The Chairman's office of the Milky Way.
Ying Chang'an was so stunned by Yin Qin's words that he couldn't say a word for half a minute.
His eyes stared wide at Yin Qin.
Yin Qin seemed also very understanding, waiting for him to react, without rushing him.
After quite a while.
Ying Chang'an said somewhat excitedly, "Are you for real?"
"I've said I am not joking."
"You're sure you want to finance 'Hall of Heaven' crew?"
"I am sure." Yin Qin nodded, "The Milky Way has produced all kinds of programs, but we've not yet ventured into TV dramas and movies. I have always planned to produce TV dramas, but couldn't find a good time. Now, when we have such a splendid opportunity, you're short of funds and I'm short of talent, it's the perfect match. Why not?"
Ying Chang'an was excited beyond words, he was so moved that he could barely speak.
He turned his head to look at his director.
The director was also filled with excitement.
