"Dear colleagues and friends, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to participate in the celebration banquet of "Rouge Buckle". Xinhua Pictures has been established since its inception in 1934, intermittently, and has been 18 years so far, during which there are all kinds of things, and now it seems like a world away......"

In front of the main banquet, Zhang Shankun stood there, talking eloquently with a wine glass, his face was clear, obviously making a speech while falling into memories.

The entire second floor of Houdefu has been taken down by Zhang Shankun.

At this time, more than ten tables of banquets on the second floor were already full, and nearly 100 colleagues in the film and television industry, as well as Zhang Shankun's relatives and friends, all looked forward to Zhang Shankun's speech, and occasionally whispered a few words to each other and left and right.

There were also three or five reporters patrolling it, raising their cameras from time to time to take two shots.

Zhang Shankun's name as the king of gimmicks has really been exerted to the extreme.

Click——!

Yang Qiujian smiled and just took a photo of a reporter, when he heard Zhang Shankun, who was sitting opposite him, say loudly: "This time "Rouge Buckle" was a great success, Xinhua has also been reborn, and the first thing I Zhang Shankun wants to thank is the big boss of Golden Harvest, the director and screenwriter of "Rouge Buckle" Mr. Yang Qiu! Boss Yang! Thank you!"

Bang Bang Bang ——!

As soon as Zhang Shankun's solemn words fell, there was a rush of applause at the scene, and Yang Qiu also hurriedly stood up and shook the hand handed over by Zhang Shankun, and then nodded to the people around him with a smile and thanked him.

"This time, Boss Yang was able to abandon the view of the portal and help Xinhua make such a feat, I Zhang is very grateful and full of emotion. Zhang Shankun gestured casually, and said to everyone: "Needless to say, I don't need to say much about thanks, what I feel about is the kind of mutual help that we filmmakers have!"

"Since ancient times, those who have made friends with money will be cut off when they have all their wealth; those who have made friends with Israel will love Chongqing with love; only those who have made friends with love and righteousness can friendship last forever!"

"As the saying goes, vote for me with papaya, and repay it with Qiongju......"

Zhang Shankun's celebration banquet this time was extremely successful, and the opening speech he talked about alone was sent to which newspaper, and if he wanted to match it with a photo, it could directly occupy half of the page.

Especially after the speech, he gave Yang Qiu a big red envelope of 30,000 yuan on the spot, which caused a sensation at the scene.

The salaries of the director, screenwriter, and actors, plus the big red envelope afterwards, Yang Qiu's own money from "Rouge Buckle" has reached 80,000.

is already higher than Li Lihua's salary of 70,000 yuan!

Of course, he has done more than Li Lihua.

However, after Zhang Shankun's big circle of scattered wealth, the movie "Rouge Buckle" basically did not make any money, and the money that Yang Qiu and Li Lihua got was not enough even if they filled in all the film divisions of Xiangjiang.

It can only be made up by the box office of other cities.

Coupled with various advertising fees, carriage and horse fees, distribution fees, etc., this movie is actually a work that Xinhua uses to earn fame.

Fortunately, with the blessing of Yang Qiu and Li Lihua, at least Xinhua will not lose money and make money.

So......

Yang Qiu also received the 30,000 'huge money' with peace of mind.

No matter how lively the celebration banquet is, there is also a time to end, and after a lively time, the banquet finally came to an end, and everyone also said goodbye one after another.

At the end of the song......

"Stop!"

Yang Qiu's car had just started from the side of the road, and the corner of his eye swept to the door of Houdefu, and a person slowly walked out, hurriedly calling at the driver.

Seeing the sudden braking of the car, Yang Qiu rolled down the window and said to the roadside: "Director Bu, do you want to give you a ride?"

The person on the side of the road was Bu Wancang, whom Yang Qiu hadn't contacted for a long time.

I saw Bu Wancang at this time, his body frame was still so tall, but he seemed to be thinner, and his white shirt always felt a little empty when he wore it.

And the eye circles are dark, and it doesn't seem to be in good spirits.

Looking at Yang Qiu in front of him, Bu Wancang was slightly stunned, and after two or three seconds, he waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm going back to Mount Tai, it's very close, and I don't have two steps to walk." ”

"Back to Tarzan? That's right. Yang Qiu opened the car door and walked down, pulled the car door and asked him: "Director Bu, I want to go back to the Golden Harvest studio, just past Diamond Hill, let's take the car and go together." ”

"This ......"

