The three of them separated. Sun Zheng went to deal with his own affairs and gathered the team. Liu Yishou went to Jixing Media to talk about publicity and other matters. Zhang Hong went directly to Shencheng.
On the Luo City side, Lin Muqing is in charge.
As soon as he arrived in Shencheng, Liang Luo's driver drove him to the villa in the bulletproof Hongqi.
The Liang family's father and son had prepared home-cooked meals and were waiting for him.
Liang Yana is still living in school. He is studying hard for his football dream. He is trying to take the college entrance examination and go to university this year, and graduate within three years.
When they arrived at the villa, Liang Luo was already waiting at the door.
After sending the driver to rest, he greeted Zhang Hong and went directly to the living room.
Several home-cooked dishes have been prepared on the small coffee table in the middle of the living room, and two bottles of Maotai are placed next to it.
The 100-inch rear projection is a CCTV set.
The news has just ended, and the latest episode of "Mobile Suit" is about to begin.
This has also become the recent pleasure of the Liang family and his son, that is, watching TV and chatting together.
After pushing the cup to the cup for more than an hour, the scene of a satellite crashing happened to be shown on TV.
This is a famous scene!
Zhang Hong can be regarded as a perfect replica of the classic shots from his previous life.
But having said that, this scene happened several times in my previous life, and each time it was in higher definition.
But no matter how high-definition it is, it is still animation after all, and it cannot be compared with real-life scenes enhanced by next-generation special effects.
Finally, after everything was lost, Mr. Liang drank a small glass of wine excitedly.
After Liang Luo reconciled with his father, he no longer had that cold feeling at home.
He clinked a glass with Zhang Hong, took a sip of wine, and then said warmly: "Xiao Hong, many foreign TV stations have approached us to buy the broadcast rights of "Mobile Suit". I would like to ask your opinion."
Zhang Hong did not hesitate: "Sell it! Why not sell it?"
Picking up a peanut and putting it in his mouth, Zhang Hong went a step further: "Mr. Liang, if China Heavy Industries doesn't even want to recover the cost, the source of this film can be given to them for free!"
In his previous life, the ratings of "Gundam 0079" in Europe exceeded 70% in a certain country.
It seems that the ratings in France have reached 100%.
Even if it’s not that high now, I still have to give it away even if it’s for free!
You must know that this time the special effects of the era are not only crushing domestically, but also directly crushing them internationally.
The most important thing...is the plot!
How to export culture?
In Zhang Hong's previous life, everyone knew about Benzi's ninja culture and samurai culture. How many people started to have a good impression of Benzi because they liked Benzi's anime?
There are also Hollywood blockbusters.
What is personal heroism and national heroism?
Watching "Transformers" will give you a national flag from time to time.
That’s called subtle cultural export.
You said there is no patriotic education there?
Look at the World Cup. After the United States wins, who is the one who calls "USA" again?
Over there, starting from elementary school, the national anthem is sung every morning before class.
Compared with this, raising the flag only once a week in China is really not impressive enough.
The Liang family and his son also watched the entire film in advance, so of course they understood the connotation of the film.
This is not the individual heroism of the West, but the collective effort of the East.
What is the biggest role of the protagonist group? It is to bring back the stable "Tianwen Particles".
However, there are also details in the play that hint that even if they don't take it back, stable "Tianwen Particles" can be successfully developed within half a month.
And Liang Luo, as the boss of a company like China Heavy Industries, naturally thought deeply about it.
He quickly understood what Zhang Hong meant.
"It makes sense, then I will send someone to contact them and send the film sources for free." Liang Luo said with a smile, "Not only in Europe, but also in North and South America, Asia, and even Africa. As long as there are TV stations that want it, I will
Just send it for free.
No, you can even actively promote it. Even if it means providing film sources for their pirated copies, it doesn’t matter.”
He likes to see this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone.
First, it can promote ideology and provide subconscious soft power cultural output.
Secondly, it can promote China Heavy Industries, so why not?
But in Zhang Hong's opinion, there are three more.
"Mr. Liang, there is actually something you didn't expect." Zhang Hong looked around and quickly saw a model of a gantry crane placed there under the rear projection TV.
He pointed at the gantry crane model: "Mr. Liang, was that made by China Heavy Industries ourselves?"
"Of course." Liang Luo went over and took the gantry crane model over. "This is a souvenir for the 60th anniversary of the founding of the group. It was not difficult to make. I just set up a production line and it was done in a few days."
Zhang Hong took the model.
Not to mention, it's quite heavy, weighing about five or six pounds.
The whole thing is very large. If you only count the base area, it is probably slightly larger than an A4 paper.
The whole thing is made of plastic material with a small amount of metal.
In his previous life, as a glue guy who was not too self-conscious, Zhang Hong carefully observed and explored.
Well, the materials and production are excellent, and the details are perfect.
If it's a Gunpla of the same material, the Evil Consortium B won't be able to get it without selling it for five figures - five figures was the currency of the country in the previous life.
As a result, Zhang Hong's idea became more certain.
He smiled slightly: "Mr. Liang, no, Uncle Liang."
Zhang Hong put the model aside and raised his glass: "I have a business I want to discuss with Uncle Liang."
"Selling toy models, right?" What is Liang Luo's rank? Doesn't he know what this kid thinks?
After having a drink, Liang Luo explained: "It's not impossible. The main reason is that we don't have the spare time, and we don't make money from this. Besides, to be honest, the cost is actually not low. Who will sell such expensive toy models?
