When Fang Jing arrived, he remembered that Huang Bo seemed to have made a movie in his previous life, but he had not seen the specific content. It was said that the results were okay.
"A comedy! Currently we only have the script and a few staff members, and we don't have a clue about the rest."
Finding the right actors is not easy. You have to negotiate the schedule and price. All Huang Bo can think of is to use his connections to invite friends to participate in the show, so that the price can be lower.
If it sells well at the box office, each person can make up a big red envelope, and everything will be over if he rushes to the street. If he owes a favor, he will find an opportunity to pay it back in the future.
"Then when are you going to start filming?"
"It's hard to say. I will be busy for a while next year. It depends on the situation. If it doesn't work, it will be the year after next."
Looking up at Fang Jing, Huang Bo tried to ask: "How about you play a guest role then?"
Fang Jing is very popular right now, and his popularity cannot be guaranteed. He has more fans than him. With such a top traffic person joining the show, he must be able to attract some viewers to the cinema.
What he's afraid of is that Fang Jing doesn't dare to go. The more people watch, the more people will criticize. If the performance is not good, Fang Jing may be scolded to death.
Especially with his acting skills, the difference is obvious in comparison!
"No problem! Let me know when you decide to take pictures."
Isn't it just making a movie? The sceneries should not be fake, do it once, not twice, and try your best to meet the director's requirements.
Now every time he shoots a drama, he feels that his acting skills are improving and he can learn a lot from some veteran actors.
As long as he works hard and takes more shots, he doesn't believe it can't reach the level of a movie.
"Okay! It's settled then." Huang Bo yawned, "I'm going to go back to bed first. My assistant will give you the phone numbers of the director and the editor and prop master."
"Prepare the crew and actors, and I will send you the money when the time comes."
Middle-aged people have no choice but to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup. Except for Fang Jing, everyone else in the men's gang is over forty and has started a family. After a night of not sleeping, the backache will take several days to recover.
"No rush! It's still early, you have a good rest."
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After playing games all night, Fang Jing still had some energy left, so he grabbed a few changes of clothes and went home with his backpack on his back.
No matter how good a hotel is, it's still not as comfortable as sleeping at home.
After sleeping until the afternoon, Fang Jing dreamed that someone was knocking on the door. When he woke up, it was true. He squinted his tired eyes and opened the door to see Yang Ning staring at him angrily.
"Sister! Can't you make a phone call? The door is about to be knocked open!"
Fang Jing felt aggrieved. Disturbing someone's dream was like killing his parents. He, the victim, didn't say anything. Yang Ning still had a straight face. Are you embarrassed?
"I've called dozens of times. If I hadn't heard the faint ringtone in the living room, I would have thought you weren't here."
"If you don't open the door, I'm going to call the security guard!"
Fang Jing scratched his head in embarrassment. He seemed to have thrown his phone on the sofa when he came back. No wonder he couldn't hear it.
"Also, can you put your clothes on? If you're not afraid of being gossiped about, I'm afraid!"
The breeze blew by, and Fang Jing felt a little chilly on his body. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was shirtless and wearing a pair of large flower pants and flip-flops.
Are you sleeping? Fortunately, I don’t have the habit of sleeping naked.
He coughed lightly and was about to change the subject. When he saw Yang Ning looking at him up and down, Fang Jing shuddered, turned around and walked quickly towards the bedroom, hurrying to get dressed.
This woman is at the age where she is like a wolf and a tiger, and she has no boyfriend. What should she do if she likes her? Submission or submission, that is the question.
"Sister, drink water!"
Yang Ning took the water glass and put it on the coffee table. She just glanced at it and saw that the bucket of mineral water seemed to have been put there last month. She didn't know if she could drink it now.
"I have something serious to do with you. If I can't get through on the phone, I have to come to your door."
"Am I exposed?" Seeing Yang Ning's serious expression, Fang Jing became nervous.
"No! I can't hold on for a while. The company has a meeting today, and they said they want you to release an album, and you write the title song."
"Also, the manager of Xu Jie, a very popular young king, asked you to write a song for Xu Jie. He paid 500,000 yuan to deliver the song in half a month. Do you have any questions?"
"How many?"
Fang Jing took out his ears and suspected that he had not woken up.
"Write a song for him for half a million? Is he crazy or am I crazy?"
Fang Jing does not sell songs easily now. At most, he is like Deng Chao, who records good songs himself and sells them the rights to play in movies, but the actual copyrights for lyrics, music, and original singing are all in his hands.
But according to Yang Ning, what Xu Jie’s agent wants to buy is a set. He will be responsible for composing the music and writing lyrics, and he will be responsible for singing.
It has nothing to do with him if this song appears again in the future.
The key is still 500,000, how about spending it begging for food?
A few days ago, an online singer offered 1 million to buy out a song, but he didn't even agree.
"Why are you talking!" Yang Ning was angry and raised her beautiful eyes, "Anyway, she has been famous for many years and is more popular than you. There is no need to offend her for no reason. It doesn't matter if she just gives away this favor."
"If you don't do it, send him to his uncle!"
Fang Jing still remembers the song that his grandson lied to him about when he was in junior high school. He didn't pay for it, so he had to pay for a week's food expenses and send it by post.
In the end, I had no choice but to take Yan Jing to an Internet cafe on the pretext of checking information. She offered to pay, and Fang Jing sent another email by the way.
What a pity!
Children are cheating money, they are not human beings!
"Why are you still swearing? How much hatred do you have?"
"It's a big feud. Anyway, that guy owes me at least five thousand, no, five million."
Xu Jie has made a lot of money from his songs over the years, even five million is still a small amount. Now that song is one of Xu Jie's few famous songs.
"I can't explain the specific reason in a sentence or two. Anyway, I won't write a song for him, so you can refuse!"
Yang Ning had a headache. There was nothing she could do about such an artist. If it had been any other artist, she would have scolded him.
Who do you think you are? The little king asked you to write songs because he thinks highly of you, so don’t be shameless.
But Fang Jing is an exception. The newly popular niche has a dozen classic songs and Tomb Raider Notes has gained a large number of fans in terms of traffic, which is no worse than the top idols in terms of traffic.
The key is that he is so brave, he dares to use supernatural powers to steal the company's money, and now he wants to drag her away.
"Okay, forget it if you don't write it! What do you think of the company's requirement to release an album? As far as I know, this time I'm just trying to make money. If I don't sell an album for twenty or thirty, I'm afraid I won't give up."
This is Yang Ning's reason for looking for Fang Jing. According to her knowledge, Fang Jing is a money man who is very serious about money. This time the company does not contribute and requires him to write songs by himself. In the end, he will have to take a big bite of meat. Fang Jing cannot
It's weird to be angry.
"Write, just write! It just so happens that I am taking this opportunity to hide and tell them not to look for me for endorsements or anything like that. When will I ask for it?"
"Did you really write it? The price of the album is not low. Fans may not be able to bear it, and they may get a bad reputation."
"It's okay, I have my own countermeasures."
But it's important to refuse so many endorsements. Sooner or later, Fang Jing can't hide it. Now Fang Jing can only rely on the release of the album. I hope the company will deal with him after gathering this wool and give him some time to grow.