To be honest, given Zhang Yang's current vision and capabilities, it wasn't as though he had no ideas about how to breathe new life into this film city.
After all, there was a whole playbook for the cultural tourism industry these days.
But first, it required money.
And not just a little—at least tens of billions.
Second, the title "Oriental Hollywood" was already claimed by another film city in China, one whose status was unshakable: the one in Hengdian.
That film city had been developing for twenty or thirty years, practically spanning the entire history of China's entertainment industry. It was a true giant, fully established and massive in scale.
Zhang Yang wasn't putting himself down to praise others.
His own Huaying Film and Television Base wasn't even fit to carry their shoes right now. Even if tens of billions were invested in the future, it still couldn't compare to theirs.
"Forget it. I'll claim the other rewards first," Zhang Yang thought.
After leveling up again, his system's daily cashback had smoothly reached the 300,000-per-day tier, meaning his annual cashback could reach nearly 110 million.
Even if he owned no businesses at all and simply lounged around for a year, an income of over a hundred million would be enough for him to live freely and comfortably, above the crowd. He might even have it easier than he did now.
After all, he had many businesses under his name now, and so many people depended on him for their livelihoods. He had responsibilities to shoulder.
"There's also the level-up gift pack." Zhang Yang finally focused on the main event before him.
Every time, the system's level-up gift packs brought him more or less of a surprise. They might not have been earth-shattering, but they had never disappointed him.
Hopefully, this