Chapter 132: The Hongmen Banquet

To PR your own?

It's not possible.

I don't have what Huayi wants.

Just make friends and have a meal, and you don't need to send Fan Bingbing.

"I don't need to introduce it." Wang Zhonglei said.

"No, if you don't even know Miss Bingbing, why are you still messing around in this circle." Zhang Yuanjun was still not sure about Huayi, so he chose to see the move.

There were also several executives of Huayi who came to eat together, and Wang Zhonglei introduced them to Zhang Yuanjun one by one.

That's a bit high.

Zhang Yuanjun became more and more uncertain about Wang Zhonglei.

Everyone sat down, and a variety of dishes were set on the table.

I have long heard that the two presidents of Huayi like to hold banquets and parties in the headquarters building, and when I saw them today, they really had a style.

At the banquet, Wang Zhonglei praised Zhang Yuanjun again.

Zhang Yuanjun has been waiting for him to make a move, but Wang Zhonglei can really sit still, and he really only talks about the wind and snow at the table, or whether he is a character or not, let alone a movie, and he doesn't even talk about gossip in the entertainment industry.

During this time, he also told a few indiscriminate pornographic jokes, which made the men and women at the table laugh.

Zhang Yuanjun was deliberately arranged to sit next to Fan Bingbing, Fan Bingbing held his wine glass and said with a smile: "Let's drink one." ”

"Okay, I've wanted to know you for a long time." Zhang Yuanjun raised his cup and touched her.

Both of them took a sip, it was okay not to drink, as soon as they drank this wine, a vice president began to coax: "We Xiao Zhang admires you so much, you two have a drink, how about it!" ”

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

"Handsome men and beautiful women, have a drink!"

This group of middle-aged CEOs didn't know the southeast and northwest after two sips of wine.

Zhang Yuanjun is very unhappy with this kind of person, when he is drunk, he goes to sleep quietly, and he has a mouth.

Zhang Yuanjun was not used to this kind of person, so he said to the vice president with a smile: "Mr. Deng, let's drink one." ”

Wang Zhonglei came out in time to play a round and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang is still a student, what kind of person who doesn't hand over the cup, talking this kind of nonsense." ”

Fan Bingbing also said: "Mr. Deng, you can have a drink with me." ”

Fan gave Mr. Deng a full drink, holding his hand and drinking with himself, winning a full house.

After the banquet, Wang Zhonglei invited Zhang Yuanjun and several senior executives into his office for tea, accompanied by Fan Bingbing.

A few people smoked cigarettes, drank sobering tea, and said some painless words, and then Fei Qi, the director of Huayi Artist, made it clear: "Xiao Zhang, what are your plans in the future?" ”

Zhang Yuanjun knew that business had begun.

"Still doing this, with "Condor" and "Becoming Famous", I should be able to gain a foothold in this circle. I'll pick up the drama later. In order to block Huayi's later words, Zhang Yuanjun emphasized, "Mr. Fei should know that I won't sign a brokerage company." ”

Wang Zhonglei took over: "I know, I mean, we can change the way we cooperate." ”

In fact, Zhang Yuanjun does not exclude cooperating with other companies, and he still understands the truth that he can't go long alone.

If you can have a good cooperation with Huayi, it will definitely be good for yourself.

Huayi is about to usher in its peak.

Zhang Yuanjun showed interest, and Wang Zhonglei continued: "We also know that you don't sign the company, it doesn't matter, we don't sign a brokerage contract."

"In this way, your studio, we will buy 40% of the shares for 100 million, on the condition that you will have a net profit of 120 million in the next three years, and if you can't reach it, you will buy back the 40% shares at an annual interest rate of 15%."

Zhang Yuanjun smiled after hearing this: "To put it bluntly, is it a bet?" ”

Huayi people were a little surprised, gambling generally occurs in the entity and investment industries, and the entertainment industry plays relatively little, Zhang Yuanjun actually knows about betting.

It's easy to know.

Wang Zhonglei said: "It's a bet. You can take 100 million funds first, think about it, with 100 million funds, how big can you open the studio, make a profit of 120 million in three years, and work hard to do it. ”

Zhang Yuanjun said: "I'm used to being a casual person, and opening a studio is just to work freely." ”

"Rest assured, after investing 100 million, we will not interfere in your work."

"But after you invest, I will become a part-time worker for you, with a net profit of 120 million in three years, I want to earn 40 million every year, which is more than eighty percent of A-share listed companies." There is also a cruel sentence Zhang Yuanjun did not say, Huayi's annual net profit is not necessarily 40 million.

"It's a little more difficult, but there's a challenge to be motivated, and you can try."

"Mr. Wang is very loving, my small studio is not worth 100 million at all, and I will take this money at a loss." Before Wang Zhonglei could speak, Zhang Yuanjun said again, "Thank you Mr. Wang for your hospitality tonight, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first, and Mr. Wang is welcome to sit with me at any time." Farewell. ”

Without waiting for Wang Zhonglei to agree, Zhang Yuanjun had already pulled out his legs and walked out.

Huayi's people didn't stop him, Wang Zhonglei even said: "Bingbing, send it for me." ”

Fan Bingbing has two things that he doesn't understand, one is, as Zhang Yuanjun himself said, his studio is up and down inside and out, and it is not worth 100 million yuan when it is sold in a catty, why does Wang Zhonglei give Zhang Yuanjun such a high price.

Second, why didn't Zhang Yuanjun take the money?

In Fan Bingbing's understanding, this money is not taken for nothing!

100 million!

With 100 million in cash, he can make the studio bigger and stronger.

Isn't it just 120 million in three years, whether you can do it or not, let's take the 100 million in front of you first.

If she was replaced, she would definitely take it.

Assistant Xiao Zhao was already waiting outside the door, and the three of them walked out in unison.

Fan Bingbing said: "Actually, I think you can give it a try, just in case." She couldn't come across such a good opportunity, and Mr. Wang never said that he would bet against her.

Zhang Yuanjun said: "This kind of bet, nine out of ten will fail, I don't believe that I will be so lucky to be able to bet on them." ”

Fan Bingbing smiled: "Don't look at your age, you have a lot of eyes, think so long-term." ”

"I'm not thinking long-term, but I know that what I buy will never be sold, and if he can come up with such a gambling agreement, he must have a great chance of winning, and I am not short of money to spend, and there is no shortage of filming, why should I be tired and tired to bet this with him."

Unexpectedly, Fan Bingbing sneered: "Yo, the tone is really big, I believe that there is no shortage of money, and there is no shortage of filming, but now there is a shortage of filming in the circle." ”

Xiao Zhao on the side said quickly: "We just don't lack filming, we are ......"

Zhang Yuanjun glared at her, and Xiao Zhao obediently shut up.

Fan Bingbing thought that he had talked about another play, and said with a smile: "It's okay to have one or two parts in your hand, but you also have to think about it in the future, will you really be an artist for a lifetime?" If you win the bet, make more money, and be your own boss, how comfortable it is. ”

"I'm my own boss now." Zhang Yuanjun smiled, "No need to send it, we'll go back." ”

Fan Bingbing also said after sending him to the car: "You can really think about it." At this time, my phone number will be contacted often in the future. ”

Deliver a napkin with a phone number written on it.

The two left.

Zhang Yuanjun gave the napkin to the assistant: "You can save it, you may have to move around in the future." "He himself doesn't take it to heart.

(End of chapter)