At twelve o'clock in the evening, Fang Jing, who was still jet-lagged, was sitting at home, checking his cell phone and eating instant noodles. His eyes were looking at the relationship diagrams of major circles circulating on the Internet.
"It's amazing. This was definitely done by someone in the industry, Mad. I don't even know some of it."
There is always a clique in the entertainment industry. This is no secret. Teachers come from the same school, and the relationship between students taught by a teacher will definitely be better than that of outsiders.
Relatives who join the industry support the younger ones. The family has money to do film and television, which is a great advantage. It is normal to play together all day long.
The relationship diagram contains hundreds of people, from film and television company bosses to directors to actors, all clearly listed, and some even include gossip about the characters, making it difficult to guess whether they are true or false.
For example, who entered the circle through whose connections, got some dramas, caught up with them, and then kicked them away after meeting and having resources.
Sliding his finger down, Fang Jing looked at his column and smiled as he looked at it. He actually put people like Hu Ge, Tang Yan, and Zhao Liying under his banner.
In his introduction, in addition to Nanjing artists, there were more than a dozen people from the same faction.
On the Internet, a bunch of melon-eating people watched it with gusto.
"I learned it. Sure enough, I still know too little about your circle."
"No wonder some directors always only use their own gang. Doesn't it mean that actors who can't join a gang will have no filming?"
"Otherwise people say it's not easy to get involved in the entertainment industry, and only recent graduates have the lie that they can get ahead as long as they work hard."
"If Wang Baoqiang hadn't signed a contract with Emperor, would he have been able to star in A World Without Thieves? There are so many more dramas to follow?"
"The industry is sad. If these companies only use their own people to make movies, can China Film and Television really develop? Can't they learn from Hollywood? How good is it there? The directors are all..."
"Stop it. Hollywood producers have the final say. They also give priority to actors with good connections or from their own companies. There are also unspoken rules. Do you think the moon in foreign countries is rounder than in China? You are naive!"
Fang Jing checked for a while and then a call came in. It was from Xu Zheng.
"Mr. Fang, what about the red envelopes we agreed to give out if the box office sales are huge? I'm really looking forward to it. Don't talk nonsense. We are having a celebration banquet and I know you are in the Magic City."
After checking the time, Fang Jing said, "It's already this hour, and you guys haven't left yet?"
"That's right. We must fight until the rooster crows. If the rooster crows, it will not go away."
Do all demons have chickens? Fang Jing was stunned.
"Crack!"
After throwing the instant noodles into the trash can, Fang Jing changed his clothes and went out.
Half an hour later, we drove to the place Xu Zheng said. There were only leftovers on the table and people had gone there.
Looking at the bald Xu Zheng, Fang Jing was speechless, "Is this what you told me about the chicken that won't go away until it crows?"
"Don't worry, I knew you were coming over, so I asked the chef to make another table."
Xu Zheng staggered and took Fang Jing to a new box, pushed the door open and went in, only Huang Bo was there.
"Okay, I asked why I couldn't find you. It turned out that you were here to avoid drinking. They almost killed me by drinking wine."
After pouring a cup of tea, Huang Bo grinned: "You are the director. Of course I have to respect you if your movie does well at the box office. If I were here, I would have to drink you to death. You should thank me for not being there."
"You tell me why I didn't have such good luck when I became a director. The box office was so low that I didn't even need to hold a celebration party."
Huang Bo also directed a movie before, but it didn't do well at the box office. He just made his money back. If you include his salary, it would still be a bit of a loss.
Fang Jing, who had been extremely hungry for a long time, ignored the two of them and started eating. While eating, he said: "You didn't do market research and didn't come across a good script."
"Shit, what I'm lacking is the script? What I'm lacking is that every good boss will tell me the truth. Tell me, how much money did you spend on the promotion of "Jonny Road 2"?
"Also, why is the movie schedule so high? I heard that some movie theaters are showing "Jonky Road 2" all day long."
Huang Bo felt unbalanced. If he had had as much support as Fang Jing, the box office might have doubled.
God knows how much money was spent on the overwhelming publicity for Jonker 2, and movie theaters with the name Nanjing basically only played this movie.
Xu held his glass and said, "Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Fang for your support from more than 100 cinemas. I'd like to toast you."
"Coming by car, I'd rather have tea instead of a bar."
"How much?" Huang Bo's eyes widened and he grabbed Fang Jing's hand, "More than a hundred cinemas, seven or eight halls each? When did you do such a big thing?"
According to Xu Zheng, Nanjing now has almost a thousand screens. How much will it cost? Sixty-seven billion, right?
Fang Jing sighed heavily, "It was all a loss of money. Now I have lost so much that I almost lost my pants. I regret it!"
There are more than a hundred film circles, most of which are in second- and third-tier cities. Rent, water, electricity, equipment, and labor are a huge expense in a month. At least Nanjing is not making any money now and has been losing money.
The company has professional financial experts who have estimated that it will take at least eight months to recover the capital. Before that, we have to spend money desperately, and we must maintain it until we make money.
"Brother, I also want to lose money. Can you help me lose money? Every time a movie gives the theater 52% of the box office revenue, it is simply blood-sucking. I have never heard of anyone making a loss in a theater. In the end,
Make a lot of money."
In the past few years, Chinese movies have been on the rise, and the box office is getting higher year by year. In the past, two to three billion was considered a big deal, but if you choose one billion, it can only be considered average.
They say that big box office sales make investors money, but in fact the most profitable thing is the theaters, and they take away most of the money.
After Huang Bo finished speaking, Fang Jing coughed dryly and said, "Let's talk about the red envelopes. It's a big hit at the box office. I've already prepared the red envelopes. Each of the leading actors is five million."
"Great!" Xu Zheng said with a smile: "It seems that it is impossible for me to not risk my life to accompany you today."
Huang Bo said, "I'll give Fang Jing a drink as well."
The first day's box office for Jon Tour 2 was more than RMB 30 million. Now on its third day, the pace has not slowed down and it has already exceeded RMB 100 million. The box office is conservatively estimated to be 1.6 billion.
Regardless of the fact that both Huang Bo and Wang Baoqiang are in the cast, the investment in the film is actually not high, less than 100 million. The main actors were filmed at reduced prices. The filming location was in Thailand. For the sake of tourism, the local area provided a lot of convenience to the crew, and the scenes were shot casually.
, free to use.
Huang Bo drank a few drinks and said slightly drunk: "Fang Jing, remember to come to me if you have a good movie in the future. The salary will definitely be the lowest, so just remember to give me a red envelope."
"It's necessary. This is just an appetizer. I'll make one for you starring after the movie is released."
Huang Bo and the others lowered the price to film the film. There was no reason for Fang Jing to let people suffer. If the box office was good, he would give more red envelopes, at least to meet their usual market salary.
Xu Zheng is different. He gets dividends, so he just gives the red envelope for his own sake.
"Open and clear! I like friends like you. I really saw you right."
The two met during the Extreme Challenge. At that time, Fang Jing was not yet popular, but he was already an actor. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he, the actor, was not enough to be seen in front of Fang Jing.