Chapter 80 Feelings Before the game of chess entered the situation of siege and annihilation of the enemy, the message on his cell phone exploded, buzzing and roaring in Zhuang Xiao's trouser pocket, as if he was going to blow up someone's tower on the opposite side.
Pei Yan was furious on WeChat.
Mr.
Yan had agreed two days ago that if the box office exceeded the guaranteed 600 million, he would take 25%, and the remaining 75% would belong to the producer.
If the box office exceeded 1.5 billion, he would take 15% and the rest.
It belongs to our producer.
Did his family regret it?
Zhuang Xiao still held a "car" in his hand and did not move out.
He left the table and walked to the side, leaning on the railing of the overpass to answer the phone.
Pei Yan had been complaining all morning, and finally the volcano erupted: "Zhuang Xiao, now I know why Mr.
Yan agreed to be so happy.
Do you know why?
Because he doesn't agree with their group company at all.
It's not him.
Damn it, the final word counts, it only counts if their vice president nods and signs.
"I can't deal with people who have drunk foreign ink.
I haven't drunk any ink and I can't speak.
I actually just want to talk to Mr.
Yan.
He is easier to talk to."
Zhuang Xiao didn't know who the deputy general manager was, but he heard Pei Yan yelling something to him on the phone.
Pei Yan didn't say anything to Zhuang Xiao on the spot, thinking that public and private matters should be distinguished.
Liang Youhui is not the only prodigal in the world who has a gay radar on the top of his head.
He also has a gay antenna on the top of his head.
He also likes men by nature and is very sensitive in this regard.
As for the deputy who came here today, when he raised his eyelids and saw him for the first time, he was amazed.
After a second glance, I understood.
There are rumors in the circle that Mr.
Dao has a very powerful male vixen who can bend a steel bar into a osmanthus flower.
Sure enough, this is true.
The rumors are true.
"But we can't avoid this person."
Pei Yan said, "Baoding Group directly acquired another local entertainment company the year before last, which was Jane's company.
The team was all experienced old people. .
I took a look and found that the operator of the initial acquisition was Mr.
Ling.
From the subsequent planning and operation, Mr.
Ling was always the one doing the investment in film and television entertainment, and he was the leader.”
Pei Yan was driven crazy this morning.
She wanted to pinch someone, even Zhuang Xiao: "Zhuang Xiao, Mr.
Yan doesn't care about this stall.
He just likes you and wants to spend money to support you."
He doesn't care about anything else.
Film and television planning and distribution are all handled by Vice President Ling.
What do you want me to do?"
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"What do you mean you're attracted to me?"
Zhuang Xiao frowned, and those words sounded particularly twisted.
Pei Yante wanted to complain, but that was actually what happened.
The two sides eventually came to a stalemate over the share ratio figures.
The producers want to get 75% of the box office revenue after exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, or even higher.
But the issuer insisted on taking at least one-third, which was 33.
Pei Yan said: "If you want to eat 33, then I might as well ask Jiahuang to do it.
Mr.
Zhang only wants 40%."
Vice President Ling sitting opposite him, his name is Ling He.
Needless to say, he looks smart and tough.
He will fight for every inch of land.
"Then you go to Jiahuang to do it.
Why do you want to look far away from the near?
Come here to find him." us" Ling He said: "I spent hundreds of millions to buy your movie, and the project risks were all transferred to my company.
It is us who are in trouble.
Once the box office fails to sell 600 million, we will completely lose money and have no profit, and Mr.
Pei, you You make a lot of money, even if you lose money at the box office, you can still get a real sum of money from me.
You are really making a real profit."
Pei Yan immediately asked the other party, will our film be compensated?
He, Zhuang Xiao, or even popular celebrity Xing Rong, any one of them could play the leading role in a movie on their own.
When three leading male actors come together, will the box office rush to the streets?
"My surname is Pei, but I never do business at a loss."
Pei Yan drank another can of beer, and there was already a row of empty cans in front of him, squeezing it lightly in his hand, "Why do you say that I want to compensate?"
"I also want to hear how you make money."
Ling He said.
Ling He neither smoked nor touched the beer or red wine in front of him, and just sat upright: "The market is very difficult now, and the policy masters are changing their faces all the time.
