After the rebirth, the former collapsed person was set

Although Father Song said don't be polite, but as a junior, Su Tianshao couldn't take this old fox's polite words too seriously.

"This junior is late." Su Tianshao smiled apologetically, and sat opposite Song's father.

"I believe you are very clear about the purpose of coming to you this time. I don't want to beat around the bush with you. What do you think about the future of the entertainment industry?" Father Song got straight to the point. It can be seen that this young man is not a good stubble, so he can feel at ease with such a partner.

I don't know that Song's father has recognized him a little bit.Su Tianshao sorted out his thoughts after combining his memories before rebirth with the current investigation of the industry in this life.

"The entertainment industry, in the final analysis, is a game of capitalists. Although everyone is advocating democracy, money is what everyone in the industry is chasing after."

"There is no commercial value, no money return, and the entertainment industry has no place to stand. The so-called literary films are just famous. Apart from winning prizes and people, they are of no benefit to investors and entertainment companies."

"Most of the current commercial films are fast-fashion and fast-paced. They pursue the value of the moment, rather than circulating for many years. As long as the star is popular, the commercial film will be considered a success."

"Under the influence of the Hallyu wave, the influence of male and female groups in our country is getting deeper and deeper, but the level of domestic artists is uneven, and the so-called talent shows are still manipulated by the capitalists behind them. As long as the commercial value of the artist is sufficient, it is entirely possible Make up for his lack of level."

After quietly listening to Su Tianshao's analysis, Father Song asked, "Then what kind of person do you think you are?"

"I am a materialist capitalist." This may sound a bit strange, at least Peng Wenhao did not understand the connection between "materialism" and "capitalist".

But Father Song nodded, "I wish you success."

"Let's serve the food. Today's cooperation has been negotiated. This project will be cooperated with you in the name of Song Anqing. He will make the money and he will make the loss. You don't have to be polite." Father Song looked at the two young people kindly, Speak threatening words in a gentle tone.

This project is in the name of Song Anqing, but behind him are Su Yangze and the Song Group.

"Don't worry, since we decided to cooperate, of course we will make money together, and we will lose together if we lose. How can there be no risk in doing business?"

Su Tianshao didn't say it to death. Although he had experienced the previous life, he might not be able to fight against a business giant like Song Yangze.

"It's just that sometimes the most dangerous thing is not the outside world, but the inside."

The sudden sentence surprised Peng Wenhao, it was different from what had been discussed, and Su Tianshao did not drink alcohol either.

On the contrary, Song Yangze looked at Su Tianshao thoughtfully, "Then what do you think are the possibilities of internal chaos?"

"There is only one heir."

At this point, the three people present understood what Su Tianshao was talking about, Peng Wenhao quickly pinched Su Tianshao's arm, "The wind was too strong on the way here, this guy is so stupid, Song Dong don't mind."

Seeing the waiter bring up the dishes, Peng Wenhao said quickly, "Everyone eat, eat."

But under the strange eyes of both sides, they closed their mouths resentfully.

"You're an interesting young man. We must have a good talk with you when we have the opportunity." Song Yangze didn't ask, and Su Tianshao didn't say anything. The two touched up the topic in a tacit understanding, but Peng Wenhao beside him broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is a specialty of Yancheng. It was specially airlifted here to entertain you. I heard that Xiao Su is always from Yancheng." Song Yangze discussed the dishes on the table with the two young people like a family routine, and he could name every dish. its history and characteristics.

When Song Yangze introduced a dish, Peng Wenhao picked it up and ate it, and then he was full of praise.

After he finished the introduction, he looked at Su Tianshao, "I wonder what Xiao Su likes?"

Su Tianshao didn't speak, and the serious expression just now has been maintained until now, and the two started to exchange eyes again. Peng Wenhao didn't know what shocking statement Su Tianshao would say next.

"He doesn't pick anything, he likes everything, right?" After Peng Wenhao finished speaking, he kicked Su Tianshao, motioning him to squeak.

"Uncle, you're welcome, I'm not picky eaters, I like to eat anything." I don't know what kind of confrontation the two had, how they changed from Song Dong to uncle.

"Nephew, don't be too polite, try to eat as much as possible." Song Yangze's smile became more kind and kind, and Peng Wenhao's heart grew colder.

Peng Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief when the two left the hotel.

"How did the two of you become friends, just one of you looked at each other, did you see each other?"

"He needs me to support his son, and I need him to stabilize his position." Su Tianshao walked to the passenger seat, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"You guys are already in this relationship, why do you have an uncle-nephew relationship?"

"Maybe it sounds reliable in words?"

Peng Wenhao rolled his eyes, the technicians don't understand the brain circuit of capitalists.

"By the way, what do you mean by the materialist capitalist you mentioned earlier? I understand these two words separately, but it's a bit awkward to put them together."

Su Tianshao moved his fingers a few times, "Do you know the philosophical principles of materialist dialectics?"

Peng Wenhao, who graduated from science and engineering, shook his head in confusion.

"Constantly sum up the new experience of social practice to verify, improve and enrich oneself, and at the same time guide the rapid development of social practice to infinity."

Su Tianshao said this passage slowly, while he was speaking, he was still thinking about it. Every word on his lips had a sense of philosophy.

"Such a hooligan???" Peng Wenhao looked at Su Tianshao in surprise, "Doesn't this mean that he will never make mistakes?"

"Yes, if something is wrong or outdated, it will be eliminated. If others are correct and advanced, they will be absorbed. This is materialist dialectics."

Su Tianshao looked at the sluggish Peng Wenhao with playful eyes, "How can such a thought not be powerful?"

"The capitalist?"

"We chose this path, we are capitalists, just to see what kind of capitalists we will be." Su Tianshao shook his head mockingly.

"Well, if you study finance, do you know politics well? I think you will understand what you mean when you say Dong Song."

"Not necessarily, but most of them are." Su Tianshao didn't explain too much, anyway, Peng Wenhao didn't understand, he didn't bother to explain one after another.

"Let's go back first, we have to pass the first hurdle. Our business plan has to be approved by the Song Group's board of directors. Director Song won't speak for us."

Peng Wenhao didn't understand what Su Tianshao meant, "Didn't Director Song already agree?"

"He agreed to cooperate, but we still need to fight for the benefits. I can't stop making money just because he is the father-in-law. How can I find a boyfriend if I don't have money?"

Su Tianshao stopped talking, and began to close his eyes and recall the details that he ignored in his previous life.

Song Yangze, who was also reminded, is currently arranging his subordinates to carry out a major inspection and cleaning of the company. The money can be earned less, but the safety of his son must not be a problem.