I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

Will Wang Zheng be embarrassed, will Wang Yingjun be embarrassed?

Impossible!

Based on the impression of Wang Yingjun in his mind, Lin Dong shook his head and rejected this possibility without hesitation.

Mr. Wang, what have you been doing recently? Why is there no news? Lin Dong originally wanted to send a message, but finally called.

Although more and more friends use text messages to communicate, it is more convenient to call for more serious matters.

What do you mean? Wang Yingjun was puzzled.

I mean, do you have any plans to make a movie recently? Lin Dong didn't understand.

Why does it feel like a chicken talking to a duck?

Filming? My movie is showing! Wang Yingjun was shocked.

Ah, didn't it come out last September? Lin Dong hurriedly turned on the computer on his desk and searched for the release time of Runner.

What caught my eye was April 30, 2015, which was released at the end of last month?

Oops, oolong.

Sure enough, Wang Yingjun's grief and indignation could be heard through the phone, and he almost asked in an accusing tone: Last September, last September was the Venice Awards, and it was only released this year. It was released at the end of April, May 1st. Later, you didn't even go to see it, huh?

Uh, sorry, I've been a little busy recently. Lin Dong felt very guilty.

Although he is the sponsor and the one who pays, it is indeed too much to be so indifferent.

The movie I invested in, I didn't even know the release time.

It's all the fault of the system!

Yes, blame the system.

After all this is settled, I still pay attention to what the project does.

... What else can Wang Yingjun say, Lin Dong gave him money, and he is a big boss. He wants to be an actor and manage such a big company, so it's normal to ignore his little transparency.

Alas, little transparency.

Ahem, it was released at the end of last month, how was the box office? Lin Dong hurriedly made amends, and expressed concern.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted it.

Emma, ​​it's not like which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, it's not necessary to sprinkle salt on the wound.

The production cost was 32 million, and the total box office was 11.5 million, which is a little bit worse than dating each other, and even asked how the box office was.

Oh, this one, again... Wang Yingjun bit the bullet and admitted that he couldn't do it, but he was not convinced, and immediately began to complain: When the schedule hit Why Sheng Xiaomo, I also expected in advance that the filming would not be good. It will be too high, I think 5% is enough, but the first day of filming is only 1%, can you believe it, only 1%.

It was a man silent and a woman crying, and the one who heard it was sad, and Lin Dong didn't know how to comfort him.

Mr. Lin, I know that your theater chain also wants to make money, but I ask you to arrange more movies for me. I won't admit defeat. I think my movies still have quality and audience. If you speak in person , Wang Yingjun may have fallen to the ground and hugged Lin Dong's thigh while talking.

All right, I'll ask someone to line up for you, and we'll also hold an event on Miaozhuo.com. Lin Dong had no reason to refuse.

Anyway, for items that have already been settled, even if there is a change in the box office later, it will not affect the system funds in his account. If there is more or less, the system will eat more and make up less.

People are a system, so everything is reasonable.

I just can't figure it out, what's wrong with my movie, why doesn't it have a breaking point? The more Wang Yingjun talked, the more depressed he became. One can imagine the pressure these days when the movie was released.

Ms. Wang, why don't you come over here, let's chat. Lin Dong decided to enlighten the other party.

Such a director who has no money prospects must be cherished, and he must not be kept entangled in box office issues, otherwise, he will be the next Wang Zhou in the future-the one who directed Lingshan King.

From Wang Zhou, Lin Dong came to a conclusion.

A director is very stable and has been stable, but it does not mean that he will be stable until the end.

Wang Yingjun will come soon.

Come on, let's have some tea. It's made by a novice, but the level is already very good. Lin Dong signaled Wang Yingjun to calm down first.

This is the tea made by Gangzi, and Lin Dong gave him this task in order to make him more stable.

I really tried my best, but it's still like this. Wang Yingjun was very frustrated.

When he was young, he was an unruly boy who didn't want to be restrained. He used his works to express his opinion, and he frequently produced excellent works and his reputation was overwhelming.

However, 20 years later, although excellent works are still shot, there are also awards. But compared with Hua Yan and Jia Kechang in the same period, it lacks the taste of the past.

The word-of-mouth accumulated earlier has become more and more ruthless in the pursuit of commerciality.

The atmosphere of literature and art is also gradually disappearing in the increasingly heavy commercial atmosphere.

And the key point is that his commercial taste is getting stronger and stronger, but he still doesn't make money if he should not make money. This is the most painful part for him.

If he can get the right amount of money, and let him eat shit, he will admit it.

Now the shit is eaten, but the money is still not earned.

Let's put it this way, Lin Dong took a sip of tea, cleared his mind, and entered a state of fooling around. He absolutely didn't believe what he said next, and he said casually: I really don't think your movie can have any box office.

Slap in the face, face to face.

Wang Yingjun was a little angry, what do you mean by that.

Call me over and humiliate me?

But I appreciate your movies very much. Lin Dong quickly picked up, lest Wang Yingjun pounce on him and bite him.

Wang Yingjun was not moved.

Is not this nonsensical?

Believe me, hammer, if you really appreciate my movie, you don't even know when my movie will be released?

Believe it or not, I actually like your early movies more. You really can't watch your current movies, Lin Dong continued to take the breakdown therapy, determined to give Wang Yingjun a complete blow.

Early... Wang Yingjun was stunned.

He has heard many people say similar things, saying that his early films are more spiritual and talented, and that he is a genius director who does not belong to Hua Yan and Jia Kechang.

Start bowing to the market now.

this is not good.

But the person who said these words is absolutely impossible to be an investor.

The purpose of the investor is to make money, not to fill the soul with chicken soup. After all, his early movie box office was a mess.

Yeah, I hope you can make more films similar to your early ones, full of spirituality, with a strong desire to express, so that people can think about life after watching it. Lin Dong is like a fan of cerebral palsy at this time.

But such a movie can't make money. Wang Yingjun was distressed.

Mr. Wang, no matter how much you want to cater to the market, you still can't give up your bottom line, so if you want to make money, no one is willing to vote for your movie. Lin Dong said.

Then what about you? Wang Yingjun's face was ashen.

I voted for your movie not to make money. I like movies, I invest in movies, I also act in movies, and I plan to be a director to make movies myself, so you don't have to think about catering to the market. Lin Dong gave A shot of a shot in the arm.

Well, one has to give up something after all one's life. Wang Yingjun was grateful.

Well, as long as you don't cater to the market, no matter what movie you make, I will invest in it. I will take care of your next movie and the next one. Lin Dong gave him another dose.

As for whether Wang Yingjun will be spoiled.

After Lin Dong leaves in the future, Wang Yingjun will still have to cater to the market painfully.

This is also impossible.

Lin Dong feels that his three views are already very upright, and it doesn't hurt to be selfish once in a while.