Freelance Artist

It was already 5:30 in the afternoon when Lin Shouzhuo left, and when the child returned, he jumped up and down, as if his body was a little lighter.

Lin Zhibai thought about writing a novel next.

It would be best to finish writing the remaining nine short stories of "Zoo" in the next two days, and ask Jiangcheng for a reminder at the Nathan Bookstore in the province.

In the end, he wrote ten thousand words, and Jiangcheng called suddenly, asking if he could meet.

Lin Zhibai agreed.

Soon after, Jiang Cheng came to the door with a happy face.

"A happy event?"

Lin Zhibai invited the other party to sit at the tea table, which was a regular place for the two to talk.

"There is indeed a happy event."

Jiang Cheng said excitedly: "Nason Bookstore suddenly contacted me, saying that the leader of the film and television department of Nasen Entertainment is interested in the boss's novels, and wants to spend 3 million to buy out the film and television copyright. As for making movies, it is not easy to adapt the works of newcomer writers into film and television dramas."

Nathan Bookstore is only responsible for publishing.

The copyright of the novel is still in the hands of Lin Zhibai.

Nathan Entertainment was interested in the film and television copyrights of Lin Zhibai's novels, so they had to spend money to buy them.

Three million to buy film and television rights?

Lin Zhibai raised his eyebrows and said, "It can be sold."

What I lack most now is money. The three novels together are only about tens of thousands of words, and it is quite impressive to sell three million.

Lin Zhibai almost forgot.

In addition to earning some manuscript fees, novels also have copyrights that can also be sold for money. It works like music and is easy to make money.

This is also a good way to make money in the future.

"As long as the boss agrees."

Jiang Cheng hurriedly said: "I'll talk to them about the price. I guess there's not much room for it. After all, the boss is a newcomer writer, and these novels can only be adapted into horror and thriller movies, so the investment cost won't be too high."

"Um."

Lin Zhibai nodded.

Jiang Cheng poured Lin Zhibai a cup of tea: "Besides this, I have something else to say."

"speak."

Lin Zhibai took a sip of tea.

Jiang Cheng said sternly: "Didn't the boss ask me to pay more attention to this Baidi before? I found that this person is very important, and he must not be treated as an ordinary newcomer in the music scene!"

"How to say?"

Lin Zhibai looked at Jiang Cheng leisurely.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that Lin Zhibai's reaction was a bit weird, and for a while he couldn't figure out what the relationship between the boss and that Baidi was. .

at last.

Jiang Cheng concluded: "I don't understand music, but I understand data. The data tells me that this Baidi's future is limitless!"

"interesting."

Lin Zhibai showed a smile.

Jiang Cheng used a very special angle to analyze Baidi, and finally came to a very correct conclusion.

This is not Lin Zhibai boasting.

Because it has nothing to do with Lin Zhibai's personal strength. With the earth art treasure house provided by the system as his background, he is indeed qualified to be comparable to any Qu father.

Jiang Cheng was at a loss.

What does it mean?

Lin Zhibai raised his head, smiled and said, "I thought you would guess who Baidi is, after all Brother Cheng has always been so smart."

"It's impossible to guess!"

Jiang Cheng was a little impatient, he was afraid that Lin Zhibai would doubt his IQ.

But the problem is that Baidi's debut time is still short, his identity is too mysterious, he has never shown his face in public, and he can't find it on the Internet at all...

wrong!

I seem to have overlooked a clue!

Jiang Cheng's body froze suddenly, and an incredible idea appeared in his mind like lightning!

White Emperor?

Lin Zhibai?

Don't focus on this "white"! ?

He raised his head suddenly, fixed his gaze on Lin Zhibai, his voice trembling faintly:

"Could the White Emperor be..."

"Forgive my personal bad taste, I just want you to guess, but judging from your reaction, you probably guessed it right."

Lin Zhibai smiled.

That smile suddenly dazzled Jiang Cheng, and he was in a daze:

"So Baidi is...Lin Zhibai...my boss...you?"

