He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 520: 【】Your sincerity is a bit cheap_1

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Chapter 520: 【520】Your sincerity is a bit cheap_1

“Hello, who is this?”

The call connected, and a pleasant female voice came through from the other end.

“Hello, is this Foxtail Entertainment Limited Company?” Lou Wanyu urgently inquired.

“I am Yan Min, the general manager of Foxtail Entertainment. May I ask who’s calling?”

“Mr. Yan, hello. My name is Lou Wanyu from Huanhai Entertainment Company,” Lou Wanyu hurriedly introduced himself.

“Mr. Lou, hello. What can I do for you?” Yan Min asked, somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting a call from the CEO of Huanhai Entertainment.

“Mr. Yan, here’s the thing. I’ve looked at the information your company sent about the movie ‘I Am Not the God of Medicine,’ and I’m really interested in this project. I’d like to discuss it further with you. Do you have time right now?” Lou Wanyu quickly explained.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lou, but we’ve already secured investment for our film. Maybe we can work together some other time.”

“What? You’ve already got investment?”

Lou Wanyu immediately felt a sense of betrayal and anger. “How could you do this? Since you’ve sent us the information, why did you go find somebody else? What kind of business does this?!”

Yan Min, hearing his accusation, was also displeased. “Mr. Lou, I don’t understand what you mean. Wasn’t it your Huanhai Entertainment that first refused us before we sought other investors? Now why are you blaming us?”

Lou Wanyu fell silent, then after a pause, continued, “I’m sorry, Mr. Yan. I was out of line just now. How about this, could you put me in contact with that investor? I’m interested in buying his share. That’s acceptable, right?”

Soon, a man’s voice came from the other end, “Hello, Mr. Lou. I am the investor. My name is Tang Feng. What would you like to talk about?”

Lou Wanyu prepared his pitch before speaking with a smile, “Mr. Tang, hello. I’m interested in buying your stake in ‘I Am Not the God of Medicine.’ As for the price, rest assured, I will certainly give you a fair deal.”

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“Okay, ten billion,” Tang Feng promptly threw out a figure.

“What?” Lou Wanyu thought he had misheard.

“I said ten billion. As long as you pay ten billion, I’ll transfer all my shares to you,” Tang Feng explained again.

Lou Wanyu felt a wave of anger at what seemed like mockery, “Mr. Tang, I am seriously interested in this matter. I hope you’re not joking, alright?”

“Who is joking with you? Am I that familiar with you? I invested in this movie because I believe it can gross three billion at the box office. Asking for ten billion from you now, isn’t too much, right?” Tang Feng stated confidently.

Lou Wanyu burst into an angry laugh.

Although he was also optimistic about the movie, he didn’t think it would reach a three billion box office gross.

What a joke!

How many movies have surpassed three billion in domestic box office revenue?

And they’re mainly blockbuster films.

A film with a realistic theme aiming for three billion at the box office was sheer fantasy.

In his view, Tang Feng was clearly just making things difficult for him.

“Mr. Tang, I am very sincere. How’s this, I will offer double the amount you paid for the shares. That should be acceptable, right?”

He thought the other party would gladly agree since there was no risk involved and they could make a 100% profit instantly.

But then he heard Tang Feng’s blunt response, “Your sincerity seems quite cheap. Is everyone at Huanhai Entertainment as stingy as you? Mr. Liu, the manager, tried to get a five million kickback on an investment of twenty million. Looks like he learned it from you, huh?”

“What? Did he… did he really say that?” Lou Wanyu boiled with rage upon hearing Tang Feng’s words.

He had thought that Liu Chuanxiang had simply been careless, missing out on such a great project.

While that was an error, it was forgivable.

But now, hearing Tang Feng’s words, he was furious to learn that the scoundrel had passed up a good film because he wanted a kickback.

“If you don’t believe me, you can go ask him yourself. As for the film, you can forget about it; it’s not meant to be yours,” Tang Feng said, before hanging up.

Lou Wanyu clenched his phone, veins bulging in his arms.

He abruptly stood up, flung open his office door, and yelled outside, “Get Liu Chuanxiang to come see me; if I don’t see him in ten minutes, make sure he never shows his face around here again.”

The staff outside, who were busy at their desks, all froze.

Mr. Lou was known for his good temper in the company, and they had never seen him so furious.

What on earth had Manager Liu done to provoke Mr. Lou’s wrath to such an extent?

Yet they all had a feeling that someone was about to be very unlucky.

Ten minutes later, Liu Chuanxiang, reeking of alcohol, appeared in Lou Wanyu’s office.

“Mr. Lou, you… you wanted to see me?”

Wiping sweat and straightening his disheveled clothes, there was a lipstick mark on his neck.

Lou Wanyu glared at him, “Where the hell have you been?”

“I… I was discussing a project.”

Liu Chuanxiang, who had prepared excuses, hurriedly handed over a document bag, “Mr. Lou, I’ve just invested in a movie for the company called ‘Feathers Flying in the Sky.’ This movie is going to be a huge hit.”

Suppressing the anger within him, Lou Wanyu opened the document bag, pulled out a stack of scripts and project proposals.

After flipping through a few pages, he flung the script at Liu Chuanxiang’s face. It was literal “feathers flying everywhere.”

“Is this the project you talked about? You invest in this kind of crap? Has your brain been kicked by a donkey? Or did they offer you a kickback too big to refuse?”

Liu Chuanxiang didn’t expect the normally calm Lou Wanyu to explode in anger.

It was only after hearing the last sentence that he suddenly shuddered, “Mr. Lou, I… I haven’t taken any kickbacks, absolutely none. Has someone been smearing me to you? Please don’t believe them. I’m utterly loyal to the company and would never do anything to harm it…”

“Then how do you explain the ‘I Am Not the God of Medicine’ project?” Lou Wanyu finished, his gaze sharp as a knife.

“I Am Not the God of Medicine?”

Liu Chuanxiang instantly realized it was that damn woman who had ratted him out.

Just wait until I survive this ordeal, then I’ll see how I deal with you.