The good era of guaranteed profits has passed.
Mr.
Pei, you just keep your head down.
If you don’t do planning and distribution for your movie, I don’t understand the current market.
Except for those boring comedy dramas and uncultured movies, Popcorn movies, among the several mainstream literary and artistic films from the end of last year to this year, whichever one makes money is almost guaranteed to lose money.
The more so-called movies with content, connotation, family background, and selling emotions to the audience, the more money they will lose.
The worse Mr.
Pei thinks, which category do you shoot?
Do you sell comedy, popcorn, or emotions?"
Pei Yan was speechless, obviously.
"Privately, I respect you and Mr.
Zhuang very much.
You are working hard to make a good movie."
Ling He continued, "But I am afraid that you are only focused on selling your thoughts and feelings.
The Republic of China, the Anti-Japanese War, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, and the Kill, tragic ending, How many viewers do you think are willing to buy your account?
Young children don't like to watch sadistic films with a Republic of China background.
Older viewers don't recognize these faces.
They only recognize a few veteran actors.
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What is your target audience?
Where is it?
How can the box office be increased?
"Guarantee, in fact, the guarantee is for you filmmakers, not for us businessmen.
Mr.
Yan is indeed a good man."
Ling He lowered his eyes when he said this, and couldn't help but smile, "He is talking about loyalty and loyalty to you.
People who talk about family and country are like him, and his company will go bankrupt and lose all his money within two years.” "" This guy has a really nice smile, but his speech is really unpleasant, and everything he says is choking and damaging to others.
Pei Yan really wanted to snatch the cigarette butt from the producer's mouth and take a few puffs herself.
He reached for the can of beer on the table, but his hand was suppressed and he didn't pick it up.
The person pressing the back of his hand looked at him with a delicate light in his green eyes: "I'm sorry, Mr.
Pei, I'm just a businessman.
Since you want to sign this gambling agreement, you have to give up your gambling capital.
When people see the temptation of high bonuses, we have to have 33 people willing to jump into this pit of fire.
"If you can't accept it, go back and find the person who is 40."
Pei Yan was absolutely furious.
Da Mahou has been offended, and the phone has been slapped on Zhang Shaochi's face.
He is really desperate and has no shame to go back and beg his second uncle.
He is unwilling to bow his head and admit defeat to any party.
But I am particularly unwilling to do this.
He also has a temper.
He stared at the beautiful man sitting opposite him and gave him a compliment in vain: "Ling He, if you insist on taking more, you can join our crew for a few guest scenes, just show your face, you can be small It would be better if you show your shoulders.
It will increase the popularity of the film.
The box office may explode, and it may exceed one billion.
The extra money you get will be regarded as the salary I paid you, okay?”
With these words, he probably pissed off Vice President Ling.
Ling He's face darkened.
He was touched by some absolutely taboo memories.
He stood up and left.
He replied: "You can't afford my appearance fee even if I sell you."
Pei Yan almost bit off his tongue on the spot, and slapped his face when Ling He turned around and walked away in anger.
He just couldn't hold his tongue, it seemed like he would suffer if he didn't prick him, and he offended another person.
However, this person today was not his second uncle or third uncle.
If he offended him once, he might not have a second chance.
He said this because the other person is really good-looking.
Ling He looks mixed race at first glance, has an arrogant temper, and has a look and figure that would be perfect for the big boss Jinwu to hide his beauty.
In the film and television industry, he can definitely be packaged as an idol-level star and become extremely popular.
Pei Yan also admitted that the other party was good-looking.
It's a pity that he doesn't have such a stunning face, so there's no point in going back and crawling into his second uncle's bed now.
Zhang Shaochi looked down on a rough guy like him.
Of course, with all his disobedience and disobedience, he was destined to be unable to climb onto the boss's bed.
He would have to fall under the bed.
The negotiations were very frustrating and almost collapsed.
There was no collapse on the spot, because the two people playing a game of chess on the top of the overpass were still calm.
When Zhuang Xiao returned, he drove across the Chuhe-Hanjie and showed Yan Xiaodao all the complaints that Pei Yan had posted on WeChat, treating them purely as a joke.