"I am the White Emperor."

Lin Zhibai said in an ordinary tone.

Jiang Cheng stood up suddenly, his face was full of shock, he felt that his jaw was gradually getting out of control, almost falling to the ground.

"boss……"

Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say for a while, even though he had already guessed the truth, he still couldn't restrain the shock in his heart at this moment when he heard the boss admit it himself.

As Lin Zhibai said.

Jiang Cheng is a smart man.

But no matter how smart Jiang Cheng was, he would never have imagined, or dared not imagine, that a young man who was born in a chaebol had such a terrifying growth potential in music while possessing great talent in novel creation!

"Brother Cheng, sit down."

Lin Zhibai poured him a cup of tea.

He did have some bad tastes, but he deliberately didn't say it before, not just because of bad tastes.

This involves a little bit of psychological tricks. Only when Jiang Cheng realizes the importance of the identity of "Bai Di" first, and then he guesses the answer himself, will he understand better that he can't go wrong with his boss. .

Jiang Cheng sat down as if he had lost his soul.

It wasn't until Lin Zhibai pushed the teacup in front of him that Jiang Cheng murmured:

"It's no wonder I couldn't guess this layer before. Who would have thought that a fledgling but talented writer is also such an excellent composer?"

These two identities are completely irrelevant!

Not to mention that the boss has the background identity of the chaebol son brother!

But then Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, and the color was undoubtedly bright——

The boss is the chaebol young master, potential writer and future song father.

I am the closest subordinate of the boss.

We all have a bright future!

With that in mind.

Jiang Cheng suddenly said seriously: "If I just wanted to hug the boss's thigh tightly before, now I just want to tie myself to the boss's thigh completely, so that you can't shake me off even if you want to!"

"Brother Cheng is rarely so humorous."

Lin Zhibai laughed, knowing that this time Jiangcheng was completely his own, and since that was the case, it was time to tell the other party about the follow-up plan.

Fingers tapped the table.

Lin Zhibai said: "Brother Cheng is very good at private equity, right?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Does the boss want to invest in private equity? Then I can recommend it."

Lin Zhibai shook his head and said, "It's not an investment, I want a private equity fund that is completely my own."

"The boss should know how to play private equity, right?"

Jiang Cheng wondered: "The core of the private equity game is risk hedging under short-term windfall profits. Establishing a private equity fund that is completely owned by you runs counter to the essence of private equity funds. It is not as simple as setting up an investment company directly..."

"The reason is anyone's guess."

Lin Zhibai blinked.

Jiang Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, my child, I still guess?

The boss seems to enjoy testing his IQ and understanding.

Contacting the boss's previous arrangements, Jiang Cheng quickly had an unexpected but reasonable guess: "You want to hide yourself behind the scenes through private placement of this mask!?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes flickered.

This is rare, but not impossible.

Jiang Cheng used to work in Qizhou, and heard a senior investor tell about the deeds of some big bosses. Private equity can indeed be used as a mask to cover up his identity, but if the boss also intends to do so, he can't help but feel a surge of emotion.

This is the operation of careerists!

How ambitious is my young boss, who has to spend so much time putting on such a mask for himself?

"I just said Brother Cheng is smart."

Lin Zhibai gave a thumbs up: "With this mask, we can invest unscrupulously. You should be very clear about this."

"clear!"

Jiang Cheng's heart beats fast, the boss wants to be the spokesperson! ?

He felt that the boss in front of him was like a seasoned hunter, with a clear goal, hiding in the dark and pursuing a fatal blow.

It stands to reason that a young man can't support too much ambition, but his boss can't treat him as a young man at all!

"You can follow the procedure now, and I will call you the money in a few days."

Lin Zhibai pondered: "After the establishment of the private equity fund, you will be the general manager. At the same time, we will establish an investment company completely controlled by the fund. The name will be Kunpeng Investment."

There are fish in the dark north.

Its name is Kun.

The size of the Kun is stewed in a pot... I don't know how many thousands of miles it is!

The protagonist is about to start the road to capital~