Hearing Mao Yongyi's inquiry, Song Mu didn't sell it, she stroked the heavy monitor of the Macintana computer on the desk with one hand, and explained to Mao Yongyi with a smile on her face: "Lead. Don't look at the fruit company, this Macintana is easy to use, but the company's current business situation is not optimistic. They are now eager to re-establish themselves in the minds of consumers in order to regain their declining sales performance. ”

Mao Yongyi nodded thoughtfully: "The first fully computer-produced cartoon is not only a gimmick for our studio to prepare for turning over, but also a gimmick for the fruit company to prepare for turning over...... Is it? ”

"That's right." Song Mu affirmed Mao Yongyi's words: "The elite group has torn a hole in the international animation market with two animations, as long as the quality of the film can be maintained, it is a signboard comparable to the fourth Ni, but the fruit company only needs to spend one-tenth or even less to reap such publicity."

"That's why when I call Hasley Hill, I always emphasize that our factory is the parent company, and the animation has my screenwriter and your producer. These gimmicks are what they want the most.

"How could they not be tempted by such a low-investment, high-return publicity opportunity?"

After this explanation, Mao Yongyi couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, thinking about it like this, it's really as you said, this thing seems to have been done!" ”

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Early the next morning, Hasley Hill and Pete Joyce, two fruit company operators stationed in Haishi, arrived at the studio as promised.

In addition to Song Mu and Han Yangqiu, who deal with each other on a daily basis, Mao Yongyi and Huang Peiqin, two studio bigwigs, were added to the reception.

Instead of going to the glass conference room of the elite group, the meeting was held in a reception room in the studio.

Although Huang Peiqin was called over by Mao Yongyi early in the morning, Director Mao did not explain to her in detail, but only said that he decided to open another independent project called "The Truman Show", and today he wants to pull a sponsorship, and she needs to be on the side. As for more, even if Huang Peiqin asked again, Mao Yongyi only smiled mysteriously, but he didn't want to say more.

At this moment, seeing that there were two foreigners who came to talk about sponsorship, she couldn't help but underestimate in her heart: 'This sponsorship is actually a foreign company?' With the current name of Haishi Fine Arts Film Studio, can it attract foreign companies? ’

Her gaze fell on Song Mu and Han Yangqiu on the side, "Could it be that it is in the name of an elite group?" If that's the case, it's also said in the past, but if you just do this, will it smash the signboard that the elite group has so hard put up? ’

Huang Peiqin thought so in her heart, but Song Mu had already made an introduction: "Mr. Hill, Mr. Joyce, let me introduce you to the two of you, this is the director of our Huaguohai Fine Arts Film Studio, Mao Yongyi, he is also my current boss; This is Huang Peiqin, the director of the painting department of Huaguohai Fine Arts Film Studio, and she is my former boss. ”

After introducing his own people, Song Mu introduced Haysley Hill and Pete Joyce to Mao Yongyi and Huang Peiqin.

When he called yesterday, Song Mu had already introduced the two people from the fruit company to Mao Yongyi, so it was just a passing scene for Mao Yongyi at the moment.

But when the title of the head of the fruit company's Dahua region fell on Huang Peiqin's ears, it caused her to be shocked: 'Mi Guo Fruit Company? Aren't the microcomputers used in the factory now produced by the fruit company? This time, the sponsor turned out to be a fruit company? ’

Despite the shock in her heart, her face remained calm.

After shaking hands and greeting each other, Hasley Hill still adhered to his habit of taking the initiative to speak: "Miss Song, after you contacted me yesterday, I still contacted the headquarters of the United States as soon as possible. Our headquarters attaches great importance to this cooperation, and we have cooperated many times, in the words of Huaguo, it is called a light car, so the headquarters has given a plan, and please take a look at it first. ”

With that, he took out a stack of papers from his bag, as if to distribute it to everyone in the studio.

Who knew that he hadn't started distributing it yet, and Mao Yongyi, who had listened to the translation, stretched out his hand and shook it, signaling him to wait a while.

Although the language barrier was incomprehensible, the movements were all understandable, and Hesley Hill stopped on the spot with a puzzled face, waiting for Mao Yongyi to give a reason to stop him.

Mao Yongyi laughed twice, and then said to Hasley Hill: "Mr. Hill, don't be in a hurry to show us, let Xiao Song give you a detailed explanation, how about you decide on this sponsorship?" ”

Hasley Hill is naturally not a fool to be able to achieve this position, since Mao Yongyi would say so, it is obvious that this should be more than what Song Mu told him yesterday, which aroused his curiosity, Hasley Hill nodded with a smile, sat back in his seat and waited for the following.

Huang Peiqin was also aroused by Mao Yongyi's curiosity, she knew that Mao Yongyi had sold the pass all morning, and she was finally going to find out at this moment...... 180

Under the gesture of Mao Yongyi's eyes, Song Mu stood up from her seat, she also prepared a stack of papers, and at this moment, she took out a few copies of it and gave them to Hasley Hill, Pete Joyce and Huang Peiqin.

The three of them got only a few pieces of paper, they looked down and found that it was written in both Chinese and English, and the content turned out to be the outline of a script, needless to say, this was the outline of "The Truman Show" written by Song Mu.

The English translation above was made by Song Mu when he asked Han Yangqiu, and it was also because Han Yangqiu had already read it when he translated it, so Song Mu did not give it to him at this time.

After a while, the three people who got the script read it one after another, and a different look appeared on their faces.

Song Mu didn't care about this, she saw that everyone had already looked up at her, so she said with a smile: "It seems that everyone has finished reading, before I explain it to you, if you have any questions, you might as well raise them first." When I'm done answering your questions, I'll add more explanations as appropriate. ”

"Xiao Song ......" didn't expect that the first to ask a question was not the fruit company's side, but Huang Peiqin, who was called over this morning: "You wrote this book?" ”

Song Mu nodded, she could roughly guess Huang Peiqin's question, so she took the initiative to answer her more questions in advance: "I wrote this script, it is a feature-length animated movie, not a serial." The reason why the background is set in the United States is because the main target market is the United States, and on the other hand, because this story, like "Plan D", is not easy to resonate in our country. ”

"You know the situation in our factory, right?" Because of the presence of outsiders, Huang Peiqin did not directly say that the economic situation of our factory was not optimistic, but chose to ask relatively vaguely.

"I know," Song Mu nodded again: "So I contributed this script, our factory shouldn't continue like this, it will take off again when the time comes!" ”

There was a hidden meaning in the words of both of them, but Hasley Hill couldn't taste it, he thought that this Director Huang was dissatisfied with the script, so he took the initiative to speak: "Ms. Huang, although Miss Song's script is unusual, and she does not write a traditional Chinese story, I can assure you that the script of this "The Truman Show" is not worse than the two scripts she wrote before.

"Maybe you are all Chinese people who don't understand, in fact, from the perspective of our Chinese people, this story is definitely countless times better than "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" or "Mulan", if any of the eight major Hollywood studios in the United States are willing to pile up resources to promote, it will be easy to surpass Miss Song's first two works!"

Seeing that outsiders respected this script so much, Huang Peiqin sighed and stopped talking.

Where does she not see that this script is good? Although it is only a relatively detailed outline now, she also tastes the fascinating aspects of this story. There's only one thing she's really worried about – money!

How much does it cost to make such a feature-length animated film? At the least, five or six million is still needed.

Do studios have five or six million now? No! Not only can you not get five or six million, but you can't get five or six hundred thousand! If you don't have the funds to make it, what's the use of a good script?

Song Mu naturally knew why Huang Peiqin sighed, and she said to Huang Peiqin again meaningfully: "Director, look at the leader of the fruit company. The directors are all praised, you don't have to worry, "The Truman Show" is absolutely fine! ”

Huang Peiqin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Okay, I'm okay for the time being." ”

Song Mu nodded to Huang Peiqin, then looked at the "Golden Father" Hasley Hill and took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Hill, do you have any questions?" ”

Hasley Hill can be considered problematic or none.

Now Song Mu took the initiative to ask him a question, so he took the opportunity to open his mouth and said, "Miss Song, I understand your actions very well after reading this outline. "The Truman Show" is a very stunning screenplay, and it deserves a good price for its product placement. But I still think you should take a look at the plan given by our fruit company first. In fact, I think the price we gave was definitely worthy of The Truman Show. ”

After Pete Joyce finished translating his words, Hasley Hill was about to distribute the documents he brought again, but Mao Yongyi interrupted again: "Mr. Hill, I'm really not in a hurry to show us, you can wait a little longer......"

After speaking, he turned his head to Song Mu and scolded with a smile: "Xiao Song! Almost, stop selling it! ”

Song Mu saw the collar. The guide urged himself to roll his eyes, thinking that I usually go straight to the point, and this time the rhythm of selling enough is not still the tone you set! Now you're accusing me of selling off, aren't you bad!

Although she complained in her heart, she had a smile on her face: "Mr. Hill, you don't really understand our actions, to put it harshly, you don't know anything about our "Truman Show"! ”

Hasley Hill: "??? ”

Why don't you know anything, could it be that I read a fake outline?!