400 Thunder Bonus Chapter

Chapter 46 [400 Thunder Bonus Update] — Sang Yu just keeps cooking up new ideas. How about launching a cooking variety show with the theme '#Create Fairyland Cuisine#'?

Cash prizes included. That'd definitely pull people in. Aurora Entertainment has done so many dramas, even ventured into film — but variety shows?

Never touched one. The 'Golden Spoon Cup Esports Live Event' should be a fun, casual livestream. — The sponsored teams all hyped up the competition, and a month out from the broadcast, 24 squads had already locked in.

Sang Yu went big and booked an entire stadium just for the finals livestream. The scale was creeping close to a legit tournament.

Sang Yu wanted the full experience, so she planned to sit in the audience on opening day. This kind of chaotic fun — watching and laughing alongside the crowd — she couldn't even imagine how good it'd feel.

Wait, yes she could. Pure bliss. =x=. She hoped DOH would make it to the finals. Top eight at the very least. Top eight meant she could flex her money powers a little — one extra elimination round, one more chance to fish them through, right?

If that still didn't work, Sang Yu would officially become a 'hate-watcher' — a term she'd just learned. In fan culture it means cursing a star out while still chasing them; in her case, cursing and still bankrolling DOH.

Same energy, different packaging. Hmm... Getting sidetracked. As for a proper variety show — Aurora Entertainment really hadn't done one, so there was room to develop.

Sang Yu used to watch cooking competitions as a kid, probably on CCTV — top chefs from home and abroad going head-to-head. This one wouldn't be that serious though.

A little silly. Dishes dripping with celestial energy? Fine. Dishes made from some monster beast's 'specialty cut'? Also fine.

No flavor restrictions. The monster beast roster could be made up. Not too many entries, but it looked like overtime was coming.

Someone would need to illustrate the beasts — otherwise asking chefs to cook 'signature dishes' purely from imagination would be way too out there. Those illustrations wouldn't be one-and-done either; they could go into scenic area installations, merch, or art corners where tourists snap photos.

No rush — wait until the Golden Spoon Live Event wraps, then officially kick off the cooking show. Two months to flesh out the monster beast lore and build up the roster.

That variety show could be handed off to Guangwen Entertainment. Aurora was getting a little slammed right now. The earlier tip-off had nothing to do with Guangwen Entertainment, but — bought is bought.

Waste nothing. Before Sang Yu even had to make a move, the once-troublemaking Xiao Zhai Zong exited the scene in a way that was bizarre yet perfectly on-brand.

Should probably be called 'Former' Xiao Zhai Zong now. Back when Xiao Zhai Zong stirred things up and sent the company into crisis, they'd eventually had no choice but to bring in new shareholders to inject cash and save the ship.

The new shareholders knew how to kick someone when they're down — and everyone knew this second-gen Zhai was a liability. Couldn't let him keep wrecking things.

More new shareholders meant the existing ones seized the moment to dilute his stake. Xiao Zhai Zong had no head for business, so it all slipped away in a daze.

When Sang Yu moved to acquire Guangwen Entertainment, Xiao Zhai Zong couldn't swallow the humiliation — no way was he bowing his head to Sang Yu — so he refused. But his refusal meant nothing; every other shareholder said yes.

So the 'clever' Xiao Zhai Zong found himself a face-saving exit: transfer his shares to the other shareholders. Take the money and walk.

No need to eat Sang Yu's dust. The company was long gone from the Zhai family anyway — 'tainted,' as he put it — so he'd go start a fresh entertainment company.

Hmm... Sang Yu hadn't expected to witness such a range of human behavior. But she'd seen this type before. Back in her hometown.

The village built a new bridge and blocked electric scooters from riding over it — little bollards spaced too close together. No scooter could get through.

One guy absolutely had to try. The neighbors by the bridge told him flat out: that gap is too tight. He just got more unhinged, cranked the throttle harder, kept ramming his scooter into the bollards.

In the end the bollards were fine. He fell on his backside a few times, made a fool of himself, and trashed a perfectly good scooter.

He'd done something 'wrong' because he didn't listen, but he wouldn't admit it — felt like he'd been shown up, so he just kept doubling down. Had to prove he was right.

