Haoliang is the primary investor of the film "Dreaming of the Red Chamber," accounting for approximately 85% of the total investment. As a result, Haoliang has been elected as the chairman of the investment board, to whom the production team directly reports. Upon moving into the Shaolin Temple with his celebrity wife, Haoliang immediately drew a wave of media attention. News outlets reported extensively: "The CEO, who desires to become a god, is now exclusively devoted to his glamorous wife!" "The film 'Dreaming of the Red Chamber' has officially moved into the Shaolin Temple—revealing the future husband of the leading actress Dong Jiao!" "Will it be about practicing martial arts or performing on screen? The answer lies at the Shaolin Temple." "The Shaolin Hero Gathering: a crowd of beautiful women—see who will be most fortunate to win the heart of China's top beauty, Dong Miss!" Under Haoliang's strong guidance and rigorous demands, the production team has achieved exceptional efficiency and has carried out sweeping organizational reforms. The once-ambitious, lusty Du was immediately stripped of his photographer position. At the same time, Hengliang stepped in, exited his controlling stake, invested additional funds to the production under the name of Chairman of Yu Wanto God Group, and significantly improved the crew's compensation and working conditions. Previously, Du had been notoriously frugal—often arbitrarily cutting or delaying payments to actors and crew—and had frequently played favorites with attractive female performers. This timely restructuring under Hengliang breathed new life into the production. The director with the full beard felt deeply indebted to Hengliang. After all, when he had been unable to withstand Du's pressure and had yielded to him, he had inadvertently become Du's ally. In truth, like the other actors, he had long resented Du. But due to Du's overwhelming shareholding advantage, he had had to comply. Now, however, he had Hengliang, our strong leading protagonist, firmly on his side. The director's salary has doubled, and the cast and crew have received a 1.5-fold increase—this clearly demonstrates the new tenant's humanistic care. Dong Jiao's pay has been raised to 30,000 yuan per episode (typically, celebrities earn 10,000 yuan per episode, while ordinary actors earn only 1,000 yuan). Of course, this is a minimum guarantee; should the drama gain popularity in the future, additional profit-sharing based on market performance will be provided. Industry estimates suggest that after completing 60 episodes of "Dreaming of the Red Chamber," Dong Jiao will earn 1.8 million yuan, plus her endorsements for various advertisers in the show, bringing her total income to no less than 5 million yuan. No, this is still a conservative estimate—her income could easily reach 10 million yuan. The accolades of "Queen of Revenue" and "Empress of Revenue" have spread across the country through television, radio, newspapers, and the internet, significantly boosting Dong Jiao's profile. The greater her fame grows, the more her commercial value will rise. As a result, the fees for her endorsements with various enterprises and institutions have steadily increased. Gao Liang has moved into the Shaolin Temple, yet everything has changed. Master Hong Dafang is gone, replaced by his longtime rival, Gong Honglai. His younger brother, Lin Tianhao, who has always supported him, is hard to find. After extensive inquiries, Gao learns that Lin has been assigned the most grueling task—carrying wood from the mountain every day, regardless of cold or heat, consistently gathering enough firewood to ensure the temple's heating needs. This deeply moves Gao, as it is now 2011, and the Shaolin Temple no longer lives the simple life of dim lanterns and ancient Buddha statues. With modern electrical systems, wood collection is no longer necessary. Indeed, many of the monks haven't carried wood from the mountain in years—has Lin Tianhao perhaps offended his senior brother, Gong Honglai? Or does Gong simply find him unsatisfactory, deliberately assigning him a heavy, demanding task as a form of punishment? Gao certainly doesn't understand, having been away from the temple for so long. He quietly went to the Damo Cave, but found no trace of Master Hong Dafang. If Master Hong were meditating in seclusion, he surely would have been visible within the Damo Cave. Where has Master gone? Master! Where are you? Where are you? My disciple Gao Liang has returned! I'm determined to make changes here! The production team has signed an agreement with Master Gong Hong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, regarding the rental fees—specifically outlining the rental site, duration, amount, and other terms. Upon seeing the production team's group of beautiful, young