Suncheonfu, the headquarters of Oriental Media Group.

Office of the President.

It's Friday, March 16, at 3:40 p.m.

At this time, Lu Ping, who had just bought a ticket for the attached cinema in a large shopping mall in Shuntianfu, was walking into the café next to him with Qin Jingjing, and the two of them ordered a cup of coffee.

On the side of Oriental Media Group, the secretary helped push open the door, and Du Yihua entered with his head held high.

Hearing the crisp click of high heels, Zong Chengze, who was reading the documents, withdrew his gaze from the computer screen, and then quickly stood up with a smile on his face, "Mr. Du, long time no see!"

Du Yihua smiled, looked around at this huge office, and said: "Every time I come, I have to carefully look at your office several times, it's really luxurious!" Speaking of this, she also smiled, "When I get rich another day, I must also get myself such a big and magnificent office!"

Haha laughing, Zong Chengze had already walked out from behind the huge desk, waved his hand and motioned to the secretary to make two cups of tea, and then beckoned Du Yihua to sit down on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Mr. Du, don't be joking, you can get it out now, it's just that you are low-key!"

Speaking of this, he stretched out his arms and looked around at his huge office, and a look of pride flashed on his face, and he immediately smiled: "This is also what Mr. Zhou meant, big companies, there must be some grandeur of large companies! Like that Minghu culture, have you been there? According to what I heard, whether it is Li Qian or Qi Jie, the office is only thirty or forty square meters...... The little family is angry!"

Du Yihua smiled and didn't answer.

In fact, as a comprehensive large-scale entertainment media company with its own production company, brokerage company and a strong cinema chain, and even the largest media and entertainment company in the country, the president of Oriental Media Group is indeed worthy of such a grand office.

The secretary brought two cups of tea, then turned around and went out with the door.

Zong Chengze first let the tea, and then smiled again: "Mr. Du came to me today, is there something wrong?"

At this time, Du Yihua had already put down his Kun bag, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and shook it at Zong Chengze.

Zong Chengze stretched out his hand and said, "You are free! I don't want to smoke here." ”

As he spoke, he noticed once again that the woman was smoking a tamar man's cigarette.

Du Yihua leaned back on the sofa and lifted Erlang's legs with a click - she was wearing a black uniform tube skirt today, and she didn't wear stockings yet, so she stilted Erlang's legs on Zong Chengze's side, and fell in Zong Chengze's eyes, and a snow-white inner thigh flashed away from her eyes.

Some people say that a woman who dares not to wear stockings in a uniform skirt is either stupid, or she is super confident in her leg shape and skin - there is no doubt that Du Yihua is indeed a woman worthy of this kind of confidence.

Of course, Zong Chengze just glanced at it secretly, and then avoided his gaze.

This woman is simply a myth in the entertainment industry.

Although she has been wading in deep water all these years, she has always been at ease in jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements - it is said that Mr. Zhou also beat her idea, after all, she is indeed very beautiful, and her attractiveness is even far higher than her appearance. But for some reason, before he could make a move, he retreated.

Mr. Zhou is a woman who is extremely jealous, of course he doesn't dare to make a mistake.

With a snap, the fire lit up.

Sexy red lips puffed on a cigarette and leaned over, smoke rising.

Ding, put away the lighter, Du Yihua spit out a puff of cigarette, and said, "Something!"

Zong Chengze smiled: "You have something to say." ”

Du Yihua said: "I look at the theater below, there seem to be very few films for the movie "Red Sorghum"?"

Zong Chengze was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he still answered truthfully, "The average of all stores is 14.3%, which is a little lower, but in our opinion, this is a more suitable schedule." ”

Du Yihua said: "I think this film is going to be popular, hurry up and schedule some films!"

Zong Chengze was stunned again, glanced at Du Yihua seriously, smiled a little complicatedly, but couldn't hide his surprise, and asked, "Mr. Du, you said something, that's it?"

"That's it!"

Du Yihua looked relaxed, not like he was joking at all.

But Zong Chengze thought she was joking.

"Mr. Du is being a lobbyist for Minghu Culture?"

Du Yihua turned his head and glanced at him in surprise when he heard this, "Lobbyist?...... Hehe, Mr. Zong, you know me, I never work for anyone!"

Zong Chengze put away his smile and nodded knowingly.

That's right.

But...... I'm going to do it!

Zong Chengze spread his hands and said with a smile: "Then I can only say that thank you for Mr. Du's concern." But...... You're worried!"

After a pause, he leaned half leaning on the sofa comfortably, and said proudly: "I know that Du always worries about me, but after we watched the film in advance, we have already discussed this matter internally!" The estimate given to this movie by the cinema watcher is that there is a box office fundamentals of about 70 million to 90 million, so although our film schedule has been tightened a little, the stores under our Oriental Cinema Line are all in good locations, and they are more likely to gather audiences, so in fact, they are not less profitable than those theaters with high film schedule......s!

He talked alone for a long time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he subconsciously stopped talking.

Du Yihua didn't say or laugh, he was staring at him intently.

He subconsciously sat up straight, but before he could speak, Du Yihua had already spoken: "Watching the commissioner...... It's all a bunch of stupid people!shit, garbage!"

