Chapter six hundred and thirty seventh: TV water injection
Fang Jing was embarrassed. If Zhao Liying didn't say it, he wouldn't remember it, but he definitely couldn't say that in front of Zhao Liying.
"Haha, what's that? The company has always remembered you as a veteran. You have always supported Nanjing during the most difficult times. How could I forget? I have recorded all the meritorious officials in my notebook."
"It's just that I've been a little busy during this period and haven't had time to deal with your matters."
"Really?" Zhao Liying smiled playfully. "I heard that newcomers have become the protagonists now, so you have to give me two or three protagonists, right?"
Two or three? How dare you say that.
Fang Jing wanted to slap himself, why did he bring this up so seriously?
The investment for one TV series is at least 80-90 million, and two or three movies would be 20-300 million. How long does it take him to earn such a huge amount of money? It would take a month or two even if he makes it to death.
"Ahem! Nowadays, the quality of TV dramas is uneven, and more is not necessarily good. It is a waste of time. I will have someone tailor-make a drama for you another day to ensure that you are half popular." Computer terminal::/
"Forget it if it's tailor-made, I'll fund it and we can collaborate on one." Zhao Liying said seriously.
How busy is Fang Jing now? As a boss worth tens of billions, he is probably so busy every day that his ashes are probably cold waiting for his tailor-made.
Seeing that Zhao Liying didn't seem to be joking, Fang Jing said: "Let's go to the set and talk while walking."
After giving her luggage to her assistant, Zhao Liying got into Fang Jing's car and the two of them went to the set together.
In the car, Fang Jing poured a glass of water for Zhao Liying, sat down and said, "Why do you have the idea of making a TV series? This industry is deep and difficult to do."
"How do you know I'm doing a TV series?" Zhao Liying said, crossing her legs.
"Come on, if you don't make TV series, how can you make movies? Do you need to find me to make movies? And it's not that I underestimate you, you can't make movies."
How many steps does a movie go from approval to release? This is simply not something a studio can afford. Not to mention one Zhao Liying, even two Zhao Liying can't handle it.
Even if she could manage it, she wouldn't have box office appeal.
The last time Tang Yan's Embroidered Spring Knife was released, it was produced by Nanjing.
Getting closer, Zhao Liying smiled and said: "Yes, I want to make a TV series. I collected a book a while ago and spent more than six million to buy the copyright. I originally wanted to make it myself, but considering the relationship between our two families,
, just take care of you."
"Thank you for taking care of me!" Fang Jing did not guess that Zhao Liying was afraid of losing money and wanted to find a way to back him up.
There are a lot of directors on the market, and as long as you have money, you can find a filming team. What Zhao Liying is afraid of is losing money. She invests 70 to 80 million, only to end up with a bad ticket or fail to get the review, which will really cost her her life.
Many first-line artists cannot make 100 million a year, not counting the time it takes to get started.
"Don't thank me. Please tell me if we can do it together. You are professional in this area and have good vision. I trust you."
"Sister, you don't have anything. Plan, script, actors, budget. Can you give me some data for reference?" Fang Jing had a headache, pulled his hair and said, "I don't even know whether you are filming Ultraman or Joyous.
Know."
"Bah, you're the one filming Ultraman." Zhao Liying took out her mobile phone from her bag and handed out a folder to Fang Jing.
"Hey, it's a pink cartoon phone case. I can't tell that you are still girlish at your age." Fang Jing joked, holding the phone and looking at the image on the back cover, "This guy looks familiar!"
After kicking Fang Jing's shoe, Zhao Liying gritted her teeth and said, "Where are you focusing on?"
This kid, even though he is old, he still looks around.
"Just tell me this, if you dare to say that a woman in her thirties is old, she will be beaten to death in a matter of minutes. Do you believe it?"
You can't tell a woman's age. Who can tell me? When Jiang Xin put on makeup for The Legend of Zhen Huan, Chen Jianbin, who played the emperor, said, "Why are you so old?"
Jiang Xin was so angry that she said angrily: "It's not just to match you."
"If you don't want to read it, don't read it." Fang entered the file and looked carefully at the content. Do you know if it should be green, fat, red, and thin? Yes, the name is good, and it sounds familiar.
The first female winner is Zhao Liying, the first male winner is Feng Shaofeng.
This man looked familiar. Fang Jing turned over the back of the phone case and found that the profile picture on it was Feng Shaofeng. Good guy, there is something wrong. No wonder there is a male protagonist and a female protagonist.
After reading the document, Fang Jing returned the phone to Zhao Liying. Well, the picture on the screen showed the two of them intimately leaning side by side.
Fang Jing said with a smile: "Sister Liying, this drama is good. How about we do it together? Kick this guy out and I'll star in it cheaply."
"Go away! This is your brother-in-law, who is also the financier. We have agreed to act together. If you pay for another film, I will definitely act with you. We will have a male lead and a female lead. We will be happy!"
She had no intention of hiding it. It was going to be announced sooner or later anyway, and she couldn't hide it.
"Then forget it." Fang Jing waved his hand, "Let's get down to business, your plan is okay, but the budget is too high, and I don't know who is responsible for it. It's a clear money trap."
An 80-episode TV series has a budget of 300 million. What a money grab!
Zhao Liying was at a loss for words, "They said that the eighty episodes were carefully polished. Including my salary of more than 40 million, 300 million is not much, right?"
"Uh!" Fang Jing realized that Zhao Liying was really easy to deceive, "You have been filming dramas for so many years, so you should have an idea of how much you can spend."
"Although eighty episodes is a lot, it does not mean that more episodes cost more money. I dare say that your drama has at least twenty episodes, and many of them are nonsense. The male and female protagonists finish the show in the middle of the night, under the dark moon and high winds, with dry wood and raging fire hiding in a small dark room.
You can play rock, paper, scissors for two episodes."
How much water do you have to put into an eighty-episode TV series? Thirty episodes of a normal TV series is almost enough. The plot is very full and not draggy.
In order to make money, the investors only put in some forty episodes, which is still conscientious. If they are unscrupulous, they will add ten more episodes.
Eighty episodes of Zhao Liying is really dark.
Sun Honglei's "The New World" only lasts for seventy episodes. Going to the toilet and coming back from a meal don't delay the plot.
"Nonsense." Zhao Liying blushed, "It's only ten episodes, not twenty. They said it would be easier to sell this way."
Fang Jing...
Ten episodes, I can really tell. Is it true that he has never watched this drama in his previous life, but he has heard about it. The reputation is quite good, but the finale was criticized for too much water, and the ratings dropped. It is a pity that it is a masterpiece.
Moreover, there was not so much money to invest at that time. You must know that the salary limit order had not yet come down, and the actors' salary was still easily 70, 80, 80, or even hundreds of millions.
After thinking for a while, Fang Jing said in a deep voice: "I have voted for this drama, but first you kick out those dog-headed military advisers who gave you advice, and I will find a new team for you."
"With such a huge budget, they really dared to open their mouths and give Nanjing half the money. The result is better than them."