Ended up with a broken scooter, money gone, face gone. No idea what he was going for. Saving face? Sang Yu felt a little relieved.

Someone that obsessed with face, that spiritually unhinged — good thing he didn't stick around. Guangwen Entertainment was clean now.

She'd rename it later. 'Out with the old, in with the new,' as they say. Anyway, Sang Yu hit the call button — 'Xiao Cao, come down to the office.' Hand these things off to someone to keep an eye on.

In case she forgot. While she was at it, she'd call Yin Rong in too. Check how the production pipeline was shaping up lately (it should be fine by now — just worth asking).

Rights were being locked in one by one. Aurora Entertainment's in-house pipeline was still being assembled piece by piece — screenwriting teams, directing teams, art departments, all categorized.

Each section analyzed in detail, matched to the right projects, with IPs assigned to whoever specialized in them. Multi-step assembly.

The puzzle was currently in its mid-phase; once progress looked good, it could be consolidated and reported to President Sang all at once. Yin Rong said: 'President Sang, Director Yao Yingbo has reached out and would like to discuss the independent film with you.' An independent film?

Oh right. Almost forgot. One of the conditions when she'd poached Yao Yingbo — she'd promised to fund one independent film for him.

Sang Yu wasn't going back on that. 'Got it, set up a time for me.' 'Of course.' Yin Rong smiled. Part of the job. More tasks meant more pay.

Yin Rong mentally ran through the follow-up items to track going forward. Aside from pushing Aurora Fairyland forward and refining the pipeline, there was also the pre-promotion for the esports tournament.

The cooking competition prep didn't need managing — handing it to Guangwen Entertainment would make things a lot lighter. · Sang Yu's acquisition of Guangwen Entertainment was now moving through official channels. First acquisition ever — the novelty factor was high, so she'd check in on the progress.

Walk through the process, get familiar with it. · Nobody at Aurora Entertainment's main office had any negative feelings about it. Everyone thought the Guangwen Entertainment staff had hit the jackpot.

Getting a personal referral into Aurora Entertainment was hard. Guangwen Entertainment just got folded directly under President Sang's banner.

So jealous. Most of the Guangwen Entertainment employees didn't see it that way. They were a mix of panic and anticipation.

Because the shift happened so fast. Just a while back they were marveling at how well The Demolition Office was doing — and how Hongming TV had scored itself a 'retirement plan.' Then the company changed hands.

Word was it happened because someone crossed President Sang. If they had to use an analogy... weren't they kind of like loyalists of a fallen dynasty?

Not a great look. But Aurora Entertainment was genuinely impressive — in under a year, it had grown into a giant within Domestic Entertainment.

The Favored One had Yu Zhitao and Jiang Yang. The Demolition Office had Xuan Leron and Ouyang Changyi. Every single one they pushed became a star.

And the qualities the public responded to were all drawn out and amplified on screen. There'd long been a saying inside Guangwen Entertainment — the boost The Demolition Office gave Ouyang Changyi and Xuan Leron was basically a rocket launcher.

More effective than anything else out there. Why? Because the two leads had massive ship fans, and their solo stans were just as fierce.

Both pulled in huge numbers of high-energy, money-spending fans. Not just battle-ready — their spending power was terrifying.

Proof came a week ago. A magazine pre-sold stock, shot a duo cover plus AB-version solo covers — hit a million in sales instantly.

The magazine itself wasn't cheap. No free shipping either. Both versions cleared a million — note: that's units sold, not revenue.

Oh, and the solo stans and ship fans were at each other's throats, which generated its own target. That kind of dominance within Domestic Entertainment was on a whole other level.

No competition. Those actors' trust in President Sang — and their fans' trust — had reached something close to blind faith.

Other companies throwing big money at them to poach them? Didn't work. There was Hongming TV, just a month ago, eyeing Yuanshang TV's The Favored One with envy.

After The Demolition Office aired, the tables turned. But no matter how they fought back and forth, the one person at the center of it all never changed — President Sang.

Aurora Entertainment, as represented by President Sang. Aurora Entertainment plus President Sang had become a dream factory with insane pull.

