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I don’t know when, you can see brands such as "Internet celebrity incubation base" and "Live Broadcasting Company" all over the street.

But it seems that it won’t take long to pass by again, so that the savage growth of emerging industry companies will be locked in front of the door, and I don’t know why, it will be yellow...

Magic Entertainment in Magic City is actually similar to these companies.

If it weren’t for Zhang Xiaojian’s capital injection and Ning Xueqing participated in the competition, it is estimated that the trainees inside would still have to rely on live broadcasts and performances to make ends meet... Well, the performances are usually in exhibitions, Internet cafes, or some small shopping malls.

Zhang Xiaojian's injection of mana was all because of Ning Xueqing, and of course he was very happy to lose money.

But now this phone call tells him that Magic is going to make money!

Zhang Xiaojian is very afraid of making money because he has been punished.

What's more fucking is that the system has its own intelligent judgment criteria.

Hong Xinshu gave him 10,000 yuan that time, and the system made a judgment.

Zhang Xiaojian is not sure if the system will give him the name of "negative growth" once the company achieves profitability. If it is, punishments such as weak buff, angina, suffocation, etc., will it kill him?

To be on the safe side, kill all the possibilities of making money in the cradle!

Can it divest?Can you withdraw shares?Can the company go bankrupt?

Impossible... Based on the urinary nature of the system, he must be sentenced to improper investment, and the outcome will remain the same.

So it's best if you can't make money without making money. If you make money, let the company absorb it by itself through benefits or expansion.

So he moved Luo Tengfei deeply and earnestly.

It seems that I will be touched by the red next.

However, Zhang Xiaojian was a little puzzled, how could he make money?

Without him asking, Fang Hong explained: "This is how Zhang Dong, after Xueqing came out, Mo Neng also gained a little fame."

"You know, the treatment our company treats trainees is almost the same as the treatment of international superstars. It not only has security, car pick-up and delivery, good accommodation, and even a series of makeup artists, dance teachers, and singing teachers. and many more."

"Huh? Does this have anything to do with making money?"

"Have."

Fang Hong continued: "In fact, although there are many successful cases of grassroots entry into the performing arts circle, in fact most of the stars have a solid background."

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaojian was in the mist.

"I advertised it a little bit, and Magic has attracted many more children who want to enter. We don't have to pay for them to enter the company, and we have to pay us."

Zhang Xiaojian was stupid: "Isn't this opening an art school?"

Fang Hong said: “It’s different. The teachers of the art school and our company’s teachers are completely at two levels. You must know that the magical dance teacher, vocal music teacher, and various art teachers are all hired by us with high salaries. The industry is very famous in the circle."

Zhang Xiaojian felt that his decision back then was a wrong decision: "No, these well-known teachers in the industry don't have any professional ethics? How come our little broken company?"

Fang Hong didn't understand why Zhang Xiaojian blamed these teachers who helped Magic Energy to achieve profitability in the future...

She coughed: "Maybe the salary is high and the time is flexible, but this is not important. The important thing is that many parents value our training strength and all aspects of treatment. We only need to sign a short contract. They don’t lock in the long-term development of these children, they are willing to take more money to let the children build their dreams here."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

He knew that what Fang Hong said next and what the future is all nonsense...As the actual operator, she probably has finished her work, and now it's just a notice to tell herself.

"So how many kids have you recruited now?"

"More than three hundred."

Zhang Xiaojian did not spit out a mouthful of old blood...weakly asked, "How much is one?"

"One, three hundred thousand a year."

"So expensive?"

Fang Hong frowned and said, "It's not expensive. The children of art school can learn nothing more than 100,000 or 200,000 a year. They just learn the same thing. They will receive a full range of arts training at Magic Energy. I even I still feel that 500,000 should be mentioned."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

One three hundred thousand, ten three million, one hundred thirty million, three hundred... Fang Hong, you can, you, quietly earned a hundred million?

Is it so scary?

I only invested 300 million in total...I haven't spent it yet.

This magic is going to heaven.

If within the contract, a few of these children rushed into the showbiz to make a head start, wouldn’t this mean that Laozi would hang in the mansion in minutes?

Zhang Xiaojian took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

Then I thought that after all, whether the system will determine the company's profit is still unknown, maybe it needs to be in my own wallet to count...

It’s just because of the urinary sex of the system...80% would not make sense.

Zhang Xiaojian had no choice but to say earnestly: "Fang Hong."

"Dong Zhang...you said."

"That's the case. Although our Magic Entertainment is a small company, it has a small reputation because of Xueqing, and because of your operation, it can be profitable to become an arts school, but we are the leader and we can't float."

"Dong Zhang, what do you mean?"

"I mean, in addition to training in the arts, we can't lose our basic cultural qualities and ideological qualities."

"Uh?"

In Magic Entertainment, Fang Hong, who was sitting in the office, froze. While holding her mobile phone, she didn't know that she couldn't say a word after listening to the old-fashioned vibe on the phone.

"As the Huaguduo of New China, every child who enters our magic power should receive a comprehensive education, and the flowers should not be destroyed in our hands, so why do we earn the money, hire university teachers, and carry out basic education? Ah, you can’t let the uneducated losses fall on the children of this generation who choose to engage in art."

Fang Hong: "..."

Zhang Xiaojian is not over yet...

"Also, raise the salary and benefits of our magic staff. After all, it is a big company. It is time to expand and expand, and to upgrade and upgrade the facilities. The principles of long-term stability, don't need me to teach you."

Fang Hong pondered for a while, and it really made sense.

Mo Neng wants to keep going, nurturing excellent trainees, and injecting fresh blood into the entertainment industry, so he really has to do so.

just...

Why is it that the more you listen to it, the worse it becomes?

Fang Hong frowned and said, "Zhang Dong, I understand what you mean, but..."

"Just what?"

"Just, how do I feel that magic can make money, why are you so unhappy?"

"Am I not happy?"

"Um... the tone is a bit heavy."

Zhang Xiaojian almost cried and said with tears: "Actually, I am very happy to hear that magic can make money. Really, I didn't lie to you..."

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Putting down the phone, Zhang Xiaojian felt that he had been brutally beaten tonight, and he could no longer give up his appetite.

The noise of the range hood also disappeared at this time. After a while, Ye Mozhu brought the fried meat and vegetables to the table. Then she looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said, "What's wrong with you? Sad?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said, "It's okay."

Ye Mozhu brought two more bowls of white rice and sat down and said, "Is the company you invested in before losing money?"

Zhang Xiaojian.... It's too late to lose money, I'm happy, shit, actually made a profit.

I had to answer: "No, I made money."

"then you?"

"I think there is a long way to go. The more you make money, the more you have to keep a clear head and point out a clearer development direction for the company."

"You are the best." Ye Mozhu smiled and handed a pair of chopsticks to Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian took the wooden chopsticks, ready to turn his grief and anger into appetite, but just took a mouthful of rice, the phone rang again...

He glanced at it and it was Shi Jin...and then thought of the music scene.

Zhang Xiaojian took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Old Shi, don't tell me, the music scene has also made money."

Shi Jin: "How did you know?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojian almost fell off the high stool...

Damn, can you make money with a ticket of ten yuan?

impossible!

This is impossible!

Shi Jin found there was no sound for a while, and couldn't help but: "Hey, Xiaojian, Xiaojian, are you there?"

"Are you okay...Should I call the police? Where are you? You are saying something!"

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