When riding a horse, you have to ride a double pony tail. Fang Zhe, who cannot cover the double pony tail, is quickly defeated. There are nurses, fishing nets, and endless tricks. When he finally stops, there is really not a drop left, and there is no strength at all.
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Jian Fanghua, who was brave and capable, took advantage of Fang Zhe's breathing to explain the matter in a nutshell.
"I don't know when there was a rumor in the imperial capital, saying that someone made a lot of money in the film and television industry in the United States, and now he has returned to China to establish a commercial film support plan. It is said to be supporting, but in fact it is a run on the domestic film industry and to establish standards.
, set the rules of the industry. In this case, please don’t be polite, this circle is not that easy to mess around with.”
Fang Zhe had been dozing off, and he didn't know if he heard it or not. He fell asleep in a daze and didn't eat dinner.
When I woke up, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. My stomach was growling with hunger. I sat on the bed and looked to see if there was anyone else in the room.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Zhe came down to take a look. It was Jian Fanghua who came in. Fang Zhe, the housekeeper, smiled and said: "I went to have dinner with Mr. Leng just now. I told him that you are not feeling well and rest in the room."
Glancing at Jian Fanghua, who was carrying a bag and empty hands, Fang Zhe hummed without saying anything and went into the bathroom to freshen up.
When she came out, Jian Fanghua was hanging up the phone in the room: "I ordered you a bowl of fried noodles. This hotel has a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant."
"The one on the second floor? The taste is pretty good." Fang Zhe smiled as he thought about it.
"The place in Gangcheng used to be a small fishing village. How can it compare with the mainland in terms of heritage?"
"What did you talk about with Mr. Leng?" Fang Zhe brought the topic back. Jian Fanghua probably did it on purpose, so she didn't wake up. Jian Fanghua didn't panic at all. She picked up the lighter and gave it to Fang Zhe.
After lighting up his cigarette, he sat across from him and said calmly: "What else can I say? It's a producer system. The director just shoots according to the requirements. If he doesn't accept it, he will be pulled."
Fang Zhe was silent for a moment and said: "That's fine, but I'm worried that it will affect your development in the future. After all, the water in the Imperial City is too deep. Who knows which pool has big fish under it?"
"I didn't say anything. It was Marilyn's intention to say this. You haven't expressed your position yet."
Fang Zhexin said this as if he didn't say it, and he was not stupid.
"As for others, I know that Mr. Leng is still trustworthy. I dare not say anything else. At least his goal is to pursue the market."
"That's strange. Do you know him very well? Or do you have information from other channels?"
Faced with Jian Fanghua's similar questioning, Fang Zhe didn't mean to be angry. After all, he was responsible for his own money.
"When doing things in the Imperial Capital, sometimes you need to compromise. Some directors are really good at cheating people, but it's only five million, right? This little money doesn't hurt me. As long as you make a gesture, forget it.
I'll treat Mr. Leng to dinner tomorrow. You can contact me at noon tomorrow. I'll book the place and let you know later."
Fang Zhe's attitude is very clear, that is, this matter cannot be willful. Even if someone says something ugly, you will still have to suffer the consequences. This has nothing to do with Fang Zhe himself. It is just worried about Jian Fanghua's future.
The road is not easy to walk.
How could Jian Fanghua not know what this circle is like? I am from this circle.
Jian Fanghua didn't understand why Fang Zhe did it even though he knew he would suffer a loss.
Fang Zhe had no intention of explaining that if he lost millions of dollars now, he would be able to make it back by introducing films in the future.
If you are willing to suffer a loss to support Mr. Leng’s work at this time, will the reward you get in the future be millions of dollars?
This truth needs to be understood by Jian Fanghua herself. After all, money in this era is more valuable. It is normal for Jian Fanghua to be reluctant to part with it. Jian Fanghua was thoughtful and did not continue to argue.
Open the Feida laptop. This is the highest configuration, specially configured for Fang Zhe's personal use.
While others use computers to work, Fang Zhe uses the highest-end computer just to play games.
Seeing Fang Zhe entering the game state, Jian Fanghua went to wash up quietly without disturbing him again. Standing under the shower, Jian Fanghua smiled. This guy would rather play games than talk to him. It seems to be true.
Tired.
In fact, this matter has only advantages and no disadvantages for Jian Fanghua personally.
Mr. Leng came to Songjiang for business. After a busy morning, he hurriedly got in the car and went to the address notified by text message.
When he saw Fang Zhe standing in the parking lot smoking from a distance, Mr. Leng's mood immediately improved. He was still thinking about it along the way. Fang Zhe is not easy to deal with. He is young and energetic and does not want to suffer. The so-called
The commercial film support program is probably a cover to sell Peak Pictures films.
Looking at his posture now, Mr. Leng is in a good mood, but he is more vigilant. It is really not a good thing to be sacrificed.
It is said that when you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something, so what is Fang Zhe asking for?
Fang Zhe stood by the car enthusiastically and did not try to grab the secretary's job. He smiled and waited for Mr. Leng to come down, and then took the initiative to say: "Mr. Leng, I was neglectful yesterday." Mr. Leng smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, you are welcome, you are in good health.
Is it okay?"
Fang Zhe said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I'm just tired. Please come in. It's hard to talk while standing here."
Yao's private chef Fang Zhe hasn't been here for a while, but with a phone call, he still got a seat today.
Yao Li still stood at the entrance to greet Fang Zhe and greeted with a smile: "Boss Fang, you are such a rare visitor."
Fang Zhe was not angry when he was teased, but smiled and retorted: "Aren't I busy? Any high-level reception from Yuanda Group is put here by you, isn't it? I don't come much, Fang Lihua comes a lot, right?
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"Yes, am I not thanking Mr. Fang for taking care of the business?" Yao Li introduced him with a smile. After a few polite words, he said that he would go to the kitchen to work in person. Jian Fanghua, who was in the private room, did not let the waiter busy and poured the tea herself.
Fang Zhe waited for her to pour the tea, and then said: "I didn't explain some things clearly, so don't blame Mr. Leng."
When Mr. Leng heard what he meant, was he pouring tea to apologize? He quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't say that. It's normal for you to have some demands for your real money. The domestic film market is in a slump, and you need to spend money."
Make great efforts to revitalize. President Fang releases goodwill, we must follow up and give affirmation."
Fang Zhe said with a smile: "You can sublimate it now. I am a businessman. Since I am a businessman, I only talk about things that are profitable. I am not as noble as you said. Don't be in a hurry to speak.
Wait until I finish."
Mr. Leng originally raised his buttocks and lowered them back down. He originally wanted to act, but unfortunately this guy didn't seem to want to give him a chance.
"As for the money, five million U.S. dollars, I will provide it. As for the film review rights, I can also give it to Mr. Leng, but there is one thing. We must make serious commercial films. Don't make those so-called art films. Make some dark domestic films and export them internationally."
To be honest, if you want to talk about the dark side, it can be found wherever you live."