Negative Electrode Material Chapter 48

Haoyue Media

Chapter 48 Haoyue Media

A few days after Christmas, Gao Huan didn’t go anywhere, and the days passed surprisingly regularly.

During the day, I went to the empty office as usual, flipped through reports, looked at the income statement, and made a list of content to be sold next year.

In the evening, I ordered takeout and watched movies at home. I watched several old movies in a row – “Modern Times”, “The Third Man”, and “Eight and a Half”.If I don’t understand some parts, I just go back and play it again.Old film grain flickers across the screen, but the subject matter never goes out of style.

Later, he found some short films from recent years, ranging from five to twenty minutes.Some watched it with great satisfaction, and some watched it inexplicably. They didn’t know why they won the award, but they just forced themselves to watch it.

Until New Year’s Eve, Gao Le sent a message asking him to watch the fireworks together.He replied without thinking:

【Don’t go.】

As a result, it was midnight, and he couldn’t help but stop looking. After Big Ben rang the New Year’s bell, the London Eye on the other side of the river lit up for the first time.Fireworks rise one after another, tearing open the night sky, showing thousands of flowers, trees, and stars like rain.Gao Huan was moved by the light, but when a set of lights ended, the world fell into darkness for a few seconds. It was like a deep well, sucking in all the light and taking away people’s excitement, leaving a vacuum.Gao Huan stopped looking.

In the first week of returning to work in the new year, the office has not yet fully recovered.Everyone has arrived, but their minds are still on the holidays.Emails are sent slowly, meetings end early, and the chatter in the tea room drowns out the sound of the keyboard – work is incidental, and reminiscing about the past is the main theme.

But in the small conference room of Haoyue Europe, the air is filled with a different kind of tension.

“I understand that you want to try something new,” Grace sat at the end of the conference table, holding a cup of tea in her hand, “but to be honest, the strategy is now very clear. Domestic supply is stable, and we only need to negotiate copyrights, sign agreements, and split accounts here. The profits are quite good, and there are no production risks.”

Gao Huan sat on the other side and said calmly: “I know.”

“Then let’s go with our plan. There are still several medium-sized platforms on the European continent that we can talk about. If we can sign two more in the first half of the year, our report card this year will be very good.” Grace’s tone was somewhere between coaxing and supervising children.

Gao Huan held a cigarette in his hand and did not light it. He just tapped it on the table: “The content we sell now is made in China, tailored to European. It is marketable, efficient and profitable.”

Grace raised her eyebrows and nodded.

“They are all fast-selling products, and the audience will forget them after watching them.”

“Yeah, it’s the same as instant noodles. It smells good, tastes normal, and you don’t have to have any aftertaste after eating it.”

“I wanted to do something memorable.”

“How to do it? Change the kitchen? Change the kitchen utensils? Change the chef…”

“Experimental kitchen,” Gao Huan stopped his hand and straightened up: “Make a short film produced by Haoyue.”

Grace stared at him and frowned slightly: “Who filmed it? Where? Are there no ready resources in China?”

“Yes, but the subject matter is limited,” he paused. “You can shoot any subject here. The process, language, and ratings are all within the system, and the platform is easier to accept. If we can shoot a model here and slowly create our brand, we can create it together with the domestic team in the future.”

Grace took a deep breath, leaned back on the chair, looked at the ceiling, and seemed to be calculating something quickly: “If you really want to do this, you have to start a new company. Haoyue Europe is a sales entity and cannot produce by itself. Haoyue Media – independent legal person, independent accounts…”

Gao Huan looked at her, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and continued: “The audience’s movie-watching habits have changed. The recent films made by my father have received mediocre reviews. If we can build a content matrix here, we can not only sell films, but also recruit talents. The brand can be upgraded and the content can be self-supplied. This is called structural investment.” After saying that, he put the cigarette into his mouth without lighting it.

“Oh, you can really package your idealism,” Grace curled her lips, “Should I talk to your dad or should you do it yourself?”

Gao Huan took out the cigarette from his mouth again, held it between his two fingers, stood up and made a “please” gesture, and said in a long voice: “Of course you are the one to report it!”

Two days later, Gao Xuefeng called. Gao Huan looked at the profile picture, cleared his throat, and then picked up.

Without greetings or nonsense, Gao Xuefeng’s voice came from the other end: “Are you really planning to take the photo yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Who took the photo?”

“The ready-made is Gaule.”

“…You didn’t make up a story just to play with your sister, right?”

“Playing is also serious.”

There was silence on the other end.”Okay. If the photo is good, it’s Lele’s fault; if it’s not, it’s yours.”

“No…” Gao Huan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He still wanted to say a few words, but Gao Xuefeng had already hung up the phone.

Gao Huan looked at the screen and whispered to himself: “This old man is biased…” After saying this, he couldn’t help but feel happy.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun