Chapter 8

"About that." Qin Yuanfeng immediately knew what he was asking and smiled in response. It was three thousand more than expected, which was a pleasant surprise.

This also made him need to determine his project more quickly. Eight thousand yuan was a small amount; his project had to be enough to develop a game after excluding employee salaries.

The options were becoming fewer and fewer.

After receiving a positive response, Qin Siyuan continued, "My time is also tight, so I can only help you arrange things as soon as possible. Dongxiang has taken out all the savings from your family and borrowed a lot from others. I'll also contribute some. However, Xiaofeng, remember that this is a personal loan from me, not help for you to start a company. Understand?"

Qin Yuanfeng thought for a moment and understood. Private enterprises in China at the time were extremely rare and had to withstand pressure from all sides, especially the fear of being labeled as capitalist. Qin Siyuan's position was special; if he said he was lending money to Qin Yuanfeng to start a company, the other party might be in trouble when they returned to the military.

He nodded, and Qin Siyuan said, "The money isn't much, so renting a company is definitely out of the question. You've studied in Hong Kong for two years; the cost of living here is much higher than on the mainland. At most, it will be enough for you to buy a few machines and hire a few people. What do you call it... a studio?"

Qin Yuanfeng thought for a moment, "Uncle, how about I give you shares?"

"No way!" Qin Siyuan immediately rejected it without hesitation. "Xiaofeng, don't use that capitalist stuff. Shares can cost you your head. Don't joke about this."

Qin Yuanfeng could only smile bitterly and give up. Perhaps only he knew how valuable the original shares of a game company starting now would be.

"Who are you taking me to see?" He changed the topic and asked.

"A few friends." Qin Siyuan smiled mysteriously. "After all, I have a certain status in the Guangzhou Military Region, and I know some people in Hong Kong. They might be able to help you."

The car drove quickly, and when it stopped, they were in front of an ordinary-looking restaurant.

Of course, it wasn't a Western restaurant but a tea restaurant. Qin Siyuan said a few words to the waiter and was soon led to a private room.

"Mr. Qin, it's been a long time." As soon as the door opened, a cheerful male voice sounded.

In the room, two men were sitting. Qin Yuanfeng, who entered afterward, didn't linger on them but instead focused on the last woman.

She was wearing a cheongsam, which seemed to be a layer of feathers hugging her body. Her curved eyebrows and serene gaze were like a tranquil lake. Her shoulder-length hair, like a black waterfall, hung loosely on her shoulders, tied with a headband. She was quietly holding a cup of coffee, like a lazy cat.

She sat in her seat, quietly sipping her milk tea, creating a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, as if an invisible aura enveloped the room.

When he saw this woman, he was completely stunned.

He seemed to have overlooked something until he saw her. He had completely forgotten that this was Hong Kong, a place where stars gathered! This was the era of Hong Kong's beauty explosion!

The woman standing quietly, slightly shyly extending her hand, was none other than Wang Zuxian, who had become a dream goddess for the post-80s generation with her role as Nie Xiaoxian in "A Chinese Ghost Story" this year!

If asked who the goddesses of the post-80s generation were, many names could be listed. At that time, Hong Kong cinema was booming, and countless handsome men and beautiful women were making their mark on the big screen.

Wang Zuxian, Zhang Manyu, Liu Jiaying, Li Jiaxin, Zhu Yin...

These beautiful figures left indelible memories on the screen and in people's minds, like the "Chinese and Western" coins in the arcade halls of the early 1990s, almost becoming a fragrant old wine under the tree of life.

Wang Zuxian, who became famous with "A Chinese Ghost Story" in 1987, created a "Xiaoxian" craze across Taiwan, mainland China, Japan, and Malaysia. This phenomenon-level movie, in Hong Kong's history, could only be compared to "Once Upon a Time in China" and the 1992 "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" starring Brigitte Lin.

Qin Yuanfeng felt his blood rushing. He wasn't a fan, but Wang Zuxian and Brigitte Lin had transcended the realm of stars. He was chasing the butterflies of his childhood dreams!

Now, seeing this beautiful butterfly flapping its wings in front of him, he couldn't help but be moved.

"A Chinese Ghost Story" became a hit, but it was soon banned, and her decision to become a nun later became a pain in the hearts of all fans.

In front of him, the 20-year-old Wang Zuxian was like a flower painted in ink, elegant yet full of charm. Qin Yuanfeng stared at her as she stood up and extended her hand, white as jade.

"Hello, classmate, I'm Wang Zuxian." Her clear voice pulled him out of his reverie.

"Hello, I'm a student at the University of Science and Technology, Qin Yuanfeng." Qin Yuanfeng suppressed his swirling thoughts and shook her hand.

"Mr. Qin's son." One of the men smiled. "Please sit, please sit. I'm an old acquaintance of your father. Mr. Qin really should have told me you were at the University of Science and Technology. I didn't treat you well as a host. I'll treat you to afternoon tea today."

"You talk, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Qin Siyuan smiled.

His position didn't allow him to stay longer.

"Oh, how can that be? It's rare for Siyuan to come, and he's leaving without even a cup of tea." Another man also smiled. "It's rare to be a host, you can't run away."

"You two know my position." Qin Siyuan smiled and refused, turning to Qin Yuanfeng. "This is Mr. Yu from Shaw Brothers, and this is Mr. Xu, the agent. They are friends of your father and me. You should talk more. I can't stay longer."

He then turned to Wang Zuxian and smiled. "As for Miss Wang, you should talk more with the young people."

Qin Yuanfeng was puzzled. Qin Siyuan and Wang Zuxian seemed to be very familiar? Why would Wang Zuxian want to talk to him?

Surprisingly, Wang Zuxian just smiled slightly and nodded.

Mr. Yu and Mr. Xu tried to persuade him to stay, but Qin Siyuan still left.

"Xiao Qin, what would you like to eat? Hong Kong's afternoon tea is famous. Don't be shy, Uncle Yu is treating you today." Mr. Yu handed the menu to Qin Yuanfeng and smiled. "Back then, Mr. Xu and I were on the mainland, and your father helped me a lot. Now that you're in Hong Kong, we can't let you down."

"Thank you, Uncle Yu, I'm not hungry."

He casually ordered a cup of milk tea, and the group chatted comfortably. Only Wang Zuxian, gentle like a lake, quietly sipped her tea.

The conversation started with Qin Yuanfeng's school and studies, then moved to his exchange program in Japan. The more they talked, the more Qin Yuanfeng frowned.

Mr. Yu and Mr. Xu didn't mention his business at all! He didn't believe his uncle hadn't told them!

He tried to bring it up a few times, but they always changed the subject. He immediately realized that these two were probably here out of obligation but had no intention of supporting him!

He hadn't thought about raising funds because he had no qualifications for it. He wanted a partnership. There were many areas in the film industry that the electronic entertainment industry could learn from, and this was a part of the entire entertainment blueprint. It would eventually intersect with electronic entertainment. He needed to lay the groundwork, but they didn't want to give him a chance!

They probably just wanted to treat him to a good meal and then say, "Sorry, Mr. Yu is busy" next time he called. He wouldn't see these two again!

These two weren't worth worrying about. While Qin Yuanfeng played along, his eyes often glanced at Wang Zuxian, who hadn't spoken a word in the corner.

But he couldn't let Wang Zuxian go!

"Uncle Yu, Uncle Xu." He didn't want to drag it out and said seriously, "I know you look down on me."

"How could that be?" "Of course not, Mr. Qin's son, how could we look down on you?" The two men's faces flashed with a momentary awkwardness, then they said, "Oh, right, I remember. Mr. Qin said Xiao Qin had something to discuss..."

Qin Yuanfeng casually shook his head. "Uncles, you don't need to deny it. If I were your age, I wouldn't believe a young man in his twenties talking about cooperation either."

This time, the two men didn't speak, exchanging glances. Uncle Yu cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Qin, it's not that we look down on you, but we know you want to start a company. Do you know how expensive land is in Hong Kong? Do you have sales connections? Your father probably doesn't even know what you're doing. He only has two acquaintances in Hong Kong, so he turned to us in a hurry."

Since it was out in the open, they had nothing to hide. It was better to speak frankly.

"To be honest," Uncle Xu's previous enthusiasm vanished. "We found it hard to refuse your father's request, after all, he helped me in the past. But I don't see any connection between movies and games."

"The most important thing is you," Mr. Yu said carefully. "You just graduated from university. You have no experience, no funds, no connections, and no management experience. Let's be clear, we can't finance you. However, under appropriate conditions, we can help you a bit, like recommending a good lawyer if you need one."

"But young man... you only have eight thousand yuan, right? You want to start a company with that?"

Qin Yuanfeng said calmly, "Bill Gates started in his dorm room."

The two men laughed in unison.

"Young man, face reality to go further," Uncle Yu said. "Uncle's words may not be pleasant, but I've seen too many young people with high aspirations and thin lives."

"Each one thinks they'll be a superstar or a genius, but they end up falling harder than anyone else." He smiled casually. "I wouldn't even advise others about this. Don't think about it anymore. Come, have some tea, and Uncle will take you back to school. Don't worry, if we can help, we won't stand by."

Wang Zuxian's gaze swept over Qin Yuanfeng, and she understood. Another young man with dreams.

In Hong Kong, countless people dream every day, and countless dreams shatter in the Pearl River.

She glanced at him and sighed softly. This young man looked about her age, but what was different from her classmates at the arts school? Each one thought they would be a superstar when they debuted, but what happened?

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