Everyone begging me to come out (showbiz)

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Because the number was too long, Fu Hei counted again to make sure that she was right. After confirming that it was such a large number, her eyes were dull, "I have earned so much money..."

"Although it's so much money, it still needs to be cut." Ruan Meng pushed his glasses.

"Eh?" Fu Hei lay on the table curiously and looked up at Ruan Meng, "Then how much will you share?"

Ruan Meng stretched out a finger, "First, we need to deduct seven points of film tax."

"Seven percent tax." Fu Hei poked carefully with the calculator, and felt very relieved when he saw that the number on the calculator was still that big.

"By the way, when some theaters act as distributors to launder money from movies, they will inject taxes into the box office. They don't even need a ghost field. For 7 yuan, there will be 100 million box office, and 700 million is [-] million. , so that the black money will be laundered clean." Ruan Meng explained.

"Hey! Ah Meng is so powerful, I understand all of this!" Fu Hei looked at Ruan Meng with adoring eyes, and when Ruan Meng was complacent, he suddenly turned black, covered his mouth and said in a voice that Ruan Meng could hear, " There must be a movie theater looking for you to launder money and you rejected it, so you know there is such a thing. Ah Meng is the most stupid hehehe."

Ruan Meng: ...you can't tell if you see through it, okay?

Ruan Meng coughed, and continued, "At least [-]% of the tax money handed over will be taken by the cinema."

"Fifty percent!" Fu Hei gripped the calculator tightly, feeling aggrieved, "I worked so hard on filming, and in the end I only earn a little bit of salary. It's not fair that theaters can get [-]% for just showing the movie! "

"Cinemas are also built with money. The staff of venue equipment damage rate, who doesn't need money?" Ruan Meng said, "And if you don't give the theater such a high share, he will steal the box office."

"What?! How dare he!" Fu Hei squeezed the calculator a little harder.

"Although our movies are shown, the tickets are billed from junk movies with a high share. If we give a low share, they won't give us a chance to get the money we deserve." Ruan Meng spread her hands.

"Evil capitalist." Fu He threw the calculator aside angrily, "Forget it, after all the calculations, the money is so little."

Ruan Meng looked at her with a smile, "The rest of the money after deducting the cost is the income of the film studio, and the dividends will be shared according to the shareholding ratio of the producers."

Fu He secretly picked up the calculator, pressed it for a while, and said a little unhappy, "So, we have been busy for so long to earn a few hundred million."

"Isn't it enough to earn a few hundred million in a few months?" Ruan Meng rubbed Fu Hei's head, "It's already a lot. And this is only the domestic box office. When "Squirrel Island" is released overseas, we will get a part of it." The share of the overseas box office."

"Of course it's not enough." Fu Hei pressed the calculator, "Goose Factory bought an ip last month and adapted it into a shoddy mobile game made of rubbish, earning [-] million!"

"You don't want to compare with them." Ruan Meng straightened Fu Hei's face, looked at her pouted mouth, stretched out her finger to poke it back, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you earn more or less, as long as you think As long as your work is valuable. Or do you think money is the only measure of your work's value?"

"It's not the only criterion." Fu Hei raised his little paw as soon as his attitude eased, "But money is still a very important criterion! Investment should pay attention to the rate of return, and our investment has only doubled or tripled! "

"Is it not enough?" Ruan Meng asked.

"Of course not enough!" Fu Hei said righteously, "We also want to open movie theaters and make mobile games!"

Ruan Meng smiled dotingly, and they all agreed, "Good, good, do everything, do everything."

then……

"I want to call Heimeng Mobile Games Studio!"

"turn down!"

"Why?!"

"There is no reason, only Menghei Mobile Games Studio."

"Wow, wow, Ah Meng bullied me. It's not enough to have a cute black, but I still want a second one. It's my fault, I gave you too much preference, and made you feel confident..."

"..." Ruan Meng looked like she had started again.

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Chapter 119

Fu Hei woke up in the morning, looked at the other side of the pillow, it was already empty, she stretched out her hand to feel it, and it was no longer warm.

"Is it late?" Fu Hei turned his head to look at the alarm clock on the bed, it seemed that it was indeed a bit late.

She stretched out on the bed, sat up, put on her clothes rustlingly, slipped on the slippers on the bed, went outside, leaned against the kitchen door frame, half-closed her eyes to see Ruan Meng busy in the kitchen, "What's for breakfast this morning? Buns?"

She saw it.

Ruan Meng turned her head and smiled, "It's milk yellow buns and crab yellow buns, they'll be ready later, you go wash up first."

"Okay..." Fu Hei drew a long tone, covered his mouth and yawned, then shuffled to the bathroom to wash up, bubbling and bubbling.

After washing up, Fu Hei looked brand-new. Glowing all over, he walked to the dining table and took out a chair to sit down. He took out his mobile phone and browsed làng on the Internet.

Ruan Meng put the finished steamed stuffed buns in a small dish and put them on the table, looked at the shiny Fu Hei, and said with some disgust, "Ah Hei, your dandruff is so shiny."

"What kind of dandruff!" Fu Hei poked the bun with his chopsticks, and the bun suddenly burst into guts, "I'm called radiant!"

As she said, there were little stars shining on her body.

Ruan Meng: Hey.

"Meow meow." Fu Hei looked at his phone while eating the steamed stuffed bun.

Ruan Meng hit Fu Hei's hand with the back of her chopsticks, "Don't watch while eating, your eyes are squinting."

Fu He pouted, brought the bracket on the table, put the phone on it, and played the morning news automatically, staring at the screen intently.

Ruan Meng: ...

"...Today, the box office of "Squirrel Island" has been soaring, and it has already rushed to the second place in Chinese film history. The gap with No.1 is not too big. After breaking through the 20 billion mark and entering the top ten in film history in one fell swoop, every time it surpasses one, the related movies have released a poster that will take over from "Squirrel Island". Everyone is looking forward to the final box office performance of "Squirrel Island" …Renri published an article today praising the artistic value of "Squirrel Island" and praised the performance of the leading actor Fu Hei in it, thinking that it was the cooperation between Ruan Meng and Fu Hei that led to the birth of this excellent work..."

Fu Hei's almond eyes widened a little, and he called out to Ruan Meng, "A Meng! Did you hear that, Ren Ri has spoken!"

Ruan Meng drank the porridge with a calm expression, "I heard, what month do you think is better for our wedding?"

"This...!" Fu Hei blushed, "I, I want to see the old huang calendar! Check the huang auspicious day!"

Ruan Meng smiled, "Isn't it faster to check the old Huang's calendar?"

"Hmph!" Fu Hei pouted, his face full of unhappiness, "Why are you asking me after you've made an appointment?"

"There are many auspicious days for the huang Dao, it mainly depends on which day you want to choose." Ruan Meng took out two calendar papers, and some dates were circled with red pens.

"There are so many..." Fu Hei frowned, holding the calendar and worrying, falling into difficulty in choosing.

With an idea, she raised a finger and suggested, "Shouldn't the elders decide on such a big matter?"

"It makes sense." Ruan Meng nodded.

"Let our parents discuss it." Fu Hei threw this trouble to the parents without hesitation.