European and American markets?

Wang Wenhong's eyelids twitched twice, so far, there is no animation in Huaxia that can open the door to the European and American markets.

"No, Mr. Shen...... There are very few foreign TV stations or video websites that buy Chinese animation. Wang Wenhong was puzzled, "I think it's not just us, I'm afraid even Orochi didn't expect it." ”

"Is that so?"

Shen Xin frowned slightly, it seems that this still needs a process. Neither Comic Future nor Orochi have any plans to open up the European and American markets - it seems that they can only rely on "tap water".

It's a pity that "Steel Forge" is obviously so popular in Europe and the United States, and it also ranks first on many rankings, but the road in this world does not seem to be smooth.

If Shen Xin had the right to decide, he might rather provide some of the animation for free and also push out "Steel". But magazines and animation companies are projects that are for profit and cannot make ends meet, and they will definitely not do them.

After all, Huaxia Animation has not yet had a hugely successful work, and they should not be optimistic about "Steel Forged".

Thinking of this, Shen Xin sighed regretfully,

Wang Wenhong's mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to have a long talk with Shen Xin, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.

At this time, Xi Muhan also went up to the second floor, and when he saw Wang Wenhong, he suddenly thought that his outline had not been written, so he quickly apologized, turned around and turned on the computer.

"Don't worry. If it's too late, we'll give it to us tomorrow morning. Xiaohan, you'd better go tomorrow too. ”

"I'm going too?" Xi Muhan was a little surprised.

"Hmm. You can listen to their requirements for this part of the originality, and if you have anything you want to say, you can also give direct feedback. Wang Wenhong explained.

Xi Muhan glanced at Shen Xin, and when he saw him bowing slightly, he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Fukuda lunge and Zhuang Si Yuno will arrive at the magazine office at 10 o'clock tomorrow, Shen Xin and others will prepare to go to the editorial office at 9 o'clock, and Shang Haozhi will meet in advance to ventilate.

Due to the lack of translation, Yan Fei also had to get involved.

The people who will participate in tomorrow's meeting are basically determined, a total of 8 people, and Shen Xin and Xi Muhan know it in their hearts.

Since Shen Xin was going to go to the magazine with Xi Muhan tomorrow, he asked the three assistants to rest for a day.

After the three of them learned the news at the dinner table, their faces were happy, Hang Jian was still restrained, and Gao Hang and Liu Rui were muttering quietly, as if they were discussing something.

Shen Xin likes to hear about this kind of thing.

It is also a happy event that two people can really tie the knot, but I don't know what the hearts of the two people are.

"Ahem...... Time to eat. Xi Muhan only drank a bowl of soup after eating in the afternoon, and when he noticed Shen Xin's gaze, he couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Oh."

Shen Xin hurriedly picked up chopsticks, put a piece of beef on top of the rice, and put it in his mouth.

This night, both Shen Xin and Xi Muhan slept late.

In order to write the outline, Xi Muhan was busy until one o'clock in the morning, while Shen Xin was busy drawing the characters of the four main characters of Xingguo, and when he went to bed, it was almost three o'clock.

The next day, Xi Muhan opened his eyes, touched his mobile phone, and glanced at it.

7:58。

Subconsciously closed his eyes, only 7:58......

Hey?

Xi Muhan sat up suddenly, and the sleepiness on his body disappeared.

It takes an hour to get from the studio to the Comic Future magazine, depending on the traffic congestion.

She hurriedly put on her clothes, went to the next door, and knocked on the door.

"Brother Xin, hurry up, I'm going to be late."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a loud bang and a scream from inside the room.

"Brother Xin, are you okay?" Xi Muhan's heart tightened and he said worriedly.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

said that it was fine, but Xi Muhan still heard "pain" from Shen Xin's words.

"Wait a minute, I'll come out."

Xi Muhan took advantage of this time to wash up briefly, painted light makeup, and then packed up the documents that needed to be used, and left the studio with Shen Xin.

The two of them hurried slowly, and when they arrived at the magazine office, it was still past nine o'clock.

Shang Haozhi and Yan Fei were not in the editorial department, Wang Wenhong led the two people to the reception room next door and gave each person a glass of water.

"I thought you weren't coming?"

"I slept a little late yesterday." Shen Xin laughed dryly.

"Let me briefly talk about the situation, Mr. Shang and Yan Fei are now in the chairman's office, and the electronic version of the comic is estimated to come out in the next two weeks...... Let's start with our own business. Mr. Shen, President Tomita has no opinion on originality, but Shoji is a little difficult to supervise, and I also said yesterday that he wanted to make this animation because he had watched "Steel". So, if the script is not of high quality, there may be problems. Mr. Shang didn't say too much detail, and the specific situation can only be known after meeting. ”

"I know."

Shen Xin glanced at Xi Muhan beside her, and the tension in her heart was all written on her face.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay."

Although Xi Muhan has a place in the light market and has won some honors, she is still a girl in her early twenties after all, and it is inevitable to be nervous in the face of this kind of occasion, especially the other party's words are also very direct - if they don't agree in the end, the responsibility lies with her.

Xi Muhan took a deep breath and bowed slightly, "I'm fine." ”

"Can I read the outline you wrote first?" Wang Wenhong saw that Xi Muhan's face had changed, and hurriedly asked.

"Hmm."

Xi Muhan was about to open his handbag, when Yan Fei suddenly walked in and knocked on the door, "People are here." ”

"Huh? So early? Wang Wenhong glanced at his watch, and there were still 20 minutes before 10 o'clock.

"The people in District 11 are more punctual, right?"

"Time is running out suddenly. Xiaohan, I'll go next door to copy the outline. Wang Wenhong sweat oozed from his forehead, took over the synopsis of Xi Muhan's story, stood up and said to Yan Fei, "You take them to the conference room, and I'll go over later." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Wenhong strode out of the reception room.

"Two teachers, are you ready?" Yan Fei chuckled.

"Sister Yan, don't be kidding, where am I a teacher?" Xi Muhan hurriedly waved his hand.

Shen Xin got up and patted Xi Muhan on the back.

Xi Muhan turned her head and saw Shen Xin looking at her with a smile on her face, so she nodded firmly: "Let's go?" ”

This time the conference room was not too big, with only an oval conference table and twenty or thirty chairs.

When the three of them entered the conference room, Shang Haozhi was talking to Fukuda lunge, the translator Mitsuri Oi came to deliver the message for the two people, and another young man with square glasses looked at the table with blank eyes, and he didn't raise his head until Shen Xin and the others came in.

After looking at the three people who came in, his eyes finally fell on Shen Xin's body, and he muttered in a low voice: "Is this person in the middle Teacher Shen?" ”

Fukuda's lunge immediately moved his gaze and bowed slightly, "It's him." ”

"You're so young." The young man muttered to himself.