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Yan Xiaodao looked at those things, coughed, covered his head and shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm not good at discipline."
I'm sorry, Xiao."
Zhuang Xiao laughed it off: "Mr.
Pei also has a bad temper and is not very good at talking.
Please bear with him."
Yan Xiaodao waved his hand and said "cough" again.
Everyone understands.
The two of them didn't say anything else.
It would be a loss of face to negotiate with the other party for this kind of thing, so they continued to play chess.
This game of chess is also a mess, and it is difficult to distinguish.
The two stinky chess players were hopeless.
All the chariots, horses, artillery and elephants were disarmed and killed.
In the end, only two polished commanders and a few stragglers were left, still pretending to shout kill.
No one could attack the opponent's city.
It was really ridiculous.
Later, Mr.
Yan invited several of them to dinner and went to a private club on the beach to have fun and chat in the evening.
This person is still willing to pay and sacrifice his time, which is very sincere.
Both sides still care about cooperation.
Pei Yan was in the corner of the sofa, leaning against the dim light, and whispered to Zhuang Xiao: "Baoding Group is the only one that cooperates with the city to develop such a big project as a film and television city.
It is originally to cooperate with producers to make movies, otherwise he would develop those What are the old stations, banks, theaters, and former residences of celebrities used for?
Does he just plan to surround them and sell a few tickets?"
"Just calm down and don't get angry."
Zhuang Xiao whispered.
"I can't calm down," Pei Yan said, feeling aggrieved throughout the meal, "Master Dao admires you so much, so you are so righteous, so you should work harder and flirt with each other.
If you have the ability, just hold him down tonight."
Can he take out the money?"
The sourness was rising.
Pei Yan had suffered a lot of setbacks these days and felt bad.
Zhuang Xiao sighed softly and patted Pei Yan's knee.
That night at the club, Ling He showed his face, drank a glass of wine and left.
He was very arrogant and refused to sit with her.
Mr.
Yan went out at least three times during the trip to discuss with his Vice President Ling, just to beg for mercy.
After Yan Xiaodao came back, he patted Zhuang Xiao on the shoulder and whispered: "We are 28 and you are 72, is this acceptable?"
Zhuang Xiao looked at Pei Yan, and Pei Yan said, "Do we still have room for negotiation and rejection?
Otherwise, you can tell us the truth."
Yan Xiaodao looked at Pei Yan: "I'm still worried about your two's ability to attract box office."
Pei Yan replied: "How can you rest assured?"
He was wearing a shirt with the front open, so he simply took the shirt off his shoulders, revealing a sharp tattoo on the muscles of his back.
You are a practicing practitioner.
How much are you capable of?
Why don't you try it?
Yan Xiaodao glanced at him, smiled, said nothing, and took off his shirt.
Pei Yan was stunned for a moment Under that layer of tight-fitting vest, there was also a large tattoo.
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Blue and red, the handiwork of gangs, the embroidery of Shangshanhu.
What I mean is, don’t do this with me.
You’ve been around for a long time.
What kind of bragging rights can young people have?
Zhuang Xiao pushed Pei Yan to the other side of the sofa.
Come on, go away.
Children don't know how high the sky is.
As a result, this private room became a temporary arena that night.
Mr.
Yan took off his shirt and everything else, threw away the girdle and the blade hidden inside, turned back and pointed at Zhuang Xiao, and said: "A Xiao, if you can beat me tonight, I will let you get seven points."
Five percent profit.
If I win, is it fair for you to let us get 30%?"
"You can beat me without a knife," Zhuang Xiao replied calmly, "You should just keep the knife in your pocket."
Both of them were arguing.
Yan Xiaodao winked at Zhuang Xiao: You can definitely win.
Zhuang Xiao returned the look: How can I defeat you?
If I beat you to the ground today, cooperation will be really bad.
Your vice president must turn against you and tear him apart in a hurry.
Before the people around him could react, the coffee table between the two sofas flew out first and hit the door wall before stopping.
Both figures are very strong and very fast.
They are moving around in the dimly lit room with flickering lights.
Their fights involve fists hitting flesh and muscles colliding violently.
