These words made Zhang Chen stunned, as long as the book is what it means? Co-authored just didn't like him at all?

Huo Yunting ignored it and nodded to himself as he flipped through the script.

There's a good book here.,It's really okay to change it into a movie to try.。 Just by reading this script, he has already sketched a complete film in his mind.

Zhang Chen frowned slightly, "Mr. Huo, Hongtao has already told you before, these books are the reservoir of our IP resources——"

"I can give you a floor price, one million, film and television rights only."

Zhang Chen stopped talking, I have to say that he was moved.

Happy Twist's net profit a year is only a few million, and people only need a copy of the film and television copyright of the book, and the opening is their Happy Twist's income for several months.

If his employees heard this and voted according to the old rules of Happy Twist, they would definitely agree unanimously.

However, Zhang Chen still didn't give up, "Mr. Huo, we are happy twist-"

"Mr. Zhang, it's not a matter of happy twist, I believe you have the strength. However, compared with film and television dramas, the audience is still too small. ”

As for the diversified entertainment company that Mr. Liu said, Mr. Zhang, the transformation is very difficult. As I said earlier, there is a big span between drama and film and television dramas. ”

Zhang Chen's slightly arched body collapsed again, and his expression was a little gloomy.

This subtext is very clear, that is, you are happy to twist these twenty people are not enough to see at all. It's okay to act in dramas, but it's not good if it's changed to film and television dramas.

"Mr. Zhang, let me put it this way, the last person I saw who was still very successful in switching from drama to film and television drama was Guo Tao, and the film was called "Crazy Stone".

Zhang Chen nodded slowly, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he had to admit that what Huo Yunting said was indeed reasonable.

If it develops slowly according to the original plan of Happy Twist, it gradually radiates from North China to the whole country, and then enters the film and television industry from drama...... When Happy Twist can really leave their name in the entertainment industry, half of his body may have been buried in the ground.

Opportunity. What Happy Twist lacks most now is an opportunity! But where the did this opportunity come from? He didn't wait for eight years.

For a while, Zhang Chen hated a little itchy teeth.

Huo Yunting coughed lightly twice, and pulled out a script called "Donkey Gets Water" from the pile of documents in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, just this script, I think he is worth a million at least. What do you think? Would you like to talk about it? ”

The look in Zhang Chen's eyes struggled for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, we want to invest in Happy Twist, and we don't want to sell scripts." “

"Really, don't you think about it?" Huo Yunting didn't give up, "The price is not suitable, we can talk about it again." ”

"Mr. Huo, I'm sorry for delaying your time today."

Seeing that he had given the order to evict the guests, Huo Yunting didn't say anything more, got up and left.

didn't go far, and saw Liu Qiaotao's figure quietly touching into the private room where the two were talking just now.

Huo Yunting went backstage to find Shen Teng, now that the drama is over, what does this kid want to do next?

"Shen Teng?"

When he shouted, the originally chattering backstage was instantly silent, and soon, everyone who was happy and twisted got up to say hello to him.

Shen Teng stepped over and brought him a chair, "Brother Huo, you just went to talk to someone about cooperation?" ”

Huo Yunting nodded, "It's a pity that it didn't work out." ”

As soon as he said this, the twenty people around him sighed in unison, the most obvious of which was Yan Fei. It's really a cry of rage, and the cooperation has not been negotiated.

Huo Yunting waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, will you go with me?" I'll drop you off. ”

"No, I'll catch up with them."

"Well, I'll go first." Huo Yunting made another joke, "If you stay with them any longer, Mr. Zhang shouldn't be at ease." ”

"Not sure? Why don't you worry? ”

Shen Teng wanted to ask again, but the rest of his voices were drowned out by his former colleagues.

"Teacher Huo, go slowly!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Huo."

"Brother Huo will come back when he is free."

"Teacher Huo, can you guide me?"

I don't know who suddenly said this, and soon everyone should be reconciled, "Yes, Teacher Huo, give me some guidance, just say a few words." ”

Seeing this, Huo Yunting had no choice but to stop, pretending to think for a while, grinning at the corner of his mouth. Everyone who was happy with the twist also laughed.

"It's all good."

Then, strode away. Only the group of people was left staring at each other.

