Wang talked for a long time, and his mouth was dry. He found that Sun Dahai was just talking about it, which was very perfunctory, so he became angry.
He stood up and said: "Sun Dahai, you can't deal with me like this. Otherwise, if you make specific requests, I will write the script for you first, and then give it to me to shoot when you are satisfied. What do you think?"
As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his tone became more ambiguous: "Whether you want a supporting role, which actor you want to play, or what type of actor you like, you can put it forward, I can do it all.
I helped you solve it."
While talking, Wang Sanri also winked at Sun Dahai. It was obvious that if Feng Lina and Aya hadn't been nearby and it was not convenient for him to speak clearly, he would have directly pimped Sun Dahai.
Sun Dahai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to give him a chance.
"Wang Sanri, I heard that you usually don't write scripts when filming, but make up plots on the spot, right?" Sun Dahai asked him a question.
"Who said that? I am a screenwriter myself. How could I start filming without writing a good script? But if I write and direct myself, many things are in my mind, so the script may be simpler."
He spoke quite confidently, but his voice became softer and quieter, and by the time he finished speaking, even he himself had no confidence at all.
“When I invest in making a movie, the most important thing is that the movie must have its own uniqueness. I can’t say it has a unique style and genre, but it must at least be unique, innovative, and connotative.
If you want me to invest in your movie, of course you can. But I require you to have a complete formal script first.
Don’t just come to me with nothing but your head and ask for investment in one or two ideas. To be honest with you, I have so many ideas here that I won’t be able to finish them until tomorrow. I really don’t care about ideas.”
Sun Dahai ignored Wang Sanri, who was scratching his head, and continued to describe his request.
"Therefore, I suggest you, while completing the existing film contract, calm down and prepare a new script, create a good story, and at the same time clarify the structure, setting, conflicts, character relationships, etc. of the story.
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In addition, don’t always use similar plots. Although you save trouble, the audience will curse if they watch too much.
As for the investment amount of the movie, I hope you can be more bold when designing the script. You don’t have to worry about it after that, I will send a professional producer to calculate the investment and implement supervision."
As he spoke, Sun Dahai unknowingly displayed an aura that made everyone present feel a sense of pressure.
Wang Sanri's train of thought spontaneously followed Sun Dahai's words. He thought for a while and said, "Okay, I will carefully prepare a script that represents my highest level.
Do you have any special requirements in terms of subject matter or actors? Do you need to prepare a role for Miss Gao?"
It seems that Wang Sanri still thinks that Sun Dahai's main purpose of investing in movies is to win praise for his role, and he really judges others by his own heart.
Sun Dahai shook his head and said categorically: "For you, making up a good story is the first priority. The film is far from being approved as a project, and now you are concerned about the actors. This is not putting the cart before the horse.
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The little fat man followed the example of Europeans and Americans, spread his hands, shrugged, and said: "You are the boss, you have the final say."
As soon as the business was finished, the little fat man immediately stopped talking. He hooked up with Sun Dahai, quietly asked him when he would start swimming, and wanted to bet on Aya's cup size.
Sun Dahai had nothing to do with him, so let him guess by himself. Seeing that Sun Dahai was not following the path, the little fat man was not angry, so he ran to He Lin and muttered again.
By the way, Wang Sanri is not young. He is the same age as Fa Ge and Ren Kuanxi. But he is always playful and playful, with a bad smile on his face, just like a child who has not grown up. Even though
When he was with Sun Dahai, who was more than ten years younger than him, he didn't look mature at all.
Sun Dahai walked outside and stood on the deck, blowing the sea breeze. Feng Lina followed and said to Sun Dahai: "Dahai, you said this morning that it was difficult to make records and asked me to make CDs. Is this true?"
Sun Dahai was startled and quickly explained: "I didn't ask you to make CDs. I just said that the development prospects of records are not as broad as CDs."
"Oh, I understand. But is it easy to make a CD factory?" Feng Lina asked vaguely.
"If you or your family are engaged in this, it will be easy. But isn't your family engaged in media? How did you think of opening a CD factory?"
Sun Dahai was really curious and felt that her span seemed a bit big, jumping directly from a service-oriented enterprise to the factory production line.
Feng Lina frowned and said: "I don't know what to do. Our family has a tradition. After each member finishes his internship, he must take a business capital from the family to start his own business for three years. This
It can be regarded as a trial opportunity given to us by the family.
The better the results, the higher and more important the position you will get when you return to the group. We are not limited to men and women, and everyone can inherit the family business.
When the time comes, you can continue to operate your property, or you can sell it to the group in exchange for a certain share of the group.
What I think is that the group has its own record company, and I build a CD factory. If CDs really develop in the future, they can be sold directly to record companies, and there will be no waste at all."
Sun Dahai smiled and said: "You are thinking very far. However, is it not consistent with your family's original intention of letting you start a business?"
Feng Lina was stunned, and quickly took Sun Dahai's hand and asked: "What do you mean, tell me."
"Ahem!" A dry coughing sound came from behind, and it was really fake. When the two of them looked back, they saw that it was Gao Yi who had come out of the cabin with the people taking a nap.
Feng Lina quickly let go of Sun Dahai's hand and pretended to use her hands to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze.
However, Feng Lina blushed for Mao? What did this mean? Sun Dahai wanted to turn around and leave.
Isn’t this just trying to hide something! When I, a young boy of fifteen, talk to you, an adult woman of twenty-four or five-year-old, about business, why are you blushing so hard!
At this time, the yacht's whistle was blown again by the captain. Those who were taking a lunch break in the yacht cabin were woken up in advance by the waiter Tina because Tai O Fishing Village had already arrived.
Sun Dahai said to Feng Lina: "I'll tell you when I get back from playing, don't be in a hurry."
Feng Lina nodded quickly, looking like a silly girl.
The yacht sailed past patches of dense mangroves. This was once the salt farm of Tai O fishing village and was the mainstay industry here, but it had been abandoned long ago.
Soon, the mangroves disappeared, and everyone's vision suddenly became clearer. A group of stilts on the water appeared in front of them. This is the famous Tai O fishing village.