Containing content or something is of course an excuse.
Whether this movie will make money or not, he knows better than Mr. Qu and Han Fei in front of him.
Of course, Meng Lang's decision to invest in a movie this time was not all for the purpose of making money.
Movies are a very interesting industry.
You can invest hundreds or even tens of millions just for the same shooting props.
You can also invest hundreds of millions or billions just to restore realistic live scenes...
For example, a "super fortress" far away in the mountains.
Another example...a "doomsday cruise ship" costing billions to build?
Under normal circumstances, Meng Lang would have spent huge sums of money to build such a "doomsday cruise ship" with almost no practicality and full of refuge properties.
Such a big movement cannot be concealed, and this kind of weird behavior is bound to arouse suspicion.
The military intelligence agencies of various countries are fine.
No matter how much they investigate, they can't find anything. After all, only when the end comes will the things Meng Lang builds truly show their usefulness.
But once the Night Demons know that they are doing such a big project, it may touch their sensitive nerves...
Although there are many fanatical "doomsday enthusiasts" on the earth, Meng Lang can guarantee that in the future, he will definitely be the most fanatical and eye-catching one!
In this case, it is necessary to find a reasonable excuse for your various weird investment behaviors.
And what excuse is there that “making a movie” can’t solve?
What? You want to build a "super fortress"?
Hmm! I’m going to make a hard-core science fiction drama about Earth’s heroes resisting alien invasion…
What? You want to build another "doomsday cruise ship" with an independent ecological cycle system that can last for decades without docking?
Yes! I am planning to make a utopian-themed ocean-apocalyptic drama that explores human nature...
Look, a perfect cover with no flaws!
I will tell you openly and honestly what I want to do, but everything I do is to make movies!
Fortresses, cruise ships, etc. are just shooting props. At most, they cost a little money to make them look more realistic...
I don’t care if you believe it or not, as long as the Night Demons believe it!
As a foreigner, you should be immune to all kinds of weird and confusing behaviors of humans...right?
Therefore, in addition to medical treatment, ecological recycling breeding, financial investment, and the field of artificial intelligence that will definitely be involved in the future, the next industry Meng Lang will enter is very clear... the film and television industry!
"Mr. Meng, let me call you Brother Meng. To be honest, the film and television industry has been in recession in the past two years.
From film and television projects, to film and television companies, to listed companies in the secondary market, there is a shortage of money everywhere!
Small companies have a hard time, big companies have a hard time.
After the wild growth in the past few years, hot money has retreated on a large scale, and now content supervision is high-pressure.
Even if we producers see a good script, it’s not easy to get investment!
This investment from your friend can be described as a timely help!"
Mr. Qu first complained about the industry, thanked Meng Lang's "friends", and then suddenly changed the subject.
"If you can come up with 200 million at once, I certainly don't doubt your friend's strength and sincerity. That's it..."
You see, now that you have 200 million, plus Miss Yan's 20 million, you are definitely the big investor in this movie.
I wonder if your friend has any other requirements besides the normal box office share?
For example, details about financial accounts and expenses, large or small contracts, or actor recommendations?"
Mr. Qu probed carefully.
His words may seem ordinary, but only people in the industry can understand the deep meaning behind his words.
Making a movie is the same as making a project. Naturally, whoever invests more money will have a greater say.
Now Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei combined far surpass Mr. Qu as the sponsor, which means there are many things. Even if Mr. Qu is the chief producer, he still has to respect their opinions.
Then he was a little unsure about many things...
The film and television industry is notoriously deep.
The financial accounts, contracts, or actor recommendations he just mentioned were vague, but if translated in the words of industry insiders, it would be...
Is the 200 million you gave me white money or black money? Does it need to be laundered?
Should we use Yin and Yang contracts to avoid taxes?
Some big bosses make movies just to support celebrities or make a certain mistress popular. Do your "friends" have any needs in this regard?
Originally, who would decide to invest such a large amount of money so hastily? This is not scientific at all!
