When Zhang Tan entered the room, he saw Xiaobai sitting on the sofa, shaking her feet. Qin Huifang squatted in front of her, peeling lychees for her and talking to her.
The service is really attentive.
Zhang Tan sat aside and asked, "Isn't uncle at home?"
Qin Huifang had just peeled a lychee, brought it to Xiaobai's mouth, and said with pity: "Xiaobai has lost weight~"
Then he responded to Zhang Tan's words, "He is busy at work and has no concept of rest days."
Took another lychee and prepared to peel it for Xiaobai to eat.
Zhang Tan said: "Mom, you don't have to be like this. Xiaobai can eat it by himself if he wants to. He's not a three-year-old child."
Qin Huifang seemed not to hear, and continued to peel lychees while talking to Xiaobai.
Xiaobai looked up at Zhang Tan and bared his teeth in a smile.
This little guy has lost some weight. She is obviously fat. She was weighed a few days ago and she is overweight. Now her life is much better than before. In the past, she was locked up in a rented house and only ate steamed buns.
And the noodles made in the morning, thin and black, with a pointed chin and sunken eye sockets, like a wild child.
Thinking of this, Zhang Tan felt distressed. He picked up a lychee and peeled it, and said, "I'll do it. Madam, please go ahead."
“I’m chatting with Xiaobai.” Qin Huifang said and refused to leave.
Zhang Tan: “It’s time to make lunch.”
Chin Huifang: “Let Xiaoxue do it.”
“Xiaoxue’s food is edible, but it doesn’t taste very good. Can Xiaobai get used to it?”
Qin Huifang thought about it for a while, and then got up to cook.
As soon as she left, Zhang Mingxue came in from the door. Zhang Mingxue stood at the door, looking at Zhang Tan coldly, without saying a word, as if she was about to draw a sword.
"What's this expression?" Zhang Tan felt a little guilty. Couldn't she have heard what he just said?
Zhang Mingxue said bitterly: "The food I cooked is just edible? It's not delicious? It's not delicious. You ate three bowls that day!!! If you can't finish three bowls, are you going to fight a tiger? Ah?"
Zhang Tan was speechless and looked at Xiaobai. Xiaobai quickly cleared the air: "It depends on where I live. I'm not the one who is nagging. I don't have to be nagging about anything."
Zhang Tan was speechless and said to Zhang Mingxue: "You must have made a mistake. I didn't mean it. Don't be like this. Sit down quickly. I'll give you some lychees."
He brought all the basket of lychees on the coffee table to Zhang Mingxue. Xiaobai's little hand was about to grab one, but it was empty.
Zhang Tan said: "Give it to my aunt, but we won't eat it."
Xiaobai understood the general idea and said: "Then the kid won't eat."
Zhang Mingxue said angrily: "I bought this in the first place."
Zhang Tan: “Ah, I’ll go to the kitchen and see if I can help you.”
Escaped.
Seeing this, Xiaobai was a little slow, jumped off the sofa, clapped his little hands and said, "Xiaoyu didn't come yet? I'll go see him."
Said he was going to see Wang Xiaoyu, but instead went to the kitchen.
Lunch was made jointly by Zhang Tan and Qin Huifang. Although Zhang Mingxue did not have to cook, she was asked to entertain Xiaobai. She and Xiaobai sat in the living room and looked at each other in silence. Xiaobai was watching cartoons and eating lychees, while Zhang Mingxue was playing on her mobile phone.
I stayed up until lunch time.
Zhang Hui did not come back for dinner, and Qin Huifang complained.
She asked Zhang Tan to come over today. Actually, she mainly wanted to see Xiaobai. Didn't she come last time? She said she was going to see off her aunt. Secondly, she did have something to tell Zhang Tan.
This matter is a bit complicated to talk about. It involves cultural propaganda. To tell the Chinese story well, we must not only tell it well in the mainland, but also in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. The first one to bear the brunt is Hong Kong.
The current situation in Hong Kong is to strengthen the education of the country and the country in all aspects such as political, cultural and educational aspects. To this end, the government takes the lead in strengthening exchanges in the area of cultural propaganda, including focusing on strengthening cooperation with TV stations in Hong Kong in terms of film and television.
It is to establish channels to help these TV stations and film and television companies purchase some film and television copyrights in the mainland.
Pujiang is a cutting-edge cultural town with a developed film and television industry. Last year, many blockbusters emerged, so this work fell to the Propaganda Department of the Pujiang Municipal Party Committee, with Qin Huifang in charge.
Zhang Tan's "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" was selected without any surprise, and it was requested by the TV station in Xiangjiang.
“In a few days, someone from the TV station will come to talk to you about copyright,” Qin Huifang said.
Xiaobai seemed to understand what she was hearing and was busy eating. She could never finish the food in her small bowl. The pile was so high that Qin Huifang kept picking up vegetables for her.
“Too much nao, too much nao, too much nao given to me, I will support myself to death.”
Xiaobai was helpless and full of frustration. She had eaten for so long and worked so hard, but she found that there seemed to be no less food in the small bowl. The food in the small bowl seemed to be longer. She felt lonely after eating.
Qin Huifang said: "Okay, I won't pinch you anymore."
Zhang Tan asked: “Does this mean that the copyright is given away for free?”
Qin Huifang: "That's not what I mean. We are just a matchmaker and a matchmaker for you. You can negotiate the specific details yourself and follow the market rules."
