Twelve o'clock in the morning, when the old and the new are handed over.

"How much box office?!"

Jiang Wen shouted into his phone in disbelief.

"Really?"

"Okay, good, I must invite guests to a celebration banquet, and I will definitely come over when the time comes!"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Wen leaned on the bed, with a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden.

"Xiao Qin's movie has a high box office?"

Zhou Yun hadn't slept yet, and when she saw Jiang Wen's expression, she knew that there was good news.

Jiang Wen didn't speak, touched the cigarette on the bedside table, and lit one for himself.

"It's so tall, this kid is playing big."

Smoke puffed out of his mouth and rose in small numbers, covering his face.

"How much?" Zhou Yun asked.

"Guess what?" Jiang Wen sold Guanzi.

Zhou Yun stared at him expressionlessly, staring at Jiang Wen in a panic.

"Okay, okay, I say."

Jiang Wen stretched out two fingers as he spoke, "It's two two million!" ”

"(⊙o⊙) Wow!"

Zhou Yun couldn't help but exclaim.

Then she seemed to think of something, and said excitedly:

"Did Xiao Qin break the record? The highest single-day box office record for a Chinese movie? ”

Jiang Wen took a hard puff of his cigarette,

"Almost, last year, Chen Kaige's "Wuji" had more than 21 million in a single day, it should be recorded, this kid has a little more than him."

The more Jiang Wen said that the more he felt bad in his heart.

None of his movies have ever been so high at the box office.

This son also went ahead of Lao Tzu.

Although strictly speaking, Jiang Wen is a director of art films - there are few box offices and many awards.

But the box office is also a kind of cinematic achievement, isn't it?

Relieved, melancholy, happy, depressed......

All kinds of feelings were intertwined in his heart, Jiang Wenyou took out a cigarette and prepared to light it.

As his wife, Zhou Yun saw Jiang Wen's inner world at a glance, and laughed:

"Some people have made movies for half their lives, and the box office is not as much as Xiao Qin's first movie, right?"

Jiang Wenwen was uncomfortable, and immediately became anxious when he heard this:

"It's different! It's not the same! ”

"What's different?"

"It's just different! Made, I'm going to sleep in my study! ”

……

Jiang Wen is not the only one who has been waiting for the box office to come out without sleeping.

To be precise, almost all the main actors in the crew of "The Gift of Room No. 7" did not sleep, except for Sun Bijuan and director Qin Muchu.

Sun Bijuan is still young and can't stay up late.

Qin Muchu said that who is not a baby anymore.

"Uncle Jiang, really?!"

Yang Mi, who had just arrived home from participating in the movie promotion event, couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Xiaomi, what are you doing? Coming back so late and screaming? ”

Yang's father and Yang's mother both walked out of the room.

Yang Mi didn't mean to restrain at all, she jumped on Father Yang and hugged Mother Yang on the side.

"Come down, I'm dead, I'm not ashamed of all big girls!" Father Yang patted Yang Mi's head.

"Dad, Mom, do you know how much my movie has grossed today?"

Yang Mi jumped down from Father Yang, her face was full of excitement.

If she would be coquettish with Father Yang on weekdays, she would not give up until Father Yang changed her words and said that she was not serious at all, but today she didn't care about these small details.

Without waiting for Yang's father and Yang's mother to ask, Yang Mi couldn't wait to say it herself:

"Twenty-two million! Mom and Dad, the movie is on fire! ”

Yang Mi was so happy that she couldn't wait to punch a set.

"Twenty-two million?"

Father Yang and Mother Yang glanced at each other.

Their family is also an ordinary family, Yang's father is a policeman, and Yang's mother is a housewife.

They have no concept of tens of millions of dollars, they only know a lot of money.

"Sold for so much money in one day?"

Mother Yang was surprised.

"Yes, Mom, I sold so much in one day! According to normal circumstances, the box office of this movie will at least exceed 100 million! Mom, your daughter is about to become the heroine of a box office movie with hundreds of millions of dollars! ”

Yang Mi hugged her mother and jumped around.

"Let go! Dead girl! ”

Mother Yang picked off her daughter's paw in disgust and jerked her ass hard.

"Whew! Mom, you're pumping the ass of a movie heroine with a box office of hundreds of millions! Yang Mi covered her ass and cried out in pain.

