Rebirth Enchanted Xiangjiang

"Mr. Joe?" The Fatty Man frowned.

"Yes." Qiao Feng said lightly.

"Mr. Joe, I'm talking with Mr. Zhang and Ms. Gong. I'm afraid it's not good for you to intervene like this?" The fat on Fatty's face was crumpled together, ugly.

"I don't think so." Qiao Feng said with a light smile: "Business, you can talk, I can also talk. You can find Miss Gong to film, and I can also find Miss Gong to film."

"But, I have already negotiated with Mr. Zhang, and the deposit has been set. Mr. Joe, it would be too unruly for you to insert a foot at this time. "The fat guy was so angry that his voice became louder.

"Hehe, Mr. Weinstein, talking about business is not about someone who has a loud voice, but someone who pays a higher price. As for the deposit, have you paid?" Qiao Feng sneered.

"No." Gong Li was able to seize the opportunity to assist: "Director Zhang has not yet decided whether to sell the North American distribution rights, and the deposit is only a mention of the deposit, and Director Zhang did not agree."

Gong Li gestured with his chin to the fat man who just wanted to take advantage of his face.

"That's it. Since Director Zhang hasn't agreed, I can naturally participate in the competition. I don't know, how much the price is?" Qiao Feng didn't even look at the fat man with ugly face like a dead mother. Just thinking of him as a transparent person seems to ask Zhang Yimou.

"400,000 U.S. dollars." With Gong Li, Zhang Yimou naturally knew that it would be impractical to say a higher number to increase the price of Judou, so he told the truth.

However, Zhang Yimou didn't honestly just talk about the price given by the fat man.

He saw Qiao Feng come forward, especially when the fat man was teasing and even wanted to take advantage of Gongli. He knew that Qiao Feng would definitely help Gongli.

Although Qiao Feng is the owner of MGM, one of the seven largest Hollywood players, and a world-class rich man, Fatty Man is not Xiao Xiami.

Especially fat people are still Jews, in the world, in Hollywood, Jews are the most grouped ethnic group.

Moreover, the Jewish power in Hollywood is not so big. It is no exaggeration to say that Hollywood is basically completely controlled by Jewish power.

From the behind-the-scenes consortium of the film company to the company executives to the producer to the director to the actor, the Jews can be seen everywhere.

Qiao Feng is rich and the owner of one of the top seven in Hollywood, but he has to weigh it if he wants to deal with fat people.

And since it is more troublesome to deal with the fat man, if Qiao Feng is unwilling to ask the bodyguard to kill him when the fat man has not done anything outrageous, then the best way to vent his anger is to disturb the fat man's business.

That Qiao Feng would definitely grab Judou's North American distribution rights with Fatty Fatty.

Based on this judgment, Zhang Yimou had an idea in his mind. After telling Qiao Feng of Fatty’s bid, he pretended to say one more thing: "Mr. Weinstein also said that he could help Judou win next year’s Oscar for Best Picture. "

Zhang Yimou’s idea is also simple. To put it this way, he will definitely increase the price of Judou.

After all, if Qiao Feng wants to grab the North American distribution rights of Judou with Fatty Fatty, even if the price is not higher than Fatty Fatty's offer, it can't be lower.

Therefore, in the case of Fatty Man's bid of 400,000 U.S. dollars, plus a promise or possibility of winning the Oscar for Best Picture, the price must be higher.

Fatty Man gave this promise, you Qiao Feng is always embarrassed that you want to buy the North American distribution copyright of Judou for the same 400,000 US dollars.

You can’t help Judou to help me win the Oscar Award for Best Picture, even if it’s just a nomination. If you want Judou’s North American distribution copyright, you must at least compensate for the price.

I have to say that Zhang Yimou's Xiao Jiujiu is still very good.

It’s just that he forgot, but it’s the Oscars. If the fat man can give this promise, can’t Qiao Feng not be able to give it?

In addition to operating a movie and being nominated for Oscars, Fatty

But the films that Qiao Feng invested in have won many Oscars. Those sound effects and art awards will not be mentioned. Just the Oscar-winning actress and queen Qiao Feng has already won them. Two, it’s not too far away, just got it not long ago.

Even Qiao Feng himself has already won the Oscar-winning screenwriter Xiao Jinren.

So, is the Oscar nomination for best foreign language film still a matter?

As long as you give up money for PR, just a nomination, soeasy.

"No problem, four hundred thousand is four hundred thousand. I also guarantee you an Oscar nomination."

Qiao Feng's reply made Zhang Yimou, who was still thinking that Qiao Feng could pay more, didn't react for a while, and was stunned on the spot.

Nima, do you want to do this? Qiao Feng, you are so rich, so don’t you need to do it like that? Since you want to fight the fat man, it’s good for you to pay 10,000 dollars more.

But you are actually paying the same price as the fat man, which is not shameful.

Zhang Yimou's silent cry, contempt.

"Mr. Qiao, you are unruly." The fat man looked at Qiao Feng and said sharply.

Then the fat man was so angry with Qiao Feng, he turned to look at Zhang Yimou, "Mr. Zhang, I will give you one million dollars plus the promise of Oscar nomination. As long as you agree, I will immediately give you 200,000 dollars. Deposit."

"What? One million dollars?" Hearing the numbers popping out of Fatty's mouth, Zhang Yimou's calves were weak. He had already stood up after Qiao Feng arrived, and almost sat on the ground with his legs weak and butt.

"Yes, one million dollars." The fat man looked at Qiao Feng obliquely, and said provocatively with a deliberately grudge: "Mr. Joe, Judou's film is expected in the North American market. I think you should count it. It’s not even worth four hundred thousand dollars. But now that I have paid a million dollars, do you still want to fight with me? If you still want to grab a million dollars, I will withdraw immediately."

"Hahaha." Qiao Feng shook his head funny first, and then laughed louder and louder: "Hahaha, hahahaha."

"Okay, what a Weinstein. Your trick of bluffing and writing bad checks is really slippery." Qiao Feng clapped his hands and applauded the dead fat man's acting, but he said full of words. "It’s just that, do you think I don’t understand you and regard you as the savior of the world?"

"Mr. Joe, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yimou and Fatty Fatty asked in unison, but the tone was quite different. Zhang Yimou's tone was full of surprise, but Fatty Fatty was guilty and frightened.

"You're a liar." Looking at Fatty Fatty's unwelcome shoehorn face, Qiao Feng spit out a few words.

https://

Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:.Apex novel mobile version reading URL: