Chapter 148 When Did You Lose Your Face 5/12)(1/2)
"It's Not Easy to Go Home During the Spring Festival" has a box office of 38 million, which is lower than "Jian Yu Jiang Hu".
However, because this movie only cost a few million.
The actual producer, Fang Huaqi Film and Television, made a lot of money.
"Jian Yu Jiang Hu" cost US$14 million and sold overseas rights for US$6 million, which is a good start.
I only need to make another $8 million later.
According to the calculation of three times the box office, it is 24 million US dollars.
160 million box office.
However, now it is possible that even 100 million will not be reached, so the two producers of this movie will inevitably lose money.
There were all kinds of fights during the filming, and now I probably have to hold my head and cry.
It doesn't matter how good your reputation is.
Qian Chen was also helpless. The first movie made money, but it had nothing to do with him.
This second movie has at least fifty cents to do with him.
But he went straight to the street.
No matter how you calculate it, there is no way to show that he can afford the box office.
Congested.
There is a long way to go in the relegation battle.
I still want to buy a small house, but now all my belongings are piled in the car and in the attic of Zheng Chuanhe's house, so that's not an option.
Fortunately, he is determined.
If you can't change things like this, just put them behind you quickly and don't affect other work.
Therefore, he still completed the painting "Xiao Qian" as scheduled.
"Sir, our shop will provide you with free framing. Can you allow us to take photos and hang them in the window for promotion?" The manager of the calligraphy and painting framing service agency made the request with a stern face.
"No!" Qian Chen flatly refused.
It's not that he suddenly doesn't love money anymore, it's just that this bullying goes too far.
If you really give me 1.8 million, I will agree to it.
What the hell is free framing?
Generally, framing can be done for a few dozen dollars.
Even if I use good materials and scrolls to make a collection-level frame, it won't cost three thousand yuan.
It's only three thousand yuan and you want to take advantage of me.
I bother.
Do you really not recognize me, or are you just pretending to be confused?
The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency was frustrated and knew that it was impossible for him to win over Qian Chen.
Of course he knows Qian Chen.
As the leading actor in a hit movie, Qian Chen just wore brown glasses and didn't bother to disguise himself at all.
Moreover, he also knew that Qian Chen painted An Qian.
This should be a still.
The manager of the calligraphy and painting mounting service agency asked the master to work on site, but he did not dare to do anything fishy.
The old master did have some knowledge.
While working carefully, he asked: "Who did you invite to make this painting? Who is Changyang layman? Not many people are willing to do silk coloring now."
"Yeah, it's quite hard to draw." Qian Chen said perfunctorily.
"It should be cherished..." He was praising and praising her from beginning to end, and her work was invisibly refined.
Qian Chen didn't wait long before he got the painting.
He can also frame it himself, but he is not as professional as others, and his framing skills are also better than his.
Taking the painting back, Ye Xinwei was already waiting.
"let me see."
"It's not for you, what are you looking at?" Qian Chen was completely speechless to the director.
Could it be that our family is still hiding something?
"You drew this on the set, so it should be considered something from the set." Ye Xinwei unfolded the painting, and both of them shone brightly.
"Lao Ye, when did you lose your face?"
Qian Chen no longer calls him Uncle Ye.
It's really embarrassing.
Your little friend, does Zhen Kungfu know you have this side?
"Oh, I'm kidding you, this painting of yours is for Anxi, I suddenly had an idea..."
How could Ye Xinwei do such a thing?
Just a joke.
"What do you think? Tell me quickly. Don't we have one last scene today? Let's break up after filming." Qian Chen said.
It’s time for the system to announce the results of the task.
If it can't reach 6.5 points.
I don’t know how ugly I will become, or what the points penalty will be.
Today is August 29th.
The countdown reads 431 hours, 44 minutes and 15 seconds.
I have 2.65 million in cash and 32 points.
The money for "Jian Yu Jiang Hu" was given when it was released. Since I spent more than one million to buy points last month, I only have this little left.
With more than one million points, recharge one million to maintain the countdown.
In order to better teach An Qian, I also spent some money to exchange points to learn how to perform as a slut.
Before you know it, there are only dozens of points left.
2.65 million, I will have to redeem it for recharge, otherwise it will only take 431 hours, which is only 17 or 18 days.
Just waiting for the one thousand points from completing the mission to help.
Now Qian Chen is extremely lucky to have a mission to receive, although the difficulty is generally not easy and requires a lot of effort to complete.
The punishment is a bit tricky.
Why are you so careful? You're actually trying to take advantage of our family's appearance.
"Kunkou~" There was a knock on the door.
It disturbed him and the director in Qian Chen's room.
Ye Xinwei looked at the door, began to roll the painting, stuffed the painting tube again, and put it into the painting bag.
Qian Chen went to open the door.
"You guys..." It was An Qian outside the door. She looked at Qian Chen and then at the director in the room.
If she is a rotten girl.
I estimate that I have been able to brainstorm a plot of at least 3,000 words.
Fortunately, she wasn't. She just came to ask for gifts: "Where is my painting?"
It was no secret that Qian Chen painted pictures for her.
Happy to be happy.
But it's not a surprise.
Qian Chen took the painting to frame today, and she also knew it.
She even knew when Qian Chen came back.
Just don't know what happened.
Her painting was right, it was about her, and it was given to her, so of course that is why her painting was given to her, but it had not been given to her more than ten minutes after she came back.
It turned out that someone had cut off my hair.
"I'll just take a look." Ye Xinwei stopped hiding the painting.
"Okay, the painting is done and I'll give it to you." Qian Chen walked over and took the painting from Ye Xinwei's hand.
To be continued...