Zhang Tan understood, this meant that on the premise of getting it done, we should try our best to follow the market rules, but in fact we would still suffer a loss, because the other party knew that they had to negotiate this, so they would definitely try their best to lower the price.
“Okay, I understand. I also have something to ask you.”
Zhang Tan told the story about "I'm Not the God of Medicine". While Qin Huifang sighed, she thought for a while before replying: "Your case has no universal applicability. From a movie perspective, I suggest you not write it like this in the script.
Otherwise, you may be attacked, accused of taking advantage of legal loopholes, or even promote smuggling..."
Qin Huifang's words made Zhang Tan enlightened. After returning home, he changed the ending of the script of "I'm Not the God of Medicine". After writing it, he sent it to Zheng Youmin. Next, he should find investment and film and television companies for this drama.
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But before that, someone from Xiangjiang TV came to see what Qin Huifang said.
The liaison person is a staff member of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee. He will participate in the entire process and be responsible for communication and liaison work.
“The other party will arrive in Pujiang tomorrow morning and wants to meet you that afternoon. Mr. Zhang, can you check the time?” the staff asked on the phone.
Zhang Tan has nothing to do with it. In fact, the copyright of the TV series "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" is mainly in the hands of Pujiang TV. Zhang Tan owns some, but only a minority. Most of them belong to the studio, so if Xiangjiang TV wants to introduce this drama
, should be negotiated with Pujiang Film Studio. However, the other party not only wants to introduce this TV series, but also wants to purchase the adaptation copyright of the novel in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. This copyright is in the hands of Zhang Tan, so we must negotiate with Zhang Tan.
Pujiang Film Studio then handed over the entire responsibility to Zhang Tan to take the lead.
“Do you have any requirements for the location?” the staff asked again.
Zhang Tan thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the Four Seasons Hotel on West Chang'an Street. They can stay there, which is convenient for us."
The staff said: "Okay, then I will arrange for you to stay at the Four Seasons Hotel."
Zhang Tan asked doubtfully: "Did you arrange it? You also provided for their food and lodging?"
Staff: “Haha, the ministry attaches great importance to it.”
Zhang Tan said nothing more, and the staff finally told him to bring an English translator with him.
“Are there any foreigners?”
“There are no foreigners, but I heard that the person in charge of their visit this time likes to speak English. He may need a translator, so it’s best to bring him with him.”
Zhang Tan did not take this matter to heart and went to the Four Seasons Hotel, the same hotel where Tan Jiner was staying, at the agreed time the next day, along with Xin Xiaoguang.
“Brother, I don’t know much about this~” Xin Xiaoguang felt uneasy on the way there.
Zhang Tan consoled him: "I don't need you to do anything, just follow me."
In short, Xin Xiaoguang is there to support the situation. If Zhang Tan goes alone, it will not be a big problem. He knows everything he needs to know, but he seems to be weak and the momentum of the negotiation will be much weaker.
At the same time, Zhang Tan deeply realized that the talent pool of film and television studios is too weak, and it would be a pity to have so few people when they are needed.
For example, this time, we can only recruit Xin Xiaoguang to make up the numbers.
Pujiang Film Studio sent legal, financial and public relations personnel over, but they called ten minutes ago to say that their car had been hit by someone else and they were stuck in a traffic jam. They couldn't make it on time and would be ten minutes late.
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When Zhang Tan and Xin Xiaoguang arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel, the staff of the Propaganda Department asked Xiao Ye to wait at the door. When they saw them arriving, they greeted them and said, "The four of them have already arrived. I will take you there."
Zhang Tan looked at him and smiled: "You will be there when we talk about things later, right? Xiaoye."
Ono said: "The main thing is for you two to talk about it. I won't be there. If you need anything, you can call me at any time. I'll be waiting outside the door."
Zhang Tan smiled and said, "It's not good for you to wait outside the door. We are all our own people. When we talk about things, you can come in together and sit with us."
Ono was greatly moved when he heard this. He felt that Mr. Zhang was really considerate. He was so famous and had such a strong background, but he had no airs.
Xin Xiaoguang's eyes looked strange. He could tell that Boss Zhang was not approachable. He was obviously trying to recruit people, including other government workers into his team.
“Is this the translator?” Xiaoye smiled and met Xin Xiaoguang.
Xin Xiaoguang doesn’t know how he became a translator. He only knows a few words in Japanese and only knows how to do you do in English.
“He is a legal officer,” Zhang Tan introduced.
Xin Xiaoguang suddenly felt a little pain in his tooth. He was a legal person and he didn't understand the law at all. He only knew that he could not break the law.
“Isn’t that right, Xiaoguang? What’s wrong with your teeth?”
Xin Xiaoguang: "Haha, it's okay, my gums are a little inflamed."
Zhang Tan: "That's okay, just be patient and it will be over. Let's go, I'm going to trouble you today."
Ono followed him and reminded him again: "Mr. Zhang, translator, we still need a translator."
Zhang Tan said: "Didn't you say there are no foreigners? Why do you need to translate?"
Ono smiled bitterly, thinking, didn’t he say it last time?
“The person in charge there speaks English but not Chinese.”
Zhang Tan thought for a while and happened to see Tan Jin'er looking this way in the distance. He smiled and said, "I've found the translator. Here, it's right there. Wait for me and I'll go get the translator."