If you have other plans, that would be more reasonable.
Of course, for Meng Lang, who knew nothing about the unspoken rules of the industry, this was a completely different situation...
He was confused.
But it doesn't matter. He has always been responsible for strategic decisions, and the specific business operations are naturally taken over by "professionals"...
"Ahem! I'm just a small employee of the company, and I don't know much about these details. I'll introduce my friends to you later, and you can talk about it yourself."
Company employee?
Mr. Qu's mouth twitched.
What kind of company employee can open his mouth and spit out 200 million?
Even if it's really your "friend's" money, does this relationship still require you to be a small employee of the company?
"But... regarding actor recommendation, my friend may actually have a small request..."
Meng Lang didn't know what he was thinking of, but a smirk suddenly appeared on his lips.
Seeing Meng Lang's strange smile, Mr. Qu would have misunderstood.
Sure enough! I’ll just say it!
Who these days would decide to invest 200 million in a movie after listening to less than ten minutes of script explanation?
It seems that he is another rich second generation who wants to use traffic to become a famous star?
For this kind of people, whether the movie is profitable or not is secondary, the key is to make the beauty smile!
But to make such a request so blatantly in front of Yan Weiwei... Is this really a man with cute and big breasts?
But seeing Yan Weiwei's expression as usual... could it be that I misunderstood?
"Of course that's no problem. Apart from the protagonist, if you want any role, just ask!"
He is a big benefactor, so of course he has to give him some face.
Of course, the premise is that he can really come up with 200 million...
"Mr. Meng, thank you so much!"
Han Fei looked excited and his mouth was a bit awkward.
A sudden turn of events!
This is simply a twist!
If it weren't for Meng Lang, he wouldn't have been able to write this script, and now he's helping to solve the film's funding problem.
He felt that Meng Lang might be the noble man sent by God to save him?
At this moment, Han Fei's favorability level for Meng Lang reached "reverence"!
Meng Lang looked at Han Fei who looked grateful, his heart moved, and he smiled.
"I saw you last time at the driving school. From the look of you, you seemed to like racing?"
"Well! My dream when I was little was to become an excellent racing driver like you!
Although I am just a newbie who just got my driver's license and just got my own car.
But I have never given up on this dream. If I have the opportunity in the future, I also hope to have my own car and ride on the track!"
After Han Fei finished speaking with an excited face, he realized that he seemed to have lost his composure.
Seeing Meng Lang's strange expression, he immediately scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Uh...did I say too much? I really made you laugh."
Are you kidding?
No, no, no, what you said is not to make me laugh, but to make me laugh...
Meng Lang sighed secretly in his heart.
No matter what, after all, it will be a cash cow in the future, and maybe he can develop into his own "gold medal director".
Then... help people to the end!
Seeing that the two had a good chat, Mr. Qu was also satisfied and immediately reminded Han Fei.
"Thanks to the help of Brother Meng, we were able to raise the funds this time. Can't you give Brother Meng a drink?"
"Yes, yes! I...I propose a toast to you!" Han Fei quickly raised the barley tea in his hand.
"Haha! Director Han is too polite. All of us are just interested in your talent and talent. How can someone who makes money for everyone come here to respect you?
It should be us who should respect you! Everyone, right?"
"Yes, yes! Director Han, it's up to you whether you can make money from this investment! Come on, come on! Let's toast to the famous directors of the future!"
Mr. Qu naturally followed the good deeds and agreed cheerfully.
Director Han?
Will I become a Korean director now?
This sudden new title immediately made Han Fei's whole body feel light and airy, as if he had stepped on cotton under his feet, so that he didn't even notice that the cup had been changed.
He drank it down in one gulp, his face flushed with excitement.
Meng Lang watched this scene with a smile, and then looked at his watch.
"Mr. Qu, you see it's getting late. Otherwise, we'll be here today. I'll go back and inform my friend so that she can contact you as soon as possible?"