It could produce a The Favored One, a The Demolition Office, and there'd be Kunning Palace, the infinite-flow cinematic universe. Who in the industry wouldn't want a connection to President Sang?

But the Guangwen Entertainment employees — thanks to their former boss's self-destruction — all felt like they were carrying this awkward, built-in tension with Aurora Entertainment. No idea how President Sang would react. · Bao Qiuying was a signed indie director at Guangwen Entertainment.

Back when Guangwen Entertainment was still riding high, before the fall, they'd launched a 'Rising Director Development Program' and got a lot of applicants. The company funded directors to go study and develop talent, with the condition that after training, they'd direct three projects for Guangwen Entertainment before leaving.

The goal was to raise the quality of the company's in-house productions. Then Guangwen Entertainment started sliding, and the projects that could actually greenlight were so few — not enough to go around.

Most people broke their contracts and left. Bao Qiuying stayed. Not because she had no money — because she wanted to honor her commitment before walking.

Her best friend was Guangwen's top agent, and after Bao Qiuying finished her training, the friend had pulled strings to get her a script with one of her high-traffic clients. That project made Bao Qiuying's name.

She was one project short of fulfilling her contract, so she wasn't just going to bail. Honestly, Bao Qiuying was genuinely worried the company would hit another snag — 'new broom sweeps clean' and all that.

She was stressed. Just as expected, a company-wide notice went out: everyone prepare a resume. Directors were specifically asked to include their previous work. ...Were they cutting people based on resumes?

Bao Qiuying couldn't help but wonder. New day. Bao Qiuying walked into the office with a knot in her stomach. Whatever happened, she'd put together a serious resume.

Long one. It included some award-winning short films and documentaries she'd shot, plus the in-house dramas she'd made for Guangwen Entertainment.

She couldn't let anxiety over a new boss make her miss whatever opportunities might come. Sure, President Sang had only acquired Guangwen because Xiao Zhai Zong provoked her.

But President Sang was the boss now. That was a fact. President Sang's track record in Domestic Entertainment didn't need a megaphone — it was basically common knowledge at this point.

A pretty face gets scouted by an agency. A self-taught editor with skills gets scouted too. But getting scouted for writing fan fiction?

That was rare. A Demolition Office Is Not Ordinary had brought in a fan fiction writer to co-write and polish the script — and it shook the entire industry, big and small.

So Bao Qiuying believed what [KM Always Asleep] wrote in that essay: President Sang had an eye for finding perfection. Worth a shot.

In the elevator she ran into her friend Pu Qianlan, also an agent at Guangwen, who gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. 'Don't stress.

If you've got the goods, you'll eat well wherever you go.' Bao Qiuying nodded. Once she stepped into the department, everyone was present.

All here to be reviewed by President Sang. The atmosphere was tense — nerves pulled tight. Of course, nobody was standing stiffly behind their desk, craning their neck like a clueless goose to peek at the door.

Everyone was sitting. Working at their desks. Which included, but was not limited to: furiously right-clicking to refresh, opening Minesweeper and randomly clicking until they got blown up, dragging icons around and then dragging them back.

Nobody had interacted with President Sang directly, but just from her Weibo comments alone, everyone knew — this was not someone you could bluff. Guangwen's operations versus Aurora's?

Everyone knew the gap. David and Goliath. Pu Qianlan's stress was intense. She hadn't said anything to Bao Qiuying — didn't want her to worry.

Because Aurora Entertainment had no artist management department — they'd always sourced talent externally. If President Sang wanted to continue that model at Guangwen Entertainment, letting contracts lapse or not renewing them, then the agents... would they even have a reason to exist?

She pressed her lips together. Others were on edge too. Everyone assumed President Sang had asked for resumes to do an initial screening.

Some had already mentally prepared to be cut and walk out. That tense atmosphere stretched on for over two hours. President Sang still hadn't shown.

As lunch hour crept closer, employees couldn't help but start quietly texting each other about food. Then — a moving shadow swept across someone's peripheral vision.

Everyone went silent. That had to be President Sang. Director Qi, Director Fan, and General Manager Li were all there accompanying her. · Every Guangwen Entertainment employee instinctively stood up.

It was their first time seeing President Sang in person.