At 11:45 a.m., Chen Changshan announced the end of the meeting.
Fang Weimin and Mo Dashan, who were not in the mood to have lunch, hurriedly said hello to a few close colleagues and went directly to Mo Dashan's office to discuss what impact this meeting would have on the production center.
In fact, there is no need for any so-called negotiation.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that after this meeting, the already declining production center will inevitably enter the fast lane of rapid decline.
Perhaps not long after, the Dongshan Television Production Center, which was a hit back then and could compete with CCTV, will completely withdraw from the stage of history.
What Mo Dashan and Fang Weimin can do now is to slow down the decline of the production center as much as possible.
During this period, we worked hard to find a "magic bullet" that could save this golden sign that Dongshantai was once proud of.
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Mo Dashan Office
"For the people, please tell me how many decks of cards the center still has."
Deputy Director Mo's square face looked solemn, and he looked at Fang Weimin, who was sitting on the sofa in the office with his head lowered, and asked.
Director Fang rubbed his brows and managed to regain his strength and replied: "Mo Tai, as you know, the center is in a difficult situation this year. I was afraid that Wang Xia and the others would take advantage of the new drama's poor performance, so I deliberately got stuck in the process of filming the new drama.
Very strict.
So far, the center has only four TV series in total that have not been broadcast."
"Only four?"
Mo Dashan was a little dissatisfied with the scarcity of self-made dramas, but he could also understand Fang Weimin's concerns, so he did not focus on the number of self-made dramas and just continued in a deep voice.
"Tell me what the current situation of these four dramas is."
Fang Weimin nodded and introduced Mo Dashan one by one with his fingers: "The Anti-Japanese War drama "Long Song of Fire" filmed by Zhou Huaidao, the veteran director of our center, is currently being scheduled and will be broadcast soon.
Cui Hua's rural inspirational drama "Harvest" has almost completed post-production and is about to begin its promotion schedule.
There are also two semi-finished films, the period emotional drama "Kind Little Grass" directed by Chu Xiaoyuan, and the sitcom "Underground Traffic Station" written and directed by our new director Zuo Le.
"Kind Grass" is already being filmed and is just over halfway through the process. It is expected to be broadcast before the end of the year
The crew of "Underground Traffic Station" has just completed preparations and is preparing to officially start filming in Changqing in early September. If the filming goes well, it should be in time for the Spring Festival."
After listening to Fang Weimin's words, Mo Dashan did not rush to express his position, but asked with some anticipation.
"Which one of these four dramas do you think has the best prospects? Can it be a hit drama with huge ratings?
Or it can be a high-quality product that is well-received but not popular. With word-of-mouth, we can try to run the Golden Phoenix Award (the highest TV drama award in China). It doesn’t matter whether you win the award or not, as long as you have a nomination, I can give it to you at the station director
Strive for more resources.”
Hearing this, Fang Weimin had a wry smile on his face: "Mo Tai, I probably understand your thoughts, but it's not that we, Fang Weimin, are belittling ourselves, and we really don't dare to speak loudly in front of you.
You are also an expert, and you should understand that the number of popular and high-quality dramas produced across the country is limited every year, and sometimes the total number of major TV stations and film and television companies does not exceed ten.
Judging from the average investment scale of our central self-produced dramas, which does not exceed 20 million, the chance of making a big deal out of a small investment is too low."
Perhaps because he was afraid that Mo Dashan would be too disappointed with the production center, Fang Weimin immediately offered words of comfort.
"But don't worry, after my strict control, the quality of the four dramas currently produced by the center is still guaranteed.
Especially Chu Xiaoyuan's "The Kind Little Grass" I am very optimistic about. Zuo Le's "Underground Traffic Station" is also very good from the script, and the actors are also very successful. If the shooting quality can keep up, it should be
There’s a chance to light up the fire.”
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When Fang Weimin said these words, he actually felt a little guilty.
