Everyone felt that the time for the lottery results to be revealed was incredibly long.

Some even seemed to see their own numbers.

It felt like the grand prize was aimed right at their heads, ready to drop.

Some people started fantasizing about what to do with this luxury item if they won the grand prize.

Some thought, you live once, why not be a little spontaneous.

Just keep it for themselves to drive.

Go cruising and pick up girls.

Others thought, sell the car for three million, then spend one million to buy another luxury car, and use the remaining two million to buy a mansion—wouldn't that be sweet?

With a car and a house, they wouldn't worry about not having a mother-in-law.

But actually, every lottery had a fixed time, just in the blink of an eye, a number appeared on the big screen.

"Yang Yu, who's Yang Yu?"

Jiang Wen was waiting to see the excitement, he personally created a millionaire.

Not sure what this person looks like.

"Please verify the number, this name is quite common..."

Xie Nan didn't forget to remind everyone, lest a Yang Yu was overly thrilled only to be told it was another Yang Yu, and he'd probably be devastated.

"Holy crap!"

One of the young men jumped up, almost flipping the table in front of him.

Even if he didn't knock over the table, he bumped his wine glass.

Spilled all over the table.

However, everyone understood him.

Everyone at the table was in animation, they were all envious, jealous, and spiteful.

After several rounds of major and minor prizes, dozens of people had won.

Yet no one at their table had won anything.

Moreover, their project had not been launched yet, they were here to watch others celebrate, just like passersby in a story, absolute minor characters.

Unexpectedly!

The final grand prize turned out to be a Ferrari worth over three million.

Even more surprising was that someone at their table won the prize.

Having shared hardships together before.

Unexpectedly, someone betrayed the group.

"Holy crap dumplings, did you step on dog poop when you went out today?"

"Dumplings, Dumplings bro, take me for a spin!"

"Yang Yu, you're my brother, my real brother, lend me the car to pick up a girl, I'm still a virgin!"

Yang Yu ignored them, running all the way towards the stage.

Along the way, people reached out to high-five him.

He excitedly high-fived each of them as if today's celebration was just for him.

Qi Hao acquired 20% of his studio's shares, valued at five million, giving him one million, but this one million was not for him personally, it was for the studio and must be used for its development.

In reality, he didn't dare to spend a penny casually.

He is the son of poor parents; his mother's retirement pension of a little over a thousand each month supported their family for years, but he has dignity, he wouldn't take advantage of the one million.

He has larger ambitions, far beyond just this one million.

Running from his seat to the stage, he gradually calmed down, and when he stood between Jiang Wen and Xie Nan, aside from his flushed face, he became quite composed.

"Yang Yu, right? Introduce yourself, which department do you belong to?"

Jiang Wen handed the microphone to Yang Yu.

No wonder he didn't recognize Yang Yu; although belonging to the same entertainment circle, Yang Yu was known in the animation field.

Moreover, he had only made a short film.

Jiang Wen's level is too high and too proud; if you don't have any skills, why should he know you?

"I..."

Yang Yu thought for a moment, intending to start introducing himself.

At this moment, one of the people sitting in the front row, Old Tian, president of Zhonghao Entertainment and president of West Hao Animation Film and Television, quickly stepped up.

"This is Yang Yu, nicknamed Dumplings, the director and chief writer of 'Strike, Hit a Big Watermelon.' This animated short film has won many awards."

Old Tian couldn't let Yang Yu introduce himself like that.

Though it didn't matter much, Old Tian also climbed up from the very bottom, knowing what Yang Yu lacks most is respect.

"Seems I've heard of it!"

Jiang Wen realized, he had already heard that Qi Hao was planning animated films.

Although he wasn't interested in this industry, he also felt that there's no reason that something Hollywood and Neon can produce cannot be done by Huaxia.

Qi Hao willing to invest in a fledgling industry, with such ambition at a young age, is quite remarkable.

"Thank you Director Jiang Wen, your 'Let the Bullets Fly' is simply a masterpiece, I learned a lot from it, hope to have the opportunity to communicate with you."

Yang Yu shook hands with Jiang Wen.

Feeling today is like a dream.

Such a beautiful dream, really doesn't want to wake up.

"Yang Yu got a total investment of sixty million from West Hao Animation Film and Television, working on an animated feature film, which is currently in preparation. Everyone please applaud, let's hope this film achieves great success..."

Old Tian injected another dose of enthusiasm into Yang Yu.

"Thank you, thank you everyone!"

The applause was so intense, Yang Yu only felt his head was hot.

"We'll also hold a celebration like this for you when the time comes!"

Old Tian is someone who draws ambitious plans very well.

The advantage he has over other bosses is that the plans he draws get fulfilled.

Actually, this promise isn't difficult.

The company was supposed to hold the annual meeting and combine all the film triumphs of the year for celebration, reducing costs while being lively. Adding one more Yang Yu doesn't matter.

"Take a look, how much is this car worth?"

Yang Yu switched topics, starting to inquire about the car's value, completing a quick transformation from an enterprising youth to a pragmatic guy.

"The car itself should be worth around three hundred and twenty thousand, the company will help handle all procedures, it'll be about three hundred and sixty thousand on the road."

A prize worth three to four million certainly needs to be reported to him as president.

"Then I'll transfer it for three hundred thousand, anyone interested?"

Yang Yu's eyes lit up, but seemingly not the way people expected, he actually wanted to immediately transfer his prize.

A three hundred sixty thousand road-ready car sold for three hundred.

The key is, the car hasn't been collected yet, it's completely untouched by anyone.

Such luxury cars, sometimes even second-hand ones aren't cheap.

Now suddenly getting an 83% discount, someone immediately stood up showing interest in taking over.

"Young people like sports cars, why don't you keep it yourself?"

Jiang Wen was curious and asked.

With his status, he inquired whenever curious.

"I'm planning to use the money from selling the car to make the movie, three hundred thousand is quite a lot, can do many things."

Yang Yu's tone was firm, obviously not spur-of-the-moment.

Keep it for himself to drive?

Come on, he spends all his time in the studio, doesn't even take weekends off.

Zhonghao Entertainment made a talent apartment for employees near the company, Yang Yu shamelessly moved in, walking to the company takes less than ten minutes.

He doesn't need a car, nor does he have a place to park.

If he doesn't quickly transfer it today with so many wealthy people, would it depreciate keeping it?

"You have the mindset for it, you'll definitely succeed in making films."

Jiang Wen also viewed this young man with admiration.

This celebration ended with a Ferrari, and for a long time afterward, it was talked about by people in the industry.

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