Fang Jing scratched his head, "Haha! Sister Ning, this is all from the past. I hadn't joined the company at that time."
"Besides, it's not a good idea to sit at home and write words every day. Besides, it's already finished, so I simply didn't say anything about it."
"Crack!"
Yang Ning slapped the table.
"Didn't I tell you? You have to tell me no matter what. Otherwise, once an uncontrollable crisis breaks out, we won't be able to solve it in time."
"Yes, yes! It's my fault for not thinking carefully. I'll be careful next time."
"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
"No, in my spare time I just occasionally write online articles to pass the time, and my name has not been revealed."
"Really?" Yang Ning didn't believe it.
"More real than pearls."
"Then where did you spend your money? Why do you need me to advance the red envelope money for the New Year?"
"Hi! Are you talking about this?" Fang Jing turned around and poured a glass of water. His brain was working rapidly, and after a few seconds he said, "I invested in financial products, and I can't withdraw them temporarily."
"Which financial management company? How much to invest?"
"Sister Ning, are you interested too?" Fang Jing looked like a money man, "I'll introduce you to Manager Ma. He's a nice person, with strong business ability. He's sure to make a profit without losing anything."
"Get out of here! Am I crazy enough to invest and manage money? Doing a small business can make money faster than that. Hey! What are you doing? I didn't let you go. Come back, Fang Jing, are your wings stiff?"
After escaping from the office, Fang Jing wiped off a cold sweat and took the elevator to the production department upstairs to sign a contract. After asking several people, he found the old man in charge of the matter.
1.2 million, three-year copyright for Zhu Xian TV. Fang Jing signed the contract happily, put his hands on the back of his head, and walked downstairs slowly.
"Hello, Brother Jing!"
"Hello, senior!"
"Fang Jing, come and sit with me when you have time."
"Has Brother Jing come up with new song ideas recently?"
"Fang Jing, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."
Along the way, many people greeted him and looked at him differently.
The albums listed online now have sold more than 800,000 copies, and Penguin Music is planning to give Fang Jing the Most Popular Award and the Most Popular Award of the Year.
If nothing else goes wrong, the next step will be to start a concert, and then continue to have variety shows, endorsements by big names, and set foot in film and television. The future is bright.
"Ling'er clang, jingle bells, jingle bells!"
"Hey! Lao Xu, what's going on?"
As soon as Fang Jing walked to the door, he received a call from Xu Shi.
"Are you in Magic City? I have something to discuss with you."
"Here! When are you coming?"
"Half an hour!"
Xu Shi was very punctual and said half an hour was half an hour. When Fang Jing got home, he was already squatting at the gate of the community.
After being led into the house, Xu Shi was not polite at all. He opened the refrigerator and took a can of Kuoluo.
"When are you coming to the Magic City?" Fang Jing didn't believe that a normal person could run here from Jiangsu and Zhejiang in half an hour, and he wasn't Kuaiyin.
"Eight o'clock in the morning! Ah! It's so cold."
Sitting comfortably on the sofa, Xu Shikuai held his head high and said proudly, "Your company is going to make a film about Tomb Raiders, and you want me to be the screenwriter. There are a few roles that you haven't decided yet, so let me come over and choose."
"Hiss! I can't tell, Lao Xu, you can also write a screenplay?"
"I'm a bad screenwriter, just in name! The main thing is to let fans know that I participated in the production, so they can accept it more easily."
Fang Jing suddenly nodded. It turns out that there is still this meaning. No wonder the original author was added to the adaptation in previous lives.
"Why are you looking for me? Do you want me to be the male lead? That's interesting!"
Xu Shi looked at Fang Jing as if he were a fool, "Do you really dare to think that I can decide the first male? I can help you get one of the seventeen or eight male ones."
"The male lead is Li Yifeng, the first brother of your company, and the female lead is Tang Yan, who is also from your company. The second female lead has been decided. I don't know what her name will be. The investor's father, Aiqi Video, inserted her into the role. The other roles have not been decided yet."
"I came to you this time not for casting, Huanrui, but because your company wants me to invest in this drama. I'm a little unsure about paying attention."
Fang Jing said nothing, frowned and thought for a while before asking, "How many investors are there currently? What is the budget for the shooting, and what percentage does the company want you to invest?"
Tomb Raider Notes on Past Life was a hit, with more than 2 billion clicks on the Internet. It would be a fool not to invest in it. It was probably the first time for the company to make a web drama, and it didn’t feel confident, so it found a few investors to share the risk.
But Fang Jing is afraid of being cheated. He and Xu Shi have no experience in this area. As expected of this drama, Huanrui should be the producer. From renting studios to prop drivers, anyone can take advantage of them if they play some tricks.
No bones are left.
This kind of thing happens too much in the entertainment industry. The director cheats the producer, the producer cheats the investors, and they cheat each other.
When Wang directed The Grandmaster after eight years of filming, the investment gap was so low that he jumped off the building. Jiang Wen was also the same. It is said that in the previous film of Let the Bullets Fly, the investors came to the set for the first time to be escorted by a Mercedes-Benz motorcade and seven or eight bodyguards.
I came back a few years later and took a taxi myself.
Some directors would quote three to four thousand for a broken prop, five hundred for a straw hat, three thousand for a wooden sword at thirty.
With bloody examples on display, Fang Jingyou had to be cautious.
Xu Shi put down Kuoluo, took out a notebook from his bag, and said while reading, "The total investment is 40 million, currently Huanrui World accounts for 70%, and iQi Video accounts for 30%."
"What Huanrui wants is to give me 8 million, which is 20%. They have 20 million, and iQi Video has 12 million."
"Do you think something happened?" Fang Jing looked at Xu Shi.
"Yes!" Xu Shi was shocked, "This time Huanrui is both an investor and a producer, and the starring role is also from your company. There will be no sky-high prices for the film's remuneration, and it will even be lower than the market price."
"Investing 40 million to shoot 12 episodes is definitely a big production. Li Yifeng and Tang Yan have two major traffics, plus the original popularity and the strong support of iQi Video. I dare not say that I will make a profit, but I will definitely not lose money."
"Two questions." After Xu Shi finished speaking, Fang Jing said, "First, do we have so much money? Second, we don't know how to invest. Is there any way to avoid losing money on the set?"
"I have thought about this a long time ago. The money you called last time has not been used up. Add in the original part and my hundreds of thousands of royalties. It is no problem to make up seven million. The rest... I will trouble you.
The old man worked hard."
"I'll keep an eye on the studio. When the time comes, the three parties will organize a department to report the daily expenses and the number of scenes shot."
"Once the day's shooting cost exceeds 50,000 yuan, the director will personally sign it, and the production director will sign it for 100,000 yuan, and we will review and approve it."
Xu Shi was very thoughtful and did a lot of homework in advance. He thought through everything that could go wrong and there would never be a situation where money was spent for no reason.
Fang Jing was puzzled. He suspected that Xu Shi knew that Zhu Xian's copyright had just been purchased and that he had exactly 1.2 million in his card.
"Okay! Since there's no problem, I'll vote. But be careful where you go, don't give me away."
It would be great fun if Happy World knew that their employees made money from them and used it to invest in the company.