The admiration for Tang Xiaobao is like an endless river...
In fact, they worry too much.
Tang Xiaobao was not stupid, so how could he not know that these reporters were untouchable?
It's not that he is afraid of these people, but he doesn't want to go to Weibo every day to respond to those black news.
If you can't do it, don't do it.
Even if he doesn't care, he still has to think about the crew. We can't let Feng Dagang and this movie be harmed by an unreasonable disaster.
So, he first gave a big stick and then a candy.
Yes, that's how it goes.
And the facts proved that his strategy was right.
I didn’t see these reporters replying obediently.
Again, they just keep doing this.
This is called a combination of soft and hard tactics.
Food and drinks are served.
Feng Dagang picked up the wine glass and said, "Come here, I wish our movie will be a hit and everything goes well."
Everyone had a drink together.
For the second cup, he toasted Tang Xiaobao.
"Mr. Tang, today I really opened my eyes. In the entire entertainment industry, you are probably the only one with such a temper. With you joining the crew, I believe it will be a hit. Come on, I'll do it first."
He did it.
Tang Xiaobao has to accompany me.
Next, the atmosphere became lively.
There was a lot of drinking and drinking, people coming and going, it was so lively.
Tang Xiaobao is naturally the focus and core figure among everyone present, even though he is only an actor.
There were many people toasting him, and probably everyone present except Hu Feifei came to toast him.
Tang Xiaobao didn't show any airs at all. He accepted everyone who came, regardless of whether he was familiar with him or not.
It seems that he is no longer like a star, but more like a brother who has been with everyone through life and death...oh, and a sister.
And he is quite popular like this.
Even the reporters had a good impression of him in the end.
Want to take a photo?
Okay, come on, put your arm around my shoulders and give me a pat...
Want a signature?
No problem, bring me a pen and I'll show you calligraphy...
What? Still need to leave a phone number?
Oops, I lost my phone recently and haven’t replaced the card yet.
Are you kidding me? Drinking is just drinking. Why should I leave my phone number?
After drinking, most of the people were drunk, but Tang Xiaobao seemed completely fine.
He drank enough tonight.
The banquet ended at three o'clock in the afternoon.
The reporters left.
Everyone also dispersed.
Tang Xiaobao was about to leave with Hu Feifei, but Feng Dagang winked at him, came over, and whispered: "You just go out like this, you are really not afraid of being secretly photographed. Come on, let's go upstairs to drink some tea and wake up."
Sober up and then talk about the shooting."
Naturally, Tang Xiaobao would not object.
The three of them came upstairs, where there was a tea room, and found a private room to sit down.
The natural tea master comes in to make tea.
Tang Xiaobao picked up the tea, frowned slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
He disliked the cup being too small.
The tea master on the side was shocked.
Good guy, can you drink this tea like this?
What a waste. This tea is extraordinary.
Although it is not as good as Wuyi Dahongpao, it is not much different.
Besides, her tea art is very exquisite, and she wanted to praise Tang Xiaobao for the good tea, but it turned out that Tang Xiaobao didn't understand tea at all.
Hu Feifei had long known that Tang Xiaobao didn't like drinking tea, so she just covered her mouth and smiled.
Feng Dagang couldn't laugh or cry.
He also saw that Tang Xiaobao didn't understand tea art at all.
Then drink some wool.
Let’s get down to business.
He waved away the tea sommelier, then laughed with Tang Xiaobao and said, "Mr. Tang's ability to drink is quite good."
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Director Feng, don't call me Mr. Tang anymore. We are all one of our own. You are always so polite and I am not used to it. Otherwise, just call me Mr. Tang, or "Brother Tang".
Just call me Xiao Tang, it will take a long time to deal with me from now on."
When Feng Dagang heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately climbed up the pole: "Okay, then I'll call you Brother Tang."
"OK."
"Brother Tang, you can't stop drinking. You drank the most today, but you didn't have any problems at all. You drank some of them down."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "You're not bad at drinking, aren't you doing well?"
"I didn't drink much, so I have to thank you for not drinking it on me."
"You're welcome, haha."
"By the way, brother Tang, it seems we haven't discussed the salary yet. We are all our own people. I have already called you brother, so I won't hide it. You can talk about your requirements."
When Feng Dagang said this, he was quite uneasy.
Logically speaking, Tang Xiaobao is still a newcomer, so his salary shouldn't be too high.
But his popularity is there, with more than 100 million loyal fans. In other words, with him joining, the box office of this movie will definitely be guaranteed. If nothing else, tens of millions of loyal fans will definitely go to the cinema to support it.
The bad thing is that the box office is 2 to 3 billion, so according to his worth, no matter how high the salary is, it is not too expensive.
But the problem is, even if he is a famous director, even if the investors of this movie are powerful, after learning that Tang Xiaobao is the starring role, they are very optimistic about the box office of the movie. If necessary, they are willing to invest hundreds of millions of Chinese dollars, but then
Is a few hundred million enough for Tang Xiaobao's salary? What if he asks for a billion?
What?
impossible?
Please, Tang Xiaobao is so rich, maybe one billion is not money to him.
No, that's definitely what he thought.
So, he was very nervous.
Tang Xiaobao was stunned, he had never thought about the remuneration.
So, he asked Feng Dagang: "How much is Feifei's salary?"
"Oh, he originally ordered 30 million, but considering your relationship, I can get him 40 million."
Feng Dagang said.
Tang Xiaobao said without hesitation: "Since she has 40 million, then I will give 30 million."
"Ah? How much did you say? Thirty million?"
Feng Dagang's eyes widened and he could hardly believe his ears.
In fact, he was prepared to offer Tang Xiaobao a salary of 100 million, and the investors also said that the maximum salary could be 200 million.
Who knew that Tang Xiaobao would actually offer a price of 30 million.
This surprised him greatly.
No, he was completely confused.
Tang Xiaoding frowned and said, "Isn't 30 million enough? Then 20 million."
"What? Twenty million?"
Feng Dagang almost fell to the floor in fright.
"Ah? Is 20 million still high? Although I am a newcomer, it can't be too low. It's easy to make people laugh. The minimum is 15 million. It can't be any lower."
Tang Xiaobao's frown deepened.
Poof!
Hu Feifei finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.
"Director Feng thinks you are setting too low a price. I already have 40 million, how can you get 30 million? It will have to be at least several times higher. Are you right, Director Feng?"