Not to mention that Mr. Tuo and the employees of Fantasy Pictures were happy, but that Gao Jiabao, the "chief financial manager" of Fantasy Pictures, was unhappy.
As the fat man's best friend, Yi Feiyang certainly understands what this guy is thinking.
So Yi Feiyang comforted the unhappy fat man and said, "What, you're not happy?"
"What are you unhappy about? How can you be unhappy no matter how unhappy you are? How about it, have you recovered from the previous incident?"
"Kao, should I comfort you, or you comfort me?" Yi Feiyang said with a smile, "I have taught you that as a person, you have to look further ahead and don't just focus on the petty gains in front of you..."
"But this is not a small profit, it is several million!"
"If you don't leave the old, you won't bring the new! Don't throw away the little and lose the much! Besides, only by giving up can you gain!"
"You have a lot of truths, but I can't speak to you!" the fat man said angrily.
He has never been Yi Feiyang's opponent when it comes to bickering.
Yi Feiyang saw his "doorstep" look and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, think about it, now Lionsgate still owes us 24 million in dividends that we haven't received, and Paramount also owes us at least 20 million.
Dividends left and right..."
"20 million? Is that much?!"
"Why not? I have calculated that the movie CD sales alone and the box office dividends of the three movies are almost 20 million." Yi Feiyang said patiently.
In fact, this number is just a conservative estimate by Yi Feiyang. According to the current situation, the total box office of the three dramas...
Among them, "Ghost" has only been released for more than half a month, but the box office has already accumulated more than 7 million, while the other two movies have failed to become popular after "Ghost" was banned. The box office has now accumulated nearly 83 million.
In addition to the more than 80 million CDs sold by "Ghost", totaling all these figures, it has almost reached an astonishing US$170 million...
Of course, the 170 million here definitely includes tax, and taxes in the United States are terrifyingly high.
But even so, according to the series of sharing agreements signed by Yi Feiyang and Paramount, Dream Pictures, as a partner, can obtain at least 20 million US dollars in net income after paying taxes of 10,000 US dollars.
Compared with before, Yi Feiyang helped Lionsgate Pictures achieve a staggering box office of 260 million U.S. dollars with "Blair Witch", but the final profit was only 24 million U.S. dollars.
Nowadays, with total sales of 170 million, you can get a profit of 20 million. This is why Yifeiyang must set up a company.
If you negotiate with others as an individual, you will be weak and weak, and of course you will be beaten by others; when you negotiate on behalf of a company, both parties are on an equal table, and your interests will be maximized!
Seeing that the fat man was so surprised by the data he told, Yi Feiyang continued: "Now Paramount is 20 million and Lionsgate is 24 million, tall manager. In fact, you already have about 44 million in funds.
,Isn’t this enough?!”
"44 million?" The fat man swallowed hard, "But why do I feel that you are trying to satisfy my hunger by drawing cakes for me? Now I don't even see a penny of the 44 million!"
"So, you have to take a long-term view and remember that the money in your bag is also your own money!"
"This is not a long-term vision, but a thief's philosophy!"
"Even so! Filmmakers are really like thieves. They can't help but steal the audience's joys, anger, sorrows, and wallets!" Yi Feiyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"Okay, I know I'm stupid and can never speak to you... But since you can speak so well, why don't you call Hong Kong? You know, your parents are very worried about you! Of course, the most important thing is
I'd better ask your mother to be noble and stop calling me in the middle of the night to ask about your situation... Oh my God, I haven't slept well for a week. Look, the dark circles under my eyes are almost like pandas.
!" The fat man stopped Yi Feiyang in one sentence.
It turns out that since Yi Feiyang started to earn his first pot of gold and make movies, he would send some money back to his family every month, first two or three thousand, then seven or eight thousand, and then thirty or forty thousand...
…
Over in Hong Kong, Yi Feiyang's parents were scared. They originally thought that it was normal for their son to work hard there and send back eight thousand yuan every month, but this time he sent back so much money...
40,000 US dollars is equivalent to more than 200,000 Hong Kong dollars!
Oh my God, the most famous Hong Kong governor here only has a monthly salary of less than 100,000!
Suddenly his income exceeded that of the Hong Kong Governor, which frightened the old couple.
I guess my son is doing something illegal in the United States, right?
You know, many people’s understanding of the United States comes from American blockbusters, and the most striking characteristics of American blockbusters are the proliferation of guns and frequent crimes, such as Scarface, Alone in the Dragon, Die Hard, Till Dawn...
