Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1165 You Are Free
Nan Youqiong stayed in Gaoshe Town for a few days. After the hedging of funds in Yanweidie’s account was completed, he went north to Beijing to inspect Wangbei Media.
Gong Xue took him to Wangbei Advertising, Wangbei Outdoor Advertising, and Wangbei Culture. The last stop was Factory 777, where they inspected several subsidiaries of Wangbei Film and Television.
Nan Youqiong attached great importance to this inspection. He stayed in each subsidiary for half a day. He did not look at the accounts or ask about personnel matters. He was only concerned about the company's business arrangements. He mainly listened and asked questions, and did not give any instructions beyond the level of the supervisor.
After spending four days on the inspection, he immediately flew to Xiangkeng without having any in-depth communication with Gong Xue.
Gong Xue couldn't understand Nan Youqiong's attitude, so she called Nan Yi to Baiwanzhuang and repeated the entire process of Nan Youqiong's inspection to Nan Yi.
After retelling the story, Gong Xue asked Nan Yi, "Xiao Yi, what does your son mean?"
"What else could it mean? You're not satisfied with the results delivered by Wangbei Film and Television."
Nan Youqiong only called Nan Yi when he arrived in Beijing. The two did not meet. Nan Youqiong is already in his twenties and is at an age where he likes independence and wants to prove himself. He has his own living space, so Nan Yi did not take the initiative to ask for a meeting and also expressed understanding for Nan Youqiong's behavior of not proposing a meeting.
Because of this, his thoughts on Nan Youqiong could only be a guess.
"Why not Wangbei Media?" Gong Xue asked, and immediately realized, "The profit is too low, not worth paying attention to?"
"There is also your factor." Nan Yi patted Gong Xue's face, "Don't think too much, I told you a long time ago that Wangbei Media can't bear my expectations. Youfeng's expectations will only be greater than mine, not less. As long as we maintain the current development momentum, there will be no problem.
Wangbei Film and Television, you should pay more attention to our core needs and not be too concerned about profits. The bottom line is to break even and not put in any money.”
"I understand. I'll think about it carefully when I get back to the company tomorrow." Gong Xue seemed to be thinking about something.
After staying at Gong Xue's place for one night, Nan Yi went to Fang Chong the next day and got twenty property deeds. Then he went to the Lihuamao Live and discussed with Wu Xiaoxiong about the web game, the general game development plan, and the big picture that needed to be drawn in advance for the members of the game division to see.
The big cake is the house deed. Depending on the profit of the web game, as long as the profit is one yuan, the members of the game division will be eligible to obtain a house deed of 72 square meters in Yanjiao, which is currently worth 252,000 yuan; as long as the profit exceeds 16.2 million yuan, the house deed will be changed to a 90-square-meter apartment in the Zhuyu International Center on the West Third Ring Road, which is currently worth 1.62 million yuan.
The office of the game division was not located in the old warehouse, but in one of the houses in the Subject International Center. The entire division initially had twelve people. There was no attendance system during the development period, and working hours were arbitrary. The only thing they had to do was to get the first game online in four months.
Twenty property deeds will be placed in a glass cabinet in the office so that members can see them as soon as they look up. Whenever they are confused, they can stand in front of the glass cabinet and take a good look at the property deeds inside, and they will be fully refreshed.
Only ten out of twenty property deeds will be issued, but there are twelve people in the entire business unit. This means that a vote will be held, and if the two people with the smallest contribution are voted out, not only will they not get the property deeds, they will also lose their jobs.
In the last step, the big pie does not need to be drawn with words, but is written down in black and white. The company signs a reward contract with each member. The reward triggering clauses will be stated one by one, and each member can freely choose the house deed or cash.
This is the first step. When the rewards are in place and members are happily moving in or renovating their homes, the second step, the share offering plan, will begin. Members can mortgage their property deeds to the company at the reward valuation, occupy a certain share of the company, and evolve from workers to shareholders.
The life cycle of a web game will not be too long, and it can only make a profit once and then leave. Bundling the benefits can reduce management costs and difficulty, and it will be easier to break up in the future. If this business cannot be continued, everyone has money anyway, so they can go their separate ways and start their own new business.
After spending a day discussing the details with Wu Xiaoxiong, he left the rest to Wu Xiaoxiong to execute. Nan Yi asked Yan Zhenhua to come and work out the "lease" agreement for the property title with Wu Xiaoxiong, and he himself became a hands-off boss.
Of course, he did not forget to ask Wu Xiaoxiong to emphasize to future members that housing prices would experience a wild growth, and that the company was giving rewards to everyone on the premise that it knew that the value of the house deeds would likely increase tenfold.
Nan Yi is willing to share the fruits of victory, but cannot accept that the members, while congratulating themselves on their good luck, also call Wu Xiaoxiong a fool for not foreseeing the sharp rise in housing prices.
