Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry.

Chapter 478

This is it again.

Yu Dongqing reluctantly replied that she only had such an idea now and did not plan to start filming soon.

"I know, you have to write the script first, and you write it yourself."

I don't mean that
"Holly, don't rush to write slowly, but there is one thing, our emperor will have to invest when the time comes."

After hearing this, Yu Dongqing had no choice but to reply:
"Boss Jin, it's too early to talk about investment, right? We'll discuss it later."

"Okay, then we will have a meal together and discuss while eating."

The news that Yu Dongqing will make a new martial arts film spreads on the Internet. Of course, martial arts fans are very happy: finally, they don't have to watch those bad movies to rape their eyes!
People in the industry are also looking forward to it. Film critic Zhang Liming said on his Weibo that Yu Dongqing opened up a new world of martial arts movies with "Swordsman". Will the follow-up work surpass the previous one?

Of course, these comments and comments will not disturb Yu Dongqing's mood. What annoys him is that some film and television companies and investors have contacted the studio through various channels and even called him himself to ask for investment!

Many wealthy people said that it was nothing to invest tens of millions or hundreds of millions. Yu Dongqing made a rough estimate and found that it was already close to 10 billion!
Please.

I'm just making a martial arts film, and I'm not building an airplane. Does it need so much investment?

Yu Dongqing asked Yang Liu to reply in unison: Thank you for your concern, the new film is still in the works, and there is not even a script yet, and as for the shooting, I don’t know when it will be.
I almost wrote: Investment is risky, everyone needs to be cautious.

But there was one person who couldn't refuse.

"Holly, we are old friends."

In Yu Dongqing's small courtyard teahouse, a man with a back comb and shiny hair was sitting on a rattan chair chatting with Yu Dongqing.

Zhang Longwen, the boss of Jinlong Mining Group, now lives in Yanjing and is active in the film and television investment circle.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you being polite to me? Come, drink tea, drink tea." Yu Dongqing smiled and filled the other party's teacup with tea.

"Mingqian Longjing tea from Hupao Spring was given by a friend of mine from a tea shop in Hangzhou. How does it taste?"

"Smells, smells good!" Zhang Longwen took a sip and praised it, but his mind was obviously not on the tea.

"Holly, don't forget me about your film investment. This time, you have to invest at least 5000 million!"

Hey.
Others make movies looking for money everywhere, but I make movies because others give money, but I despise it too much!
But you can't say it, and others say you are Versailles.

This Zhang Longwen can make money.

When I got married, I gave a Wagang worth more than [-] yuan. My son made a full moon and sent a pair of tiger head longevity locks hanging around his neck. The weight of the finished color is estimated to be worth [-] yuan.

This time, of course, he didn't come empty-handed. He also sent a blue and white porcelain vase that was said to be produced during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty.

Fortunately, I am not a public servant, otherwise this would be bribery, and I will be in prison!

"Mr. Zhang, we are friends, so we don't talk about strangers." Yu Dongqing also didn't laugh like others: "If I really want to shoot, I will definitely not make as much money as the first part."

"Really?" Zhang Longwen was a little suspicious.

"The investment of tens of millions is not a small amount. How can I lie to you? You said we are friends."

"Will that be a loss?"

"To tell you the truth, it's really possible." Yu Dongqing smiled slightly, and took a sip from her teacup.

"Then why do you still want to shoot?" Zhang Longwen looked at him.

"Because, I think it's fun to shoot like this."

What the hell!

Those tens of millions and hundreds of millions of funds are just for fun?
Good for you.

Zhang Longwen's face was uncertain.

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh: "Then I will also invest and play with you!"

Ah?
Sure enough, he is the coal boss, with courage.

Yu Dongqing smiled and said there was no need to rush the matter. It would be enough to wait for me to write the script and then discuss it slowly.

Just as Zhang Longwen was delivered to the gate, Yu Dongqing's cell phone rang again. When he saw that it was Li Wan calling, he knew what was going on.

"Holly, are you going to make a new film? I'll be the producer, right?" Li Wan cut to the chase.

"Okay." This time Yu Dongqing agreed without hesitation.

I have cooperated with Li Wan several times, and we are very happy with each other.

"Also, my studio needs investment."

I @#￥#￥%%
Yu Dongqing had no choice but to explain again, wait for me to write the script slowly, and then I will talk about it.

After hanging up Li Wan's phone, Yu Dongqing returned to the living room, and saw the blue and white porcelain vase given by Zhang Longwen on the coffee table, and Mingmei was looking at it curiously.

"What? Can you spot the genuine product and the fake product?"

"I don't have that vision." Mingmei replied, "Honey, I have an idea."

"What do you think?"

"Let's also buy some antiques to increase the smell of books at home."

Yu Dongqing doesn't care about adding a book scent, but it's still very good as an investment. You can't always buy a house, right?

Buy gold in troubled times, and hide antiques in prosperous times.

What I said is a reason.

"But, I don't know how to do it." Yu Dongqing replied.

"My dad understands. Tomorrow, I'll go back to my mother's house and tell my dad, and ask him to look around and buy some suitable ones."

"Okay, you can figure out what to do."

Yu Dongqing didn't bother to worry about it, and she didn't have the pleasure of it herself.

Going to Panjiayuan and Liulichang to wander around is better than drinking tea and fishing.

This weekend, Yu Dongqing was fishing, naturally with three close buddies.

Still in Shangzhuang Reservoir.

They have visited all the fishing places near Yanjing, but they still like to come here.

In late spring, on the way to the reservoir, Yu Dongqing felt happy when he saw wild flowers blooming on the roadside.

It's still the same place, a three-way bay in Shangzhuang Reservoir. Four people are lined up in a row, sitting on the pony and looking at the fishing rods in the lake.

The spring breeze blows, and it is very comfortable to see flowers and willows everywhere.

It doesn't matter whether you catch something or not, it's just a matter of mood.

"Holly, do you really plan to make another martial arts movie?" Zhang Yang turned his head and asked.

"Everyone is saying that now, I'm afraid I can't do without filming." Yu Dongqing replied.

"Then let's shoot. Seeing that you are always holding your big fat son at home all day, and become a housewife, I will take care of you."

"Is it the sequel to "The Swordsman"? Many people on the Internet have said so." Liu Yimin also interjected.

Yu Dongqing shook her head.

"No."

"From the perspective of economic benefits, making a sequel is a safe choice," said Du Hui, who has always been a fisherman and not very talkative.

"That's why I don't shoot." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Then what kind of story are you going to shoot? The situation in the temple or the struggle for hegemony in the rivers and lakes?"

"No, no, this time I'm filming love and humanity."

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