The old couple, with their simple and simple common people's thoughts, could not help but associate their son with these "criminal and criminal" masters.
Yi Feiyang couldn't explain clearly. He told them on the phone that he was making a movie, but the couple just didn't believe him.
Especially Dad Yi, who has been driving a taxi all his life. His greatest artistic talent is that he occasionally drives customers to "drift" on the road to the Peak Road. He might even be caught by an unscrupulous policeman and issue a ticket.
.
The same goes for Yi's mother. Her greatest achievement in this life was when she was playing mahjong. Occasionally, her character broke out and she found a pair of "Xiao Si Xi". Other than that, she was either "chicken paste" or "fart paste". She never thought about it.
I was able to figure out the "Thirteen Yao", but I never thought that the boy I got would be able to make a movie!
Therefore, the minds of the old couple began to become active with random thoughts.
First, he imagined his precious son holding a match in his mouth and holding a submachine gun, like Stallone in "First Blood", rushing into the Bank of America and shouting: "Don't move, let's rob!"
Then he imagined that his precious son had scars on his face, holding a dagger in his hand, like the hero of "Scarface", rushing into the jewelry store and shouting: "If you want to live, take out all the jewelry!"
…
In short, the old couple were frightened and frightened by the U.S. dollars Yi Feiyang remitted. They didn't hide it at home or deposit it in the bank, just for fear that one day the police would come to their door.
On the American side, since the explanation was unclear, Yi Feiyang didn't bother to explain. He just remitted money on time and mailed some supplements from the United States to Hong Kong from time to time.
In contrast, the fat man Gao Jiabao is much more "filial". In addition to mailing supplements, he also mails TVs, VCDs, refrigerators, washing machines from the United States...
In short, whatever home appliances are cheap here, he will mail them... Brackets, this guy doesn't even know that customs duties are levied on things sent overseas, and calculated by calculation, they are more expensive than buying them in Hong Kong!
No matter what, with Yi Feiyang's persistent remittances and the fact that the police uncle hadn't come to the door at the end of the year, the parents in Hong Kong gradually adapted to the reality of having a "rich" son overseas.
It wasn't until the movie shot by Yi Feiyang was officially released in North America two months ago and screened around the world that my parents knew that their son really had become a director!
What a joy!
What a relief!
The old couple couldn't close their mouths with joy for three days in a row!
He even told everyone he met that he had given birth to a good son!
During this period of time, even Dad Yi was particularly energetic when driving a taxi. He was no longer dejected and had back pain.
As for Yi's mother, she is in high spirits during happy events, and there are a lot of bad tiles on the mahjong table.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Suddenly, news came out that the movie my son was filming scared people to death, and then all the new movies and the movie were banned in North America.
Such news,
Like a bolt from the blue!
Dad Yi was stunned!
Mother Yi was stunned!
how so?
they ask themselves.
Could it be said that our Yi family really can’t become famous? Can’t do big things?!
My ancestors, you know enough to protect Ayang through this difficult time!
It can be said that life is very difficult for the Yi family these days. Mom and dad are only worried about Yi Feiyang, fearing that their precious son will not be able to think about it...
After all, Dad Yi is a man, and he is not such a dick and a bastard. He calls his son every now and then to ask about the situation there.
Yi's mother didn't care. She called every now and then to ask if Yi Feiyang had lost weight, how her food was, whether she had been harassed by those bad guys, etc...
Yi Feiyang felt extremely warm in his heart for his mother's concern, but he really didn't want to let his family suffer again because of his own affairs.
Therefore, in response to his mother's questioning, Yi Feiyang just hesitated to cover up the past on the phone, or gave some plain water-like comforting words such as "I'm fine" and "Don't worry about me".
Fatty knew that Yi Feiyang wanted to save face and didn't like to worry his family. However, Yi Feiyang's mother couldn't get a precise answer from her son, so she set her sights on Fatty and started bombarding him with non-stop phone calls.
So, the fat man was miserable!
Oh my God, there is a time difference between Hong Kong and Los Angeles. Often when Yi's mother calls, Fatty is drooling and dreaming...
Countless times, when the fat man was about to put the roast duck to his mouth, or take off the beautiful woman's clothes, the phone rang, and then the extremely kind voice of Yi's mother sounded on the other end of the phone: "Hey, is this a family treasure? Please
Do me a favor, I want to ask about Ayang’s recent situation!”
The voice was so kind that it was impossible for the fat man to explode into the phone.
