99: Chapter 99: New Information That's Quite Something

After careful consideration, Chen Jiayan settled on the optimal plan.

"Our only current disadvantage is a lack of initial capital. We could design two or three products first and then use a crowdfunding approach. This would greatly reduce the financial pressure. We could also cooperate with the Shenghai Museum to release a co-branded product."

After the shelling incident involving the imperial seal of china, the Shenghai Museum's domestic visibility is undoubtedly at its peak.

Zhang Wei nodded. "That's a good idea. When I went to take the statement earlier, Officer Zuo told me that X City Name has already coordinated, and they've arrested quite a few people there.

Uncle Yu also benefited somewhat. Although the buddha head definitely belongs to X City Name and will have to be returned sooner or later, after negotiations, the first exhibition will be held at the Shenghai Museum. That will be another explosive news story."

After the group finalized their respective roles, Zhang Wei realized that apart from investing money, he didn't have much work; he was completely a hands-off boss.

Seeing the others busy with their own tasks, Zhang Wei felt quite slighted and urgently needed comfort. So, he drove over to Sun Yicheng's place.

After receiving a round of loving applause... no, wait, loving encouragement, the two lay in bed and chatted about the gym for a while.

Sun Yicheng nestled in Zhang Wei's arms and said, "The funds will be transferred tomorrow. I'll oversee the opening ceremony preparations."

Zhang Wei claimed he was idle, but the savings he had were almost depleted after investing in the gym and needing to start a jewelry company. He needed to properly utilize the intelligence system to make money next.

After having dinner at Sun Yicheng's place and lingering for a while, Zhang Wei got back into his car. It was already midnight.

Ding: daily intelligence has been updated. Please check it yourself, Host.

[daily intelligence 01]

On Fruit Island, located in the outer sea of Shenghai City, there is an abandoned fishing village. Buried in the backyard of one of the houses is a case of 1979 vintage Maotai wine. The family secretly fled to Wa Wa Island in the 1980s. The specific burial coordinates are *, *.

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up. Although he usually doesn't drink except for social occasions, a whole case of '79 Maotai was something money couldn't easily buy.

He vaguely remembered a news report where a single bottle of 1970s Maotai sold for over six hundred thousand. Moreover, aged liquor only becomes more expensive over time.

[daily intelligence 02]

Due to the accumulation of Yangtze River water flow over the years, a small meteorite that fell into the riverbed in 1646 has been carried by the current to a shoal 30 meters north of Chongming Island. The specific coordinates are as follows.

"Today it's actually related to an island?" Zhang Wei clicked his tongue in amazement. A meteorite impact should have created a significant commotion and should have been discovered long ago.

He checked his phone and realized that 1646 was during the period of the Qing Dynasty conquering the Central Plains and carrying out massacres. The times were chaotic everywhere, and local gazettes were incomplete. It was likely that nobody paid attention to the matter.

[daily intelligence 03] Tang Liansheng, Chairman of Shenghai Tang Sheng Culture and Arts Co., Ltd., has recently developed thoughts of retiring due to his declining health. Since Tang Sheng Culture has always operated under a family business model, the successor can only emerge from Tang Liansheng's blood relatives.

As Tang Liansheng's only child, Tang Yi was originally deeply trusted by the family, but due to repeated framing, he is now the least likely candidate among the numerous successors to take over. The Host can gain benefits by helping Tang Yi become the successor. Currently, Tang Yi is drowning his sorrows at Ike Bar.

Is this asking me to be a life coach again? Zhang Wei was unsure of the system's intentions.

Previous intelligence always provided clear ways to make money, but this time it was somewhat ambiguous. After all, Zhang Wei knew nothing about the enterprise Tang Sheng Culture or the person Tang Yi. If he wanted to help, he didn't know where to start.

Considering that the system would never act without reason, Zhang Wei thought for a moment and decided to meet Tang Yi first.

At Ike Bar at this moment

Tang Yi sat down heavily next to a girl at the bar. He tilted his head back and downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, then drunkenly tried to pick her up: "Beauty, can I buy you a drink? You're really pretty. It's a waste for someone with your looks not to be a star."

"Thank you, I don't really drink much." The girl frowned slightly, repulsed by the smell of alcohol on him, and politely declined.

Tang Yi seemed not to notice the girl's displeasure. Instead, he leaned closer and said, "It's fine if you don't drink! But I really think you'd make a great star. Do you know Tang Sheng Culture? It's the management company that signed Liu Shishi and Hu Ge; that's my dad's business."

"Really? I'm a loyal fan of Hu Ge! It would be great if I could get his autograph," the girl's displeasure instantly turned to joy, and her eyes lit up.

"That's a piece of cake," Tang Yi said grandly. "My dad's company also has a film and television department; they shoot movies, TV series, and variety shows. If you're interested, I can put in a word next time and arrange a role with lines for you—you could even act opposite Hu Ge."

Perhaps imagining the scene of acting opposite Hu Ge, the girl's face flushed. She changed from her previous cold and distant demeanor and proactively clinked glasses with Tang Yi.

Tang Yi felt smug internally. He had seen too many girls like this—willing to do anything for fame or to get close to their idol. It seemed tonight would be another night of short-lived pleasure.

"Yo! Isn't this Eldest Young Master Tang? Trying to trick young girls again?"

At that moment, a mocking voice came from behind him. Tang Yi turned his head to see who it was and instantly roared in shame and anger, "Kong Xiangdong, you're nothing but a dog kept by our family! It's not your place to question my business."

Kong Xiangdong didn't get angry upon hearing this. Instead, he sneered, "Even if I am a dog of the Tang family, I am the Chairman's loyal hound. Of course, I wouldn't dare question Young Master Tang's affairs. But if it involves using the company's name to deceive girls, and I report it, what do you think the Old Master would do?"

Tang Yi trembled with rage at these words. He clenched his fists and growled low, "Get lost! Disappear from my sight immediately."

Kong Xiangdong ignored him and shouted loudly to the girl beside him, "Beauty, if you're looking to get into the spotlight, you've found the wrong person. Who doesn't know the famous Tang Sheng Culture? Yet, apart from Young Master Tang Yi, every movie they produce fails, and he even coerces female stars, driving them to suicide by jumping off buildings. You should be wary of such a fine specimen."

"Kong Xiangdong, I curse your ancestors!" Tang Yi could no longer restrain himself and lunged forward to punch Kong Xiangdong.

But he had already drunk a lot; his steps were unsteady and his movements slow, allowing Kong Xiangdong to easily dodge and push him slightly. Tang Yi lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

"A good-for-nothing like Eldest Young Master Tang should just stay home and wait to die. Why bother coming out to embarrass himself?"

Kong Xiangdong's harsh mockery echoed in his ears. Tang Yi gritted his teeth but said nothing more. He stood up, walked out the door without a word.