Chapter 155 Planning
Chapter 155 Planning
"That's right, Mr. Wen, the two conditions you mentioned are the key." Retracting his thumb, An Rusong smiled and said, "Well, if Cai Yuan wants to show a higher level of magic power, he needs to get as much inside information as possible, and if he wants to get more publicity, he needs more funds, that is, money."
Leaning back slightly, he spread his hands and said, "What a coincidence, I can help her get both of these conditions."
"Then, what does Mr. An need?" Wen Qihe looked at him and asked.
"What I need is something that Caiyuan can give me in return after it has achieved success," An Rusong said calmly, "As for now, well, I need our Caiyuan to recruit a believer."
"What kind of feedback?" Wen Qihe seemed to want to get to the bottom of things. Of course, this could also be understood as him being responsible for his niece.
However, An Rushong did not answer this question. He just stared at him and smiled without saying anything.
"Okay, who is this believer you are talking about?" Wen Qihe immediately changed his tone and asked.
"It's a woman named Jin Mingxin," An Rushong did not hide anything on this issue, he said directly.
Wen Qihe frowned and looked at his niece sideways, only to see that his niece was staring at An Rushong's face in a daze, looking like an infatuated person.
"Ahem!" After a light cough, Wen Qihe looked back at An Rusong and asked, "Is this someone Cai Yuan knows?"
When he said this, he deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "Caiyuan" to remind his niece not to stare at others, or her eyes would pop out.
In fact, An Rushong had felt Wen Caiyuan's gaze a long time ago. Everyone has this intuition, but he did not look back. Instead, he smiled and tried his best to show his sunny and beautiful side to the other person.
It was not until Wen Qihe spoke that he turned his head away pretending not to care, but he happened to see Wen Caiyuan avoiding his gaze with a slightly blushing face.
"Caiyuan probably doesn't know him," An Rusong said with a smile, pretending he didn't notice anything. "But there is an exhibition hall just opposite the City Center Building."
"Oh, I see. It's the exhibition hall rented by Covona Contents," Wen Caiyuan interrupted him and said, "They are now holding an exhibition on Indian culture. Oh, I remember that the president of Covona Contents seems to be Jin Mingxin."
She turned her head to look at her uncle, and then shifted her gaze to An Rusong's face again. She continued, "She came to see me some time ago and said that she had encountered a lot of unpleasant things recently and hoped that I could help her take a look. However, this woman is very stingy. She wanted me to help her perform a ritual, but she was very stingy about the cost, so I ignored her."
"Oh, did she tell me what all the unpleasant things were?" An Rushong asked curiously.
Wen Caiyuan did not answer directly. She turned her head to look at her uncle. The latter thought for a moment, stood up and walked to a room on the far right of the living room. After a moment, he came out with a file bag.
"Mr. An is our friend. There is nothing worth hiding in front of him," Wen Qihe walked back to the sofa and sat down again, saying, "In fact, what we do is not a secret in the shaman circle. Basically everyone does it this way."
As he said this, he opened the file bag, took out a few sheets of paper from it and handed them to An Rushong.
An Rusong took the document and looked at the contents, and found that the contents were all records of a conversation between two people. Interestingly, one of the parties in the conversation happened to be Jin Mingxin.
"This is..." After taking a look at the document, he looked up at Wen Qihe in confusion.
Wen Qihe did not hide his intention at all and directly explained to him the origin of these conversation records.
It turns out that in order to prove her "skills", Wen Caiyuan would show her ability to predict the future in front of her followers from time to time. But she is just an ordinary person, how could she have such ability? Fortunately, she is not a master alone, but has a whole team.
Normally, every time she provides consultation for her believers, she will arrange two or three of her own people to wait in line with the believers who come for consultation, and the person who gets the first number is usually the one she arranged. In this way, the people behind have to wait.
While they are waiting in line, her people will chat with the believers, on the one hand to promote her, and on the other hand to find out the basic information of other believers. These conversations will be recorded by her people and then compiled into files so that she can "show her holiness" in front of the believers.
After listening to Wen Qihe's explanation, An Rusong suddenly realized that Master Wen was indeed a "Taoist", but his "Taoism" was not the same as the Taoism understood by the believers. After getting a clear explanation, An Rusong lowered his head and continued to read the conversation records.