I have no choice but to stay with a smile that is uglier than crying... If you can see it on the other end of the phone, say: "Don't worry, that guy can eat, drink and sleep. Most importantly, he doesn't have to get up in the middle of the night to answer the phone like me."
…”
Of course Yi Feiyang knew about fat Gao Jiabao's hard "night life", so when Gao Jiabao asked, "Why don't you tell your family clearly?" Yi Feiyang remained silent.
Yi Feiyang has never dared to face his family members, but he can't let the fat man always be his shield.
After thinking about it, Yi Feiyang promised, "I will call home, so you can have a good sleep from now on!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Ayang, you say that, I really love you to death!" The fat man hugged Yi Feiyang directly, "Also, my poor belly fat can finally grow back!"
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Yi Feiyang did not use his mobile phone to call home, but walked out of the house and went to a public phone booth on the street.
His fingers touched the phone keypad, and the sound of "clatter" hit Yi Feiyang's heart.
When he dialed the last number, Yi Feiyang hesitated for a moment. His fingers stopped. But it was only a slight pause. Then he dialed the last number again.
At this moment, it is eight o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles, and the time difference between Hong Kong and Los Angeles is 16 hours, so it should be noon in Hong Kong.
The phone beeped several times and was quickly answered.
"Hey, who are you looking for?" A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone, and there were people shouting around, "Three are missing one. Hurry up, we can't wait any longer!" There was a burst of mahjong sounds.
"Mom, it's me." Yi Feiyang said lightly.
"Are you...A Yang? Ah, is it really you, my dear? Why don't you use a mobile phone? This number looked so unfamiliar to me that I thought it was someone who called me!" My mother was very happy there.
.
"I'm using a street phone... mainly because I want to give you a surprise." Yi Feiyang made an excuse and said.
"Haha, this surprise is really good, you really surprised me! You know, A Yang, you don't like to call home very much..." The tone on the other end of the phone was a bit complaining.
Yi Feiyang felt sad, "That's because I'm afraid you'll be worried."
"You kid. If you don't call us, we'll be even more worried. Your dad couldn't sleep well all night, smoking as soon as he woke up, or nagging you about things in the United States...
...Has that matter been resolved?" Mom asked cautiously.
"Well, it's solved, it's okay now."
"Oh, really, those people didn't make it difficult for you? I heard that those ghost guys are very stubborn and will take people to court at every turn."
"It's really been resolved, you don't have to worry; besides, it's not all my responsibility."
"I mean, those Americans are really confused and mess up everything they do..." My mother, like many mothers, tried her best to favor her son.
At this time, another call came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, why are you so slow to make a phone call? The cards have been shuffled, come on quickly!"
"No fight, no fight! Just call, my son is calling!" My mother said loudly, as if she didn't like those bastards interrupting the chat between herself and her son.
It was a little quieter on the other end of the phone.
My mother said into the phone: "My dear, are you listening? Those aunts and wives like to call me to play mahjong... You also know that I have no hobbies other than this, and you don't often chat with me..."
Yi Feiyang felt sour, yes, he didn't like chatting with her, didn't like her nagging, didn't like her verboseness
"Mom, I...I'm sorry!" Yi Feiyang's voice was choked with sobs.
There was silence on the other end of the phone, "Silly boy, what are you talking about? Haha, you didn't do anything wrong."
"I should spend more time with you, even if I'm not by your side..."
"It's good to have this heart, it's good to have this heart!" Mom said twice in a row.
"In the future, if something happens to you, you must first call home and let your father and I know first, so that we don't have to worry about you... We also know that you are grown up now, and you can do things
You are measured and make your own decisions, but in our eyes, you will always be that little kid who doesn't grow up and likes to shed tears like a slug!"
Yi Feiyang felt a warm current flowing through his heart. He glanced at the silent night sky of Los Angeles. Although the lights were bright, it still seemed so cold and lonely. Only this phone call gave others the longing for Hong Kong while they were in another country.
Feelings.
"Also, dear boy, don't send any more money to your family. Your father and I can't use it all. You have high consumption over there and can use it in many places. How can you do it if you don't have any savings?"
"I heard that most directors become poorer every day and get richer five times. If you spend today's money, you will lose tomorrow's money. So I suggest you save your money and use it when the time comes. Remember,
It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Only the money in your pocket is yours!" my mother said on the phone.
Yi Feiyang didn't know what to say to his mother's "nagging".
Yi Feiyang has always felt that he is very manly and will not be moved by this mere family affection. But now, he suddenly realizes that it would be so good to have someone who cares about him!
At this moment, the winter in Los Angeles is no longer cold because of this phone call! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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