Chapter 57: Buy Next Zhou Yi

Mao Yi didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

Jiang Xuerou left in despair, and Yaya looked at Mao Yi suspiciously, as if she had a lot to say.

Mao Yi made a silent gesture, and then dialed Zhou Jingqi's phone.

Soon, Zhou Jingqi came with the news.

Only then did Mao Yi know the reason.

The "feeding gate" appeared.

Mao Yi was puzzled at first, and then thoughtful.

"Feeding the Rice Gate" is actually not a bad rumor, it's just that Zhou Yi's Jiang Xuerou feeds Yu Bo, the pillar of the house.

But Jiang Xuerou is a family person, she is a married woman, and she is the wife of Zhou Yi's boss.

He is also the producer of many film and television dramas.

It can be said that the power in the hands is too great.

And the meaning of "feeding the rice door" is very simple, it has become Yu Bo eating soft rice.

Don't say it's not true.

Even if it's true, what are you going to do with such fanfare?

At this time, the news that Bilibili was going to acquire Zhou Yi had already spread.

This is not surprising to Mao Yi.

But at this time, Zhou Yi's "feeding door" broke out......

Looks like someone is trying to make trouble.

Mao Yi was thoughtful.

Half an hour later, the previous female secretary came to see her off.

However, Mao Yi did not leave, but took the initiative to find Zhou Ping.

The first sentence made Zhou Ping, who was originally anxious because of this incident, stunned for a moment.

"Zhou Yi asked for 30 million yuan, but I can not move the name. ”

"This ......" Zhou Ping originally thought that Mao Yi had poked this matter out.

The purpose is to spend less money to buy the next week.

But now that this is happening, Mao Yi still has to spend 30 million to buy Zhou Yi......

You must know that Zhou Yi is actually a film and television production company, and if you count the source library, 15 million will die.

After all, Mao Yi doesn't need actors, he only needs behind the scenes, and this year, the salaries of the behind-the-scenes personnel are very cheap.

But Rao is like this, at this time, Mao Yi still wants 30 million to buy Zhou Yi.

This decision still shocked Zhou Ping.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ping seemed to be a little unwilling to ask: "But Zhou Yi is more than that......"

"No, the current Zhou Yi, I'm afraid it's not even 10 million. ”

Zhou Ping did not speak.

Because he knew that what Mao Yi said was the truth.

"Zhou Yi doesn't have a good public relations team, your company ...... It's too weak. Mao Yi suddenly pointed out Zhou Yi's dead end.

Zhou Ping had nothing to say.

Because it's the truth.

After the millennium, one of the problems with the declining ratings of Zhou Yi's dramas is that there is no good publicity channel, and the key is that Zhou Yi does not have an advantage in public relations.

As a person who has returned from rebirth in the afterlife, Mao Yi profoundly knows that in any entertainment company, you can have a very weak production ability, and you can not have any hit TV series.

But you can't do without a PR team!

The PR team of any entertainment company is a must-have in a previous life!

A good PR team can turn a crisis into a safe one, and even turn a loss into a profit.

But a bad PR team will not only make the company suffer injustice, but also make the company perish!

Zhou Yi in his previous life just didn't resist this wave of Internet black tide, and was directly photographed to death on the beach.

"Boss Mao...... Is there a way to change the current situation?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but ask.

Mao Yi smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Ping froze, and couldn't help but smile wryly on his face.

He knew that Mao Yi would not explain until he signed the contract.

"I waited for Boss Zhou for three days, and after three days...... Twenty million, a week later, ten million. Mao Yi didn't give Zhou Ping much time to think, turned around with a smile and took the maid away.

After getting into the car, Yaya couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice, "You...... Is there a way?"

"Actually...... It is also the Zhou Yi authorities who are confused. Mao Yi said with a smile and didn't say anything more.

Yaya was thoughtful.

To Mao Yi's surprise, Zhou Yi didn't even want to sell at all.

Touching his chin, Mao Yi seemed to understand something.

smiled, and asked people to contact those employees of Zhou Yi.

Soon, some employees left the company because they feared that the company's turmoil would affect them.

Zhou Yi fell into a stage of panic.

Mao Yi watched coldly as Zhou Yi quickly went to defeat.

Soon, the core of Zhou Yi, the screenwriters who followed Zhou Yi to make a fortune, finally wavered.

It was only at this time that Mao Yi came to the headquarters of Zhouyi again.

saw Zhou Ping, who was already obviously haggard at this time.

and Jiang Xuerou, whose face was red and swollen.

It can be seen that Zhou Yi has not been calm in the past two days.

"Boss Zhou, don't you still want to sell?" asked Mao Yi with a smile.

"Are you happy?" Zhou Ping's eyes showed a look of choosing people to devour, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Zhou Yi's employees have resigned, and Zhou Yi's brand is wasted!

"Yes!" Mao Yi said with a smile: "Why not?"

"Thirty million! I sold it!" Zhou Ping gritted his back molars and squeezed out such a sentence.

"No, no, no, no......", Mao Yi looked at Jiang Xuerou and said with a smile: "The current Zhou Yi is only worth five million. ”

"What? you...... It's too much to deceive people!" Zhou Ping was so angry that he got up and was about to rush towards Mao Yi, but in the end, he still stood in place, glaring angrily with that gaze that seemed to be eating people.

But in the end, this Zhou Yi's boss never moved a step, his feet were soft, and the whole person fell on the sofa, the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old, waved his hand, and Zhou Ping said weakly: "Okay!"

Jiang Xuerou looked at Zhou Ping with an incredulous expression, ignoring the pain, and shouted loudly: "This is your life's work......!

"Produced by Jiang. Mao Yi interrupted with a smile: "Now I don't know if I can hire you as the chief producer of Bilibili's TV series? ”

Jiang Xuerou looked at Mao Yi with a stunned expression, and really didn't know why he said this at this time.

"Get out! Get out of here!" Zhou Ping roared loudly, smashing the documents and items on the table at Mao Yi and Jiang Xuerou.

Jiang Xuerou, who couldn't dodge, was smashed by an ashtray on her forehead.

The blood fell all at once.

Mao Yi gave Yaya a look, and Yaya immediately stepped forward and dragged Jiang Xuerou out of the office.

Before going out, Mao Yi smiled and said to the house: "Boss Zhou, I hope you pack up your things and move out as soon as possible, after all, ...... I'm in a hurry. ”

"You ......" Zhou Ping pointed at Mao Yi, trembling and speechless.

Mao Yi looked indifferently at the female secretary who was looking at him with a frightened face and said, "You'd better call an ambulance for Mr. Zhou, oh, by the way, remember to let Mr. Zhou sign the documents before he fell unconscious." Taking out a check, Mao Yi said with a smile: "This is a check for five million, which is the capital for my acquisition of Zhouyi." ”

Then he took out a checkbook and wrote a check for 100,000 yuan.

"This is your annual salary, and the task is to help Producer Jiang manage Zhou Yi's business in the future. ”

"Thank you, boss!" The female secretary's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly thanked Mao Yi, and then happily took the check and went to work.