When I got home, I found Liu Yifei curled up on the bed and had already fallen asleep.

Huo Yunting didn't wake her up, just simply washed up, got into bed and got into the quilt, and slept together.

After about half a month, 2011 officially arrived.

It was also on New Year's Day, Liu Xiaoli and Huo Zhongde said in unison that they wanted to celebrate the New Year in Huo Yunting and their young couple's house.

What kind of character his future mother-in-law is, Huo Yunting doesn't know, but he knows his parents.

I definitely wouldn't say that I wanted to come to my house for New Year's Eve. Because even if it's cross, it's definitely a junior who wants to go to the old couple.

"I'm here to say something tonight." Huo Yunting was thoughtful.

Liu Yifei on the side also nodded with a serious expression, "Understood, it's a Hongmen banquet." ”

slapped her on the head twice, "We are the masters, they are the guests, who sets up whom." ”

She thought about it again, "That is, nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace." ”

"There's some truth to that. But you can't say the same about the elders. ”

"I'm just saying it casually."

On the night of January 1, Huo Yunting set up a table of dishes to greet his parents and Liu Xiaoli.

After three rounds of drinking, Huo Zhongde and Huo Yunting touched a glass, and the box was opened, "Yunting, I've been discussing some things with your Aunt Liu these days. ”

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment, what do they have to discuss, this is not a professional counterpart.

"What's the matter?"

"Your marriage to Sissi."

Huo Yunting's body stiffened unconsciously.

The old man and the old lady walked so abruptly that now Huo Yunting sometimes feels a little unreal when he thinks about it.

When I was playing chess and wanted to play chess, I didn't dare to write like this.

"Uncle...... Why did you suddenly talk about these things... Yunting and I are not in a hurry. ”

Originally, Liu Yifei was thinking about talking about it in a year and a half, but he didn't expect his uncle to suddenly bring it up again in less than half a year-

Could it be that this was discussed with my mother?

Huo Zhongde took a sip of wine and said to himself, "If according to the customs in Huojiazhuang in the past, an old man in the family dies, and if the marriage is not done within 100 days, then you have to keep filial piety for a year and then do it." ”

Huo Yunting also took a sip silently and nodded, "Zhuangzi has this custom. ”

Liu Xiaoli also took over the conversation, "I also have this custom in my hometown in Harbin, that is, the time of filial piety on our side is three years. ”

"Is there one? Why didn't you tell me? Liu Yifei looked curious.

"What can you remember when you were a kid." Liu Xiaoli said angrily.

"Although this truth is good, from the current point of view, it is indeed a bit old-fashioned."

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, Huo Yunting also guessed what they wanted to say.

"Dad, if you have anything to say, just say it, it's all a family, and you don't have to hide it."

Huo Zhongde's current situation is no longer going around in circles, "Your marriage with Sissi still has to be put on the agenda in advance." ”

"You're almost 30 years old, and when your grandfather was still there, his greatest wish was to see his great-grandson or great-granddaughter."

"It's the same sooner or later, it's not bad for a few years." Seeing that Huo Yunting didn't speak for a long time, Liu Yifei hurriedly said.

She saw how good Huo Yunting had a good relationship with his grandfather.

Don't look at the fact that the two usually don't see each other much, and they don't talk much. But between the two big men, they are destined not to say anything greasy and crooked.

Liu Xiaoli replaced her daughter with her toes without a trace, and said angrily, "Don't worry, don't worry, you should be thirty in two years, the older you are, the greater the risk of having a child, understand?" I'm for your good. ”

"What's wrong with getting older, there are more children to have. Na Ying, Liu Ruoying, Lin Qingxia...... They were all born in their forties. ”

"You can't be better than a little better!"

Liu Xiaoli is depressed, it's really true that she has a man and forgets her mother!

"Alright, alright." Huo Yunting patted her thigh gently, "Dad, aunt, then let's set a date." I don't have much of an opinion. ”

Huo Zhongde and Liu Xiaoli glanced at each other, and then Huo Zhongde spoke: "Then April 29 this year." ”

Sure enough, this was negotiated, and even the date had been decided.

But this time, Huo Yunting had no worries in his heart, and he could rest assured that he had solved his illness.

