This actor has something

Chapter 433, quite a few things above.

Old Zhang still has face.

With the prestige of being the chief director of the Olympics, many people were willing to attend the premiere of Painted Skin to give Zhang Yimou a helping hand.

Of course, it wasn't all because of him; many people who came to Ya Yue with ulterior motives also had their own reasons for staying there.

In previous major projects on the Asia-Pacific side, whether it was Ning Hao or He Daqi, they had something in common: they were used to bringing a lot of their own people to play supporting roles, and even the male and female leads were people they knew. They rarely went out of their way to work with strangers.

This situation improved slightly after Wang Jinghua arrived in Asia, but only slightly. He Daqi and Ning Hao preferred to use acquaintances to avoid trouble, while Wang Jinghua was like a greedy creature, and the slight improvement was only because Wang Jinghua had many connections, so she allocated some resources to others.

The turning point came when Wong Jing-hua brought Zhang Yimou to Asia Pacific. Their first project was Painted Skin, in which He Daqi and his wife personally starred. Zhou Xun was chosen as the other female lead. Apart from the two supporting actors appointed by He Daqi, the rest of the actors in this film were all chosen by Wong Jing-hua and Zhang Yimou.

Although Zhang Yimou didn't finalize the casting for many actors, this incident effectively opened a loophole for the outside world, a loophole that Zhang Yimou could control.

Whether Asia-Pacific's projects are good or not is obvious. Just look at how smug China Film Group has been these past two years. In order to prevent China Film Group from monopolizing the profits, several companies joined forces to fight with China Film Group. They couldn't fight just out of loyalty, could they?

The timing is perfect. The behind-the-scenes maneuvers of all parties have just subsided, and the premiere of Painted Skin provides an opportunity for everyone to show up and interact. As a result, many unexpected things have happened today.

"Da Qi, we meet again. I wonder what I suggested last time..."

"Daqi, I need to talk to you. You can talk to Chairman Ren later." Han Shanping didn't even bother to pretend before coming over and pulling He Daqi away, clearly not wanting He Daqi to continue communicating with the people from Shanghai Film Studio.

"Chairman Han, you can't be that bad. It's not like Chairman Ren doesn't have my number. If you're so disrespectful, you'll be reported on again."

“I’m going to make my stance clear, otherwise there will be more trouble later, damn it! We clearly agreed that they would come to me to discuss the share, so what’s with them contacting you privately now? We’re all from Beijing, we know each other’s temperaments. You can’t deny that I, Lao Han, am a man of principle, right? Don’t be fooled by outsiders, they won’t talk about friendship with you, and they’re not fair at all.”

"I know, I know, we're on the same side," He Daqi nodded happily in agreement.

At this crucial moment, how could Han Shanping allow He Daqi to communicate and discuss cooperation with others? He spoke with great enthusiasm and appeared indignant, and he was also very excited inside, but the two kinds of excitement were completely different.

Two days ago, after Ya Yue contacted Han Shanping and said they would spend a lot of money on ticket subsidies, Lao Han was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

It was also Liu Ying's fault for speaking too casually, blurting out He Daqi's casual remark about a box office of five or six hundred million. Five or six hundred million! It could be as high as six hundred million! When Han Shanping heard this number, he almost fainted.

If he can really make 600 million in one go, Han Shanping will have something to say. No matter how many pitfalls he has encountered before, as long as this data comes out, Old Han feels that he can still work steadily for a few more years.

So what if I'm almost sixty? Even if I am sixty, so what? Sixty is the prime of my life!

He Daqi had no idea what Han Shanping was thinking, but he could guess a little.

He didn't care about the box office performance, because apart from the publicity and distribution, Asia Pacific didn't invest in the film Painted Skin at all. China Film Group took the lion's share. To put it bluntly, if the box office had reached 40 million, Asia Pacific would have made a profit.

With Zhang Yimou, He Daqi, Zhou Huimin and Zhou Xun, wouldn't this lineup cost at least 40 million?
However, things are different now. After Zhou Huimin invested 30 million, it has become much more difficult to recoup her investment.

This is also why He Daqi does not agree with spending a lot of money on ticket subsidies.

What was originally a steady share of profits has turned into him personally getting involved to gamble for them, which is not in line with He Daqi's usual way of doing things.

Of course, there are other factors at play, such as Asia Pacific's IPO and ticketing platforms seizing market share; these can also be considered hidden income gained after spending money.

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"He Daqi!"

