Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Wang Yuan scratched his head: "I was entrusted with this task, so I must be loyal to it."

Yang Che nodded: "Tell me about the current status of this drama."

After pondering for a moment, Wang Yuan began to speak.

Filming for this series began on July 10th. The first unit has already finished filming, and the third unit is currently being filmed because Xia Jing is needed. A Guangdong-based investor has withdrawn its subsequent 2 million yuan investment. The series has a budget of 10 million yuan for 40 episodes, which is 250,000 yuan per episode, making it a relatively high investment due to the inclusion of special effects.

Yang Che was surprised: "You filmed so quickly?"

Wang Yuan was also surprised: "It's a very normal pace. For example, 'Little Li Flying Dagger' started filming in mid-March this year, premiered in early July, and will be broadcast on satellite TV in a few days."

Yang Che struggled to process the new information. No wonder "Spring Bright Pigsy" still lacked investment, even though it would be broadcast early next year. It was already considered slow.

"By the way, have the opening and ending theme songs for this show been written yet?"

"Um?"

Wang Yuan was momentarily confused; what did this all mean? After a couple of seconds of hesitation, he said, "I don't know, why?"

That means it wasn't written, because Yang Che knew the song was written by the screenwriter. It wasn't because he had a great memory, but because he had read Wu Tong's interviews and had some understanding of the song.

Wu Tong also said that when he first accepted the role in "Good Springtime", he made a request that his name not be used in the credits, as he felt it would be embarrassing.

Later, it became a sentimental memory, but the master tape of the ending theme song "Juan Jie Pan" was lost, and only half of it was recorded. They wanted to re-record it, but the singer Chen Lin, who sang the duet with them, had already passed away... Regretful things always leave a deep impression.

Yang Che breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright. I'll invest the 200 million. Have President Fan send someone over to discuss the details."

"Huh? Oh."

"Can I keep the script?"

"Okay, then, Brother Che, I'll be going now."

"it is good."

Yang Che got up to see him off, and Cheng Er just opened the door and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, Yang Che said, "Old Cheng, could you see Wang Yuan off for me?"

"it is good."

Yang Che turned around, quickly went into the bathroom, and talked to the two of them for a long time, drinking a lot of water...

After coming out of the restroom, I heard Qin Lan ask, "Brother Che, are you really investing 200 million?"

Yang Che, who was swinging his hand, glanced at her but didn't say anything; he was too lazy to answer the question.

Qin Lan, unfazed, opened her eyes wide and asked, "Brother Che, is it really going to be a hit?"

Yang Che stretched on the bed before looking at her and asking, "What do you want to say?"

"You're going to invest 200 million, could you give me a role, even a minor one?"

As Qin Lan spoke, her eyes became somewhat unfocused, but her voice remained unchanged.

This is her; from age 18 to 48, she has always been very career-oriented, and her initial choices were always men who were more successful than her.

She'd pay a penalty to break up with Huang Xiaoming, and if he got injured, she'd drop everything to take care of him, but she wouldn't take care of him without limits. She'd return to the set as soon as her leave ended.

Yang Che, feeling mischievous, sat up and teased, "Aren't you afraid people will say you're being kept?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Lan no longer felt awkward and looked directly at him, saying, "I'm the secretary. People in the team have probably already spread the word. Even if you haven't heard it, you must have seen the looks people give me. You didn't see it just now, but Yu Wenhao looked at the bed as soon as he walked in..."

This girl from Northeast China, after pinching her cheek, really did have a sharp and witty way of speaking.

Yang Che quickly interrupted, "Okay, okay, I'll ask them when their crew arrives. I can't guarantee anything, after all, they've already filmed halfway through."

Qin Lan jumped up immediately: "Yes, thank you, Brother Che, you are my benefactor."

"Hehe. Come over here and give your important guest a shoulder massage."

"OK."

Qin Lan hopped over with a grin, and a whiff of laundry detergent, perfume, and a hint of sweat filled Yang Che's nostrils.

Yang Che didn't say anything, but sat on the plastic stool that Qin Lan had pulled over, and Qin Lan put her hands on his shoulders.

"Brother Che, I think you're only a year older than me now, not ten years older."

Yang Che remained silent.

Qin Lan didn't take it to heart; she was just talking for the sake of talking. She continued, "Brother Che, let me ask you a question. Don't you find it annoying that Yu Wenhao brags about winning martial arts championships like that?"

"Why would you hate him? Besides, he wasn't showing off; he was saying he's a persistent person. It's like when you go to auditions, don't you mention what movies you've acted in and what your achievements are?"

Qin Lan realized, "Oh, I understand. Be humble when you should be humble, and show off when you should show off."

"Okay, here's my phone. I need to call my 'big brother'."

Qin Lan pinched him hard before turning around to get his phone from his desk, still smiling.

Yang Che grimaced for a moment, wanting to slap him, but he couldn't; that was quite different from a face.

Just as Qin Lan picked up her phone, it rang. It was Ning Hao calling, saying that the tables, chairs, benches, and beds had been delivered to No. 8 Courtyard on Xitucheng Road (near Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications) and were being moved. He asked if she wanted to come over.

"I have other guests, I'll be there later. Buy some ice cream and drinks for the chefs, and by the way, take a picture, it'll be a souvenir."

"Zeng Jian was already filming, so he hung up."

"it is good."

Yang Che was very happy; he finally had a place, even if it was a residential building.

As mentioned before, a residential building is the most suitable option, since he still needs to go to school, although he will most likely only attend for one year.

After that, he called Fan Zeping.

"Brother Fan, I'd like to give you a work update, haha..."

After a round of pleasantries and jokes, Yang Che seriously talked about investing in "Spring Bright Pigsy" and the product placement, without hiding anything, including the commission given to Yu Wenhao.

Fan Zeping listened with great interest, but didn't offer any opinion afterward. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Brother, what are your thoughts? Or rather, what do you want?"

Yang Che smiled and said, "If the money from the GG product placement can be recovered as expected, I want the investment share of 'Spring Bright Pigsy'. If it can't be recovered, then it's naturally yours, Brother Fan. Consider it my own recklessness."

Fan Zeping laughed a few times: "You're betting with me, but your request makes me seem too stingy. You're insulting me."

Yang Che said sincerely, "Brother Fan, I was able to get started entirely thanks to you, and I will always be grateful to you."

Fan Zeping clicked his tongue: "That's nonsense. You can make it even without me, it's just a matter of time. Didn't you say GG is expected to have 245 million? That's all yours. But let's make this clear first, I don't care if you embezzle money elsewhere, but if you don't have enough for the movie, you're on your own."

Old Fan said the last words with a smile, but Yang Che still felt a chill in his heart: "Of course."

Fan Zeping paused for a moment: "Brother, don't overthink it. This is a normal request from me, and it's a normal request from you too. If you didn't want anything, I would start to have doubts."

"Hehe, I didn't discuss it with you beforehand, Brother Fan."

"Look, I've given you all 400 million at once. Okay, if you have anything else to do, we'll talk about it later."

"Okay, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Yang Che was also doing this on behalf of someone else, and he was simply fulfilling his duty.

That's it. My brother not only appreciates your abilities, but also sees your ambition and honesty.

For Lao Fan, this was an extra benefit brought about by Yang Che's personal abilities, and he didn't need to lend a hand. Yang Che's gratitude was the most valuable thing, especially since it was only a couple million.