Chapter Seventy-Eight: Compromise?

Longli Media should have been established for less than two years, and it has already been listed in the advertising industry of the entire Yanjing!

Why?

Of course, there are people in the DPRK who are good at doing things!

The elder brother is called Li Dongsheng, biological!

Li Ming sent money directly to him - the advertising screen of the Capital Airport, each 15-second advertisement handed over the large-screen advertising time to Longli at a price of 400,000 yuan a year, and there was no need to pay the deposit in advance, and no customer did not have to pay...

For the same advertising screen, Li Ming quoted 560,000 yuan a month for each 15-second advertising fee!

For this alone, Longli Media's annual income has reached more than 20 million!

What is business?

That's called business!

Mr. Li probably thinks that it is not interesting to make money so much, how can advertising be as fast as making movies directly?

Some like to make a fortune in a muffled voice, such as Jiang Nanchun of Focus Media;

Some people like to be in the spotlight, like your dad...

Now to make a movie, the most suitable way is, of course, to find a good project to enter the game, is there a more suitable investment project than Yuehua?

"Kung Fu Panda" + "A Chinese Ghost Story", two plates of big cakes!

"Mr. Li, I have admired my name for a long time!"

Zhang Junsheng smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Director Zhang is really amazing, and he earns all dollars!"

“… No, just luck!"

Zhang Junsheng waved his hand...

"Be modest, I've heard that you made at least $300 million in a movie called Kung Fu Panda!"

“…”

, it's too obvious, although they all came to talk to Zhang Junsheng about cooperation, but like this, Mr. Li is still the first!

is worthy of being the younger brother of the deputy director.

Straightforward enough!

"I don't know much about the revenue... Sorry, the other side called me, I'll leave first. ”

Smiled apologetically, nodded at the third master, Zhang Junsheng turned around and left...

Why do you come to share the cake for no reason?

Your brother is the deputy director, so what, "Kung Fu Panda" has been registered in the cultural department, you can try it!

As for "A Chinese Ghost Story", if it doesn't work, it will hang a US license, and the export will be sold domestically...

Besides, the Zhang family is not no one on it!

……

In the booth area, Zhang Junsheng sat in front of Tang Ningyu: "Old Tang, are there a lot of people looking for you recently?"

Tang Ningyu is the vice president of Yuehua Media, in a sense, he is the helmsman of Yuehua, although Zhang Junsheng is the major shareholder, he is not very in charge, and he has to rely on Lao Tang in terms of operation...

The two dramas sold one after another, shocking the circle, and a group of people were all around the cake and ready to play.

Zhang Junsheng didn't have time to deal with them, so Tang Ningyu became the target.

“… Huh..."

Tang Ningyu smiled, and the two of them picked up their cups and touched them...

It's all in plain sight...

"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"

“… What do I think?"

Zhang Junsheng stared at the liquid that bubbled inside: "It stands to reason that we have earned so much, we should really put the cake on the table, let everyone participate together, get rich first and help the latter get rich, and finally achieve common prosperity..."

Speaking of this, the corners of Zhang Junsheng's mouth widened, a little disdainful: "But, why?"

"I single-handedly ran the project of "Kung Fu Panda", and so did the "A Chinese Ghost Story" movie, why should I share my proceeds with them?"

"In my life, I don't ask about the past, I don't ask for the next life, I only vigorous, happy and revengeful, defeat the heroes of all races, and laugh at the six gods and demons!"

“…”

Tang Ningyu really wants to ask, are you Xiao Meng?

"However, we can bring Huaying with us..."

Eating alone is not a good habit.

Bring a national prefix and share the firepower...

In fact, don't look at a group of people who come to ask for cooperation, in fact, they have followed the trend behind their backs!

Make a movie!

There's nothing like the box office that pierces their sensitive nerves!

Only the box office, this is the current situation of Chinese films at this stage...

It is said that there have been a lot of projects of the same type of "Liao Zhai", and there are even a few films made according to "A Chinese Ghost Story", but they have changed their names, what are they called "Golden Swallow" and "Bodhi Ghost Story"...

Zhang Junsheng doesn't have a big affection for these people themselves, and he can't talk about being afraid...

I'm afraid of a ball, when he was black in his last life, someone always threatened him to send a lawyer's letter or something, and then what?

It's all over!

Fan reports are a ball, I'm not alive and well, it's a big deal to move!

……

At the beginning of the night, the lights are shining, the night market is full of people, and the food stalls are full of people, and the shouting is endless.

“… You're going to invite me to a food stall?"

Zhang Junsheng was a little speechless.

Xu Yan said that she wanted to thank him, and the son of the plane was excited, could it be three links?

Haven't tried it yet...

Then I was pulled to the food stall, "Xiaosong Food Stall", I didn't know and thought it was short and tight

"Braised chicken feet, shredded edamame and a special grilled fish, seafood hodgepodge..."

Xu Yan ordered good dishes very skillfully, and then looked up and explained: "The food here is the most authentic in Songjiang!"

“… Gutter oil!"

"What?"

"It's okay..."

Gutter oil is actually not a flood beast, 'toxicity is 100 times that of arsenic' is absolutely hype, occasionally eat a little, the harm is not as great as imagined...

"When I used to study here in Songjiang, the happiest thing I did every night was to come to this food stall with my classmates for supper..."

When the dishes were ready, Xu Yan let out a low roar, picked up the chopsticks, quickly picked up a piece of chicken feet, stuffed it into her mouth, and talked while chewing.

"Yes, I remember that you came from a good family, why do you want to eat at a roadside stall?"

“… It has nothing to do with family background, roadside stalls are a kind of life!"

"Well, you have a point. ”

Zhang Junsheng got a glass of beer and drank it in one gulp: "I don't have this kind of experience..."

At least not in this life...

"Of course you don't, so I'll give it a try!"

Xu Yan smiled very charmingly...

This is the tutorial she learned from the Internet: if she is not deeply involved in the world, take her to see the prosperity of the world; If her heart is vicissitudes, take her on the merry-go-round. If he is in love, you will loosen your clothes and untie them; If he reads innumerable people, you will be on the stove by the stove.

The reverse should also be true!

She wants to take down Zhang Junsheng!

If nothing else, she thinks Zhang Jun is suitable to be a husband...

Zhang Jiahe!

Giants!

At this time, Fat Bing is still struggling with a way out, and the words "I am a wealthy family" have not yet shaken the entertainment industry...

Female celebrities are all looking forward to marrying into a wealthy family...

This is probably a bad custom handed down from Hong Kong Island...

What is golf for the sake of the giants?

"Try these chicken feet, they taste great!"

“… I don't eat animal entrails or paws..."

waved his hand, which was considered a refusal, Zhang Junsheng was serious: "You ask me out, is there something wrong?"

“… Are you busy?"

Xu Yan pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied, and asked coquettishly...

"I'm very busy, the day after tomorrow, "Fairy Sword" will be broadcast, and tomorrow I have to go to Mango Station to help stand on the field!"

“… Aren't you a film director, and TV dramas have something to do with you?"

"If "Fairy Sword" can be a hit, the subsequent "Xuanyuan Sword", "Fairy Sword III", and "Flying Immortals" will go smoothly..."

replied casually, and suddenly realized that it was Xu Yan sitting opposite, not the company's senior management: "Forget it, don't talk about this, what are your plans in the future?"