The next day, at noon,

Hong Kong, Phantom World General Manager's Office---

Song Zhichao is looking at the "God of Food" in his hand Box office sharing report, according to the current situation, the total box office of this drama can definitely exceed 40 million, the theater chain will take 60%, and the phantom will get 40%, a total of 16 million, excluding the actors' salaries and publicity expenses of this play, there are about 8 million left, Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun are half, no one can share at least 4 million, of course, these profits do not include the box office in Southeast Asia, nor do they include the copyright sales of video tapes, if calculated, each person can get at least 8 million to 10 million.

One drama can make so much money, no wonder the rich people in Hong Kong love to make movies, and it is really an oily industry.

Just when Song Zhichao was carefully analyzing the box office report, someone knocked on the door, Song Zhichao said please come in, and saw Huang Zihua, the first Hong Kong artist to sign a contract with Phantom, walked in, and when he saw Song Zhichao, Huang Zihua sold bitter water and said: "Mr. Song, I am a human being, not a cow! You have arranged a comedy performance for Christmas, New Year's Day, and Zhongyou Spring Festival, which is very embarrassing!"

Song Zhichao smiled, looked at Huang Zihua with a bitter gourd face, put down the report in his hand and said: "Why is it difficult for you? Isn't it your favorite? Now that I'm making you happy at Christmas, New Year's Day, and Spring Festival, what's not satisfying about you?"

Huang Zihua sat in front of Song Zhichao, and Song Zhichao pressed the landline and asked the female secretary Ami to bring two cups of coffee.

The female secretary Ami's movements were fast, and in less than a minute, two cups of fragrant coffee were served.

When Ami put down the coffee, she first greeted Song Zhichao, and then smiled at Huang Zihua, who was sitting, and whispered: "Zihua, I'm your fan, I really like what you say!"

Huang Zihua nodded hurriedly: "Thank you!"

Ami whispered again: "My aunt also likes you, saying that the history of blood and tears in the entertainment industry you talked about is so funny!"

"Nothing else but funny?" Huang Zihua asked suddenly.

Ami holding the tray: "......???"

"The purpose of my comedy is not to make people laugh, I am meaningful, I am a graduate of the Department of Philosophy, do you understand philosophy? I think therefore I am, there are five major demands for human existence in the world, and the biggest enemy in life is ...... of oneself."

Ami: "Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm still on duty." "Run away in a hurry.

"Don't go, I'll talk to you about philosophy. Huang Zihua shouted from behind.

"You just let her go, Ami only knows how to make coffee, watch comedy movies, and don't understand philosophy. Song Zhichao picked up the coffee and said with a smile.

Huang Zihua sighed, "People in this era are too impetuous. ”

"That's why I'm for your good, let you talk about it, you are happy, and everyone is happy. ”

"Mr. Song, I know that you are good for me, but in addition to talking about comedy, I want to act in movies! You know, I am an actor in my bones!"

Huang Zihua said, while taking out a script and giving it to Song Zhichao: "No, this is the script I prepared according to your intentions recently, I think it's very good, you take a look at it first!"

Song Zhichao smiled, took the script handed over by Huang Zihua, and looked at --- "Agent of Stand-up"!

Song Zhichao then remembered that when he recruited Huang Zihua, he promised that the other party would help him make movies and TV series, what "Dong Du Agent" and "Dong Du Detective" are all alternatives, for this reason, Song Zhichao also told Huang Zihua the general content of these plays in his previous life, and let Huang Zihua play freely, but he didn't expect Huang Zihua to write the script so quickly, it seems that he really wants to film.

Song Zhichao knows that Huang Zihua is not popular now, in Hong Kong, a society that looks at his face and eats, Huang Zihua's face is really not handsome enough, and it is useful for him to open his mouth, so Song Zhichao will play to his strengths and avoid weaknesses, and arrange so many comedy performances for Huang Zihua, so that he can help the company make money while accumulating some popularity;

At this moment, looking at Huang Zihua's hopeful look, in order not to dampen his enthusiasm, Song Zhichao had to pretend to look through his script "Agent Dongdu" very carefully.

The general plot of the script is similar to the drama that Song Zhichao knew in his previous life, and it is also a story of an outdated unlucky agent who turned over from a salted fish, in Song Zhichao's opinion, there is nothing new, but it still has a certain attraction to the current Hong Kong people, otherwise this drama would not have been a big hit in the previous life.

Song Zhichao looked at it "carefully", and Huang Zihua was worried on the side, until Song Zhichao closed the script, and then asked anxiously: "How is it, Mr. Song, my script is OK, right?"

"Well---" Song Zhichao propped his arms on the table, his hands formed a tower, and he said in a deep voice: "The script is good, it's not bad." ”

Huang Zihua was happy, "That means you have to do it?"

"Indeed, it's very interesting. Song Zhichao nodded.

"Yes!" Huang Zihua punched hard, got up and spun around, then turned around and looked at Song Zhichao, and said excitedly: "So when will the filming start? I'm ready and ready to be on call at any time!"

"Well, you are in a commendable spirit, praise one!" Song Zhichao boasted.

"Please, boss, don't talk about those fictitious things, when will it be turned on?"

"Well, wait until you've finished performing three performances of stand-up comedy, and then turn on the camera!"

Huang Zihua: "......"

"Don't look at me with this deceived gaze, I'm under a lot of pressure. Song Zhichao said, "I'm a good person, not a liar; Zhong You, aren't you going to play an agent? Do you have a good body? You have to show off your muscles in the play! Have you exercised your skills? There are martial arts scenes in the play!"

Huang Zihua: "I ......"

"Look, look, you're not ready! Then how can you get me to work? We are very serious about filming, not children. Being an actor is not so simple, and it is not easy to succeed casually, any drama must be very prepared before filming!"

In the face of Song Zhichao's set of rhetoric, Huang Zihua was speechless, although he knew that Song Zhichao was deliberately delaying time, but he was speechless. There is no way, who makes what Song Zhichao said reasonable. In Huang Zihua's opinion, Boss Song should really go on stage with him to talk about Dong Du Laugh, which is sharper than himself.

was robbed by Song Zhichao, Huang Zihua held back for a long time before he held back a repeated sentence: "Boss, I'm an actor, I need a big screen, I can't always talk and laugh on stage!"

Song Zhichao saw that he still didn't give up, and was about to speak two more words of persuasion, when the internal phone on the desk rang.

Song Zhichao answered the phone, and then his expression suddenly became very strange, and then he hung up the phone and said to Huang Zihua: "You said that you are an actor, right?"

Huang Zihua nodded.

Song Zhichao said: "Then, the real actor is here!"