Xplendi's office had returned to its ordinary rhythm, but Yang Ruoqian no longer trusted ordinary rhythm. The new update proved his caution correct. It said the cinema was old enough that even its defects had stories. He read the line twice and felt the familiar pressure of a loss preparing to dress itself as achievement.
Yang Ruoqian's private calculation was still very professional. The plan around the Cinema Is Too Old matter had receipts, workflow, and enough normal business logic to pass the system's eyes. Better yet, the costs were concrete: rent, renovation, old equipment, staff shifts, safety repairs, low-margin tickets, and an ancient lobby that could eat money politely. A normal boss would ask how to convert those costs into growth. Yang only cared whether the brick-and-mortar weight could keep swallowing money without producing a number large enough to punish him.