"Zhou Huimin!"

"Zhou Xun!"

The outcry grew louder and louder.

He Daqi is now more particular about his actions, or rather, he has no choice but to be particular, since he brought his wife along for this roadshow.

Therefore, the selection of the audience during the roadshow is quite interesting. Unlike previous roadshows, the audience for this roadshow was designated, and the fans of the three main actors received the same share, which was very even.

If the roadshow were to proceed as originally planned, then Zhou Huimin and Zhou Xun's fans shouldn't even think about getting tickets. Now, after so many years of tacit cooperation and management, if He Daqi's fans were to really clash with them, basically no other celebrity's fans in mainland China could even attempt to compete.

It's fine as it is now. The number of fans from the three families who went to watch the movie was about the same, so there was no one side dominating the other, which made Zhou Huimin and Zhou Xun look good.

Amid cheers, Zhang Yimou led his creative team off the stage.

As the dragon emblem appeared on the screen, the movie officially began.

Zhang Yimou's mind wasn't on the movie; instead, he frowned and turned to observe the fans watching the film.

He didn't know the specific arrangements for the roadshow team from Ya Yue, because Zhang Yimou was only responsible for leading them to the roadshow according to the schedule, while Wu Nannan was in charge of the specific tasks.

He knew a little about He Daqi's reputation and thought that since it was the first day of the roadshow in Beijing, it would be a special event for He Daqi's fans.

Unexpectedly, the fans from the three groups arrived so evenly. Although He Daqi's fans were quite enthusiastic, they did not completely overshadow Zhou Huimin and Zhou Xun's fans. On the contrary, because the number of fans was about the same, it aroused the enthusiasm of the other two groups, and they shouted slogans on the spot, which were evenly matched.

Do Vivian Chow and Zhou Xun have that many fans? How come I never noticed before?
Zhang Yimou was filled with doubt.

However, his doubts were quickly dispelled.

As the movie ended and Zhang Yimou led his team out of the theater, he truly realized just how crazy He Daqi's fans were.

Qimingxing Cinema Wudaokou Store is the largest cinema in Beijing.

The area is not small, but now it is densely packed with people. You don't even need to count them to know that all the gates in the east, west, south and north are blocked.

"He Daqi!"

"He Daqi!!"

"He Daqi!!!"

The unified shouts startled Zhang Yimou, who had just stepped out of the elevator into the lobby and was about to lead the main creative team out. Why did this feel so much like the opening ceremony of the Olympics, where the whole audience was shouting the countdown?

He Daqi sighed when he saw the scene outside the door; he knew this would happen.

He patted Zhang Yimou on the shoulder, bringing the dazed Zhang Yimou back to his senses. "Director Zhang, security personnel will escort you out in a bit. They will tell the fans that I won't leave with you. I'll leave after you've left. Don't worry, our company has contingency plans for this kind of thing." He Daqi smiled awkwardly and said to Zhang Yimou in a flat tone.

"Okay, got it." Zhang Yimou didn't say much. After the security team arrived, he had them escort him out with the others.

About twenty minutes later, the security team returned, this time with even more people.

"Let's go, let's go out and show our faces."

After saying something to Zhou Huimin beside him, He Daqi took the microphone, turned it on, and tapped it. After hearing two loud bangs from the outdoor speakers on the cinema's exterior wall, he knew the equipment was working properly and then slowly left the cinema through the main entrance.

When He Daqi appeared, the screams at the scene went off the charts.

If it weren't for the effective security team, and He Daqi's repeated emphasis on Yabo.com that his fans should be mindful of their behavior, he might have already been stripped bare by the young girls.

"Can you hear me? Hello, this is He Daqi, can you hear me? Stop shouting, hello, hello! This is He Daqi, can you hear me? If you can hear me, then be quiet."

As He Daqi's voice came through the theater's external speakers, the room gradually quieted down.

The fans who were originally surrounding the movie theater received the signal and all began to gather at the main entrance.

"I know you all want to see me, but let's not disrupt normal traffic. How about this, I'll sing two songs for you here. Please stop pushing forward, find good spots on both sides of the road, and we'll part ways amicably after the songs. I hope you'll support my movie instead of crowding around me every time I show up. What do you think? If you can, shout 'yes' so I can hear you."

"it is good!!!"

The word "good" was shouted continuously.

It took quite a while before things gradually calmed down.

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During this roadshow, Zhang Yimou truly experienced the power of He Daqi's fans.

