Will Wang Zheng be embarrassed, will Wang Yingjun be embarrassed?

No way!

Lin Dong relied on the impression of Wang Yingjun in his mind, and shook his head without hesitation to veto this possibility.

"Mr. Wang, what have you been doing lately, why is there no news?" Lin Dong originally wanted to send a message, but in the end he called.

Although more and more friends are now using messages to contact each other, it is more convenient to call for more serious things.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yingjun was puzzled.

"I mean, do you have any plans to make a film lately?" Lin Dong was also puzzled.

How can there be a feeling of talking about chickens and ducks.

"Filming? My movie is coming out! Wang Yingjun was shocked.

"Ah, wasn't it last September?" Lin Dong hurriedly turned on the computer on his desk and searched for the release time of "The Runner".

What catches your eye is April 30, 2015, which was released at the end of last month?

Oops, oolong.

Sure enough, Wang Yingjun's grief and indignation could be heard through his mobile phone, and he was almost asking in an accusatory tone: "Last September, last September was the Venice Awards, and it was only released this year, at the end of April, on May Day, don't you go to see it, ah?" ”

"Uh, sorry, I've been a bit busy lately." Lin Dong was very weak-hearted.

Although he is the owner of the money and the person who pays for it, it is indeed too much to care so little.

I invested in the movie, but I didn't know the release time.

It's all the pot of the system!

Yes, blame the system.

It's all settled, and I'm still concerned about what the project does.

"......" What else can Wang Yingjun say, Lin Dong gave him money, and he is a big boss, he wants to be an actor, and he has to manage such a big company, ignoring how normal it is for him to be a little transparent.

Alas, small transparent.

"Ahem, at the end of last month, how was the box office?" Lin Dong hurriedly remedied it and cared.

As soon as the words came out, he immediately regretted it.

Emma, it's not a pot that can't be opened, and the wound is sprinkled with salt.

The production cost is 32 million, and the total box office is 11.5 million, which is a little worse than falling in love with each other, and I actually asked others how the box office was.

"Alas, this one, it's ...... again" Wang Yingjun stubbornly admitted that he couldn't do it, but he was not convinced, and immediately began to complain: "The schedule hit "Why Sheng Xiaomo", I also expected in advance that the film schedule would not be too high, I think 5% is content, but the first day of the film schedule is only 1%, you dare to believe it, only 1%." ”

It was really a man and a woman's tears, and the person who heard it was sad, and Lin Dong didn't know how to comfort him.

"Mr. Lin, I know that your theater chain also wants to make money, but I ask you to arrange more films for me, I don't admit defeat, I think my movies still have quality and audiences." If he had spoken in person, Wang Yingjun might have fallen to the ground and hugged Lin Dong's thigh to speak.

"Okay, I'll ask you to arrange more, and Meow Claw will also have an event on the Internet." Lin Dong had no reason to refuse.

Anyway, the projects that have been settled, even if there are changes in the box office later, it will not affect the system funds in his account, and the system will eat more or make up for less if there is more or less.

People are systems, so everything is reasonable.

"I just can't figure out what my movie is about, why isn't there a flashpoint?" The more Wang Yingjun talked, the more depressed he became, and the pressure in the past few days after the release of the movie can be imagined.

"Teacher Wang, why don't you come over and let's talk." Lin Dong decided to enlighten and enlighten the other party.

Such a director who has no "money" must be taken care of, and he can't be entangled in the box office problem all the time, otherwise, he will be the next Wang Zhou in the future - the one who directed "The King of Lingshan".

From Wang Zhou, Lin Dong came to a conclusion.

A director is very stable and has been stable, but it does not mean that he will be stable until the end.

Wang Yingjun came soon.

"Come, drink tea, novice brewing, but the level is already very good." Lin Dong motioned to Wang Yingjun to calm down first.

This is the tea made by Gangzi, and Lin Dong gave him this task in order to make him more stable.

"I really tried my best, but it's still like this." Wang Yingjun was very frustrated.

When he was young, he was a rebellious teenager who did not want to be bound, and he expressed his stance with his works, and his masterpieces were frequent and his reputation was overwhelming.

However, 20 years later, although he still shoots excellent works, he also has awards. But compared with Hua Yan and Section Chief Jia in the same period, there is less of the taste it once had.

The reputation accumulated earlier has become more and more ruthless in the pursuit of commerciality again and again.

The literary and artistic atmosphere is also gradually disappearing in the increasingly heavy commercial flavor.

And the key is that his commercial flavor is getting stronger and stronger, but he still doesn't make money if he shouldn't make money, which is where he suffers the most.

If he can get the money just right, he will admit it if he is allowed to eat.

Now it's and food, but the money still hasn't been earned.

"Let's put it this way," Lin Dong took a sip of tea, cleaned his brain, and entered a state of flickering, and the next words, he absolutely didn't believe it, he said openly: "I really don't think your movie can have any box office." ”

Slap in the face, slap in the face.

Wang Yingjun was a little angry, what do you mean by this.

Call me over and humiliate me?

"But I appreciate your films." Lin Dong hurriedly picked it up, lest Wang Yingjun pounce on him and bite him.

Wang Yingjun was not moved.

Isn't this nonsense?

Believe you, if you really appreciate my movie, you won't even know when my movie will be released?

"Don't believe it, I actually prefer your early movies, and your current movies really can't be watched," Lin Dong continued to take collapse therapy, insisting on completely beating Wang Yingjun.

"Early ......" Wang Yingjun was stunned.

He has heard many people say similar things, saying that his early films are more spiritual and talented, and that he is a genius director who does not belong to Hua Yan and Section Chief Jia.

Now start bowing to the market.

That's not good.

But the person who said these words could never be an investor.

The purpose of the investor is to make money, not to pour chicken soup for the soul, after all, his early movie box office was a mess.

"Yes, I hope you can make more films similar to your early ones, full of spirituality, with a strong desire to express themselves, so that people can think about life after watching them." Lin Dong is like a cerebral palsy fan at this time.

"But you can't make money from movies like this." Wang Yingjun was depressed.

"Mr. Wang, no matter how much you want to cater to the market, you can't give up your bottom line, so if you want to make money, no one wants to invest in your movie." Lin Dong said.

"And what about you?" Wang Yingjun's face was disgraced.

"I don't invest in your movies to make money, I like movies, invest in movies, act in movies myself, and plan to be a director and make movies myself, so you don't have to think about catering to the market." Lin Dong gave a dose of heart booster.

"Alas, if a person lives for a lifetime, he must give up something after all." Wang Yingjun was grateful.

"That's it, as long as you don't cater to the market, no matter what movie you make, I will invest, your next one, the next one, I'll take care of it." Lin Dong gave him another dose.

As for whether Wang Yingjun will be spoiled.

In the future, after Lin Dong is gone, Wang Yingjun will still have to cater to the market painfully.

It's something that can't be helped.

Lin Dong felt that his three views were already very positive, and it didn't hurt to be selfish occasionally.