"Yes. However, now the bigger film companies and several major cinema chains in Hong Kong have fixed poster printing factories. My factory only prints movie posters for small-scale films and independent cinemas, but the equipment and technology
, there is no problem.”
"It's the Spring Festival of 1981. Let me think about it..." Sun Dahai calculated the time: "By the way, there is a Great Wall Film Production Company in Xiangjiang. It is the company of Mr. Liao Yiyuan. He recently invested in a movie and it is being produced in mainland China.
Shooting. Do you know about this?"
"You know, this has become a joke in Hong Kong. People say that he wanted to use the movie to flatter mainland China, but the film was messed up. It is said that he burned the film himself."
"The first version was not filmed well, and the director was replaced. Now we are filming the second version, and the director Zhang Xinyan was hired. You ask your uncle to find connections, talk to Boss Liao, and try to get the poster for this movie."
"I didn't even know it in Xiangjiang, how did you know?"
Haha, don't tell me you don't know, even Mr. Liao Yiyuan would not have thought in advance how successful this movie would be! It's a pity that I can't tell you now.
"I heard from my mother... my classmate that his father is from the Ministry of Culture and knows the inside story. The film has not been finished yet. In the spring, the crew will go to Qiantang's 'Huagang Fish Watching' to shoot the exterior scenes. The factory is still
We have time to prepare. Because the first version was a failure, the crew does not have a lot of funds now. We must win the global authorization for the printing and sales of this movie's posters." Sun Dahai originally wanted to blame his mother, but he was worried that he would be blamed.
, so I used my classmate’s father to take the blame.
Cao Yong was startled and asked: "Do you think so highly of this movie?"
"It's not that I'm optimistic about it, but that this movie was approved by higher-ups and is used to promote Chinese culture."
Sun Dahai pointed to the sky and continued: "But it is still a martial arts theme. It will be popular in Japan, Southeast Asia, and even Europe and the United States."
"So powerful?" Cao Yong was dumbfounded by Sun Dahai's words.
"Of course. You should quickly tell your uncle, don't waste money with this poor crew. They can't give you much if you ask for money. Let's simply print posters for them for free in exchange for the global sales rights of their posters and related printed matter.
It’s worth the price of admission.”
"The main market for this movie is still in the mainland, right? It only costs a dime to watch a movie in the mainland, and students pay half price. Can you make back your money by selling posters?"
"There are so many people in mainland China. As long as the government promotes this movie, the number of people watching the movie will eventually scare people to death. There will always be people willing to spend money to buy posters. Besides, movie posters are only one aspect. Wall calendars, desk calendars, etc., you can
Just press hard, that's where you make the most money."
Cao Yong was also tempted. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's go back to the telegraph building now. I'll call my uncle immediately and ask him to prepare early."
Fortunately, it was the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there were relatively few people calling. If Cao Yong had waited until the afternoon or other days to call like this, he would probably not have enough time in the day.
An hour later, on the way home.
"My uncle decided to try his best to either close the factory or open up a new world. He was fed up with the tepid situation of the printing factory over the years."
Haha, Sun Dahai smiled. 1981 was a short-term high point after real estate prices in Xiangjiang had risen for twelve consecutive years. The land of my uncle's factory could be sold for a very good price, which was probably higher than the value of the factory itself.
That's fine. To be honest, Xiangjiang is really not a good place to engage in industry. Land is expensive and labor costs are high. The key is that the people in Xiangjiang are very speculative in nature. In addition, the governor-general's mentality is to make a fortune before leaving.
, adding fuel to the flames, so Xiangjiang would later become a city dominated by finance and real estate.
Because the two of them made another phone call, it was already past dinner time when they got home. But it didn't matter, everyone didn't eat on time during the Chinese New Year, and the food was not removed from the table in the canteen. Whoever was hungry wanted to eat something hot, but it was gone.
Let’s do it again. Anyway, with Chef Cao at his side and a lot of things at home, who else can go hungry?
