my wife is a showman

Chapter 141
"Brother Xu, their style of work is different from Mr. Wu's. It may be difficult to deal with it, and they don't care whether the fund makes money or not."

"If you send him a message, you will invite him to attend the investor meeting tomorrow."

"Well, if he doesn't agree, forget it. I quit this project, and it's only 1000 million. You can raise it casually based on your connections. Alas, it's too difficult. It's too difficult to do something."

Liu Boxu babbled, his mood fell to the bottom.

"What, you want to go back and continue shooting those three long-shot independent films?"

"Whatever I can do, no one in this group can handle it. They are the bosses."

"Don't worry, I'll do it tomorrow. I promise your family that I will take you to earn money. You can't just let it go."

"You can't beat them, don't make trouble with yourself, forget it."

"Forget it if this happens. Then pack your luggage and go back to the village. Don't get involved in this industry." After Xu Lang finished speaking, he went to paint with his daughter.

Liu Bo did not expect that Xu Lang not only did not blame himself for his poor performance, but also encouraged him in turn.

Because of the sudden incident, Xu Lang contacted Shi Shi, Ma Ke, Wang Baobao, Wu Jingsong and other investors at night, and agreed to hold a share contract meeting tomorrow.

But he only told Shi Shi and Ma Ke the real situation, Wang Baobao didn't dare to say it, for fear that he would retreat again.

After all, this guy just wants to make a lot of money and doesn't want to offend anyone. If he knows there is trouble, he can probably run faster than a rabbit.

"Xu Lang, why don't you make another script and stop making this one. My investment will continue to be effective, and it's okay to add another 500 million. By the way, I've finished reading your novel "The Lonely Detective". It's great. , let's make an online drama." Ma Ke said.

"Are you scared too?"

"No, I can't figure it out with those people."

"It's okay, I'll take care of it."

Even Shi Shi advised this.

Of course Xu Lang has no shortage of scripts, and he adapted it in a week. He wanted to shoot too much.

Literary works such as "Metamorphosis", "Eternal Life", "Running at Night", "Forging Swords", "Fortress Besieged", etc. can all be adapted into best-selling and compelling works. These scripts are all ready-made in his mind.

The problem is that he spent too much effort on this film, and he couldn't do it, so he had to compromise, even if it was a little less.

……

At 03:30 in the afternoon of the next day, everyone has arrived, but the secretary general of the foundation has not yet arrived.

If Wu Jingsong hadn't called him, he wouldn't have wanted to come.

This guy's name is Zhao Liqun, he's about the same age as Wu Jingsong, he doesn't know fart, but he's full of authority.

"Xu Lang, are all the funds in place?" Wang Baobao asked with a smile.

"Basically, today we mainly talk about the share."

"Oh, all right."

Wang Baobao followed Chen Ge in the empty office for a while, and sighed: "A trench is a trench, this office is really exciting."

"Temporarily lend it to the crew for free." Chen Ge introduced.

"Bloody."

Xu Lang pulled Wu Jingsong to the stairwell outside and wanted to consult him.

"Teacher, how much share do you think I will take, and will he accept it?" Xu Lang asked sincerely.

Wu Jingsong sighed, lit a cigarette, and said, "I'm afraid it's not a matter of sharing. He doesn't care about whether the fund makes money. I understand this old Zhao. It's very important, but my deputy team leader is just an idle job. Money matters can’t be talked about.”

"Then he wants to benefit?" Xu Lang asked.

"Maybe, you can talk to him later and see what's going on."

"Okay, can you please go over the script with them? I'm worried that Baby Wang will back down."

"Well, I'll stabilize them first."

Liu Bo had already asked the clerk of Fengge Film and Television to scan all the storyboards into the computer, ready to show them to everyone.

In the later period, Xu Lang will draw more. When promoting, they will be printed as albums, and will be given away in a lucky draw on the official account of "Broken Soul Gun", and they will be collected with tickets. It is estimated that about 3 copies will be printed, and the cost will be hundreds of thousands.

