Chapter 201 Income from other cities

"Director Yang, did you really sell a million dollars for a movie?"

After dinner, Yang Qiu was sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper while eating, Zhang Bingqian slowly moved over, but sat far away from Yang Qiu.

The living room was quiet, and Zhang Bingqian, who was so bored, asked meaningfully.

Yang Qiu flipped through a page of the newspaper and replied casually: "What, don't call me brother?"

“……”

Looking at Zhang Bingqian for a while, Yang Qiu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and listened to the movement in the kitchen again.

He was really scared by Zhang's mother today.

In the afternoon, he said that he would send Zhang Bingqian to his house, but he didn't wait for two hours before he really packed her daughter and her luggage.

At this time, Zhang's mother was helping Li Man clean up in the kitchen.

"See the news of a million?" Yang Qiu stopped teasing the little girl, and asked as he changed the subject.

Zhang Bingqian immediately nodded: "Hmm." ”

"A million dollars at the box office is not much in the United States. Yang Qiu put down the newspaper and explained to the little girl: "As early as 30 years ago, the box office of American movies entered the million-dollar club, and most of the current American movies are often tens of millions of dollars. ”

"So many?!" Zhang Bingqian said in astonishment.

"Yes, but it's not an exaggeration at all, the overall market value of the American film industry is now more than $5 billion, not to mention those additional added value. ”

Yang Qiu let out a long sigh after speaking, which is also the reason why Frostas invited him to Hollywood last time, but he refused.

The main thing is that Hollywood is too big.

If he goes to Hollywood, he will definitely make more money than Xiangjiang, but no matter how much, he will be a dead worker, and there is basically no hope of climbing up.

is as strong as Chaplin, Hollywood is not pleasing to the eye, and it is not still stepped on.

What's more, Yang Qiu is a Chinese.

If Yang Qiu wants to climb to the middle and upper echelons like his grandson, he would rather develop slowly in this part of Xiangjiang.

"It's only a million dollars, that's not a lot. Zhang Bingqian looked at Yang Qiu's low interest and comforted her.

"You think too much, it's not that if you sell a million dollars at the box office, I can get a million dollars here. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Bingqian was a little cute.

"If a Chinese film is sold to the United States, the distribution company will charge 30 percent of the box office share as the distribution fee, the theater company will take about 5 percent of the share, and then the movie theater will take another 50 percent, and finally remove all kinds of taxes, and the producer will only be left with a little more than 10 percent. ”

"So you only get a hundred thousand dollars?"

Yang Qiu nodded and responded, "Almost." ”

In fact, Yang Qiu didn't tell the truth, in the composition of the million-dollar box office this time, the box office of Lianmei was 930,000, which was not even 1 million at all.

The remaining 70,000 box office was deducted from Yinguang Company, where the film was still in theaters.

Then through the Xiangjiang side, it was vaguely publicized.

It's just a gimmick.

Because most of the films on the silver side are community theaters, the producer's box office share is lower.

In the million-dollar box office, Yang Qiu's share of the hand is actually just over 500,000 Hong Kong dollars.

However, it's a good start.

Of course, Yang Qiu only put such an advertisement in the newspaper, but he didn't elaborate on "Home Alone" is also a hot seller in Western Europe, and it sells better than the United States.

This is also because Sinai and Yang Qiu had a previous cooperation, so their confidence in each other is a bit big.

According to the data sent back by Zou Dingxin, who is now in France, after deducting all distribution fees and taxes, "Home Alone" brought Yang Qiu more than 60,000 pounds in Britain and France alone.

Equivalent to nearly one million Hong Kong dollars!

Coupled with the box office share of Xingma and Duwan, the movie "Home Alone" alone has brought Yang Qiu more than 2 million Hong Kong dollars in income from other cities.

Not to mention the subsequent re-releases.

Yang Qiu's financial constraints were lifted at once.

So although it is not as good as Zhang Bingqian's imagination of 3,000 years, Yang Qiu's movie is enough for those ordinary female workers, and they have worked according to the current salary standard for more than 1,000 years.

It's just that Zhang Bingqian obviously didn't know this, and when she heard Yang Qiu say that there were only more than 500,000, she breathed a sigh of relief.

This is normal, how can there be a movie that has been done by others for 3,000 years......

Mom will talk nonsense!

All of a sudden, Zhang Bingqian's whole body immediately relaxed, and she lay on the sofa on her stomach.

Wait a minute!

Zhang Bingqian cautiously glanced at Yang Qiu, and when she saw the other party, she picked up the newspaper and read it again.

But I had some doubts in my heart......

Didn't my mother say he was, staring at me with straight eyes. ’

But why are the two of them alone now, but this lustful boss has begun to be a gentleman?

Mom lied to me again!

Zhang Bingqian patted her forehead lightly, feeling that her mother was really out of tune.

Why don't you think about sending your daughter to someone else's bed......

Thinking of this, Zhang Bingqian's face was hot, and she gently removed the hand on her forehead, wanting to secretly glance at Yang Qiu next to her.

It's just that I met a pair of eyes, looking at her with doubts.

"That, well, Qianqian, are you okay?" Yang Qiu looked at the girl next to her and asked strangely.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Zhang Bingqian's face turned red, she raised her palm awkwardly, and suddenly said, "I, I'm shooting mosquitoes." ”

There were mosquitoes at the beginning of February? It's a bit early this year.

Yang Qiu didn't reveal this girl's careful thoughts, and turned her head and shouted: "Aunt Liu, burn a mosquito repellent incense, it seems that there are mosquitoes in the house." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Zhang Bingqian's embarrassment didn't last long, her mother helped Li Man finish the kitchen, and the two came out talking and laughing.

The four of them sat on the sofa and chatted for a long time, and Zhang's mother naturally complimented Yang Qiu's movie on the big selling of one million.

Finally, more than an hour later, Zhang's mother finally said goodbye.

This time, I really want to separate from my mother, that is, Zhang Bingqian, who has been complaining about her mother just now, finally has red eyes, which makes Zhang's mother feel distressed for a while.

It's just that the mother and daughter hugged their heads and whispered for a while, and the sadness that Zhang Bingqian had just brewed immediately disappeared.

This old mother, don't look forward to any time, let her work harder.

As for what to work on, do you need to say it clearly!

Lying in the guest room on the second floor at night, sleeping alone on a two-meter-wide mahogany bed, covered with a brand-new goose down quilt, Zhang Bingqian couldn't sleep over and over.

She had some recognition of the bed......

"Daughter, three thousand years!"

"Daughter, don't waste your chance. ”

"Daughter, Mom, this is for your own good. ”

"Daughter, listen to Mom. ”

“……”

Ah!

The more Zhang Bingqian thought about it, the more she had a headache, and she couldn't sleep, as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of her mother's brainwashing words, and she thought that the object of her attack was really not far from her, and she suddenly felt a burst of heat on her body.

"Ahhh——,h

Zhang Bingqian straightened up with a carp, and half-sat up from the bed, muttering in the dark night.

"No, no, I can't think about it, sleep!"

Lying down straight again, Zhang Bingqian also put the quilt on her head angrily.

Can't think about it!

Go to bed!

'Daughter......

Oops, come back!

Zhang Bingqian, who was nested in the quilt, was irritated for a while, and casually pulled the quilt firmer again.

But......

The breathability of this goose down quilt is really good, I heard that it is still imported from the United States, and a bed costs 2,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is enough for my mother to work hard for a year.

Bah!

Zhang Bingqian, what the hell are you thinking?!

Broken sleep!

Tomorrow's opening ceremony on the Golden Harvest studio, I still want to go and see it......