"Okay, okay! I'll leave everything to Mr. Meng!" The chubby Mr. Qu smiled more like a Maitreya Buddha.
Mr. Qu went to check out, and Meng Lang and the others walked to the parking lot together.
"Where is Director Han from? A local? It's good to be close to home!"
"How many years have you been working? Is it hard to be a screenwriter? Is your spare time rich? What sports do you like?"
"..."
Under Yan Weiwei's somewhat strange gaze, Meng Lang pulled Han Fei along the way, talking about it with enthusiasm, and his mouth almost never stopped.
Han Fei was confused all the way as Meng Lang directed him all the way. Meng Lang kept leading the topic, so he had no time to think about other things.
"By the way, is Director Han married?" Meng Lang thought hard and found a new topic.
"Uh...you are kidding, I don't have a girlfriend yet."
"Oh! Then Director Han needs to hurry up. As a man, your career is booming, how can you fall in love? Have you fallen in love with someone?"
"Well... to tell you the truth, I have had a crush on my childhood sweetheart, the girl next door, since I was in high school, and I swore not to marry anyone other than her.
It's a pity that she later became a goddess, but I failed in my career, so I didn't have the courage to confess..."
Han Fei scratched his head in embarrassment.
high school?
Is that 18 years old? Now you are over thirty and still not married...
emm…
Although the story is very touching, at least... you have fulfilled your vow not to marry her unless you have her?
"Director Han, I'm not telling you this. How can you be so timid about confessing your feelings?" Meng Lang said with a serious look on his face.
“The longer a person’s feelings are buried, the harder it is to let them go!
One day you will understand that it is never time that can heal a long-lasting relationship, but the relief in your heart.
Ask yourself, can you really let go of this relationship?
We always say that time remains the same, but we don’t know if your feelings are still the same as before?”
After Meng Lang finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and patted his shoulder with a sad expression on his face.
"You have to know that the purpose of confession is to express your feelings, not to ask for a relationship..."
Han Fei was stunned.
We always say that time remains the same, but we don’t know if it is the same as before?
The so-called confession is to express one's feelings, not to ask for a relationship?
These two sentences were like a ray of light, instantly illuminating the fog in Han Fei's heart.
"But I..."
"Now that you have a successful career and are about to reach the peak of your life, why don't you still strive for your own happiness?
Trust me! If you don’t want to regret it later, just confess it right away!”
Meng Lang said inspiring words and forced Han Fei into the driver's seat.
"I...should I really go?" Han Fei held the steering wheel, with the last trace of cowardice and struggle remaining on his face.
"Nonsense! If you stop the car, you don't love her enough!"
Han Fei finally got excited and gritted his teeth!
"Okay! I'll give it a go!"
"Buzz~"
Watching the second-hand crowd roaring away, Meng Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead.
Fortunately, I am finally lame...
"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze?"
"Oh? No... nothing?"
Yan Weiwei panicked and gathered her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze to cover up her recent gaffe.
This guy...how can he act like a life coach...
Meng Lang glanced at her doubtfully, without thinking much, turned around and took out his cell phone.
"Hey! 122? I'm reporting someone for drunk driving! Yes! The license plate number is..."
Yan Weiwei: "..."
She was confused and immediately became confused in the wind!
Damn it!
Where is the life coach you promised?
The Korean director was so enthusiastic that I thought you were going to give me a thumbs up.
As a result, he hit 122 on the back foot?
Snake disease?!
Meng Lang ignored Yan Weiwei, who was stunned, and looked in the direction Han Fei left with a smile...
The cup just now is a 25ml cup, 55° white wine.
The blood alcohol content detected was about 30ml...
With this kind of alcohol concentration, according to the Road Traffic Safety Law, the driver's license will be suspended for six months and a fine of not less than 1,000 yuan but not more than 2,000 yuan will be imposed.
Well! I can only help you so far for the time being.
Don’t worry, when I get the chance, I will help you revoke your driver’s license!
