In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 38 New Mountain
Qin Xuan was truly surprised that Fatty Yu was so despicable as to try and fool two middle-aged people who knew nothing about the industry.

Even if Wu Guoqiang knew a little, he had never been involved in film and television distribution or copyright transactions. To put it bluntly, he was just an employee who would do any job that came his way.

Cai Mei, however, has no connection to this industry.

"Why are you so agitated? You can at least recoup some of your 200,000, otherwise what will you do if it's stuck with you?" Wu Guoqiang moved the phone away a little, afraid that Fatty Yu would hear him.

I wonder what Fatty Yu would think if he heard Qin Xuan tell him to die.

"Uncle, I'm not excited. If my movie wasn't worth much, do you think he would have spent 200,000?" Qin Xuan asked rhetorically.

Wu Guoqiang remained silent, realizing that the other party was unlikely to be so kind.

"Just refuse him directly. I've already met with President Wang, so you don't need to worry about it," Qin Xuan said bluntly.

"You met with Boss Wang?" Wu Guoqiang asked in surprise.

"Yes, we are having tea and having a very pleasant conversation." Qin Xuan was exaggerating; in reality, he hadn't even seen the other person.

I said this just to stop my uncle from getting involved.

But it's true that Old Wang has agreed to meet Qin Xuan, and there are no obstacles. After all, this guy likes to show off, especially through media reporters.

In his past life, Old Wang was like that, spouting famous quotes on various social media platforms, just like Jack Ma.

That's why Qin Xuan thought of posing as a reporter to approach the other party and understand their mindset.

Of course, this trick also works on Jack Ma. He likes to put on an act, especially when you ask him how to make money, he'll tell you a bunch of life philosophies.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Guoqiang was somewhat excited. Now that he had gotten in touch with Boss Wang, he no longer needed Fatty Yu.

Cai Mei asked from the side, "How is it?"

"Xiao Xuan and Old Wang met and said they had a very pleasant conversation." Wu Guoqiang was overjoyed and felt much relieved, after being so conflicted just now.

"Mr. Wang, is that the chairman of Wanda?" Cai Mei had heard him mention it briefly.

“Yes, that’s him.” Wu Guoqiang nodded.

Cai Mei was also delighted: "Xiao Xuan is quite capable. Does that mean we don't need to sell the film to Fatty Yu anymore?"

“Of course,” Wu Guoqiang said.

He was aware that Wanda and Bona were not even in the same league.

Fatty Yu and Sun Chen had been keeping an eye on their movements and their expressions, and they had a bad feeling.

"Mr. Yu, my nephew is already in talks with Mr. Wang from Wanda. I'm really sorry to have taken up your time," Wu Guoqiang said as he approached.

"Wang Jianlin of Wanda?" Fatty Yu squinted.

"Yes, so let's just leave it at that." Wu Guoqiang said apologetically, acknowledging that he had wasted the other person's time.

Seeing that the duck in his hand was about to fly away, Fatty Yu immediately dropped his pretense and said, "I'll offer you a million to sell this film to me."

"One million?" Wu Guoqiang seemed to have misheard. Just now, these two people said that the movie was terrible and they wouldn't even take it if it were given to him for free.

"Yes, one million!" Fatty Yu said with certainty.

"No, Mr. Yu, didn't you just say this film was worthless?" Cai Mei was also surprised by this reversal.

These words made Fatty Yu look a little embarrassed; he had only been trying to lower the price on purpose.

But now that someone else wants it, he's starting to get a little uneasy.

Sun Chen looked a little awkward and tried to make amends, saying, "You can't usually tell the value of a movie before it's released, and we don't want to bury a good movie."

That's completely different from what I said earlier.

“My nephew is already negotiating, so let’s just say…” Wu Guoqiang was about to refuse. “Two million, you won’t lose money with this, you’ll probably even make a profit. This is the highest price I can offer,” Fatty Yu interrupted.

He estimated that the movie could gross several million yuan at the box office even without much promotion.

Then you can resell the copyright and make money!
Wu Guoqiang and Cai Mei exchanged a glance. They could indeed earn several hundred thousand yuan without losing money, and there were also two other movies involved.

If those two movies were sold at the same price, we could make four or five million in one go, breaking even immediately.

Honestly, I'm tempted to just sell it.

"Mr. Yu, let's go back and discuss it. We'll get back to you after we've discussed it." Wu Guoqiang didn't have the authority to sell the film, but he didn't plan to negotiate any further.

These two people weren't sincere at all; they were clearly lying to him just now. Cai Mei felt the same way and lost all goodwill towards them.

"Okay, but as soon as possible." Fatty Yu knew that this was not a decision that the two of them could make.

So Wu Guoqiang and Cai Mei returned home with trepidation, after all, it was the first time they had negotiated such a big deal, and they might make a fortune.

I just don't know how my nephew is doing.

Qin Xuan waited for about three hours before finally being led to a luxurious and grand office by a secretary.

Upon entering the office, the first thing that catches the eye is a landscape mural covering an entire wall, exuding an extremely grand and imposing presence.

In the middle of the office, there are neat rows of genuine leather sofas on both sides, presumably for reception purposes.

Directly in front of him was a long table made of solid wood, and behind it, Mr. Wang sat in his boss's chair, staring intently at him.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Xuan showed no fear whatsoever.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!" Qin Xuan approached.

"You say you're a reporter, but you don't even bring any equipment?" Old Wang's voice was deep and resonant.

Mr. Wang looks quite young now, and his physique is robust, unlike how thin and bony he became later.

"I'm not here to visit you, I'm here to conquer the world with you." Qin Xuan walked to the table and stood there.

He wasn't putting himself at a low level when he said that, but rather on the same level as Boss Wang.

Old Wang said without changing his expression, "Do you know that at least several hundred young people brag to me every day, saying how big they want to be, how they want to dominate an industry, how much money they want to make? My attitude towards them is, get as far away as you can."

That's just how this guy talks. Once, at a high-level meeting, he got so frustrated with Jack Ma that he almost yelled, "Fuck you!"

"Does President Wang know me?" Qin Xuan asked unconsciously.

"Someone is calling you General Manager Xuan." Old Wang had already investigated his background while he was waiting outside.

After all, if someone wants to meet him, they need to know what the other person wants to do and say; otherwise, they will be in a very passive position.

Just like bidding against each other, you need to find out the other party's real price before you can make preparations.

He was surprised that the other party had gone to such lengths to obtain a journalist's identity and had come twice, which piqued his interest and made him think that this person was quite clever.

Of course, the first time was really dealt with directly!

“Since Mr. Wang knows, then I won’t beat around the bush. If Wanda wants to get involved in the film and television industry, having theaters is not enough; it must have production capabilities, and I, New Force, can play that role,” Qin Xuan said.

"You think you can compete?" Old Wang said.

"Honestly, this shouldn't be a question that a wise CEO like you would ask. In the current state of the film and television industry, do you have a choice? Either you, Mr. Wang, condescend to integrate into the Hong Kong and Beijing circles and deal with them, or you support a new faction."

"I think with your grand vision and broad perspective, Mr. Wang, you would definitely support a new faction and disdain associating with them. If not, then pretend I wasn't here," Qin Xuan said.

(End of this chapter)