Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Yu Wenhao: "Brother Che, can I say something?"

Upon hearing this, everyone on and off the stage looked at Yang Che, who was much younger than Yu Wenhao, and Yang Che nodded.

Yu Wenhao then said, "My role as producer is actually commercial; it's about securing sponsorships for the film from Google. Our film received 400 million RMB in sponsorships from Google..."

"Buzz"

The reporters, having quieted down, turned the vibrators back on...

"With so much money, is this movie even worth watching?"

"I suspect this is some new type of scam!"

"400 million! Is this some kind of plot inserted into a gay porn film?"

"Yeah, is this trailer the whole plot?"

"........."

Four or five reporters with righteous expressions stood up and began to righteously and eloquently rebuke them.

Yang Che believed they weren't crazy; they were just inexperienced and lacked professional ethics.

Yu Wenhao was speechless for a moment, and the people on the stage also subconsciously looked at Yang Che.

Yang Che was incredibly disappointed in them; after all, this was a newly formed team that hadn't been properly trained yet. So he took the microphone directly from Dong Qing and shouted sternly, "Quiet!"

The room fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to Yang Che on the stage once again. He bowed slightly and gestured, "Please have a seat, fellow reporters. Those international brand sponsors aren't fools; they won't give us hundreds of thousands for nothing."

These two long-time distributors are no fools; they wouldn't spend $265 million on what you call a "GG film."

Without investigation, there is no right to speak.

Life's journey is long, and the answers will emerge naturally.

Also, you can bring your questions to the next segment to ask them.

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The microphone was in Fan Bingbing's hands. Only then did the chubby boy's gaze shift from Yang Che. Anyone who wasn't blind or stupid could tell from his expression that Fan Bingbing liked Yang Che...

Wang Jinhua, sitting in the audience, slapped her forehead: "Oh no, all that talk was for nothing."

Fan Bingbing began, "Hello everyone, I'm Bingbing. Yang Che said that the character Xingxing was based on me."

Dong Qing raised an eyebrow.

Yang Che's face turned green. How could he say that?

Does this mean I have a crush on a minor? Hmm... or that the girl I like hasn't grown up yet?

"Click click click"

A cacophony of camera shutter clicks and flashes...

Fan Bingbing paused for a moment and then continued, "I felt the same way while filming. I got into character very easily. Director Cheng, Director Wu, and Brother Che all praised my acting. Actually, I was just playing myself. Thank you, Brother Che, for writing such a character. This will be the most important role in my life. Thank you."

Many reporters in the audience looked disappointed. Why did you say the rest of the sentence?

Some reporters exchanged glances: Hey, we're doing lifestyle news, the rest of the content is too technical, so we'll just write "custom-made roles" at the beginning... Hmm, we'll ask about the relationship between the two later.

Finally, Huang Haibo said, "Hello everyone, my name is Huang Haibo, and I'm still studying at the Beijing Film Academy. I was having summer vacation when I received a call from my teacher asking me to pick up a script, and that's how I ended up acting in this movie. This is my second leading role in a film, and I hope you all enjoy it."

Reporters: Not interested...

Yang Che whispered something to Dong Qing.

Dong Qing smiled and said, "Let's take a 5-minute break, followed by a media interaction session."

It was a time for rest and preparation, and also a time for the leaders to leave. They didn't mention it, but Yang Che had to be sensible. It was already quite an achievement for them to show their faces and serve as witnesses.

Director Wu said, "So that's why you didn't come to the film festival. You just finished filming."

Yang Che smiled and said, "We would be very grateful if Chairman Wu could arrange a seat for us at the screening center."

Director Zhu and the others nodded in agreement; those were very well said.

Director Wu was very happy: "Great! It's all thanks to the film festival."

Yang Che's expression froze. Was this leader, who came from an artistic background, really so direct? He quickly tried to cover it up, saying, "No, no, this is what I was thinking. After the news of the signing between Japan and South Korea spreads, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and other Southeast Asian countries will also be interested."

Director Wu nodded, then looked at a man in his mid-forties: "Wang Lu, make arrangements for them."

"OK."

Factory Director Zhu chimed in, "Cheng'er, you and Secretary Zhang should coordinate the materials needed for the booth setup. The factory has them all, so don't waste them and time."

"Okay, thank you, factory manager."

And so, under the lens of Shanghai TV, everyone was happy.

The leaders then left, satisfied.

Yang Che patted Cheng Er on the shoulder: "Old Cheng, Shanghai still needs you to hold on."

"I'm fine discussing the plot, but what if I need a consultation?"

"There's someone there."

After Yang Che finished speaking, he called Wu Hongliang and asked China Film Group to send someone from their import and export company to help.

Although he has Han Sanping's office and private phone, this is official business.

"Assistant Wu, we need to make arrangements quickly. We can't just collect our protection money for nothing."

"Yes, Boss Yang, I'll report to General Manager Han right away."

Yang Che pursed his lips. "Why are you shouting like that? You're not Yu Dong."

The group then returned to the media room.

We then proceeded to the Q&A session with reporters.

Only three people answered: Yang Che, Kazuo Fukasawa, and Zheng Bingyuan.

"Hello Mr. Fukasawa, I am Zhou Jinyu, a reporter from Xinmin Daily. What aspects of 'My Sassy Girl' moved you and led you to spend $265 million to purchase the film's rights?"

Fukasawa paused for a moment and said, "What impressed me most was Yang Chejun. His analysis of some popular culture in Japan at this stage has benefited me, a sixty-year-old Japanese, a lot."

Watching "My Sassy Girl" again, I not only saw a high-quality romance film, but also realized that Yang Chejun's analysis of the film market is extremely accurate.

A commercially successful film that scores full marks in every aspect—if I were rich, I'd be willing to pay even more for the rights. Heh.

Jung Byung-won gritted his teeth, "You old man in flip-flops, you're using all my words!!!"

Zhou Jinyu was very excited. As expected of a Japanese person, he was always witty.

Just as I was about to ask another question, Dong Qing said, "The reporter friend in the fourth seat of the third row."

"This is Qilu Evening News. I'd like to ask the three of you, what are your expectations for the box office performance of 'My Sassy Girl' in China?"

He politely declined.

"Around 2000 billion yen, or 20 million US dollars."

"About 70 billion Korean won, or 600 million US dollars."

Yang Che felt ashamed: "3500 million RMB."

Many reporters instinctively thought: You're dreaming. What makes you think it's worth 3500 million RMB?

Then I thought: Since the Japanese and Koreans are so optimistic about it, it might actually be true.