Money has to be earned, horses have to be ridden. Adults want it all, what the hell to choose.

So when Wu Mingzhu came over to read the newspaper, Fang Zhu leaned back tactically so that she could sit down.

The news in the newspaper was shocking, and an R-rated movie "Chainsaw Horror" was recently released, and reliable sources said that on the premiere day, some viewers fainted directly in the theater because the movie was too scary, and was rescued after being sent to the hospital for rescue. The Internet is buzzing about this movie, and young people want to prove their mettle and are looking for this movie to watch.

It's clear that this isn't a serious movie review, it's just a piece of news. So Fang Yu was quite surprised: "I didn't expect that the newspapers here in the United States also copied news from the Internet." It seems that this thing is not the first in China. ”

"What kind of mess are you talking about?" Wu Mingzhu expressed his dissatisfaction and twisted his body. She mustered all her courage, and her skin was hot all over her body at the moment, what Internet news did you say at this time?

I don't know if it's fragrant or not, because Fang Yu is distracted. The mind is thinking about something in the future. The current form of the Internet is still very primitive, and the so-called portals and search engines are all of the Internet. The social functions of the Internet have not yet been fully realized. Just because BBS is a primary form doesn't mean you can't use it.

The mainstream who likes the Internet is young people, and young people are also the main force of movie-watching. Sometimes there is no topic, so create a topic, and the hiring of a water army is nothing new. Just thinking about it, Fang Zhen, who was about to make a move, saw the flushed face in front of him clearly. Well, there's one more to this.

"Made, aren't you just afraid that I'm going out and messing around?" Fang Yu pretended to be aggrieved.......

After the box office came out on Sunday, the whole company was completely stable, with a box office of 2.85 million and a single museum of nearly 6,000 US dollars.

After a burst of cheers of ghosts crying wolves, Marilyn said that the matter of adding screens has been negotiated, and copies are being printed overnight, and they will be released in full theaters next week, with a total of 2,000 and 30 screens.

That's good, it's an R-rated film after all. As the boss, Fang Yu was still very reserved at this time, beckoned to John, motioned for him to come forward and speak, and after muttering, John asked suspiciously, "Okay?"

Marilyn didn't know what Fang Zhen was talking about, but she instinctively approached and whispered a threat: "John, you have to remember one thing, don't question the boss." Fang Yu suddenly felt that this woman was really sensible, if it weren't for her bad waist,......。

"Go get busy, I'll explain the finances when I go back, and I'll pay bonuses when the first batch of money arrives. Fang Yu promised again.

John hurriedly went down to run errands, Marilyn saw that something was missing, and immediately quietly unbuttoned the neckline: "Boshi, why haven't you seen Miss Wu?" Fang Yu smiled when he heard this, and Wu Mingzhu, who was dying on the bed like mud, appeared in his mind, but said very calmly: "She has her own business to be busy." ”

"What did I just tell John? Can't I, the producer, know?" said Marilyn to the good.

"It's nothing, it's just a new attempt at publicity. If you read yesterday's newspaper, you will know that there was a report in the Los Angeles Times that someone was scared of a heart attack after watching a chainsaw, and the news first came out of an online forum. I suspect that yesterday's box office had a lot to do with this forum. So let John find some people, walk around the forum and say where it scared people to death again. "When Fang Yu talked about this, he didn't mean to be weak at all, false news, the current Internet is neutral.

"Is this a rumor?" said Marilyn and giggled, not guilty at all.

Fang Zhen waved his hand: "If you want to word, this is a marketing method." Besides, what's wrong with rumor-mongering? The New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, there is still less fake news in these big newspapers? Isn't it okay? Freedom of the press, isn't it that I'm lying, I'm spreading rumors, but do I have freedom of the press? As long as I don't touch on those politically incorrect topics, rumor-mongering is a marketing tactic. ”

Marilyn smiled even more happily, the boss's shameless appearance is really reassuring, it's strange that such a boss doesn't get rich. "Boss, I'll go tell John, it's better to be covert. ”

Fang Yu nodded: "Well, go ahead, remember, the title must be a little scary." For example, in the dead of night, why are men and women screaming in the theater? For another example, a famous hospital nurse angrily denounced that this was murder. ”

Marilyn gasped and said to herself: I really underestimated the shamelessness of the boss.

The company is busy, and it is natural that the boss does not have to work hard, so he will go home after dropping a word. When I entered the door, I saw Duan Mei, sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a sample book "Twilight" in front of her.

Hearing the movement, Mei jumped in surprise: "Brother, it's been published, it's been published." ”

Passage Mei is uneasy, what does this book have to do with her? It's like surrogacy. The outline of this book was given by Fang Zhen, and the specific style was also determined by Fang Zhen. What logic, what theme ideas, all thrown to the sky. Of course, the theme is still there, that is, a woman is dreaming. Mary Sue, the whole world has to revolve around the heroine.

The content of this book is something I don't have eyes to read, and I don't want to read it. Besides, the level of English is not high, and it is really not good to read the original works.

"Is the publishing house arranged by Marilyn?, how much is the royalty?" Fang Yu casually cared, in fact, it was very clear that this book would definitely be popular. It's a woman who loves to dream, and this is a book about women dreaming.

"I'm a newcomer, and Miss Marilyn found a big publishing house and insisted on keeping other copyrights, and they offered a 7% royalty. Miss Marilyn said that this was normal. Now that the sales haven't come out yet, I'll tell my brother first. ”

Fang Yu nodded: "That's right, that's it for newcomers, only signed the first volume, right?"

Duan Mei said: "Yes, 10,000 copies, so few." I've been writing for a month. ”

"Do you think that according to the original calculation of 10,000 yuan, you can earn this royalty money for a month? When this volume becomes popular, and then you have mastered this style, you can create the second volume independently. When the time comes, don't be jealous, just make more money from your brother's copyright. Fang Yu seemed to be joking, and Duan Mei's eyes immediately turned red when she heard this.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Duan Mei shouted and stomped her feet repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have underestimated you so much. Fang Yu hurriedly admitted his mistake, there was no point in resisting.

At this time, Wu Mingzhu came out of the bedroom, rubbed her eyes and looked at the brother and sister, to make sure that she was not out of line, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Luomei is here, wait for me to go grocery shopping, eat here at noon." ”

"Sister Mingzhu has a cold?" paragraph Mei didn't know why, Wu Mingzhu glanced at Fang Yu meaningfully: "You are all infected." ”