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Chapter 668 Pattern

Uh! Mr. Leng's expression froze instantly, and returned to normal in less than a second, but his expression was slightly distorted.

"What does Mr. Fang mean...?" He still didn't finish his words and looked embarrassed to speak.

"I know that it is human nature for Chinese people to want to be recognized by developed countries. But movies are different. To put it simply, they are cultural entertainment, and to put it more deeply, they are ideological propaganda tools. Those films that have won awards in the West,

Most of them show the dark side of this country. I don't like this kind of movies very much. In this country, there is more light."

Mr. Leng wanted to rub his ears to make sure he heard correctly. The young man in front of him suddenly became very interesting.

Mr. Leng, who didn't know how to answer the conversation, was silent for a short time. Fortunately, Yao Li came in at this time.

He had prepared it in advance, so the food was served quickly. Yao Li came in with two waiters and said with a smile: "Sister Song's fish soup, drink some to fill your stomach first, so as not to drink on an empty stomach." Fang Zhe looked up at him and smiled.

Said: "Well, you should drink it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Jian Fanghua still didn't let the waitress do anything. She got up and scooped out a bowl herself and placed it in front of Mr. Leng. Fang Zhe also smiled and said: "This is one of Lao Yao's specialties. Let's try it first."

Mr. Leng was not polite at all. He took the spoon and took a sip. After tasting it for a while, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Yes, the taste is not much better than the one outside the building." Yao Li said with a smile: "Thank you.

!”

This is a man who is very good at doing business. After everyone drank the fish soup, he picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass and said: "I would like to toast you all and thank you for supporting me. I will cook today, so I won't drink more. You can feel free to do so."

."

After saying that, he drained the cup with the mouth of the cup facing down. He handed the cup to the waiter beside him and said goodbye politely.

Mr. Leng kept watching Yao Li's performance, and when he exited, he leaned slightly. Fang Zhe kept smiling, but just sat still. Seeing this, he was very familiar with Yao Li, and he had been to this place often.

.

"I understand what Mr. Fang just said. Can I understand it this way? It doesn't matter if you support commercial film directors, even if they are newcomers. Well, the key point is the producer system. After all, Ms. Marilyn has repeatedly emphasized it before."

Hearing the hint of asking for opinions in his tone, Fang Zhe took advantage of the situation and said: "It is best if the producer system can be implemented. It is a cliché to say that China has its own national conditions here, and we cannot copy everything.

In Hollywood, I have the same attitude: I make commercial movies, strive to make money, and even if I lose money, I have to work hard for more box office."

After hearing this, Mr. Leng laughed with satisfaction, and this attitude was easy to handle. Fang Zhe continued: "I also know that those big directors are not short of investment. If Mr. Leng consciously supports young directors, that is not a bad idea.

, happy to see it come to fruition.”

Mr. Leng is also someone I have met on various occasions. Although it was a little strange today, overall the result was satisfactory.

"Fanghua Company's business, please take care of Mr. Leng in the future." Fang Zhe said this very timely and explained everything clearly. Speaking from the perspective of Mr. Leng, the commercial film of Huaying and Summit Pictures

With regard to the support plan, Youth Film and Television’s current status is very clear, it is just a company used to stamp its seal.

Good, very good. Mr. Fang is a good person and does things beautifully.

Mr. Leng picked up the wine glass: "Some people can't speak. If Mr. Fang hears it, please don't mind. I will take care of it."

Fang Zhe picked up the wine glass cooperatively and touched it gently: "Understood, five million is not too much, but it is not too little either."

The two old men completed a transaction calmly. Jian Fanghua, who was sitting on the side, looked a little dull. Is a transaction at this level so ordinary? Or do both parties have thought about the degree of mutual need in advance?

Jian Fanghua has been in society for a long time, and she understands it, but she didn't expect it to be so simple.

On the way back, Fang Zhe suddenly asked: "Where is Su Jin? Why didn't you attend today?"

"I said I had something to deal with at the last minute and I went out." When Jian Fanghua answered this, she certainly didn't expect that just when she arrived at the hotel and was about to open the door, the door of the room next door opened and Su Jin poked his head out and took a look: "I'm back, Fanghua can talk

For a moment?"

Jian Fanghua was a little dull, but Fang Zhe smiled and nodded: "You guys talk."

After being pulled into the room by Su Jin, Jian Fanghua came back to her senses and said, "Didn't you go out?"

"What's going out? Two big guys are talking about something. I dare to delete it if I go with it. Is it offensive?" Looking at Jian Fanghua's face, Su Jin couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, don't think too much, Fang Zhehe

For a big boss at Mr. Leng's level, it's easy to handle such a small matter. From Fang Zhe's point of view, he doesn't expect you to make much money from the support plan, but rather gives you the opportunity to expand your network."

