"When there's a will, there's a way. You don't need to worry about this issue. Once it's built, everything will be fine,"
Zhang Xiaowei reassured Sun Qian with a smile, but he kept the issue in mind.
After all, it was no small matter.
With an investment of over two hundred million, if it really didn't make money, wouldn't that spell disaster?
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaowei was reminded of someone he had encountered previously.
That day at the hotel, he had saved a director who suffered a sudden heart attack.
He ought to pay a visit to this director sometime.
If he could get him to shoot a Datang Film and Television drama in the village, that would be great.
As long as the drama was a hit, the village would surely become popular as well.
With this in mind, Zhang Xiaowei hurriedly stood up and began rummaging through his car.
Soon, he came back with a business card in hand.