"No matter how much the box office is, you are also my daughter, and I can smoke you if I am my daughter, you can smoke if you want!"

Mother Yang said and smoked Yang Mi a few more times.

"Wash and sleep early, don't go crazy at night, or the neighbor will knock on the door!"

After speaking, Mother Yang pulled Father Yang, who was already yawning, back to the room.

The cold appearance of Yang's father and Yang's mother made Yang Mi, who was full of joy, feel that her pride had not been shared, and she said unwillingly:

"Mom and Dad, hundreds of millions of box office!"

"Boom!"

All she could do was the cold sound of the door closing.

"Oops!"

Yang Mi stomped her feet indignantly, not to mention how depressed she was.

It's like winning a Nobel Prize, but no one else knows what it is.

No, I have to find someone to talk to, no, it's to share the joy of success.

Yang Mi bit her lip.

The first person who came to mind was Qin Muchu.

She took out her mobile phone to make a call, and after a few seconds, she gritted her teeth in anger when she heard the "the phone you dialed is turned off" from the phone.

No, I'm going to suffocate if I don't find someone to talk to!

Yang Mi flipped through the address book.

It's decided that it's you - Liu Xiqian!

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"Ah, I'm going to die!"

Yang Mi threw away the phone and hammered it on the sofa.

"Yang Mi, if you don't sleep again, tomorrow's news is that the heroine of a box office movie with hundreds of millions of dollars was beaten to death by her own mother at home!"

Mother Yang's voice came from the room.

Yang Mi shrunk her neck in fright, didn't dare to speak, and carefully walked to the bathroom to start washing.

"Congratulations, the heroine of hundreds of millions of movie box office, you are so beautiful, you are the future Gong Li!"

"You're also very beautiful!"

Suddenly there was a conversation in the bathroom.

Yang Mi looked at the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

……

At the same time, the executives of major domestic entertainment companies have received the news that the box office of "The Gift of Room No. 7" has reached 22 million.

"Brother, do you think this movie can be inherited if it is made well?"

Wang Zhonglei hung up the phone, his face full of shock and doubt.

"The heredity of farts is hereditary, that is, how to inherit godsons?"

Wang Zhongjun's face was also very complicated.

To tell the truth, the circle is concerned that Jiang Wen suddenly accepted a godson, and he was kind to him with all his heart, and even used money to accompany him to make movies, mostly with the mentality of watching jokes.

Yes, the premiere was well received.

But so what, making movies these days is almost a dead end.

It's common sense that a good movie doesn't necessarily sell money.

Jiang Wen's movies are good enough, and he has won awards at home and abroad, but so what?

Just looking at the box office is not a loss for one.

Especially for healing movies like "The Gift of Room No. 7", Wang Zhongjun can't think of why it can sell so high at the box office.

Who bought tickets to go to the cinema these days not to laugh, but to spend money to cry?

What movies to make money now?

Big productions, famous actors, exciting plots, this can attract the audience to the cinema.

What's in "The Gift of Room Seven"?

is famous for one Chen Daomin, but he is a supporting role!

"Brother, what should I do next?" Wang Zhonglei looked at the silent Wang Zhongjun and asked.

"What to do?"

"This is a dark horse, should we contact the theater chain and suppress his film schedule?"

Wang Zhongjun looked at this younger brother carefully, as if he was seeing him for the first time.

"You're in the wrong head? Don't say that the theater chain is not stupid, and it doesn't make money to mess around with you; It's just that the theater is stupid and willing to do this, do you have a grudge against Jiang Wen or do you want to make a grudge against him? ”

"Brother, no. There is suddenly such a kid here, am I not worried about affecting Feng Datie? Wang Zhonglei explained.

""Night Banquet" is finalized?" Wang Zhongjun asked.

He rarely took care of the company's affairs, and basically handed them over to his younger brother Wang Zhonglei.

"It's basically settled, in September, I heard that Lao Mouzi's "Golden Armor" will be released in December, let's avoid him." Wang Zhonglei said.

Wang Zhongjun nodded when he heard this, and then scolded again:

"The big iron movie will only be released in September, what are you afraid of affecting? Will it affect you every few months? Are you really bad in the head? ”

"No, brother, you think. This used to talk about movie sales, and the first one is our company's Feng Datie. Chen Kaige and Lao Mouzi have only released one film in many years, and it is completely incomparable with Feng Datie's one film a year.

