Paul, the guide Xue Jian Yuan had contacted beforehand, was waiting in the Wall Street area.
Despite his shifty eyes and a look like he's always up to no good,
Paul actually worked for a headhunting company in investment banking.
While he wasn't exactly a big shot,
he knew the ins and outs of Wall Street's talents and bigwigs.
Xue Jian Yuan needed Paul as a guide to find the right collaborators.
Their agreement was simple:
Xue Jian Yuan would pay, and Paul would connect him with high-quality investors.
Paul didn't care if the deals went through or not.
As long as he made the connections, he'd get paid.
Xue Jian Yuan readily agreed to this arrangement.
Spending some money was better than wandering around Wall Street aimlessly and wasting time.
Their flight landed at noon after leaving at dawn.
Throughout the afternoon, Paul took Xue Jian Yuan to meet three famous investors.
All the meetings ended in failure.
Two of them immediately looked down on Xue Jian Yuan, either because of his age or his skin color.
No matter the reason for their disdain,
subsequent conversations wouldn't go smoothly, and Xue Jian Yuan wouldn't choose such individuals as collaborators.
The remaining investor, while seemingly more welcoming,
demanded significant control.
Basically, he wanted Xue Jian Yuan's money to invest in venture capital himself,
without taking any orders from Xue Jian Yuan.
Their goals were incompatible, so they said goodbye.
The entire afternoon was a complete waste of time.
"Boss, let's grab some food, even if it's just fast food?"
Paul complained.
Xue Jian Yuan nodded helplessly, preparing to settle for dinner.
However, as they passed a square, he stopped.
"What's over there?"
Xue Jian Yuan pointed to the bustling crowd and colorful posters in the square.
Paul glanced up and casually said,
"Oh, that's some film market festival, what's it called? Anyway, it's just a bunch of people throwing money at directors."
Clearly, Paul had been burned by movie investments.
Otherwise, he wouldn't hold such a prejudiced view.
Hearing this, a glimmer of interest appeared in Xue Jian Yuan's eyes.
"Let's go take a look."
"Boss, no! We need to eat first!"
Despite his complaints, Paul eventually followed Xue Jian Yuan into the square.
The square was filled with promotional banners for various films.
Some displays even showcased clips and plot summaries.
Xue Jian Yuan looked around.
This world, compared to his previous life, was like a parallel universe.
Many famous works had not yet been created.
But some works he knew well existed in this world.
There were also masterpieces he'd never heard of in his previous life.
However, aside from these minor differences,
the historical trajectory of the two worlds was completely consistent.
This meant that Xue Jian Yuan, as a transmigrator, possessed a vision that was decades ahead of his time.
His predictions about the future were more accurate than anyone else's.
So, investing in films would be a good choice.
Besides the works that had already existed,
Xue Jian Yuan knew what people of this era truly wanted to see.
Or rather, what people's spiritual aspirations were in the current historical context.
Investing with this kind of foresight would be hard to lose money on.
As he pondered, Xue Jian Yuan's gaze fell on a massive poster.
'Titanic'
These words were written below the poster.
Xue Jian Yuan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the poster.
Even if he didn't find collaborators, this trip wasn't in vain.
At that moment, a conversation nearby reached Xue Jian Yuan's ears.
"Invest in Titanic? But there's a lot of negativity in the industry..."
"I remember this investment is my sole responsibility."
"Have you even looked at the cast? Leonardo? The female lead is unheard of! No big-name actors at all!"
"Titanic, a story about a luxurious cruise ship carrying a bunch of wealthy people sinking into the sea, isn't it interesting?"
"You're crazy."
"Shut up, and do it."
This conversation was in Sakura-koku language.
One was a mature blonde beauty, while the other was probably her assistant.
Under the blonde beauty's cold gaze, the assistant left with resentment.
He was probably going to handle the investment.
Xue Jian Yuan looked at the blonde beauty leaning against the railing.
He suddenly sensed a suitable opportunity.
The feeling was like placing a piece on the board that could turn the tide.
"Paul, do you know that person?"
Xue Jian Yuan asked.
"Let me see... Coincidentally, I do know her. She's an investor who recently came here, and you two are actually from the same place."
Paul said as he pulled out his phone to check his information.
Seeing that Paul couldn't find it for a while, Xue Jian Yuan waved his hand, stopping him.
He directly approached the blonde beauty.
"Hello, Miss, my name is Xue Jian Yuan."
Reaching her side, Xue Jian Yuan extended his hand.
Looking at his hand suspended in mid-air, the woman showed no intention of shaking it.
She didn't even respond, simply ignoring him.
Unfazed, Xue Jian Yuan maintained his posture and continued, "I apologize for overhearing your conversation with your assistant, but it sounds like you two aren't getting along very well."
"So, have you considered switching jobs? Come work for me, build your own team, at least it'll be more comfortable, wouldn't it?"
These words finally piqued the woman's interest.
She turned around and truly began to examine the young man.
Her gaze lingered slightly on his youthful face.
Even with her years of experience and impartial attitude,
she had to admit, the boy was exceptionally handsome.