Super Zoo

After returning to the zoo, Suming immediately asked the financial departments of several companies he owned to submit their estimated annual profits.

The main income of the entertainment company was from the live broadcasting platform. Based on the current operating situation, if it could maintain its performance, it could mobilize about a million dollars a month without affecting normal operations; of course, as the entertainment company continued to develop, the income might surge, but this was uncertain, so it couldn't be included in the calculation;

The fisheries company and Great Sage Liquor Industry were two big revenue sources. When Zhou Jin was in charge, the annual income of the fisheries company was already in the tens of millions. Now, with an expanded breeding scope and more economical and higher-quality fish species, the pure profit could reach tens of millions annually. After the expansion of Great Sage Liquor Industry, it could provide twenty to thirty million a year.

As for the restaurants in the zoo, the breeding industry in Sun Town, the real estate company, and some other minor businesses, none of them could be relied on either because they hadn't developed yet or because their income was too insignificant.

If he hadn't acquired the zoo, Suming would have been considered a fairly wealthy individual, with an annual passive income of tens of millions.

For the acquisition, this sum was far from sufficient; it wasn't even enough for a deposit and could only be used as maintenance fees after privatization.

"Brother-in-law, I have a plan! I guarantee it'll work!" Nangong Huang said.

"Oh? What's your idea, let's hear it?" Suming looked at him with surprise.

As the saying goes, the player is often the most blind. His own train of thought might be bound by various stereotypes, whereas this youngster, as an outsider, often had workable ideas. Perhaps he could indeed come up with an unexpectedly good solution.

Looking around to ensure no one was listening, Nangong Huang said three words with an air of mystery: "High-interest loans!"

"To borrow from loan sharks?" Suming nearly spewed a mouthful of tea in his face.

Seeing Nangong Huang shake his head vehemently, Suming then realized the youngster wasn't suggesting him to borrow at high interest, but rather, to offer high-interest loans himself.

Forget it… I'll think of a solution myself.

"Hear me out, brother-in-law. You can take out tens of millions, right? Invest in casinos, underground banks, offer private high-interest loans. You could double it several times over in a year. Don't worry, my whole family are police officers, we won't have problems collecting the money..." Nangong Huang said confidently.

"My dear brother-in-law, even if we did as you suggest, it still wouldn't be enough money," Suming said, exasperated.

"Then that's a problem," Nangong Huang pondered seriously. "Doubling the money tenfold in a year, that's damn difficult, man. Not even real estate is that volatile, and the stock market is out of the question. What's left then? Apart from drugs, it's gambling! Especially gambling. With a bit of luck, you could multiply it tenfold overnight!"

"Or you could end up bankrupt overnight," Suming said.

Suming had indeed thought about gambling.

Alas, the Horse Club was too stingy. At least let me win a few billion before sending someone to mess things up.

At the end of the year, the Xiangjiang Jockey Club has competitions, the four major events, with prize money of over one hundred million. If he were to participate as a horse owner, the Club wouldn't have a say. But one hundred million was the total prize pool, and Great Happiness and Lion Castle Dragon, no matter how formidable, couldn't possibly claim all the prizes.

Speaking of which, Suming would be quite content if those two could snag just one prize.

Then there were the Lure People, a bunch of paupers!

A tribe with a thousand years of heritage should have some savings, right? Even without historical relics, a few antiques wouldn't be too much to expect. And if not antiques, some diamonds and gold would suffice.

What happened to the legendary treasure?

The Lure People, however, were destitute, their entire tribe of nearly three thousand couldn't scrape together even five hundred thousand US Dollars. Who could blame them, having always lived a self-sufficient, primitive tribal lifestyle? The most valuable thing they probably owned was that broken-down bus, which was left behind in Iraq.

Bank mortgage loans were not in Suming's plans, as he didn't want to become overly stressed about buying a zoo, especially since interest rates on commercial loans were really high.

After considering all his options, the only quick way to get rich was through gambling, which was also blocked off.

"Long Wu, oh Long Wu..." Suming reminisced about the resolute-looking middle-aged man... who actually was already an old man, feeling both love and hatred!

Huh? Long Wu? That's not right!

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Suming's head, he caught onto something.

Who said there weren't industries that could make a tenfold profit in a short period of time?! Isn't that what Long Wu was doing?

Without further ado, he found Long Wu's number on his phone and dialed it straight away.

After the long-distance call connected, it was very quiet on the other end. Through the phone, some muffled mechanical conversation sounds could be heard, probably Long Wu at home watching TV with his wife.

"Suming, what's up? Why did you think of me?" Long Wu's half-baked Mandarin came through.

"Brother Wu, I need your help with something, I need to borrow a crew from you," Suming said.

Long Wu sounded stunned on the other side of the phone, then chuckled, "Wow, how many times have I said, I'm not a gangster... even you don't believe me!" Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire

Like you're not one, if you're not, then no one is. Suming silently criticized in his mind, then explained, "Brother Wu, my apologies for not clarifying. I don't want some street punks to cause a ruckus, I want to make a movie, but I don't know the business. I need to borrow professionals from director to the person in charge of tea and water."

"Make a movie? When did you get interested in such elegance?" Long Wu was curious.

"Just got the interest suddenly. So I came to you, an expert," Suming chuckled, "You set the salaries; I will not bargain."

In the film industry, 'borrowing people' happens quite often, and some technicians would even take private jobs on the side. However, Long Wu, who had spent half his life in the industry, had never heard of someone making a film where the entire crew was borrowed.

If that was the case, why wouldn't they just make the movie themselves?

Clearly, Suming was an absolute layman.

Long Wu was silent for a few seconds, then laughed, "Are you short of money? If you need help, I'll lend a hand as much as I can."

"Of course I'm short of money, very short. It's all because you blocked me from making a fortune at the racetrack last time," Suming said half-jokingly.

Long Wu was straightforward. If Suming were to ask to borrow money, several million would probably be doable.

But a few million wouldn't solve any problems and might only make Long Wu look down on him, possibly misunderstanding that Suming was using the Horse Club issue to pressure him into repaying a favor.

After all, he wasn't a beggar.

There wasn't anything wrong with what Long Wu did at the racetrack. After all, he and Suming didn't know each other then. Even if they had, if Long Wu hadn't stepped in, the Jockey Club would have found someone else. Every major gambling institution in the world has ways to deal with skilled gamblers, and they wouldn't allow a gambling expert to treat the casino like an ATM. If it had happened in Las Vegas, the casino might have simply hired a hitman to take out Suming and dump him in the desert.

However, since it was related to Long Wu after all, he thought about it and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you come in as the producer and investor, and I'll take care of the filming and distribution?"