In the morning, two guests arrived in Su Weifeng's office.
Qian Zhengfeng, a forty-five-year-old boss of a company with assets over a hundred million, was portly with a rosy complexion that easily brought the term 'nouveau riche' to mind.
Liu Yuqing, just over thirty, was also someone from the film circle, though he didn't own a company and generally preferred to act as a middleman.
They were there to discuss a collaboration with Su Weifeng, and as the president of the company, Lin Xuanxuan was naturally present as well.
Qian Zhengfeng, sitting with legs crossed and a cigar in his mouth, chuckled at Lin Xuanxuan, "President Lin, what do you think, can you pull it off?"
Su Weifeng said, "President Qian, you want to make an online movie, why not look for a more professional film company? It seems somewhat inappropriate to approach our company that specializes in short videos, doesn't it?"