As for the value of a house, anyone who has moved to Beijing understands that the gaming division can set other seemingly uncontroversial and demanding requirements for applicants based on their professional skills. For example, someone who loves sports but has never been a professional or semi-professional athlete can better withstand the torture of staying up late and is less likely to die suddenly.
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After two days of leisure and somewhat boring days, Li Weijing brought the inspection report of the trip to Jingxi City. Nan Yi just glanced at it and almost agreed with his eyes closed to invest in potato planting and production industry in Jingxi City.
There is nothing to analyze in detail. Li Weijing has already summarized that "the investment is not too large, the payback period is very long, and the profit should have a chance to exceed the bank interest." This kind of investment can be directly classified as poverty alleviation. You don't need to care too much about the profit, you only need to pay attention to the safety of the principal.
Part of the funds of Xin Investment itself is used to invest in poverty alleviation projects, specifically in poor areas and welfare enterprises. This has continued for several years, making Li Weijing very tired, as she has had to run around too many times to protect her capital.
Some things cannot be explained, there are problems in all aspects. In short, this part of the investment was quite a failure, occupying a lot of funds and producing poor results. Li Weijing was already determined to terminate it, but Nan Yi comforted her to wait for another two years.
For a while afterwards, Nan Yi flew to Shanghai frequently and was highly involved in the establishment of the crew of "House and Peace of Mind". He also quickly used up Jiang Xuanyan's "twenty days".
The deadline was coincidentally right after a violent storm.
Jiang Xuanyan, with a flushed face, lay on Nan Yi's chest. The fine beads of sweat on their bodies blended together, and their hearts were burning.
It was a dark night. The bedroom curtains blocked any eyes that might want to peek inside. None of the lights were on, with only the indicator light on the cell phone charger flashing a little.
The air is charming, but there is a hint of heat in the warm spring night.
"Our contract has been fulfilled, and you are free."
As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, a small hand covered his mouth, "Okay, I forgot about the contract a long time ago."
“Puh.” Nan Yi pulled the little hand away, spit twice, and then spat: “Don’t touch me with your dirty hands.”
In the darkness, a voice complained, "Is it my fault?"
"No matter who you blame, just keep your hands still." Nan Yi paused for a moment, "The contract is real. No matter how you treat our original agreement, I will keep my promise. So, I still want to emphasize that you are free.
Next, you can give your relationship a window period, or continue seamlessly. It is your freedom to choose and I have no right to interfere. From this moment on, the only relationship between us is that of partners.
You can either let me sleep here till dawn, or just kick me out of bed."
"Why?" Another sad voice.
"What?"
"We can still be together even without a contract."
"I slept with Wang Xiaomi, more than once."
"I know. I...I can continue to pretend that I don't know."
"Okay, stop brainwashing yourself and trying to disguise our transaction as love. I have already provided you with the resources you want, and also given you the opportunity to learn how to be a manager. The chance to become a film and television godmother is right here, and you should figure out how to grab it. Forget about love, I can't give it to you. Let's just be partners and friends."
Still complaining, "Are all old men as rational as you?"
"What's wrong with being rational? You're not a love-brained little woman. The loss will only last for two or three days and it will pass. Do you need me to leave now?"
Jiang Xuanyan hugged Nan Yi, "No, I don't want you to leave... at least not now."
"Okay, let's go take a shower and go to bed."
Nan Yi straightened up and sat up with Jiang Xuanyan, then carried her out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.
Just as Nan Yi said, Jiang Xuanyan was not in love. After getting up in the morning, she did not behave hysterically. With slightly swollen eyes, she silently confessed that she did not sleep much last night. Perhaps she had figured it out or half figured it out. Afterwards, they still washed together, went out together, had breakfast together, and still had intimate behavior, but there was an invisible wall between them.
After breakfast, Jiang Xuanyan went to the temporary office rented by the crew, and Nan Yi went to Fang Mansion.
The old lady was sitting in the garden as usual, holding a newspaper in her hand. When she heard the noise made by Nan Yi, she blurted out, "You've been coming here a little too often recently."
Nan Yi walked up to Fang Mengyin and said, "My Lord, I came here to confirm the painted pattern on the coffin with you."
"Stop talking nonsense. It's good enough to have a coffin. Why do I need a coffin?" The old lady said. After a moment of trance, she said seriously, "You don't need to prepare a coffin for me. When I die one day, burn me and bury me with your grandfather."
"Don't worry, grandma, you still have a long time to live. Take your time to think about it. If you change your mind one day, I will help you get it." Nan Yi put his hand on Fang Mengyin's shoulder and rubbed it gently.
"No need to change it, let's do it this way." Fang Mengyin closed her eyes in enjoyment. "If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will be crooked. If you, as a father, don't stop, your son will also make trouble. He even got involved with Bo Chupu's daughter."
"Haha, grandma, are you still keeping spies in Fang's Manor?"
"Does it need to be buried?"
"No need, they are all yours."