There was a lot of content in the conversation, but for him, there were not many valuable things. He summarized the two main parts: first, Kim Myung-shin was applying for the position of distinguished professor at Suwon Women's University. Although she had a good academic background, she had no real working experience to show for herself. Of course, the key was that she was short of money. Second, it was still about money. She was currently the head of Covona contents, and the company's previous exhibitions had not been very effective, and the revenue was a mess. So, she was considering whether she should end the company's business and teach honestly.
Interestingly, at the end of the document, some comments were added, and the person who compiled the document commented on Kim Myung-shin: vain, wearing mostly luxury goods, but some of them are fakes. He speaks in an exaggerated way, likes to show off, and is easily gullible. He must have had plastic surgery, but the signs are not obvious.
Looking at these records, a smile appeared on An Rusong's lips. He took the document in his hand and gently turned it around. Then, he looked at Wen Caiyuan and said, "Let's talk about the conditions of cooperation first."
His gaze returned to Wen Qihe's face, and he continued, "Let's talk about the second easier condition first. After all, this one is easier to solve."
"My suggestion is that you should formally register a 'Yi Shu Company'," he suggested. "Cai Yuan can be the president and chief Yi Shu practitioner, and Mr. Wen can be the company president. This way, it will not only be easier for you to promote, but it will also be easier for me to provide you with funds through both open and covert channels."
The "Yishu Company" may sound a bit mysterious, but in South Korea, it is a completely legal entity. Not only is there a company, South Korea even has a semi-official "Yishu People" Association. Wen Caiyuan is a member of the Yishu People Association.
"We have registered our own Yishu company, but the organization is not that complete," Wen Qihe said with a light cough.
Of course he supported An Rushong's proposal, because if this proposal was implemented, then he would be the president of the company. But now, his brother, Wen Caiyuan's father, was the second in command of the entire company.
"Then improve it and let everyone in the company do their job," An Rusong put the document back on the coffee table and said, "Because in the future, you must increase your publicity efforts and cooperate with newspapers, radio stations and even TV stations to increase Cai Yuan's exposure as much as possible, so that she can make good use of the remaining three pieces of information I provided. As for the copywriting of the publicity, I think you should be better at it than me."
"That requires money, a lot of money," Wen Qihe said.
"I've said before, I'll take care of the money issue," An Rusong said. "I'll first provide you with a sum of money in cash, about 20 billion won, you can use it first, and I'll provide you with a second sum of money after a while."
20 billion won, or 200 million US dollars, is something that An Rushong can easily come up with now, but in the eyes of Wen Caiyuan and Wen Qihe, it is a huge sum of money anyway.
"Once you have digested the three existing pieces of information, you can then do something about this presidential election," An Rushong said with a smile.
"Of course, that's for the future." Seeing Wen Qihe about to speak, he quickly continued, "As for now, Caiyuan, you have to find a way to get closer to Jin Mingxin."
Wen Caiyuan didn't say anything, but there was a questioning look in her eyes.
"You have to pretend that we don't know each other, and then do it in a predictable way..." An Rushong made a gesture, but didn't know how to continue.
"I understand. It means to let Caiyuan reveal a secret to Jin Mingxin, telling her where she can meet a destined noble person." Wen Qihe obviously understood what he meant, so he smiled and said for him, "This noble person can help her solve all the troubles she is currently facing. Of course, this noble person is you, Mr. An. For this reason, she needs to listen to this noble person and obey his orders."
"Haha, you don't have to be so explicit," An Rusong said with a smile, "but this is the way of speaking, it's very close to my thoughts."
"Is this woman very beautiful?" Wen Caiyuan asked hesitantly, with obvious displeasure on her face. There was no doubt that she was jealous and thought that An Rushong was coveting the beauty of Jin Mingxin.
"It doesn't matter whether she is beautiful or not. The key is that I want to use her to do something," An Rushong said with a smile.
"Oh?" After hearing what he said, the unhappiness on Wen Caiyuan's face faded a lot.
"So, is there a problem with this matter?" An Rushong leaned forward and looked at her and asked.
"That's not difficult," Wen Caiyuan said with a smile, "Just tell me a place to meet her."
(End of this chapter)