Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Wang Jinhua nodded, still marveling at the impressive feat. The film hadn't even been released yet, and the rights had already been secured. Hopefully, the copyright fee would be high; that way, they could at least maintain a respectable image and avoid having to resort to vague statements like "foreigners like it too..."

After the group of country bumpkins got into the Mercedes-Benz van that picked them up at the airport, they were still muttering to themselves.

Liu Chang: "Wang Fei seems to have a car like that, but it's red."

Yu Wenhao: "The one from Hong Kong, right? The license plate is pretty cool. FW1999."

Fan Bingbing: "Huh? Isn't that the same as Yang Che's YC001?"

Huang Haibo: "I still think Che Ge is the best. We should do 002, 003, 004 and so on in the future."

Fan Bingbing, who had been smiling, suddenly stopped smiling because she was thinking, who is 001 between her and Gao Yuanyuan? If her brother uses 001, then who is 002?

They arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel chatting and laughing all the way, and Wang Jinhua felt like she was leading a group of children who had just come out of the mountains.

Fortunately, I found Yang Che on the sofa in the hotel lobby. He was chatting with a beautiful woman in her forties who was dressed elegantly and had exquisite makeup.

Yang Che naturally noticed the youthful and chubby boy and smiled, "Excuse me, Sister Mei, my guest has arrived."

Mei pursed her red lips: "Hey, don't forget to call me."

Well, this beautiful woman thought he was a male escort and approached him to chat. After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Yang Che not only chatted with her for a while, but also took the initiative to ask for her phone number because the emerald bracelet on the woman's wrist was very green.

Although many eyes were on Fan Bingbing in the hotel lobby, no one greeted him, which just goes to show that the chubby guy still doesn't have much of a presence. Without the internet, people don't really care about celebrity gossip.

However, the beautiful woman, Sister Mei, had been glancing at Fan Bingbing out of the corner of her eye. She was certain that the very stylish young man and Jin Suo were a couple, and she couldn't help but purse her lips.

Wang Jinhua was also helpless. "Little aunt, can you tone it down? Your eyes are still staring straight ahead."

"Sister Hua, seeing you come made me feel so at ease."

Hearing Yang Che speak like that from afar, Wang Jinhua smiled brightly.

"I'm glad you don't resent my coming without telling you."

"I'm sincere. Neither of us has experience dealing with the media, so I'm really glad you could come. Come on, I've booked a private room, let's eat and talk."

At this moment, Little Fatty said, "Brother, there's still luggage."

Yang Che nodded, then waved, and the waiter who had been watching quickly came over.

Yang Che handed over the room key and 50 yuan: "Could you please put these luggage items in my room?"

The waiter smiled and bowed in response, his manner impeccable.

Fan Bingbing pursed her lips and whispered after the waiter had walked away, "You've already become corrupted in just a few days."

Yang Che glanced at her with a smile, then looked at Liu Chang and Yu Wenhao: "I called you and Wenhao over because you two need to entertain the media. Lao Liu, write down this phone number. I bought a batch of voice recorders. Go pick them up now and also withdraw some money from the bank."

Wenhao, contact this person to pick up the red envelopes, packaging bags, and some banners and stuff.

After you two collect your items, meet at the convention center and contact Cheng Er to arrange the venue. When the reporters enter, give each of them a red envelope containing 500 yuan.

Yu Wenhao nodded: "Okay, Brother Che."

Liu Chang responded and asked, "Where is Cheng Er now?"

"The Shanghai Film Studio will be handling the trailer; we'll meet with you at the convention center."

At this moment, Huang Haibo asked, "Brother Che, is there anything I can do for you?"

Yang Che laughed and said, "Just eat well, drink well, rest well, and stand in front of the flashing lights full of energy to say how interesting your character is."

Huang Haibo: "Understood, Brother Che."

Yang Che looked at Fan Bingbing: "You too."

Fan Bingbing just pursed her lips.

After Liu Chang and Yu Wenhao left, Wang Jinhua exclaimed in surprise: "Your expenses are equivalent to two games for others. Oh, and you even had a recording pen."

Yang Che smiled and said, "Bingbing and Haibo are here now."

Wang Jinhua nodded.

The four of them then went into a private room in the Zijin Lounge. Yang Che drank tea, while the other three had some snacks, since they had already eaten airplane food.

Inside the private room, Fan Bingbing started making suggestive moves under the table next to her boyfriend, finding it very exciting.

Yang Che kept asking Wang Jinhua for advice on what questions the media would ask these days. Although he could handle whatever came his way, being prepared was always a good thing, and that extra preparation could potentially contribute hundreds of thousands more to the box office.

Then Yang Che also mentioned that he wanted the two of them to go on a promotional tour in Japan and South Korea.

"Haibo, don't take this lightly. Exposure and commercial value are usually directly proportional. Yes, there's a fee. It'll be about 10 days, both domestically and internationally, for a total of 10."

"I know, Brother Che."

Fan Bingbing exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, that's even higher than the film salary!"

Yang Che thought to himself: You have 20...

"Keep up the good work, and don't forget, there's a share of the domestic box office revenue. Hey? So, this movie could actually earn you enough to buy a house..."

Huang Haibo swallowed hard. This... is incredibly awesome.

Wang Jinhua couldn't help but swallow, then looked at Huang Haibo. She had never signed a complete newcomer since she became an agent, but now she had to talk to him.

After they ate, Yang Che checked them in. Fan Bingbing and Wang Jinhua were assigned to the same room... and then Fan Bingbing went to her boyfriend's room.

Fan Bingbing gnawed on the sheep's head for a while, but that was all she could manage. Then she did a quick makeup session, just to avoid an oily look on her face for the photos...

The four then went to the media conference room at the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

We arrived at 3:50.

I saw Liu Chang sitting behind a white table by the door. On the table was a booklet containing the names of the media outlets and their contact information.

At that moment, a reporter was bending over to register, while his cameraman was carrying two black paper bags, his face full of shock and smugness, clearly having already secretly peeked at the amount in the red envelopes.

The two of them were from the Shanghai local life newspaper, which had rushed over upon hearing the news. The media that Yu Dong had contacted had already entered the scene and were whispering among themselves.

A: "Even Wenhui Daily is here?"

B: "It's said that the Shanghai Film Studio made the contact. I'm from Qianjiang Evening News, who are you?"

A: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you, Dahe Daily."

C: "Hello everyone, I'm from the Shanghai Youth Daily. Look, even the movie channel is here."

Ding: "How much did it sell for?"

C: "They must have sold a lot, otherwise why would they be so generous?"

B: "By the way, has anyone here heard of 'My Sassy Girl'?"

Below the stage, Yin Junjie from Enlight Media glanced at his own camera, which he had already set up, and then at the banner above the stage: [“My Sassy Girl” Overseas Distribution Signing Ceremony and Media Press Conference]

I sighed again, then suddenly felt a pang of emotion, turned around, and lo and behold, it's here.