Zong Chengze's face changed.

This attack is a bit ruthless.

No matter how difficult Du Yihua is, Zong Chengze, as the president of the largest media and entertainment group in China, cannot be provoked.

At this time, he looked at Du Yihua, his face seemed to be smiling, and said: "Mr. Du is indeed unique in cultivating actors, which makes people unconvinced, in recent years, there have been several young actors in the new generation of young actors in China, have you brought out several of them? It can be regarded as an extraordinary achievement! But why don't I know, when did Mr. Du become a film expert? and...... Good at estimating and analyzing box office?"

Du Yihua smiled when he heard this, his red lips were red, and a puff of smoke came out, and then he smiled: "I have never understood movies! And I have never been afraid that others will treat me as an idiot in movies!"

After a pause, she smiled and said, "But I've asked the connoisseurs!"

Zong Chengze had a sneer and ridicule on his face, "Oh, expert, master, could it be that someone from Huafei Film and Television has given Mr. Du your idea? But as far as I know, Huafei and they don't even have their own theater, right?"

Du Yihua smiled and suddenly said, "It's Li Qian!"

Zong Chengze turned his head to look at her, first stunned, then laughed, and then laughed. While laughing, he also said breathlessly: "Mr. Du, you are really joking!"

Du Yihua didn't speak, smoked with a smile, and looked at him and smiled.

The laughter soon stopped.

Zong Chengze's face returned to seriousness, and he asked coldly, "What did Li Qian say?"

Du Yihua nodded very seriously, and said equally seriously: "In recent years, no one in our domestic film circle can disagree with others......, right? Don't look at Lao Qin, they are fighting with Li Qian outside, but if you really talk about it, I'm afraid that even he can't say anything slanderous? Li Qian's point of view, isn't it as good as the so-called film watchers below you?"

Zong Chengze laughed, showing a mouthful of white teeth, looking a little sharp.

"But "Red Sorghum" is Li Qian's film!"

He said something that everyone knew seriously.

Du Yihua shrugged when he heard this, and before he could say anything, someone suddenly knocked on the door, and then, Zong Chengze's secretary pushed the door in and said, "Mr. Zong, Mr. Xiong from the theater is here, I want to see you!"

Zong Chengze was stunned when he heard this, and immediately waved his hand, "Let him come in!"

So a few seconds later, Xiong Chengchao, the tall and burly general manager of Oriental Cinema Line, walked into the office.

Seeing that Du Yihua was actually there, he was slightly surprised. However, Du Yihua and Oriental Media have never gone far, so everyone has seen them many times on different occasions, and they are not strangers.

However, after nodding at Du Yihua and saying hello, Xiong Chengchao looked a little speechless.

With a click, the heels hit the ground.

Du Yihua put down Erlang's leg, wrenched the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then stood up with his kun bag, and said with a smile: "Anyway, my suggestion has also been said, just for reference! I won't bother you!

Zong Chengze stood up to see off the guest, and Xiong Chengchao nodded politely at her.

He has been in Oriental Media for a long time, and even this woman's Taoism is unfathomable, if you can not provoke, it is best not to provoke, the relationship is harmonious, as long as the benefits are not harmful.

When she left and the door closed, Xiong Chengchao couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Zong, I have been thinking about it over and over again, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, about "Red Sorghum", I think it is very wrong!"

When Zong Chengze heard this, he subconsciously frowned.

If Xiong Chengchao came to talk about this matter by himself, even if he would be a little jealous of him, a competitor who is in charge of a large part of Oriental Media, but normal business and suggestions, everyone should still talk about how to talk about it. After all, with Zhou Yanghua, the boss, there, no one can jump up, and they don't dare to jump.

But now......

As soon as Du Yihua finished speaking on the front foot and left, the boss of his own theater chain on the back foot came and said!

"Red Sorghum" wants to be popular?

Hehe!

Zong Chengze patted the sofa and smiled all over his face, "Come, Cheng Chao, come and sit down and say." What's wrong?"

Xiong Chengchao sat down and analyzed seriously: "Li Qian's movie, the director and the actor, and this protagonist is very worthy of saying, very attractive, and very good at acting, it's not a matter of going out to show your face! Berlin Film Festival, three silver bears, one golden bear, four trophies! The popularity is incomparably high! Huafei Film and Television, especially Qin Wei's agent Du Chengbang, is also stupidly accompanying Minghu Culture to fry, that popularity, at least at that time, no one can compare! No matter how Lu Ping posts the heat, he can't post it, there is no comparison! ”

"Then, the most important thing is that the four trophies of this movie are really not won for nothing, I have watched it several times, this film is really powerful, very awesome! It can even be said that it is shocking!"

"So...... Such a film...... My experience tells me, and my intuition tells me, that it is impossible for such a film to be so expressive!"

He said it seriously, and Zong Chengze also listened carefully.

Even when he said one, Zong Chengze bowed his head slightly, indicating that he understood and understood.

Then, when he finished speaking, he looked at Zong Chengze expectantly, and Zong Chengze asked interestingly: "Do you mean to say that our film specialists are all stupid and rubbish...... Right?"

