Chapter 12: Are You Floating?

In the rented office of the Senhai Building, Meng Lang received this group of representatives of toy manufacturers from all over the country.

There is no doubt that the purpose of this group of people is to make "yo-yos", which are now rapidly becoming popular in the toy market!

From the very beginning, the authorized negotiations entered the rhythm of Meng Lang's control.

Based on the standard retail price, the approved shipments exceeding 1 million can be reduced by one percentage point, and the annual shipments exceeding 10 million can become their strategic partners of Pengda Film and Television, enjoying the privilege of 25% sharing!

Not surprisingly, such draconian terms were quickly rejected unanimously by toy manufacturers.

"30% is too high! Even 25% is not a price we can afford!"

A toy manufacturer from Bingcheng said with a smile: "Mr. Meng, your father also makes toys, and he should have a certain understanding of the current situation in our industry." You know that we cannot agree to such conditions......"

The 20% sales commission of Kitaro's dolls has already made the copyright owner Youqu Animation earn more than Pengda Toy Factory.

If you really dare to agree, I'm afraid that their group of toy manufacturers will have to give Pengda Film and Television a dry job. The money was all taken away by Pengda Film and Television, and they worked hard to get a license but couldn't even drink the soup.

Of course, this has always been the case with negotiations.

The asking price is sky-high at first, and then slowly decreases.

Meng Lang's bottom line is 25%, and it would be better if he could talk higher. But unless the management on the other side is collectively stupid, the 25% ratio is almost capped.

After all, the profit margin of yo-yo is only ten or twenty yuan, to put it bluntly! This refers to the net profit margin including all miscellaneous items such as costs and taxes.

If you take the 30% sales commission, taking the ordinary version of the firepower silver electricity priced at 50 yuan as an example, Pengda Film and Television can get 15 yuan for each yo-yo even if it doesn't do anything.

The ordinary version of the firepower silver electricity priced at 50 yuan has a net profit margin of 18-20 yuan!

As for why the IP owner takes a sales share instead of a net profit share, this involves "fake accounts" and "bad debts".

In short, as a copyright owner, if you don't want to be cheated, the licensing share is basically based on sales, and few people are not afraid of death to talk about profit sharing.

The negotiations lasted all afternoon, and it was not until late afternoon that Meng Lang relented and reduced the initial ratio from 30% to 27%!

Of course, this ratio is not satisfactory to toy manufacturers.

Therefore, the two sides agreed to continue the negotiations tomorrow and stop here today.

After sending off the delegation of toy manufacturers, Meng Lang collapsed on the rattan chair he had just purchased from the market, rubbing his aching eyes.

"Lack of people!" he muttered.

The president of the dignified Pengda Film and Television Company has not a single soldier under his command! Even this kind of trivial matter of authorization negotiation has to be done by him personally!

No way!

It's time to recruit people to flesh out the company!

Although "Pengda Film and Television" is a grassroots enterprise, it finally has a successful work as a foundation. There is also him, the wise president of the "unpredictable prophet", and the future prospects are limitless.

Such a company, not to mention attracting top bulls to invest thousands of miles, at least it is no problem to fool a few employees who are cattle and horses.

As soon as the idea of recruiting people sprouted, Meng Lang couldn't wait to dial the phone of Meng Minghui, chairman of the "parent company" and strategic investor of Pengda Film and Television.

"Dad, do we still have a house where no one lives?"

On the other side of the phone, Meng Minghui's slightly rough wheezing voice came.

"What about you and I are a speculator? No one lives in a house yet, and the house at home is the one that I live in now!"

"Forget it...... then"

There is no house to sell, so the only way to pay money in disguise through Pengda Toy Factory is to do so.

"How much money is on the factory now?" Meng Lang asked.

"What do you kid want to do?"

Meng Minghui reminded very vigilantly: "I can tell you, don't use those crooked thoughts! Private money and company money can't be mixed! That's illegal!"

Even if the factory does not have other people's shares, Meng Minghui can completely regard it as his private property. However, the money in the account cannot be misappropriated without going through the legalization procedures.

This is also the reason why Meng Lang first asked Meng Minghui to invest in "The Fire Boy King", Meng Minghui would rather sell the house than withdraw the factory's working capital.

Public is public, private is private!

There is a clear distinction between public and private, and Meng Minghui is very clear.

As soon as Meng Lang heard it, he knew that his father had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think!" I mean that if the factory has money on its books, you can invest in Pengda Film and Television, and I will also share a part ......of the shares to the factory! I promise not to let you suffer a loss."

Isn't this still a round of money to ask for!

Meng Minghui was speechless, and he asked, "What is your shell company asking for money for?"

"Of course it's a new project!"

Since Meng Lang revisited his directorial work after filming "The King of Firepower", his body seems to be crawling with ants, and he is uncomfortable if he is not filming.

A "Fire Boy King" not only allowed him to regain the hot feeling he had when directing a drama, but also saved the "family business" and made his father earn a lot of money.

Yo-yos are selling so hot, there must be a large amount of money lying on the books of the factory!

The factory has such a "long-lasting" cash cow as yo-yo, as long as Meng Minghui does not die in the future, the life of Pengda Toy Factory will only get better and better.

Dad made a lot of money with yo-yos, and there was more income in the follow-up anyway, so even if he messed up a project at this time, it wouldn't have much impact.

Without the worries of "sleeping in the bridge hole", Meng Lang's courage suddenly became bigger.

He wants to play with a big ticket!

Inception!

He took the time to write the script of "Inception" a few days ago, and was looking for an opportunity to submit it to his father, fooling him into investing the idle hot money in the factory into this project.

Filming "Fire Boy King" was a helpless move at the beginning, and he didn't want to continue to make special effects to tease his children after he got rich.

The big screen!

Only the big screen and special effects blockbusters are the areas he yearns for the most.

Now that he has the capital, ideas, and original films to refer to, the chances of hitting the street at the box office are very small.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

However, when he enthusiastically handed over the script of "Inception" to Meng Minghui, what he got was a slap from his father's love.

"Floating, huh?"

Meng Minghui glanced at the stupid son who was shrinking his head in front of him, threw the script in his hand into the trash can without saying anything, and said scoldingly: "Invest more than 100 million? or dollars? Movie? Are you floating? This is something you can shoot?"

As he spoke, Meng Minghui took out two stacks of wrinkled documents from the drawer of his desk as if by magic, and placed them on the table.

"You want to film, right?"

Meng Lang looked down and was instantly dumbfounded.

Isn't this "Balala Little Demon Fairy" and "Bakugan Kid" that he hid in the bedside table in his room?