But now that there is one more kid, the movie will hit the box office, and there will be another director who can sell money in the future, can it not affect Feng Datie? ”

Wang Zhonglei is also right, the current Chinese film market is so big, it is impossible to support several blockbuster movies.

Last year in 2005, China's total annual box office was just over 2 billion.

In other words, the cake is so big, and if there is one more person who eats the cake, then others will eat less.

What's more, many of them are also very edible, and they have to bite off a large piece in one bite.

Wang Zhongjun understood what his younger brother meant, pondered for a while, but still shook his head and said:

"No, don't do stupid things, and don't say that maybe this kid is lucky, it just so happens that this movie is lucky.

Even if he really has that strength, how do you know that he can do it once a year like a big iron?

And it's not necessarily that he can't help us make money. ”

"Brother, do you want to sign him? He is Jiang Wen's godson, so he won't agree to come to us. Wang Zhonglei said.

"What's wrong with Jiang Wen's godson, we have less cooperation with Jiang Wen? Besides, if we don't sign with our company, we can't invest in his films?

The cost of his movie is only a few million at most, and in three days, the box office will be almost 50 million in just three days, and the total box office will be at least more than 100 million!

How many times is this profit, how much money do you calculate Jiang Wen earned? ”

Wang Zhongjun clenched his fists, which was faster than robbing a bank to get money.

Wang Zhonglei also understood this account.

"Brother, I know, I won't embarrass this kid."

If you can't get along with anyone, you won't get along with money.

Wang Zhonglei thought of the terrifying profits, and his heart was also hot.

"Idiot!"

Wang Zhongjun suddenly slapped the table.

Wang Zhonglei didn't understand why his brother was okay just now, and he was so angry in a blink of an eye.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"It's over without embarrassment? Call immediately and ask the company's public relations department to contact the media to post an article and hype this movie, the more popular the better! ”

"Huh?" Wang Zhonglei was stunned.

I wonder if my brother is stupid.

They didn't invest money in this movie, how could they still help promote it.

Wang Zhongjun looked at his younger brother who couldn't open his mind, and he was really a little disappointed in his heart.

He sat on the sofa and leaned back, rubbed his temples, and said weakly:

"If you want others to help you make money in the future, you can't sell it first? After the box office of this movie came out, do you think he can still lack investment to make another movie? Why do people take you to play? ”

"Don't take us to play? We are the leading companies in the mainland...... Ah! ”

Wang Zhonglei was still talking, and suddenly felt that something hit his forehead.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Wang Zhongjun put down the pen holder in his hand.

"Brother, you ......"

"Get out!"

Wang Zhongjun closed his eyes and pointed to the door.

"Brother, I'm ......"

"Get out!"

"Alas, good ......"

Wang Zhonglei hurriedly walked out.

When I walked to the door, I heard Wang Zhongjun's voice again:

"In the past few months, you have collected my heart, use your brain to learn how to manage the company, if I hear that you and which female star are not clear again, you will go home, and stop meddle in the company's affairs!"

Wang Zhonglei's body shook,

"Got it, brother."

When you go out, be careful to close the door.

Don't look at the company, he is usually in charge, it can be said that he is covering the sky with one hand.

Wang Zhongjun's sense of existence is very low, but he has to ask his brother's opinion in advance for a really big decision, and he dares to implement it with his brother's consent.

In business, he is the president of Xiao Wang; In private matters, he is also Xiao Wang.

In the room, Wang Zhongjun tilted his head tiredly, looking at the ceiling and gasping for breath.

The two brothers founded Huayi together in their early years, and slowly developed from a small company to the current industry leader.

The younger brother likes to be in power, so he retreats into the background and fulfills the younger brother.

But now this younger brother has completely lost the shrewdness and humility when he first started his business.

Maybe it's because Huayi is older, his younger brother's heart is also bigger, and his personality is becoming more and more arrogant.

If you can't see the situation clearly in this way, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, it's me, I knew you definitely didn't sleep, isn't this congratulations on your coming......

Look at what you said, isn't your godson my nephew? It should be......

Alas, well, I will definitely participate in the celebration banquet, and I will give our nephew a big gift when the time comes.

Hey, okay, okay, then we'll make up our minds, okay, you can rest early......"

(Today's recommended PK starts, brothers must read it, and raising books will be raised directly!) ）