actors, especially the number one jade beauty of China, Dong Jiao, Master Gong was inspired. Ha! This time, I'm going to make a substantial profit—money, yes, but also beautiful women! I've recently been practicing a specific internal energy technique and have been longing for a beautiful companion to train with. Ha! I've searched far and wide, only to find that everything has come effortlessly. What a delight this is! Gong Honglai was a true little man—once he had his eyes on something, he clung to it like a greedy wolf opening its jaws to devour a flock of sheep. "I'm demanding rent!" he declared, extending all ten fingers under the watchful eyes of the crew. "Haha! I know you need renovations at your Shaolin Temple. Ten thousand! We can pay that!" the portly director responded promptly. Yet Gong Honglai remained stern, shook his head, and raised his ten fingers again. "You're asking for one million?" the director and the crew's finance officer were astonished. But Gong Honglai just shook his head once more. "You want one million? One million? No! No! We haven't yet achieved profitability!" the director insisted. "Gong, our funds are tight right now. Every expense is strictly budgeted, and we also have to report to our investors, the Wei Cheng Shen Group!" the finance officer interjected. Yet Gong Honglai remained unyielding, declaring, "Without one million, we're out of the question!" Our Shaolin Temple is a pure Buddhist retreat—exactly the right place for practitioners to focus and refine their skills. We never agreed to it!" Saying this, she pretended to be leaving. Pretending to be refined and lofty, yet in truth, more eager for wealth and pleasure than anyone else, and full of self-importance—this has always been Gong Hong's style. The portly director sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with bewilderment. He had previously spoken with Gong Hong on the phone, agreeing to charge fees based on last year's standard rates for film and television outdoor location rentals. But once the entire production crew had been assembled, the price suddenly skyrocketed—from 100,000 to 1 million. Wasn't that clear evidence of indirect extortion? Moreover, with current television productions requiring substantial investments and steadily declining returns, most shows fail to achieve a significant viewership surge. Without such a breakout, after covering all expenses, they barely make a profit—some even operate at a loss. Although "Dreaming of the Red Chamber" has been widely promoted nationwide, its actual viewership figures remain uncertain, as the current television market is far from standardized—many developments are simply unpredictable. Investment plans always fall short of market fluctuations, and viewers' tastes and demands are highly complex. A drama's potential for a major impact stems from numerous factors. In short, as the primary investor, Gao Liang's decision to pursue additional investments while effectively managing the funds is a sound strategy—one that ensures every dollar invested generates maximum economic returns. When Gong Honglai was ready to leave, a voice emerged. "You want 10 million? I can give it to you right now!" Upon hearing this, Gong Honglai's legs went weak, and she no longer wished to take another step forward. She turned around to see the director with a thick beard. What caused such a dramatic shift? It turned out that a thoughtful member of the production team had quietly reported the negotiation situation to Gao Liang, who immediately sent a text message to the director with the thick beard, conveying the instructions. The director, of course, agreed to Gong Honglai as requested by the investors. Gong Honglai seemed to see stacks of cash flying toward him like snowflakes—his eyes brightened, and he felt delighted: "Ha! I'm going to get rich! I can pocket 9.9 million for myself, and leave just 100,000 to the Shaolin Monastery! Thinking about that 9.9 million—such a thrilling figure—he almost jumped with excitement. "Great! Great!" Gong Honglai exclaimed, as his personal ambitions grew. Yet the director added, "However, the 10 million won't come all at once. We'll pay the first 100,000 upfront. How about that? Once we finish filming, the remaining 990,000 will be settled according to circumstances." "Having said that, Wang Accounting, at his signal, pulled out ten stacks of red cash from his briefcase. Gong Hong came over, eyes wide with excitement, eager to receive the money. But Wang Accounting didn't hand it over immediately. At that moment, his beardy colleague's phone rang. After answering, he pretended to be quite helpless and said, 'Oh! Gong Director, the investors have called and said they're dropping the project! The studio has already been set up at the headquarters! We no longer need outdoor filming!'”