Tonight's major difficulties were solved, and the dinner gradually became relaxed, but Liu Xiaoli was still a little sullen.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening when I finished watching the New Year's Day party. It was too late, Huo Yunting wanted them to stay and rest for a night, but Liu Xiaoli refused again and again, and finally the three elders left late at night.

"Yunting, go back, you don't need to send it."

"Mom, Dad! Be careful on your way and send me a message when you get home. ”

"Hey!"

Huo Yunting poked Liu Yifei, who had been puffing out his cheeks beside him, "Say goodbye to your mother." ”

"Hmph, she definitely doesn't even care about me. She used to be like this, controlling me everywhere......"

muttered a lot, and finally waved his hand at the three figures in the distance, "Mom, uncles and aunts, you go slowly!" ”

The next day, Liu Yifei got up early in the morning and did not go to the company, but began to plan the wedding.

Wedding is a first-class event in life, and girls are obsessed with it. Huo Yunting also followed alongside the staff.

The two of them were very leisurely at home, but they just suffered Zhang Debang, and all the work was pressed on him.

"Dididi"

"Dididi"

"Sissi, look first, I'll answer the phone."

"Oh, hurry up, I chose two suits for you to see."

"Okay."

The call came from Jiang Wen, and the release date of "Let the Bullets Fly" has been set, and it will be a file for the Spring Festival this year.

This can be said to be the right time and place, but Jiang Wen is still a little dissatisfied, because the original film of more than three hours was cut to more than two hours because of radio and television.

In Jiang Wen's own words, even his major arteries were cut down.

Huo Yunting was also dissatisfied when he heard that he had been cut for more than an hour, "Then I said that I was blind for a few months?" ”

"Stop! Don't talk to me about the shooting time. ”

Jiang Wen is most annoyed by others mentioning the shooting time to him now.

Since cooperating with Huo Yunting, he has learned a lesson, and when he cooperates with actors, he must first find out the background of others.

What dramas have you filmed before, what awards have you won, whether they have been released, who is the director, and what is the family situation...... You don't know any of these things, how do you know how long the shoot will take?

In the end, he changed the topic and talked about the release of "Let the Bullets Fly" from the United States.

It can be released in the United States, but Americans define the film as an R-rated movie, which means that children under the age of 17 must be accompanied by an adult over the age of 21.

Huo Yunting listened to his slightly meaningful tone and guessed a rough idea, "The Americans didn't delete your more than three hours, did they?" ”

"Hahaha, Brother Huo, don't talk about it, I still have a bunch of things to deal with, don't tell me that you don't have time when the movie is released after a while."

"Then it depends on whether Wang Jiawei can't find me."

"Hmph, he dares."

Hanging up the phone, Huo Yunting on the balcony breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this "Generation Grandmaster" is his curtain call.

But when does Wang Jiawei want his mother to drag it out?

Either they had already asked him to shoot before, or they ended up again because of other things.

But now that it's all over, why don't you come to him?

Huo Yunting thought for a moment, and felt that he couldn't just wait, he had to take the initiative, otherwise this grandson would be able to delay him for another two years.

"Hello? Director Wang, haha, give you an early greeting. ”

"Thinking too much about Lao Wang, what can I mean, just give you a New Year's greeting."

"What is this called? What do you mean to make me uneasy and kind, can't I pay you a visit? ”

"Hey! The surname is Wang, don't talk too much, what do you mean to force you, you go to Jiang Wen, what does it have to do with me. ”

"Are you embarrassed? Except for me, a more inclusive actor is willing to play with you. ”

"His grandmother's, procrastinating, how long have you dragged on? That's all there is to it, isn't it over if you shoot it quickly? ”

"Look at Jiang Wen and learn a little."

"Hey, hey? Lao Wang? Director Wang? ”

"Uncle's." Huo Yunting scolded a few words angrily, and when he heard Liu Yifei's greeting in the bedroom, he had to give up the idea of calling Wang Jiawei again.

"Brother Yun, come here."

"It's coming, it's coming."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Jiawei, who was sitting alone on the desk, also looked confused, "I'm a lung to you, why is this hanging man bothering me again." ”

Somewhat bewildered, he scratched his head and looked back at the script on the table.

"Ahh Hold his mother! The train of thought is all broken! ”

(End of chapter)