Will you buy it?"
I will buy it! Countless plastic guys in the previous life will also buy it... Zhang Hong shook his head: "Uncle Liang, you can't say that. The main reason is that the brand has not been developed. When "Mobile Suit" continues to be shown, it will continue to expand its influence.
There will definitely be demand for this kind of thing in the future.
Rather than being exploited by piracy, it’s better to do it yourself.”
He smiled mischievously: "And there is no need to make a finished product. We will just make the parts and let everyone buy them back and assemble them by themselves. We don't even need to use colors, just give them stickers. When the time comes, if I want to go further, I will spray paint myself.
This not only saves costs, but also gives buyers a greater sense of accomplishment in doing it themselves.”
This is the saucy trick of the evil consortium B.
Liang Luo is the president of China Heavy Industries. Although he doesn't know whether this thing will be very profitable in the future, he can also hear that this is a good business route.
So he said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Xiaohong, tell me, what do you want Uncle Liang and Grandpa Liang to do for you?"
We are not relatives, and although we have a good relationship, we cannot just come to your door and give you wealth.
This child must be seeking something from himself.
Liang Luo pointed this out directly, also implying that he didn't need to play with these lies. With our relationship, just talk about the matter directly.
But he also admired Zhang Hong even more.
Advance and retreat in a disciplined manner, and will not be self-respecting with gratitude.
Worth a deep friendship.
So he directly called himself "Uncle Liang" just to tell Zhang Hong this.
Zhang Hong smiled awkwardly and then said: "I was planning to shoot a new drama, but then I realized that the budget was a bit insufficient after I finished writing the script."
Liang Luo didn't even think about it: "How much is the difference? Is two hundred million enough? If it's not enough, then tell me."
"I'm not asking for money." Zhang Hong said quickly, "How should I put it, just... I don't want to consume other people's good intentions too much with this film."
He doesn't just think about solving problems on his own.
But there is no need to waste other people's money with so-called good intentions.
This is his own willfulness, and there is no need to let others get into trouble with him.
For example, he can do things like borrowing venues and people, but he doesn't want to borrow such a large amount of money and definitely not be able to pay it back, even if they don't care.
"I just want to ask." Zhang Hong pursed his lips and said, "Uncle Liang, do you have an unused site for testing at the beach? The kind that can explode. It would be better if there are explosives.
"
"You want to make a war movie?" Liang Luo reacted quickly and chuckled, "Okay, there are many such venues here, and there are also a lot of safe explosives. I will just send a few people to help you operate them.
.
I can also get a lot of old-fashioned military uniforms, including the standard firearms of that era. There are a lot of training firearms piled up in the warehouse waiting to be destroyed. I will give them all to you when the time comes. If you refuse again this time, then Uncle Liang will
Falling out."
"Then I'll thank Uncle Liang first." Zhang Hong did not refuse this time.
He raised his glass and said, "Uncle Liang, Mr. Liang, I'd like to propose a drink to you two."
When you raise your neck, it tastes spicy.
Heat surged into his throat.
Very moist.
After the meal, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.
"Xiao Hong, if that doesn't work, just go to sleep." Liang Luo put his arms around Zhang Hong's shoulders, his face turning red from the alcohol, "Tomorrow I will personally take you to the warehouse and choose a location for filming. Our Huaxia Heavy Industries is quite big."
Zhang Hong said with a big tongue: "That's great! I also want to see how big it is."
Liang Luo winked: "Uncle Liang won't take advantage of you either. We are a joint venture in that model toy company. I will provide the technology and you will provide the ideas. We will split the sales 30-70."
Zhang Hong shook his head: "Seventy percent is too much, Uncle Liang, give me five percent."
Liang Luo was startled for a moment, then he smiled strangely: "Hey, you little naughty boy. Let's give it 50/50. Originally, I wanted to give you 70%."
Zhang Hong: "Ah?"
Didn’t you give me 30%?
It’s so uncomfortable, Uncle Liang!
"By the way, do you want to give the new company a name?"
Zhang Hong didn't even think about it: "Let's call it boy games, a paradise for boys!"
That is, the evil conglomerate b!
Little pots, and big pots! Watch your wallets and those of your parents!
Uncle Zhang is coming to harvest!
After being drunk, Zhang Hong had fallen into the fantasy of selling rubber-cut leeks.
"Okay, okay." Liang Luo pulled him and stood up unsteadily, "Then I will ask the secretary to register the company tomorrow. Have you brought your ID card?"
"Bring it with you, bring it with you." Zhang Hong yawned, "Uncle Liang, I can't do it any more..."
"I happen to be sleepy too, let's go upstairs and sleep!"
Of course, Zhang Hong slept in the guest room.
At the dining table, Mr. Liang raised his eyebrows: "Ah? Are you finished drinking now? You two are really useless."
The old man just took the peanuts and continued to enjoy them leisurely.
............
Luocheng, two-story building.
Lin Muqing hung up the phone.
She frowned slightly and said to herself: "Director Liu failed? Ji Xing doesn't want to talk about it? It seems that I have to take action personally."
In the capital, in an office of less than 500 square meters, Zhu Tiezhu, who had just seen off Liu Yishou in the afternoon, dialed Zhang Hao's phone.
"Hey, boss."
"Yes, Liu Yishou came to see me. He said that he had joined Zhang Hong's crew and wanted to borrow someone."
"What? You want to lend it to them? Oh! Their crew doesn't have enough budget, right? OK, I understand! I will definitely lend them all the best things!"