It's a new form of publicity that hasn't been done by any movie yet.

The main reason is that Xu Lang spent a lot of energy, it is really beautiful, and if the response is good in the later stage, it can be sold as a book.

Liu Bo sent the script to everyone for review and communicated some details.

"The director of special effects for photography, costumes, etc. is not in place. Why are we discussing the script? Isn't it about the investment share?" Wang Baobao asked.

"What's the rush, baby, isn't Xu Lang still here because of something?" Shi Shi said.

"Oh, okay, there's no action scene in the script, we have to discuss it."

Wang Baobao always felt that something was wrong, and the secretary-general of the foundation hadn't come yet.

And looking at the faces of the two beauties, there seemed to be some sadness.

Xu Lang was waiting at the elevator entrance. Zhao Liqun came out with his bag under his arm. He didn't recognize him and rang the doorbell to get in.

"Secretary-General Zhao, right?" Xu Lang smiled, took out his card and swiped the access control.

"Ah you are?"

"Xu Lang."

Zhao Liqun was a little surprised, the two met for the first time.

"Oh, I heard Liu Bo say you are the producer, right? Have you started? Sorry, I'm very busy."

"What have you been busy with lately?"

"Isn't my child going to study abroad recently? I have to go through the formalities."

"Study abroad is expensive."

"you do not say."

"Then how much do you want?" Xu Lang asked straight to the point.

"How much for what?"

Zhao Liqun is not used to Xu Lang's directness. He is good at making points without breaking them. He likes to drink Kung Fu tea and play Tai Chi and Bagua.

"Don't you think my share ratio is too high? I would like to ask how much share you want."

"I haven't invested, so how can I get a share? Besides, I'm the manager of the fund, so I can't participate in the share."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Where is the bathroom?" Zhao Liqun answered irrelevantly, looking around.

"I'll take you there."

Xu Lang took Zhao Liqun to the bathroom. He walked up and down, actually observing whether there was anyone in the cubicle.

"Don't worry, there are no employees here."

"Where's your phone?" he asked.

"Put it in the office."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I'm also helping my friend."

Zhao Liqun sat on the toilet and lit a cigarette. The smell was overwhelming and the door was not closed.

"It's like this. The child of a distant relative of mine is also an actor and a major student. Let me ask if you have any suitable roles in this play."

"Is she a girl?" Xu Lang asked.

"Well, as for the salary, she said it shouldn't be too much, we are a small production, 200 million cash plus 8% will do, she seems to be worth this."

"What about my share?"

"If you have her joining, then the show will definitely be a success. It's not too much to get 15%."

"What's her name?"

"Jiang Ruoruo."

"The name sounds nice. I don't think I've heard of it." Xu Lang had never heard of such a young [-]th-line actor.

"She's also good-looking. It's no problem to be a heroine. Doesn't your script have a role of a drug seller?"

"Yeah, but the contract for that role has already been signed and cannot be changed. Look at what it's like to be a woman who is a gangster. It's very challenging. As for the salary, it's only 100 million." Xu Lang had already compromised.

Zhao Liqun, who was cowardly and cowardly just now, raised his head to look at Xu Lang, and slammed the door shut.

Xu Lang went to lock the bathroom door, picked up the phone from the corner to save the recording, put it in his pocket, took a few steps back, and kicked open the door of the cubicle.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Xu Lang grabbed his hair, swept him down with one kick, knelt on the ground, pressed his fat head into the toilet.

"You asked for 877 million dirty money from young directors in two years."

"Ugh...let me go...are you..."

"Last year, you slept with your lover 78 times, and Jiang Ruoruo made twelve of them. I'll read the hotel name and room number to you one by one..."

By the time Xu Lang finished reading, Zhao Liqun had already vomited and collapsed on the ground.

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