Xiong Chengchao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and immediately, his face turned red all of a sudden.

Huo Ran stood up suddenly, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Mr. Zong, what do you mean by this! I didn't mean that, let alone say that, I just wanted to say ......"

Zong Chengze waved his hand, waved his hand again, and smiled.

"I know, I know! Your instincts! Your instincts are always very smart!"

As he spoke, he patted the sofa again, "Don't worry! Come, sit, sit, sit down!"

Waiting for Xiong Chengchao to sit down, Zong Chengze said: "Okay, then, let's think that your statement, your prediction, and your intuition are all right! So, what are you going to do?"

Xiong Chengchao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately said: "Hurry up and contact the film distribution department of Minghu Culture to make a copy! Let's just say that we are going to increase the intensity of film scheduling in the next two days!"

After a pause, he said excitedly: "Everyone's expectations for the box office of "Red Sorghum" are not very high, and it is indeed a literary film, so I am thinking, maybe it is very possible, even Minghu Culture has underestimated the blockbuster ability of this movie!

"So, Mr. Zong, it's Friday afternoon, let's rush now, say that we want to expand the scale of the film schedule, get him a large number of copies, and wait until tomorrow Saturday, once the box office explodes as my hunch, then, even if other theaters want to chase copies, Minghu Culture can't get them!

Speaking of this, he was so excited that his eyes almost lit up, "This is an opportunity to make a lot of money, Mr. Zong!"

Zong Chengze pursed his lips and nodded slowly.

Then, facing Xiong Chengchao's burning gaze, he said slowly: "With one sentence for no reason, Minghu Culture will not give us a copy directly! To get a copy, you must sign a screening agreement, then, no matter what the next trend of this movie is, we must expand the scale of the film schedule in accordance with the agreement!"

Seeing that Xiong Chengchao seemed to be about to speak, Zong Chengze calmly raised his hand to stop him, and then continued: "Okay, I know what you want to say, our theater chain now has only about 14% of the films for "Red Sorghum", so judging from the attendance of this film in the past few days, even if it is doubled, it will definitely not be able to lose! It will even make more money than we put other films, right?"

Xiong Chengchao opened his mouth when he heard this, but in the end, he still didn't speak.

Zong Chengze smiled with confidence on his face, and said: "Yes! You know that! Minghu culture has been too fierce in the past few years, and the momentum of going up can't be stopped! What should I do?

Speaking of this, he smiled and said: "Fortunately, we are a theater chain! No one is afraid!"

Xiong Chengchao sat sullenly for more than ten seconds before he suddenly spoke, "But if tomorrow, the box office of this film will explode all of a sudden, and we don't have a copy in our hands, what should we do?"

When Zong Chengze heard this, he laughed.

The laughter stopped, the smile was put away, and he said coldly: "Then if the copy is coming, and the screening agreement is signed, after the consumption of the previous few days, its box office potential has already come out more than half...... And you can't break the agreement, and suddenly another film becomes popular, what should I do?"

Xiong Chengchao opened his mouth and stammered.

He has never been a sharp-tongued person, and when it comes to debate, he has never won against Zong Chengze.

But speaking of this, Zong Chengze suddenly spread his hands again, and said with a smile: "Of course, although the policy of suppressing Minghu Culture was set by the boss himself, but after all, you are the boss of the Oriental Cinema Line, speaking of which, in fact, I, the CEO of Oriental Media, am not good at meddling in the specific business of your Cinema Line!

Xiong Chengchao looked at him steadily, his expression turning cold.

Standing up with a snort, he strode out and said coldly, "Farewell!"

Zong Chengze was still smiling, "Don't send it!"

…………

All the way to the elevator room, Xiong Chengchao pulled his tie angrily.

But as soon as he turned the corner and stepped in, he saw at a glance that there was a woman leaning on the window and smoking—with a graceful back and seductive curves.

Hearing the footsteps, Du Yihua turned around, smiled, took another puff, and then wrung out the cigarette butt on the trash can, and then slowly spit out the cigarette.

Press the down key.

She turned her head to look at Xiong Chengchao and said with a smile: "Got angry again?"

Xiong Chengchao smiled unnaturally, "Mr. Du said with a smile. A little argument in business, it's normal. ”

Du Yihua laughed, and her red lips slowly bloomed.

The elevator came.

Du Yihua stepped in first, Xiong Chengchao hesitated for a moment, and followed in.

Du Yihua pressed the minus two layers by himself.

Xiong Chengchao wanted to ask her to help press the floor, after all, Du Yihua must have known that the office address of the Oriental Cinema Line was on the twenty-second floor below, but after thinking about it, he still reached out and pressed it himself.

But as soon as his hand stretched out, he was blocked back by Du Yihua.

Xiong Chengchao looked at her in some surprise.

Du Yihua tilted his head slightly, and asked with a smile: "Find a place to sit and have two drinks?"

Xiong Chengchao was a little stunned, and after a few seconds, he said, "You...... With me?"

Du Yihua nodded and laughed.

I have to say that when she laughs, she really feels a little charming!

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