At first, Old Zhang didn't understand the roadshow arrangements made by Ya Yue, feeling that a lot of the preparations were unnecessary.

After running around for two days, he finally understood the deeper meaning behind some of the arrangements. He couldn't be compared to other top stars. No wonder this guy is the only new generation who can take over the title of superstar.

"Xiao Wu, have the box office statistics for yesterday been released yet?"

After another roadshow ended, Zhang Yimou and his creative team waited for He Daqi and his wife on the bus. He asked Wu Nannan anxiously.

"Sixty-three million, that's the data the company just sent me."

Wu Nannan's words silenced everyone on the bus. They stared at each other, no one daring to speak. Some wanted Wu Nannan to repeat herself, but others were afraid they had misheard, so no one dared to speak first.

Wu Nannan had checked the data several times herself, so she could understand everyone's feelings. Seeing everyone in the car looking at her eagerly, she smiled and read the data again.

"Yesterday's box office was 63 million, and adding the 48 million first-day box office from the 6 pm premiere the day before yesterday, our film Painted Skin has grossed 110 million in two days."

"Mr. Wu, you're not mistaken about the data?"

"Over 100 million in two days?"

"impossible?"

The crowd then came to their senses and began asking questions all at once.

For 08, this data was somewhat terrifying.

Before anyone could ask any more questions, the front door of the bus opened, and He Daqi and Zhou Huimin boarded the bus one after the other while talking on the phone.

After boarding the bus, the couple simply nodded to everyone as a greeting. Both were on the phone and kept their distance from each other, sitting in the last row so as not to disturb each other.

Zhou Huimin hung up the phone first, then noticed that He Daqi was still dawdling, so she moved closer to him.

"No, no, no, Chairman Han, calm down. If we continue to subsidize tickets, we won't make any money. I don't care, but you can't let the Painted Skin project become a loss, can you?" Hearing Han Shanping get carried away, He Daqi quickly tried to persuade him.

"The box office figures depend on the first week. If we can't reach our target in the first week, it will become increasingly difficult."

Han Shanping was clearly unable to calm down. He was even less concerned about whether the Painted Skin project would make money or not than He Daqi. As long as the box office reached 600 million, Han Shanping would accept it even if it lost money.

"Chairman Han, don't rush. I think we don't need to spend too much money on this. Once the box office numbers pick up, I feel that moviegoers will spontaneously support Painted Skin. Don't forget how 'When I Bloom, All Flowers Kill' broke records. We didn't spend this much money back then. It was all thanks to the moviegoers holding their breath and wanting to break the record."

After hearing He Daqi's words, Han Shanping remained silent for a long time. If it weren't for the sound of Han Shanping lighting a cigarette on the other end of the phone, He Daqi would have almost thought that Han Shanping had already passed out.

"I hope you're right. If the box office figures are too far off in two weeks, I'll step in to boost them from other angles," Han Shanping said slowly, as if to show his determination.

Now it was He Daqi's turn to be silent. He understood what Han Shanping meant, but now he wished he didn't.

"We don't need to wait two weeks. If the box office data isn't good after ten days of release, we'll do a second round of ticket subsidies. If we can afford to spend money, we should choose to spend money. We should avoid using other methods if possible. That's all for now. Bye."

He Daqi didn't want to continue the conversation, and without waiting for Han Shanping's response, he hung up the phone.

When I looked up, I realized that everyone on the bus was staring at me. No one said anything; they all just turned around to look.

He Daqi was startled. Luckily it was daytime, otherwise the scene would have been like boarding a ghost bus in the middle of the night, with a bus full of expressionless ghosts and only he being a living person.

"Why are you all staring at me? Something's not right! Why aren't you leaving? Who are you waiting for?" He Daqi asked urgently, as if his guard had been broken.

Originally, everyone wanted to wait for He Daqi to finish his phone call so they could brag to each other and congratulate each other on the box office success. But seeing that He Daqi was in a somewhat so-so mood, they didn't say much and all turned around to chat quietly with their neighbors.

"Daqi, were you scared just now? How can you be so timid? Afraid of ghosts in broad daylight?"

Zhou Huimin whispered something in He Daqi's ear with a mischievous grin. Others might not dare to bother He Daqi because of his bad mood, but Zhou Huimin was not afraid of that.

He Daqi was teased by his wife again. He turned his head and looked out the window, his body pressed against the carriage, not wanting to pay any attention to Zhou Huimin.

(End of this chapter)