"Uh..." Zhang Ting was a little surprised.

She really didn't expect that the other party bought their studio just because he liked that miserable work.

"Sir, are you serious?"

"Yes, as long as you sign the contract, the money will be transferred to your account. But my lawyer has already negotiated with you. I require all the main creators to stay and their salary can be increased by 20%. I can also make up for the benefits you should have."

"What about me?" Zhang Ting asked.

"Are you the main creator of this work?"

"I am the creator of the studio and I am also a cartoonist. The author of this work is my name."

"Miss Zhang, do you want to stay? I can leave 20% of the studio shares. Of course, the salary and benefits are calculated separately."

"I do, I can do it without a salary...Sir...Boss, I want to ask you a question."

"Miss Zhang, you said."

"Have you ever thought about awarding "The Warrior" animation?"

"Okay, no problem, how much do you expect to cost?"

"I expect the first twelve episodes, only three million will be enough."

“RMB?”

"yes."

"Okay, then let's make it animated. If you have other creative works, you can also make it. I still like Chinese comics very much. My dream is to revitalize Chinese comics."

Zhang Ting suddenly felt like she was like-minded.

"By the way, can you call the main creators in the studio? I think I can recognize them all." Chen Zhao said.

"Of course, no problem..." Zhang Ting suppressed her excitement and summoned everyone in the studio.

Then he introduced the people in the studio to Chen Zhao one by one.

"Hello everyone, I should be your new boss soon, but I am abroad now and can't go back, so after we complete the contract, Ms. Zhang will continue to manage and take charge of everything." Chen Zhao said.

"Hello boss."

"You are all cartoonists, and you have wild ideas in your head. I want to ask a question, is it convenient for you now?"

"Convenient, boss, please ask."

"This question is a bit fantastic, don't laugh at me."

"Boss, tell me."

"It's like that. I imagine there is a person who I call him X, a person who has a billion tons of power. He can also control a black liquid substance, and also have a field of about a thousand meters. The field can restore power and have a certain ability to control airflow within this range."

Chen Zhao briefly stated his abilities: "Now, this person wants to use the abilities he currently has to develop a move. Do you have any ideas?"

Everyone in front of the video will look at me, I will look at you.

The look of looking at Chen Zhao was a little strange.

This guy is also a dead house.

Being able to ask such a second-rate question is definitely a dead house.

But they have a natural close and affection for the dead house.

"Seismic wave." A young man wearing thick eyes and plaid shirt said: "X hit the ground with his fists, and the huge force formed a shock wave through the ground, attacking the enemy, causing huge damage."

"No, what I need is a directional skill. This kind of seismic wave produces a range attack. And according to the laws of physics, after the force hits the ground, the force will spread rapidly at the bottom. The destructive power seems to be quite strong, but if you face the same enemy, this attack is meaningless."

"Forehead……"

Everyone thought Chen Zhao wanted to discuss what he imagined with them.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhao was so serious that he directly corrected the theoretical deviation they mentioned.

"Sir...Boss...We are discussing now that X is an imaginary person, right?"

"yes."

"Then we should not be obsessed with physical deviations in reality."

"Although I am an imaginary person, I still hope that you can relax your mind and need to ensure the laws of physics."

Chen Zhao himself is the reinforcement system, so Chen Zhao's main attack method still needs to comply with the laws of physics.

Seeing Chen Zhao's firm attitude in the video, everyone was speechless when they looked at me and I looked at you.

"In other words, the suggestions we made need to comply with the laws of physics under the ability of X you mentioned, right?" Zhang Ting asked.

"That's right."

Zhang Ting thought for a while and said, "I thought of a skill, and I call the name of this skill 'neutron star'."

"Neutron Star? This name feels a bit sci-fi." Chen Zhao said.

"X controls the air, then condenses the air in both palms, and then uses huge force to continuously compress the air. In this process, air needs to be continuously injected to ensure that the mass of the compressed ball is large enough. In this process, liquid needs to be added to ensure the solidification of the compressed air. The black liquid mastered by X is a good shaping material. According to calculations of one megapa of about ten kilograms, X can create a pressure of about 200 billion megapas, and the density of solid air produced at this time will also reach one billion tons. A fist-sized sphere has a mass of one billion tons, and its hardness will be millions of times that of diamonds. If this kind of thing is used to smash the enemy, it will basically die if it hits it. And if it is taken to fly to the enemy and then removes the shaping black liquid, the structure of the sphere will collapse instantly, and one billion tons of air will be released instantly, causing strong air shock."

"Of course, if X can further reduce the compression volume, the power will also be further expanded." Zhang Ting added: "Although the real neutron star density cannot be reached, it can reach 1% of the neutron star density. Of course, the power setting of X can also be increased a little, so that it can be more in line with the name of the neutron star skill."

"Then just increase it another hundred thousand times and directly turn the neutron star into a black hole." Another painter said.

The more Chen Zhao listened, the more excited he became. It seemed that Zhang Ting’s plan was feasible.

This is not just a fantasy, but also Zhang Ting put forward the theoretical evidence of matter and the operation process.

"I am very satisfied with your answers, especially Miss Zhang's imagination, which I appreciate." Chen Zhao said: "Thank you for working for me."

"Boss, do you have any plans for the future of the studio?"

"It's enough not to lose money in three years. I will not interfere with your creation and operations. I will give me a copy of your financial statements every quarter."

Zhang Ting is also very satisfied with this. After all, investors these days basically require half a year to make a profit, go public in three years, and ten times in five years. And they prefer laymen to command experts and follow the market.

It is rare to be like Chen Zhao, who only invests money and doesn't care about things.
Chapter completed!