"Yes, Mr. Bu. Xia Meng also walked down from the other side of the car door, pulled the long hair in his ear and said, "Let's go together, anyway, let's go by the way." ”

Maybe Yang Qiu was the only one here, and Bu Wancang refused, but Xia Meng was nagging on the side, and Bu Wancang couldn't excuse himself again and again, so after thinking about it, he reluctantly got into the car.

Leaving Xia Meng in the back seat to chat with Bu Wancang, Yang Qiu sat in the passenger seat, and while directing the car to Huihe Garden, he listened to Bu Wancang and Xia Meng chatting about family life in the back seat.

Bu Wancang has had a hard time lately.

In other words, Taishan's life is not easy at this time.

As a well-known director of Xiangjiang, Bu Wancang's filmmaking ability is beyond doubt, and he is more than enough as a film artist.

But as it was revealed earlier, Bu Wancang is actually not suitable for being a businessman.

When Yang Qiu left Taishan, Taishan's finances, which were on the verge of crisis, had just been rescued by his efforts, but not long after he left, Taishan fell into financial problems again.

In fact, it was okay at the beginning, but Bu Wancang honestly filmed one or two ordinary dramas. Although this kind of movie can't make a lot of money, it can't actually lose a lot either.

But in the following year, Taishan opened four dramas in a row, but all of them were bitter dramas.

Either life is miserable or life is difficult.

Anyway, it looks like a big 'bitter' word.

It's okay for you to occasionally come to an artistic bitter drama, four in a row, and they are all Chinese movies with a large investment, who can stand it.

In addition, in Taishan, even if Bu Wancang is the director and producer, there is no restraint in his use.

Tarzan suddenly fell into a financial crisis again.

The most obvious is Bu Wancang's car, which was sold by him.

Then it was the place where Yang Qiu used to live, the third floor of No. 5 Huiheyuan, which was also rented out by Taishan, and now it has become an advertising company.

"You have retired the third floor, is there enough space?" Yang Qiu glanced at the sign on the corridor and asked Zha Liangjian beside him.

Zha Liangjian sighed and replied with a wry smile: "It's enough, after all, there are only four people left in the company now, and the third floor is already empty." ”

Taishan's actor training class has collapsed early.

At the beginning, a total of seven people were recruited in the Taishan training class, and now there are only three people left in the film industry: Xia Meng, Liu Lianghua and Fan Dan.

The other four have long since left the film industry for various reasons.

What's more, the remaining three are all in Golden Harvest......

Yang Qiu, who was digging in the corner of the wall, also felt a little embarrassed.

"Lao Jian, I also know that your Taishan is in a bad situation now, if it is really difficult...... Yang Qiu paused for a moment and said astringently: "If it is really difficult, see if you can persuade the Bu Dao to let the two of you go to Jiahe." ”

Zha Liangjian was silent for two seconds, then slowly shook his head and said, "This ...... It's hard to estimate, you know, Bu Dao's temper, it's hard to say. ”

“……”

Just as the two of them were stunned, they heard a soft knock on the door of General Manager Taishan's office, and Xia Meng walked out of it.

Seeing Yang Qiu looking at himself with a serious face, Xia Meng shook his head lightly and exhaled slightly.

Boom!

This one did not succeed either.

Yang Qiuyi shook his head happily, and whispered to Cha Liangjian: "Lao Jian, you just do your best, I'll leave first today, the company still has some things." ”

"Okay, go slowly. ”

After dealing with this matter, Yang Qiu pulled Xia Meng, who was also a little discouraged, and was about to go downstairs.

"By the way, wait a minute, Lao Yang!"

Cha Liangjian, who was watching the two of them, suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop them.

Yang Qiu turned his head and frowned and asked, "What's the matter, Lao Jian, is there anything else?"

"Old Yang, Boss Yang!" Zha Liangjian stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and asked with a chuckle: "I want to ask, do you still accept screenwriters in Jiahe?"

"Oh, do you have someone to introduce?"

"I have a cousin of the same sect, who has first-class writing, and recently I have begun to think about writing scripts to play, and often ask me for advice, I think if you still recruit screenwriters, take him to Golden Harvest to try. ”

"Who?