This fight was quite beautiful, and there was no tense atmosphere at all, because both sides were racking their brains to figure out how to lose.
With a slap, the posture is extremely elegant and expressive, like hanging a wire rope to perform a duel in front of the camera, but at the moment when it almost hits the opponent's vital point, he immediately stops the momentum and lets himself fly out.
He rolled on the spot and was immediately caught back by the opponent to continue.
As skin and flesh were touching, Zhuang Xiao used a twisting move to grab the opponent's elbow.
He watched as the opponent swung his palm and hit his collarbone.
He leaned back to avoid it and then cut his opponent's ribs.
Yan Xiaodao He stepped back and swept his legs.
One is the traditional routine of opening and closing, and the other is the wild way of street fighting.
It was so satisfying to break out in a hot sweat.
Zhuang Xiao took advantage of the situation and fell back, put one hand on the glass coffee table and jumped up.
Yan Xiaodao grabbed his calf and twisted him into the air, spinning 720 degrees.
Zhuang Xiao landed on the ground and took the opponent's shoulders.
He fell to the ground first and then threw him over his shoulder.
He stood up and pinned the opponent down.
The movements are smooth and done in one go.
Pei Yan, who had been worried and worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa.
It was Brother Xiao who was so powerful that he overpowered him.
Then I heard Zhuang Xiao say: "I lost, I lost first."
Zhuang Xiao gestured to the collarbone of his throat: "If you had held the knife between your fingers, I would have died immediately, and I would have spanked you."
"Hero, you showed mercy to me.
My ribs were almost broken, haha."
Yan Xiaodao smiled, bent down at a 90-degree angle and gave Zhuang Xiao a kiss, then turned around and said to the others, "My bones are secretly hurting.
I can tell." you" Zhuang Xiao made a fist and said Master Dao had defeated him.
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Later, Ling He peeked into the private room and rolled his eyes.
After a while, he opened the door again and came in.
He threw a hot compress bag all over his face, threw it to them, Mr.
Yan, and left without saying a word.
Yan Xiaodao quickly took it, smiled at the person, stuffed the fever medicine bag into his shirt, and quietly applied it on his ribs.
Later, the producer quietly told Pei Yan that the vice president surnamed Ling agreed and was willing to negotiate according to the ratio we talked about.
Please sign it quickly to save yourself a long night of dreams.
This matter was resolved so smoothly, and the contract figures were agreed upon, which even Pei Yan found incredible.
The fight between Zhuang Xiao and Yan Xiaodao was obviously just for fun, and no one really fought.
It was quite embarrassing for the two of them to spray a bunch of empty compliments at each other, and they wanted to praise each other to the sky.
Later, Pei Yan heard his assistant gossiping with him, and saw Mr.
Yan talking to Vice President Ling like this in the corridor outside the private room.
Mr.
Yan and Mr.
Ling stood by the corridor, half-smiling and half-smiling, staring at each other.
Yan Xiaodao said: "I'm just watching a movie, I'm not here to see people."
Ling He said: "I have never seen you spending money, treating guests, or booking a movie to watch, and then after watching it, you still spend money on the next movie.
You are watching a movie."
Yan Xiaodao smiled candidly: "I never chased stars when I was a kid, but I admired such an actor.
He is a real martial arts hero.
I am so fake.
I want to imitate him, but I still can't imitate him. " Ling He said: "So you have to invest in the money and you have to sign with them to make a sure profit.
We are betting that the movie starring those two will be a box office hit."
Yan Xiaodao nodded: "I believe those two people can hit the box office."
The two lowered their heads and talked for a long time.
Yan Xiaodao showed three fingers and gestured: three.
Ling He shook his head and gestured: Six.
Yan Xiaodao frowned: Three.
Linghe refused to give in even an inch: six.
In the end, Mr.
Yan compromised and cursed in a low voice: Six is six, I'm still afraid of you.
The two of them gently pulled their wrists in the dim light of the corridor.
They reached a friendly agreement in private and shook hands to make peace.
Therefore, between people in this world, there is always one thing descending from another.
Vice President Ling stretched out his hand easily and made a "six" sign, which was a surprise to the CEO of their group. gd1806102: