Rebirth of the loss to become a billionaire

"I'm such a shit, okay, don't you say that the author of the fairy tale Guangliang is not well-known? You can not only get the authorization for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but also directly take down the copyright. When you say it, it is a good deal. Now it is a first time. Something?"

"I... I, uncle, you have to believe me, the thing is a little deviation from what I expected, but as long as I put pressure on them, they have to obediently offer the song."

Feng Junyi bit his scalp, trying to fool his uncle, and then think of another way.

"Hehe, give me the song? Do you know why I was so anxious to find you? Because I have received news that Zhang Yimou, our powerful competitor at the lower box office, is on the way to Guangliang Media.

Do you still want to fool my song?Tell me the truth, what have you done to them?"

Feng Xiaogang's almost roaring sound almost shattered Feng Junyi's mobile phone speaker.

"I... I didn't do anything. I just used some connections to report the programs invested by Guangliang and their company so that they could not broadcast them."

Feng Junyi did not dare to conceal the matter for this reason.

"But, uncle, listen to me, the song "Fairy Tale" is actually not that good, and now it's even less cost-effective.

Guangliang dared to show me when he was not popular. Now he is a bit famous. He still has his tail up to the sky. The license of the song is definitely more expensive. We can change to something else..."

"Cao Nima approved it. My elder brother is not stupid. I gave birth to your stupid 13! How many times have labor and management told you that many scenes in the movie are based on this song. Are you special? Ask me to change the song? Do you want the previous shots? Do you want my movie?

You immediately!immediately!Pack me away, I don't want to see you again!"

Feng Xiaogang was completely disappointed with his nephew.

At this point, he still has to support himself, and he refuses to admit his mistakes. He can't afford such a fool, so let's find another way.

Just hang up the phone after speaking.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Feng Junyi was dumbfounded, regretting in his heart.

By virtue of being the deputy director of Feng Xiaogang's crew, he often eats, drinks and takes cards outside. When he thinks that the benefits no longer belong to him, his heart becomes anxious.

Hastily dialed the phone in the past.

"Uncle, listen to me, you want to fire me, I have no objection, but I hope you can understand that everything I do is for the crew, and the review of the program suddenly blocked their 5 million investment.

They didn't withdraw. As long as we use this as a threat, Zhang Yimou can't steal our song."

The end of the phone fell silent, Feng Junyi thought that his uncle was moved. He was weighing the pros and cons of the matter, and he was a little hopeful in his heart, and said while the iron was hot.

"I will come out to negotiate with him. By that time, we will not only get the fairy tale, but also his blue and white porcelain. It won't cost three thousand dollars!"

"Xiao Yi! Remember that you borrowed me fifty thousand yuan, so you don't have to pay it back."

This immediately slapped Feng Junyi to Le, patted his chest and said, "Thank you uncle for the reward, uncle will put ten thousand hearts..."

"Take money to heal your conscience. You are not only stupid, but also terribly bad! We won't talk anymore. I don't have a vicious relative like you! Maade, what did labor and management have done in your life, and you actually have to share with you? This kind of nephew."

Feng Xiaogang hung up Feng Junyi again.

Feng Junyi quickly picked up the phone and called, and found that the phone had been turned off.

People fell directly into despair.

It's over, it must be pulled into the blacklist.

Don't ask Yang Fanmu for help if you knew it, because labor and capital are trusting him!

Is it too late to find Guangliang to admit his mistake now?

After Feng Xiaogang pulled Yang Fanmula black, put down his work and went straight to the address of Guangliang Artist Company.

Even with the psychological preparation, I was still shocked by the popularity of Guangliang Company after I got there.

The facade of Guangliang Artists Company is located in the main square, and the main square has long been blocked by water.

To squeeze out of the crowd to say something, it takes a long time to line up.

He scolded Feng Junyi again in his heart, if he started early, how could this be so.

At this moment, Chen Weizhi walked out with a loudspeaker.

"Dear friends, I know that you are here for different purposes, but the programs invested by our company have been banned. We are busy processing them. There is really no time to receive you. Please go back."

The crowd did not disperse immediately, but someone asked.

"I take the liberty to ask, is there any show that has been banned? We still have some connections,"

Chen Weizhi thought about it for a while, and he immediately became famous.

"Is a true and false expert."

Everyone frowned, dumbfounded.

What kind of show came, I have never listened to it.

it's fine.

Not afraid of the difficulty, even the goal is not there.

People left one after another to find out the news for the show and see how to solve it.

Seeing the crowd dissipating, Chen Weizhi breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he secretly admired Zhang Tianyi.

No wonder he said yes to wait.

I had expected that "Blue and White Porcelain" would be so popular.

A good move to take advantage of strength.

As for why Mr. Zhang’s audio for Kumao is incomplete, that’s his best point. It evaded copyright issues and made it seem spontaneous. If others want to sue them for infringement, they can’t do it.

Zhang Tianyi, who was far away in the office, said "???"

Almost all the people were gone, but three groups were left behind.

Chen Weizhi did not dare to open his mouth and drive people away easily.

Because she recognized two of them, both of whom were famous directors.

One is Feng Xiaogang, who was born in Qingyou City and has won numerous awards in the Chinese film industry.

The other is Zhang Yimou, a famous international director who specializes in international routes.

Both of them are very important figures in the film industry, who would have come to their little temple.

The two sides are facing each other, and the atmosphere is very delicate, and Chen Weizhi dared not speak out.

"Lao Zhang, why don't you go here to join in the fun if you don't shoot your "Let the Bullets Float for awhile"?"

Feng Xiaogang stared at Zhang Yimou warily.

"Then you, why don't you shoot your "Best of them" and why come here!"

Zhang Yimou sneered.

"What are you doing here, what shall I do!"

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Zhang Yimou's face was warm and angrily scolded.

"Cao Yi, whose surname is Feng, you are making a modern youth film. Why did you come over to fight with me for "Blue and White Porcelain"? You deliberately fight against me, come and come, it just so happened that we didn't know the winner last time. ."

With that said, Zhang Yimou pulled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

"My "Fairy Tale" is not something you can move, to decide the outcome? Come on, I'm afraid you and I are the bastard!"

Feng Xiaogang also pulled up his sleeves and replied strongly.

Just after the words were spoken, they said in unison.

"Who said I want blue and white porcelain (fairy tale)."

Both sides immediately froze, staring at each other with big eyes, then hooked their shoulders and put their backs together, reducing to laughter.

"Oh, brother Feng is embarrassed. I am a person who is impatient and doesn't know how to speak. You must not put your words at ease if you are too much to decide whether to win or lose."

"Brother Zhang, what are you talking about? It's not a misunderstanding. Didn't we just make an appointment to eat and gather together and drink to decide the outcome."

"Right right... Brother Feng is right."

Chen Weizhi stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

Worthy of being a famous director, he hated not to be a life-and-death one second, and became even closer than his brother in the next second.

The two smiled, their eyes turned to the last person at the same time.

There are only two songs, one for each of them, and any one you want is against one of them.

"Don't worry, fairy tales and blue and white porcelain are good, but they are not suitable for me."

The man smiled and took off his sunglasses.