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Chapter 530: [530] Your eye for detail is really sharp_1

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The people who were just roaring with laughter were all touched by Ma Haoran’s words.

They all felt that they had talent that was not being recognized, that despite their significant efforts, they were worthless in the eyes of these investors.

Ma Haoran certainly spoke their minds.

Although nobody dared to say it out loud, they were silently supporting him in their hearts.

Before Tang Feng could speak, Xu Xinling, who was standing by his side, spoke up in his defense, “You say Mr. Tang doesn’t understand scripts? Haha, that’s really funny.”

“What’s so funny?” Ma Haoran glared at Xu Xinling indignantly.

“Then let me ask you, do you think Mr. Lou from Huanhai Entertainment Company understands scripts?” Xu Xinling did not answer directly but instead asked a question in return.

“Mr. Lou has always had the reputation of having a ‘golden eye’ in the circle, every script he approves of ends up being a big hit. Of course he understands scripts,” Ma Haoran replied truthfully, not knowing why she asked.

The people present nodded in agreement.

Lou Wanyu’s judgment was famously sharp in the Zhonghai Film and Television Circle.

When he took over Huanhai Entertainment Company, it was on the brink of bankruptcy.

But within a few short years after he took charge, Huanhai Entertainment released several blockbuster movies and TV series.

Not only did he revive Huanhai Entertainment, but he also secured its position as the top player in Zhonghai Film Company.

Anyone who dared say that Lou Wanyu’s judgment was poor would definitely be blasted with criticism.

A smile spread across Xu Xinling’s face, “You all must have heard about yesterday’s event, Mr. Tang invested fifty million in a movie.”

The people present smiled knowingly; they had come here of their own accord precisely because they had heard about it.

“To tell you the truth, after Mr. Tang made his investment, Mr. Lou called wishing to buy Mr. Tang’s share at double the price. Do you still dare to say Mr. Tang’s judgment in scripts is off?”

Xu Xinling’s words were like dropping a bombshell on the scene.

They had only heard that Tang Feng had spent fifty million on a small company that had only been established for a little over a year and hadn’t produced any noteworthy works, thinking he was an easy mark.

But now, according to what Xu Xinling had said, it was a completely different story.

If what she said was true, and Lou Wanyu was truly willing to pay double the price for Tang Feng’s share, then it meant that the project was indeed promising.

Could it be that they had misunderstood something?

Everyone looked at Tang Feng in disbelief.

It turned out that he was not an easy mark but a genius in investment.

Xu Xinling then turned to Ma Haoran, “Your script is poorly written, you fail to reflect on yourself but instead blame others for not understanding? Only a fool would invest in someone like you.”

Although Ma Haoran felt resentment in his heart, he couldn’t come up with a retort.

Even Mr. Lou saw the potential in the project Tang Feng had invested in, who would dare say Tang Feng didn’t understand scripts?

Tang Feng didn’t bother with him anymore, instead leisurely scanning the people present.

“I don’t know what purposes you all came here with, but I am sincerely treating you, and I hope you bring a bit of sincerity too. If anyone dares to treat me like a fool again, then don’t blame me for not showing mercy.”

As he spoke, an indescribable air of authority naturally emanated from him.

All those present fell into a silence as cold as cicadas in winter, a hint of fear visible in their eyes.

Tang Feng was very pleased with this effect.

“The investment meeting begins now, one by one please.”

Under Tang Feng’s direction, the people in the classroom started queuing in an orderly fashion.

Meanwhile, some took the opportunity to sneak away.

These were the ones who came just to fill the numbers and take advantage.

Seeing how Tang Feng wasn’t easy to fool, they could only sneak away to find the next fool.

“Mr. Tang, hello, this is our company’s project, please take a look.”

The first one to step up was a man in his fifties who looked very distinguished and was also very polite to Tang Feng.

The material he handed over contained a project proposal, a script, and a short sample clip.

After watching the sample clip, Tang Feng flipped through the script, then shook his head, “I’m sorry, I can’t invest in this film.”

In fact, he had scanned the materials with the system the moment they were handed to him.

The system projected that the movie would incur a loss of at least ten million if invested in.

While ten million wasn’t much to him, he wasn’t interested in an investment that was guaranteed to lose money.

The man showed no anger, as if all of this was expected, “Could Mr. Tang offer us a few suggestions?”

The man’s attitude was good, so Tang Feng didn’t skimp on giving a few pointers.

“The plot is too heavy, with a suspicion of deliberately creating tragedy to solicit tears from the audience. The screenwriter is very skilled but lacks real-life experience. Films with tragic themes are best when they come from genuine feelings rather than relying on artifice to provoke emotions…”

The more the man listened, the more shocked he became, until by the end, his mouth was agape and he couldn’t close it for a long time.

He hadn’t expected Tang Feng to be able to offer any substantive advice, thinking the man simply disliked tragic themes.

But after listening to Tang Feng’s suggestions, he felt enlightened.

They had approached many investors before, some of whom specialized in investing in art films.

After reading the script, these investors felt there was something odd about it, but they couldn’t pinpoint the exact issue, just that it made them uncomfortable.

Hearing Tang Feng’s analysis, it made perfect sense.

Indeed, the plot was too contrived and out of touch with reality.

The screenwriter compensated for his lack of life experience with skill, and although the protagonist was written in a very tragic manner, it was hard for the audience to empathize.

The man was ecstatic, “Mr. Tang, your advice is more valuable to me than an investment of several million. Your insight is truly brilliant. Now if anyone dares say you don’t understand scripts, I’ll slap them.”

As he spoke, he threw a glance at Ma Haoran.

Ma Haoran’s face was ashen as he turned his head away, not wanting to speak.

The others were stunned.

Could it be that Mr. Tang really was that formidable? Just by taking a few glances, he could see the problem?

Tang Feng handed the script back to the man, “Rewrite the script according to my suggestions. Here’s my contact information, we can get in touch separately.”

He felt this man had at least a good attitude and seemed like someone who was willing to make good films, so he was willing to give him another chance.

The man took Tang Feng’s contact information, thanked him profusely, and left with a spring in his step.

“Next!”