"You mean, I made a mistake in rejecting Mr. Leng, so why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jian Fanghua showed an unhappy expression after hearing this, and the teasing smile on Su Jin's face became more obvious: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you and the nurse

It's like eating like a puppy, what can I say? Five million dollars, whether it's from Fang Zhe or Mr. Leng, it's not a particularly large amount of money."

Looking at Jian Fanghua's thoughtful expression, Su Jin continued to teach: "The pattern, this is the pattern. For Fang Zhe, five million can buy a pass for Pinnacle Pictures to enter China. It is not expensive at all, and it can also help you.

, that’s extra income. Well, that’s it, no more.” Su Jin silently took back the rest of his words.

(By the way, it can also make you, a silly woman, so moved that you are determined to die. To be fair, five million dollars is really a lot.)

Su Jin felt very emotional. It was also about picking up girls. Dinner like Fang Zhe was too breaking the rules. If that bastard could be half as handsome as Fang Zhe, it seems that the money is not so important! Bah, bah, bah, how did you think of this?

went.

Jian Fanghua's trip to Songjiang lasted for three days before it ended. Afterwards, work matters were not important. What was important was that Fang Zhe had to face a heartfelt "repayment" from a person of the opposite sex who was in excellent shape and was highly moved. Any request, any

The reward is that you can learn all the postures strictly according to the requirements. The advantage is that it is so enjoyable that you don’t need it, but the disadvantage is that it will waste your kidneys and eat no matter how much leeks you eat.

After sending Jian Fanghua away, Fang Zhe rested at home for a day before recovering, and drank a bottle of tiger bone wine by the way.

There were still many things to do in Songjiang, and Fang Lihua couldn't ignore the existence of the big boss, so she came over to report on her work. What she saw was a listless Fang Zhe, sitting on the sofa and absently reading the latest quarterly report.

Generally speaking, the clothing industry is doing pretty well now, but it can also be considered a sunset industry. The profit margin of this thing has been falling. If the Yiren brand had not been operating for many years and had enough appeal among white-collar women, the profit would have dropped below

Ten percent.

It can still be maintained at about 30% now, which is really the result of the early brand operation.

Any business with a profit of more than 15% is considered very high. The clothing business can now achieve a profit of 30%. Far from being disappointed, Fang Zhe is not disappointed, but is a little surprised. This shows that the brand investment is valuable.

"Our biggest main costs now include the following four items, advertising investment, material costs, labor and tax. When the preferential policies disappear in a few years, the profit drop will be compressed." Fang Lihua is taking precautions in advance. After all, now

Fang Zhe basically left it alone because she was worried about being suspected.

Fang Lihua also knew very well how devoted her sister Fang Lishu was to her young husband, so she had to figure it out for herself.

"Well, I understand, please pay more attention to Yuanda's matters. Starting next year, I will give out 5% of the shares as option incentives to outstanding employees." Fang Zhe knew very well that he could not spend money now.

Too much energy is devoted to the garment industry. As time goes by, the halo of the homework I once copied has gradually faded away.

The Yiren brand can still be sustained now because of its past accumulation. If you want to maintain it, you have to rely on the people below.

Fang Lihua wisely said goodbye in advance. She no longer lives across the street, and the sisters usually ask someone to take care of their children. When Fang Lishu sent her to the door, she suddenly said: "You were very positive today.

"

Fang Lihua said lightly: "Nonsense, your little man doesn't care much about Yuanda's affairs now. Everything must be explained to him clearly. I don't care whether he listens or not. I have to say it."

Fang Lishu looked at her calmly and said, "It's good that you know." As she spoke, she subconsciously touched her belly. Fang Lihua's eyes suddenly became round: "You..." Fang Lishu didn't answer her and smiled lightly.

Smile, with the brilliance of motherhood on her face.

Fang Lihua was dragged into the opposite room by her sister, closed the door and asked in a low voice: "Are you crazy? Does he know?"

"I told him my idea, and he didn't object. I won't tell him about it for now. I'll talk about it later." Fang Lishu really didn't expect that. Fang Lihua didn't know what to say about this. If she insisted

, the two of them should have been stopped from getting together in the first place.

[After all, my selfishness has hurt you.] Fang Lihua could only sigh silently in her heart.

Fang Zhe really didn't notice at all. He had more things to do and had to postpone his departure from Songjiang.

The Chinese version of the game has been completed, and the official closed beta is ready and will start tomorrow.

Fang Zhe had no choice but to call Hong Kong City again. Yun Jue on the other end of the phone said that she had no problem and didn't need to worry. But he talked about another thing: "There seems to be no particularly obvious force at work in the stock market in the United States.

It’s becoming more stable day by day.”

"On the whole, it is showing a slow downward trend. We are in the long-term business. What else do you want? Besides, the investment is quite large. Keep an eye on William and tell him not to make too big a move."

Zhe calmly reminded that if he really spent all his money to go short, the crazy American intelligence agency would not let him, a Chinese, go when the day came.

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