Let you host the artist, how can you become a superstar

Chapter 198 0197: Gratitude
Chen Jianjun suddenly understood, and said, "You mean, the money was invested in this movie?"

Chen Gan nodded and said, "Yes, but not entirely. This movie includes your 2000 million yuan, and the remaining 1500 million yuan is invested in other film and television dramas."

Chen Jianjun had invested in film and television dramas before, and he knew that the share of the film studio is 28% of the total box office after deducting various taxes, and the box office of 19.7 billion can be divided into about 5 million, so he asked: "What is the cost of this movie?" ?”

Chen Qian replied: "1 million."

Chen Jianjun started to count again, and after this calculation, his eyes widened and he said in a trembling voice, "Can I divide 1 million?"

Chen Gan said with a "huh": "This is just the box office revenue, and there will be TV copyright, online copyright, overseas sales, business cooperation, government subsidies, industry subsidies and other income sharing."

Chen Jianjun had an unbelievable expression on his face, and he stuttered: "This, this, it's only been a few months, and you've made 1 million?"

Chen Gan smiled, and said: "Originally, the box office should only be around 10 billion, but my friend came one after another to make a show, which made the popularity so high."

Chen Jianjun leaned back on his chair and said with a wry smile, "I've been guarding stocks every day, not to mention a few months, and it only takes a year for a good market to make tens of thousands, you..."

Chen Gan chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, I won't lose money if I vote in my friend's film and television drama."

Chen Jianjun smiled gratifiedly and said, "I didn't hurt you for nothing."

After finishing speaking, he thought for a while and said, "When the money arrives in the account, you can just give me 5000 million yuan. I have an explanation to your aunt. After all, I sold a house, and you can handle the rest of the money yourself."

Chen Gan waved his hand and said: "That's impossible, all the money must be given to you, let's talk about how to distribute it, let my dad know about it, and you have to smoke me. Of course, if you want to reward me with one or two sports cars, then I won't refuse either."

When Chen Jianjun heard this, he pointed at him and said with a smile, "You brat."

Chen Gan grinned.

Also in a good mood is Qian Song, who invested 3500 million and got even more.

In fact, Django got the most points.

First of all, as the producer of Huafeng Media, the share is 15% of the total box office after deducting various taxes.

Secondly, as a screenwriter, director and copyright holder, he also has a share.

All in all, this "Initial D" made a lot of money.

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It is said that March is warm in spring, but March in the magic city still has the breath of winter. I wanted to enjoy the spring scenery of this magic city, but unexpectedly the wind was too strong, making people shiver with cold.

"Here we are. The shredded pork noodles with snow bamboo shoots here are cheap and delicious. It's hard to find in today's high-consumption big monsters. I will come here to eat once when I have time." Zhou Lingwei brought Jiang Ge to Pingxingguan Road The "Mr. Cai" at the intersection with Luochuan East Road.

"It looks delicious." Django had already seen that there were no empty seats in the restaurant.

After waiting for a few minutes, I got a seat by the window. The cherry blossoms outside were in full bloom, which was particularly eye-catching against the red brick wall.

After Django sat down, he took off his mask.

Zhou Lingwei picked up the tablet to order food, raised her head and said, "If you want to eat something else, he also has it."

Django smiled and said, "Just eat the same as you."

So, Zhou Lingwei ordered two large portions of shredded pork noodles with snow bamboo shoots and eggs.

After putting down the tablet, he said with a smile in his eyes: "I said I would treat you to a big meal, but you want to come to a small shop."

Jiang Ge rubbed his forehead and said: "Save the big meal for later. During the Chinese New Year, my mother cooks big fish and meat every day. Let's change the taste first."

Zhou Lingwei grinned, and said, "My mother is too, I'm getting fat."

Django stared at it for a few moments, then smiled and said, "It's okay, not very fat."

Zhou Lingwei gave him a blank look, changed the subject, and said, "I've added all the suggestions you gave me to the show. Also, can you really come up with eight songs to participate?"

Jiang Ge made up a lie: "The words are all ready-made poems, and the music composition is simple."

Zhou Lingwei believed it, and said: "Then, I will report Shiyue's and the others' names."

Django smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't cheat you, the quality of every song is guaranteed."

Zhou Lingwei smiled sweetly and said, "If I didn't believe you, how could I ask you to help you?"

"Here comes the noodles, be careful of being hot." The waiter came over with a plate and put the noodles on the table for two people.

Zhou Lingwei said: "Taste the taste of the old shop in Shanghai."

At first glance, it looks very plain. The bamboo shoots, pickled vegetables, and shredded pork are of average weight, but the noodles are a big bowl. Jiang Ge first used a spoon to drink the soup, saying: "It tastes very delicious."

Zhou Lingwei smiled and said, "That's right, I can't go wrong with my recommendation."

start.

Jiang Ge chomped, while Zhou Lingwei chomped, forming a contrast.

When I walked out of the store after eating, a gust of cold wind hit my face, and it would be a pain to stay outside for an extra minute in this weather.

but.

The sun was hitting his face, but there was still a hint of warmth. Django asked as he walked, "By the way, do you want to buy my new drama?"

Zhou Lingwei blinked and said, "I forgot about it just now, the station accepted your offer, but the broadcasting time has to be brought forward to March 3th, because it is going to have a spring show with other stations. If you agree, this week Find a time to sign the contract."

"March 3th..." Django calculated, the machine will be turned on in Hengdian tomorrow, and there are 18 days left. Three episodes are more than enough, and he said, "Yes."

Zhou Lingwei said again: "Also, my show will start recording next week, I remember your songs and people."

Jiang Ge nodded and said: "For the first episode, let's go to Xu Chenyi. With his current popularity, he can increase the popularity of the show and create momentum."

Under Zhou Lingwei's willow-like eyebrows, her eyes were as happy as the soft moonlight, and she said, "Thank you."

Django was slightly taken aback.

This touch of her smile is like a round of warm sun, making people feel like a spring breeze.

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The next day, Hangcheng Hengdian Film and Television City.

With Django's arrival, the crew of "Kangxi and Xiaobao" officially started operation.

"Jiang Dong, thank you." This was the first sentence Shen Yang said when he saw Jiang Ge.

"Is there any trouble with the original company?" Django asked concerned.

"I communicated with the boss when I went back after filming Xiao Yu'er. I could accept the scenes and receive notifications at will as my compensation to the company, but I will not renew the contract when the contract expires. I will go to report my kindness." Shen Yang said .

"It's serious, gold shines everywhere." Jiang Ge patted him on the shoulder and said old-fashionedly: "This drama is well acted, it is your first step towards becoming a superstar, and it is also a very important step."

Shen Yang nodded vigorously, and promised: "Thank you, Director Jiang, for your trust. I will put in all my efforts to perform this drama well and play this role well."

Django smiled lightly and said, "I like you."

Shen Yang's love for acting and his gratitude to Jiang Ge turned into motivation.

While chatting, the two walked towards the opening ceremony venue.

(End of this chapter)