But in order for Mo Dashan to continue to have hope and support for the production center, he could only exaggerate his preset prospects for the two dramas in front of Mo Dashan without conscience.
As expected, Director Fang Da's "professional vision" still has some weight in Mo Dashan's heart.
Deputy Director Mo's frown softened somewhat, and he mentioned "Underground Transportation Station" with great interest.
"I know this drama, and I personally reviewed and approved the script. I originally wanted to find an old comrade to film it, but seeing that you were more supportive of Zuo Le and letting him join the "New Power" project, I didn't insist on it.
Since you are very optimistic about this drama, you must not be stingy in allocating resources and pay more attention to it. The central situation is now different from what it used to be. We must seize every opportunity we can to get out of this difficult situation."
Director Fang nodded solemnly: "Don't worry Mo Tai, I am personally responsible for these two dramas now. I even played a role in "Underground Traffic Station". I will try my best to keep the brand of our center."
Mo Dashan was very pleased and patted Fang Weimin on the shoulder: "Do a good job. If the finished product of the TV series is guaranteed, I will give up this old face and fight for a prime time slot for you."
The deputy director's generous promise made Fang Weimin feel guilty and rekindled his fighting spirit.
If a person dies, his eggs will fall into the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years!
He still doesn't believe it. He can't fight against that bitch Wang Xia. No matter what, the production center can't fall on his hands.
Fang Weimin's handsome and heroic face flashed with perseverance. After coming out of Mo Dashan's office, he took the elevator back to his office on the tenth floor and called Zuo Le and Fatty Chen.
"I will give you another 4 million in the capital budget. I will stop all the tricks of asking for money. I only want quality."
Fatty Chen and Zuo Le, who were struck by Fang Weimin's words as soon as they entered the door, looked at each other and exchanged information.
【What's wrong with Lao Fang?】
【Did you take the wrong medicine?】
[I think it’s 80% evil]
[No, didn’t you say that he went to the meeting? He was probably stimulated by the meeting]
The two of them winked and winked, but they couldn't stop the joy on their faces.
The initial budget for "Underground Traffic Station" was only 6 million. After signing the contract with Wu Yue, Fatty Chen used this as an excuse to waste another 2 million.
Now Fang Weimin has taken the initiative to give them another 4 million yuan, and the funding for the filming of "Underground Traffic Station" has suddenly reached 12 million yuan, which has doubled compared with the original amount.
No matter why Fang Weimin increased the budget for "Underground Transportation Station".
For Zuo Le and Zuo Le, they don't mind spending too much money. They would like to have as much budget as possible.
However, Lao Fang's 4 million is not easy to get. He wants Zuo Le to maintain quality and quantity.
It took three months to complete the filming of the TV series and one month to complete the post-production. During the Spring Festival of 2016, "Underground Traffic Station" must be included.
Looking at Fang Weimin, who looked more serious than before and could not refute, Zuo Le vaguely understood something. He considered it in his mind and gritted his teeth.
"If you promise to add another 3 million to the budget, I will dare to issue this military order."
Fang Weimin snorted coldly: "You are quite greedy, but I will give you 15 million for a sitcom, can you use it all?"
"If I don't need it, I'll spend it on publicity. Throwing a few million away will have a better effect than those guys from the Propaganda Department randomly handing out two scarves."
Zuo Le chuckled, as if he was sure that Fang Weimin would agree. He had already paid 12 million, and he still cared about adding 3 million more.
Sure enough, Fang Weimin nodded and agreed to Zuo Le's conditions, but at the same time he also said a warning.
"You spend some money while you're at it, I'll approve the 15 million, and there won't be any more. If you run out of money and sell your own cars and roofs, don't ask me for it.
Also, I gave you the money, and this military order will take effect immediately. If you don’t do it, Zuo Le, don’t blame us for not cherishing old friendships for the sake of the people.”
Zuo Le stood at attention with both feet and gave Fang Weimin a salute: "Don't worry, leader, I promise to complete the task."