Entering the dining hall, Sun Dahai saw the fat aunt's family who came to pay New Year's greetings. Sun Weiguo and Li Cuifeng's respective units organized group greetings in the morning. They had just returned and were having dinner with the fat aunt's family.
The fat aunt’s husband’s surname is Hou, everyone calls him Master Hou, and he is a senior technician at the district brick and tile factory. He originally worked in a handicraft factory, but because he offended the leader, he was pushed out to his current unit.
Master Hou is thin and thin, which is in perfect contrast with the tall and powerful fat aunt. Sun Dahai has always thought that they are very similar to the landlord and landlord in "Kung Fu". Unfortunately, it is 1981 and others don't understand this joke.
The skinny Master Hou was loyal and honest. As mentioned earlier, he was the one who rode for more than 30 miles in the summer to help Fat Aunt’s regular customers go to the slaughterhouse to collect their kidneys.
The genetic strength of the Fat Aunt and his wife is very obvious. Their two sons are named Da Pang and Er Pang respectively. As their names suggest, their bodies take after their mother's.
"Uncle Hou, Fat Aunt, Big Fat Brother, Er Fat Brother, happy New Year!" Sun Dahai went up to say hello.
"Happy New Year to you, Dahai." I got two one-cent bills.
Immediately after Cao Yong came in, there was another wave of people standing on their feet to introduce each other and wish them New Year's greetings.
Sun Dahai took a bowl to fill the rice, and then listened to their chat while eating.
It turns out that the fat aunt and her family came to ask for help.
Da Pang and Er Pang worked as temporary workers in the brick and tile factory with Master Hou, earning 16.5 yuan per month. They have been working for several years, and there has been no indicator of becoming a full-time employee. Because the brick and tile factory is run by the district, the efficiency has not been good, and the operation has not been good.
In urban areas, pollution is relatively high. There were rumors a year ago that factories would be closed down and personnel diverted.
Master Hou is a regular worker, and he just wants to work in another place. But his two sons are not even able to work part-time.
The fat aunt and her family were all very anxious, so out of desperation, they came to seek help from the "big leader" Sun Weiguo, who they usually had a good relationship with.
While Sun Weiguo was drinking with Master Hou, he was chatting casually with Big Fatty and Erpang. He was also a little helpless. One of the two brothers was 22 years old and the other was 20 years old. They both graduated from junior high school in a special period of ten years, and their academic qualifications and education levels were about the same.
Don't think about it, there is no labor quota. Although he is in the right position, he works in a ministry and is not very down-to-earth. He is not willing to trouble others, so he is not as easy to deal with such a situation as the captain of the construction team below.
Sun Dahai saw that Sun Weiguo was in trouble, and Big Fatty and Erpang were both honest and responsible people, so he intervened.
"Uncle Hou, do you want them to find temporary jobs?"
Master Hou smiled honestly and said, "As long as you have a job to do, you won't be afraid of being tired or miserable."
"Uncle Hou, Fat Aunt, you have watched me grow up, and I won't talk empty words. Don't worry now. After these two days, my dad will give you an accurate letter."
"Dahai, you mean..." Sun Weiguo understood his son's thoughts.
Sun Dahai nodded.
"Is it a little far? It takes more than an hour one way by bus."
Sun Dahai was very happy to hear that. Thirty years later, working in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and it takes more than an hour to go to work, is that still a big deal?
The fat aunt quickly said: "Don't be afraid, just let them do it every morning." Uncle Hou, father and son also nodded in unison.
"Are you two willing to drive?" Sun Dahai asked again.
"Of course I do, it would be great to be a driver!" The fat aunt and her family were overjoyed.
Sun Dahai ignored it. It is now 1981, and the profession of driver is a very good job for ordinary people, whether driving a big car or a small car.
"Okay then, you go back and wait for a few days. When things are settled, we will arrange for them to go to work." Sun Weiguo agreed.