Huayu: Starting with living with a girl from Taiwan

"It can be done."

Ge Fuhong said decisively,

"Youth films have low production costs and manageable risks."

"With the song 'Those Years' as a foundation, it already has a certain level of recognition."

"I've read the script. It's of good quality, the emotions are genuine, and it's easy to resonate with the audience."

She looked at Angie Chai: "Most importantly, Lin Mo can serve as both screenwriter and lead actor in this project. If it succeeds, Lin Mo's value will increase several times over."

"At that time, the valuation of his studio will also rise, and as an investor, you will be part of the same interest group."

In Chai Zhiping's ears, Ge Fuhong's words were exactly the same as what Lin Mo had just said.

It left her somewhat dazed.

But what truly made her decide was what Ge Fuhong said next.

"All of F4's contracts expire this year," Ge Fuhong said calmly, but every word struck Chai Zhiping's heart.

"They probably don't plan to renew their contracts, right?"

Chai Zhiping fell silent.

This is the first thing that's been giving her a headache lately.

The F4, whom he single-handedly made famous, all wanted to go solo after their contracts expired.

Jerry Yan did that a long time ago, Vic Chou only wants to act in movies, Vanness Wu has transitioned to the fashion industry, Ken Chu... let's not even mention him.

"There's a time bomb inside Fahrenheit," Ge Fuhong continued.

"You really think this group can last?"

Angie Chai remained silent.

This was her second biggest headache.

She knew who Ge Fuhong was referring to; Wang Dongcheng had complained to her about it more than once.

Moreover, there's Chen Yiru, a big mouth, in the group.

She had thought about this issue, but Fahrenheit was currently on the rise, so she had to grit her teeth and keep going.

"Smart screens," Ge Fuhong sighed softly.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.

"Comic is currently relying entirely on Fahrenheit to stay afloat. With F4 disbanded, the company has lost half of its pillars. If you don't find a new path to explore..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already very clear.

Angie Chai also understood that Ge Fuhong's words had revealed the current predicament of Comic Productions, and every word he said was true.

Chai Zhiping took a deep breath and finally made up her mind:

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"We can have the legal department prepare the contract first," Ge Fuhong said. "There's no need to rush. This kind of cooperation model is unprecedented, and every clause needs to be carefully considered."

She suddenly thought of something, smiled, and said:

"Of course, there's no need to do much. That kid has even passed the bar exam. He can't be fooled by ordinary contract traps."

Angie Chai also recalled a scene from not long ago, and then showed an expression that was both amused and annoyed.

Indeed, she had never seen such a newcomer in all her years in the entertainment industry.

In his early twenties, he was good at singing, acting, and writing scripts, and he could also come up with some strange and unusual things.

This is practically a message to all talent agencies trying to scam newcomers: Save your breath, I can see through your tricks.

"Hehe." Ge Fuhong got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling traffic of Taipei.

"By the way, doesn't he have a competition to participate in?"

"That's right. HIM International Music and CTV are co-organizing 'Super Star Avenue,' and HIM International Music has always wanted to sign him. If I were to take the lead in setting up a studio for him, what would HIM International Music think..."

Chai Zhiping didn't finish speaking, but Ge Fuhong understood her concerns.

"I'll put in a good word with HIM International Music." Ge Fuhong turned around. "When the studio is established, Lin Mo's song copyrights will belong to him personally, but the record production and distribution can be handled by HIM International Music."

"Isn't Fahrenheit the same? Their management contract is with Comic Bookstore, and their record label is HIM International Music."

Chai Zhiping nodded in agreement: "That's true."

This "contract splitting" model is very common in the Taiwanese entertainment industry.

The artist may have a management contract with one company, a record deal with another, and a film and television contract with a third.

As long as the profits are clearly distributed, everyone can make a profit.

With Ge Fuhong involved, HIM International Music should give them face.

After all, this "godmother of variety shows" has connections and influence in the industry that are unmatched by ordinary people.

"Okay." Ge Fuhong said as he left, "Draft the contract first, there's no rush to sign it."

"But you can tell Lin Mo that you agree, to put his mind at ease."

She walked to the door and stopped: "Then tell him to focus on the competition. The ranking isn't important; what matters is exposure and buzz."

"Take advantage of the program to establish the right people to represent the film; this will also benefit the film's subsequent promotion."

"Okay, I will communicate with him," Chai Zhiping said.

"And another thing," Ge Fuhong glanced back at her, "next time you see this child, call me along. I really want to have a good talk with him."

......

......

This contract dispute did not have any negative impact on Lin Mo's recording of "Super Star Avenue".

At least that's how it is for him.

On the other hand, Wang Weizhong and Yuan Weiren were not so calm when they learned of this news.

"What?" When Wang Weizhong received the call from a senior executive at HIM International Music, he almost thought he had misheard.

"Are the contestants from our talent show who haven't debuted yet going to set up their own studios? And be affiliated with Comic Productions?"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Weizhong's expression was complicated.

If someone else had told him this, he would have laughed his head off.

What kind of nonsense is this?

but.

Wang Weizhong learned from a senior executive at HIM International Music that these words were brought by Ge Fuhong.

Yuan Weiren, who was listening nearby, only half understood what was going on, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Weizhong, what happened?"

Wang Weizhong briefly explained the situation.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weiren's mouth gaped open, and his eyes behind his glasses looked like they were about to pop out.

If we're not brothers, why should we?

Why would a newcomer who hasn't even officially debuted yet get Chai Zhiping to agree to let him set up a studio?

Why should Ge Fuhong personally come forward to make the request?

Yuan Weiren hesitated for a long time before lowering his voice and saying with a strange look in his eyes:

"Could Lin Mo... be President Ge's illegitimate son?"

Wang Weizhong glared at him, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Besides, they say a child resembles his mother. Look at Lin Mo's face, he doesn't look like President Ge at all."

Yuan Weiren was obviously joking: "But if it weren't for this relationship, even if President Ge and President Chai wanted to keep a gigolo, they wouldn't need to go to this lengths, would they?"

Although that's what they said, they both knew the truth in their hearts.

Given the status and position of those two women, if they really wanted to find a gigolo, there were countless simpler and more direct ways. Why bother with a studio?

"The only explanation is," Wang Weizhong said slowly.

"Lin Mo convinced them with his value, a value that Chai Zhiping could not refuse."

Yuan Weiren recalled Lin Mo's various behaviors on the show, and after a long while, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"This guy... is indeed extraordinary. I didn't expect Lin Mo to have such ambition in addition to his outstanding creative talent."

"It's not just ambition," Wang Weizhong shook his head.

He was in a higher position than Yuan Weiren and had more contact with him.

"You can't get both Angie Chai and Ge Fuhong to agree with you just by talking."

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same question in each other's eyes—

What exactly did Lin Mo bring out?

However, there is currently no solution to this problem.

"Should we adjust the competition format?" Yuan Weiren asked.