I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

Come on, go in and eat, and talk while eating. Lin Dong walked in first.

The driver Tian Dazhuang followed him.

In addition to protecting his safety, he also took on the task of helping him drink.

Lin Dong doesn't drink, resolutely doesn't drink, and doesn't give anyone face.

So he arranged for Tian Dazhuang to help him hold back the wine.

After drinking, the company will send a new driver over.

Tian Dazhuang has a very strong drinking capacity. Lin Dong took him out and never saw him drunk.

However, for the sake of brother Da Zhuang's health, Lin Dong gave him an extra salary. Tian Da Zhuang is the only driver, and now his monthly salary is 70,000, which is definitely a high salary in the company.

Wang Yingjun flipped through the menu, but in the end he only ordered one vegetable.

So polite. Lin Dong shook his head.

Swish Swish Swish!

Nine dishes for three people.

This is already a very restrained point of view.

After all, it's your own money.

When eating with Liu Heyang and the others yesterday, the dishes Lin Dong ordered couldn't fit on a large table.

How about it, lend me some more or less, Wang Yingjun looked at Lin Dong expectantly, and finally slapped his thigh after experiencing an inspiration: If you can invest half a million yuan in my movie, I will help you. The paper is solved.

Fog Grass!

This man is too immoral.

Lin Dong remained silent, just watching him perform.

If the movie doesn't make money, how about taking the 500,000 as my loan? Wang Yingjun bit the bullet and continued to fool around.

He felt that Lin Dong was too difficult to fool.

He seems to be an ignorant young man, but in fact he doesn't like oil and salt.

Tell me first, why don't the movies you make sell for money?

Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish.

This ancient Chinese proverb, Lin Dong, a foreign devil, took it very seriously.

If you help me lose millions, why not tell me the secret of losing money.

There is an allusion that there is a singer who came to Yingzhong in the state of Chu. At first, he sang 'Xialiba people', and there were thousands of people in the middle school; when the singer sang 'Yanga Xielu', there were only hundreds of people in the middle school. When the singer sings Yangchun Baixue, there are no more than dozens of middle school peacemakers. When some difficult skills are added to the song, that is, leading merchants and engraving feathers, mixed with exiles, there are no more than three middle school peacemakers. It's just a few people. The final conclusion is, 'It's Qu Mi Gao, and Qi Mi is few.' You are an art student, can you understand?

What a mess.

But Lin Dong finally understood a little bit.

This is not enough to explain the doubts in his heart. If you want to talk about literary films, you must lose money.

Du Qixi's play would not be what it is now.

So he asked: A new movie called New Road has recently hit theaters. Why do you think it was successful?

There are four directors with a box office of 100 million in the industry, namely Zhang Lue, Chen Ai, Ma Da, and Zhou Longxing, and four directors with zero box office, namely Zhang Ke, Wang Bo'an, Tian Qiang, and the other is me.

The Du Qixi you mentioned obviously belongs to another category. His literary films are not literary at all.

Talking about Du Qixi, Wang Yingjun sighed.

In a sense, he is not even comparable to a young man who just came out of school.

Lin Dong firmly remembered the names of the four people.

This is the first time he has heard of the four big zero box office.

How about it, you can lend me some money, and I'll write your thesis for you. You will never find such a good shooter like me. Wang Yingjun boasted to himself, and he didn't think it was an academic scandal.

I don't need you to help me write the thesis. Lin Dong shook his head.

You can just lend me some. Wang Yingjun stalked, and he didn't have the air of being a teacher in the morning.

Lin Dong admired him a lot, but also felt a little sad.

Representative of the sixth generation of directors!

Regular visitor to the three major film festivals!

The existence that was supposed to be admired by all kinds of people was forced to become a rascal.

Debt not paid.

Is he stumped and doesn't want to pay it back?

Swindle.

Maybe there is still a filming crew waiting for him to ask for alms and go back to start work.

How about this, you take back the one million you invested yourself, the French will take 40% of the 10 million production costs for you, and our company will make up the remaining 60% for you, how about it?

Wang Yingjun stared blankly at Lin Dong.

It took a long time before shaking his head: This joke is not funny at all.

He thought Lin Dong was joking.

You can go to our company with me later, and sign a contract to transfer money today.

Lin Dong picked up the chopsticks.

The dishes have already started to be served.

Have a meal!

If you pay for it yourself, you have to eat more.

Wang Yingjun didn't have much appetite, and he was dubious all the way, until he stood in the most prosperous area of ​​the capital and saw two twins at the front desk.

He reacted as if waking up.

So you are an artist from Kleist Culture Media!

Oh? Teacher Wang also knows about our company.

You have cast so many literary films last year, it's hard not to know.

There was one word he didn't say.

At that time, I thought you wouldn’t be able to survive the Chinese New Year.

After all, it's a ruined film and television company, you rented the most expensive place in the capital, and found two identical front desks.

This matter spread in circles.

Six million was transferred, the contract was signed, and Wang Yingjun burst into tears.

This drama doesn't need him to beg everywhere.

As a director with zero box office, almost no investors still buy his account.

In addition, he cheated and cheated for filming, and even avoided his friends. If he doesn't borrow money, he is a good friend. When it comes to borrowing money, everyone is very busy.

What made him cry even more was yet to come.

After the contract is signed here, Lin Dong immediately settles the settlement.

He is a little nervous now, he always suspects that this kind of movie that seems impossible to make money will make a lot of money.

【Settlement in progress...】

[Project title movie That Year I Was Eleven, with a production cost of 10 million yuan and a total box office of 4.98 million yuan. According to the investment ratio, you lost a total of 4.9542 million yuan. Congratulations on your successful loss]

[Since the consumption is not the initial capital of the system, the settlement fee galleon will not be granted]

[After settlement, since the funds in the system account are not zero, a new round of initial funds will not be issued. The current fund balance of your system account is 117.7978 million yuan (excluding the other 30 million yuan in the company account)]

【You still have a completed project—Northern Peace, do you want to settle it immediately】

【no】

Lin Dong planned to take care of Wang Yingjun first.

It is the uncle who can help him lose money!

It's all about helping him make money...

Keke, okay.

It doesn't seem right to say that, but Wang Yingjun did a great job in this play.

Mr. Wang, if you want to make a movie in the future, don't run around looking for money, just come and find us.

Wang Yingjun almost passed out from happiness.

Thank you, thank you, I don't even know how to thank you.

Our company plans to hold a literary festival in the future, and set up a film fund to specifically support literary films, present awards to literary films, and invest in literary films. We also hope that Mr. Wang will support our work.

Lin Dong despises the millions of dollars invested in literary and artistic films.

But he understands the truth that adding up a little makes a lot.

A literary film loses 5 million, isn't it 50 million for ten?

You can say that literary and artistic films also have wonderful ways to make money.

For example, New Road filmed by traitor Du Qixi.

But that's just a minority.

Most of the literary films have lost everything.