"Haha, Brother Xun, as your number one sister in Huayi, she will bring me up. Mr. Wang is enough to give me Li Xun's face."

Li Xun doesn’t want to pretend, but he has reasons to pretend. This is the world of adults.

If possible, he would rather live a simple life as a landlord collecting rent every day.

However, now that we have achieved this point, there is no way out.

Many people expect him to have a meal!

Wang Zhongjun glanced at Zhou Xun next to him and said with a smile: "Always Li is a guest! It should be. Come on, come and go into my office and say."

Zhou Xun smiled and said to Li Xun: "Today's Lantern Festival, I'm going home for dinner, and I'll treat you another day."

After hearing her mention it, Li Xun remembered that today was the Lantern Festival. He nodded and said, "Okay, leave a number and get in touch next day."

Li Xun and Zhou Xun exchanged private numbers, and then said to Wang Zhongjun who was standing by: "Mr. Wang, my cousin comes to find my partner Lu Xue. Please send someone to take her to Lu Xue's place."

Wang Zhongjun waved to the secretary's desk and called a girl to take He Wanrou to find Lu Xue.

Then, Li Xun and Wang Zhongjun walked into his office.

Everyone knows that Wang Zhongjun likes to collect, and both beauties and celebrities like calligraphy and paintings.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Xun saw a painting of Jiangnan water town hanging on the wall opposite the main entrance.

The reason why Li Xun recognized this oil painting at a glance was because he saw it in director Chen Yifei's last work "The Barber" in 2005.

"Mr. Li likes painting, too?"

When Wang Zhongjun saw Li Xun staring at the painting on the wall as soon as he entered the door, he asked casually.

Li Xun waved his hand: "I can't say I like it, I just think it looks good."

Talking about art with people who don’t understand art is purely playing the piano for cows. Wang Zhongjun did not talk about the topics of calligraphy and painting, so he reached out and made a gesture to invite Li Xun to sit down.

"Mr. Li drinks tea or coffee?"

Li Xun sat down and said, "If possible, just give me a bottle of mineral water."

Wang Zhongjun smiled and pressed the secretary's desk prompt. Soon, the second constipation poured a cup of coffee for him and brought him a bottle of mineral water for Li Xun.

Li Xun unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, twisted it, and put it down, and said, "Mr. Wang, you should have guessed my purpose by 80 points. I, Li Xun, said it quickly.

"The Sound of Wind" is the most important project of Beijing Culture this year. At the end of the year, your brother wanted me to give the copyright to you. You should know that although the quarrel was a bit unpleasant before, we won't talk about the past today..."

Wang Zhongjun couldn't help but complain, saying that he wouldn't even talk, why do you still have to say it now?

Like an old fox, he certainly wouldn't say this. He said, "What are we talking about today?"

"Cooperation..." Li Xun said two words: "We two of us cooperate together..."

"What's your Beijing culture?" Faced with business matters, Wang Zhongjun pushed his glasses and questioned: "Is it a channel? Or a production team?"

Li Xun was silent and looked down upon.

This is caused by the instability of the basic market.

If Beijing culture has a basic foundation like Bona Glory, would Wang Zhongjun dare to say this?

Needless to say.

Definitely not dared.

It seems that it is important to form your own behind-the-scenes shooting team and your own promotional and distribution channels as soon as possible, and to form a benign relationship network on the platform.

“We have funds, adequate funds.”

After the basic establishment of Beijing Culture was completed, Li Xun injected another 100 million yuan into the company to facilitate the development of all TV and film projects this year.

Because Li Xun owns 100% of the shares, no shares are entangled.

"Young people, it's not enough to have money alone, they also need connections."

Wang Zhongjun stood up and walked to the back of the desk, took out a cigar and said, "Do you want one?"

"I can't get used to that thing. Mr. Wang, do you want to try this?" Li Xun waved his hand, took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket and signaled.

Wang Zhongjun was a person who had seen the world. When he saw the cigarette Li Xun took out, he was stunned: "Can you still get such a special little panda?"

"Gived it from the elders in the family."

Li Xun smiled and said that this cigarette was from He Wanrou during the Chinese New Year.

He Ming is relatively addicted to smoking, and the amount he spends every month is left, and there are more than twenty pieces in his family.

He Wanrou knew that Li Xun smoked, and then she let all her dad's cigarettes go.

It's cheaper Li Xun.

Didn’t you just say that he has no connections?

Silently, he successfully moved back to a game.

Although it is a big banner.

Wang Zhongjun took the cigar back and walked back to take Li Xun's cigarettes, which he specially provided for the little panda to smoke, but he didn't smoke much. Of course, he knew what Li Xun meant when he talked about the elders in his family.

It means that this kind of smoke has never stopped.

What level hasn't stopped this kind of smoke?

After thinking a little, I probably got it.

Thinking of some news I found some time ago, it seems that the deputy director of radio and television is not his biggest connection.

Wang Zhongjun sniffed and pointed the special offer of the little panda, and took a beautiful breath: "Xiao Li, it's easy to cooperate. You Beijing Culture contribute money, and we Huayi contribute people and efforts. In the end, we have 50% of the accounts. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xun deliberately pretended to be surprised: "Mr. Wang is really good at making plans. Whether this project makes money or not, you Huayi will not lose. But for our Beijing culture, even if you make money, you may lose money. Isn't Mr. Wang bullying people!"

"What's up to the negotiation! No company can do such a big project. If you have money in Beijing Culture, you will pay for it. If you have money, you will contribute to it. If you have someone in Huayi, you will pay it. In the end, you will pay it for 50% of the money. Isn't this just right!"

Even if Li Xun shows that I have a backer, don’t underestimate my attitude, Wang Zhongjun still looks like I am sure of you.

This is just bullying.

Li Xun was quite unhappy.

Wait for me, wait until I get your Huayi shares, and when you brothers feel distressed in the future.

He was unhappy, but he couldn't show it on his face. Li Xun laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm here to talk sincerely. How can we continue to talk about Mr. Wang like this now? I also want to give me some chance to make money, right? You said so! Mr. Wang?"

"Xiao Li said this indeed." Wang Zhongjun nodded: "That's it, our Huayi will generate 30% of the funds, and your Beijing Culture will generate 70% of the funds, and the last 50% of the funds, this is worthy of you, Brother Li!"

It seems that Li Xun does not suffer any losses, and the project "The Sound of the Wind" cannot be discussed.

"Okay, then just do as Mr. Wang said. But at the beginning, I was looking for Master San. He told me that as long as I find a company that is willing to develop this project together, he will fully support me. Master San said this, so how can I not tell him the truth? Mr. Wang, are you right?"

Want to take the big shot, but in a dream, I pulled Zhongying into the scene and gave him a piece of cake.

If possible, find an opportunity to let Shanghai Film and Television and Television divide it together.

Anyway, he doesn't expect the movie to make much money, but he can't let the Wang brothers enjoy such a big piece of cake alone.

Wang Zhongjun didn't know what Li Xun was thinking. He snatched the cigarette butt in the ashtray and remembered what Han Sanping said to him at the dinner last night.

He weighed the pros and cons and thought that if China Film joined in, he would definitely not have to worry about the schedule of films being released in the future.

Thinking of this, he said, "No problem, let's talk to Mr. San tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll arrange the place."
Chapter completed!