Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

In any case, he didn't really care whether the three families agreed to his conditions or not; this was just a burden he had left for Jiang Wen.

Faced with such an unruly "hunting dog" as Jiang Wen, Yang Che initially set rules, and then offered him benefits. If Jiang Wen still didn't hunt well after all this, Yang Che would immediately replace him, and then everyone would criticize Jiang Wen for not knowing what was good for him.

The reason for the one-year payment period is not that it actually takes a year to break even, but rather that China will join the WTO after one year, so Yang Che will not have any negative consequences from operating the business.

What if someone accuses me of "damaging Sino-Japanese friendship"? That would be disgusting...

Meanwhile, Jiang Wen was driving the jeep, feeling incredibly warm inside. Of course, he didn't think that Yang Che bought the rights to "Devils on the Doorstep" so that he could make a good film called "Looking for a Gun." That would be too stupid. He could only say that Yang Che was just doing it for the sake of the movie.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. So he stepped aside, took out his phone to call Er Yong, but then changed his mind and switched to Wang Zhongjun's number. He dialed directly and told him Yang Che's conditions.

Wang Zhongjun, who was still working overtime at the company, first thought was that Yang Che must be an idiot! His second thought was that he must be an idiot to think Yang Che was an idiot. Then he asked Yang Che in detail why he brought up this matter.

Jiang Wen felt particularly pleased: "He...he asked me why I made this film, and I said...he said he bought it, but he's already invested all the money."

Wang Zhongjun could understand the implication in Jiang Wen's words: Yang Che is not like you who are only after profit.

Wang Zhongjun didn't take it seriously. After quickly calculating the costs in his mind, he said, "Let's talk about it among the three of us. Afterwards, I'll call Yang Che. Thanks, Lao Jiang."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhongjun called his younger brother.

Wang Zhonglei was furious upon hearing this: "A one-year payment period? That's ridiculous! We might as well sell them ourselves slowly. Besides, I don't believe he's doing this for the movie. Bullshit! He'll definitely find another buyer and resell them for a profit."

Wang Zhongjun remained calm: "I also think he can definitely make money. The question is, who can sell it for 1800 million?"

Wang Zhonglei was taken aback. If it could be sold, would he have waited until now? All the overseas film distributors he contacted used the "ban" as an excuse, and they were driving down the price with absolute impunity!

After chatting for a couple more minutes, the call ended. Actually, Wang Zhongjun wasn't calling his brother to ask for his opinion. He was wondering if, after hearing opposing voices, he would still stick to his own ideas and if he could come up with other reasons to convince himself.

Yes, he knew his younger brother would definitely object.

Many people are like this. You think he's asking for your opinion? No, he's just reinforcing his own ideas.

Yang Che had just sat down on the ground after returning to Jialin Garden, about to play with Tongtong, when Wang Fei walked over with his phone.

Yang Che took a look and saw it was Wang Zhongjun.

Wang Zhongjun is good at negotiating terms, especially the one-year payment period.

After listening, Yang Che chuckled and said, "I just acted on impulse when Mr. Wang contacted overseas film companies again."

"Don't be like that, Mr. Yang. Although we've never worked together, we've met a few times and can be considered friends."

"Mr. Wang, I'm not rambling. I just thought this film is unlikely to lose money, and I wanted to do Jiang Wen a favor in the process."

"You really can't afford to compensate?"

"Most likely, it'll just take a long time. Even if I wanted to scam all the pirates in China, it would take time to contact them... According to the Information Administration's statistics, if we fold the numbers in half twice, that's 150 companies. I'd sell to each of them for 10 yuan..."

Wang Zhonglei paused for a moment, coughed, and then said, "Are you still planning to burn pirated discs yourself and sell them?"

A burst of laughter followed.

Wang Zhongjun suggested we have a meal together so that we could sit down and chat.

Yang Che refused outright, saying that once the agreement was reached, they could sign the contract at the company.

Nonsense, he couldn't be bothered to waste his breath.

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of them, Wang Zhongjun cursed the little fox in his heart and ended the call. He then called the two other companies again, but instead of offering his opinion, he simply relayed their message, asking if they had made up their minds.

Chen Weiming preferred to sell to Yang Che, while Dong Ping insisted on handling the matter himself.

And so they started arguing again.

Of course, this is none of Yang Che's business.

Spending time with the kids and teasing the diva is quite fun.

Wang Fei has always admired her boyfriend's patience in spending time with the children, especially his ability to answer almost all of the children's endless questions. Even if he doesn't know the answers, he won't make them up; instead, he'll say, "I don't know, I'll tell you when I do."

night.

After Tongtong fell asleep, Yang Che did not return to the bedroom. Instead, he took Wang Fei to the recliner in the backyard to look at the moon. After all, the moon is usually fullest on the 16th, even though today was the 17th.

Suddenly, Wang Fei turned around and glared at him.

Yang Che didn't take it seriously and continued with his own business. After a while, he said softly, "Lift it up a bit."

Wang Fei ignored him.

"Snapped!"

Wang Fei scolded, "Are you trying to die? Why do you have to be outside?"

Yang Che breathed warm air onto her neck and whispered, "I won't move."

Wang Fei didn't say anything, but after a series of soft rustling sounds, he let out a muffled groan, and then felt dizzy, his heart pounding incredibly fast.

Just as he had said, Yang Che simply held her gently, gazing at the round moon.

This summer night was very peaceful.

After a short while, Wang Fei turned around and looked at him with annoyance.

"I'm going back inside."

Despite saying that, his body didn't move an inch, and he even sat down a little.

This is clearly an expression of dissatisfaction.

Yang Che was also a little absent-minded, so with a "pop", the two got up and quickly went back to the bedroom.

After a while, Yang Che laughed and said, "You should try something different every now and then, okay? Look at you."

Wang Fei trembled with her eyes closed: "Um... just humiliate me then."

Tonight is exceptionally romantic.

Early the next morning.

After completing a set of yoga poses, Wang Fei was radiant. Looking at her fair and rosy skin in the mirror, she touched her chest and couldn't help but purse her lips and twist her waist, feeling a surge of excitement. She even felt much younger.

Without changing her clothes, she went straight out to the backyard to find her boyfriend; at that moment, she just wanted to be with him.

I saw him lying on a deck chair wearing only a pair of shorts, sunbathing while talking on the phone.

Wang Fei didn't mind, walked over and plopped down on him, then rolled her eyes.

He was on the phone with that young girl when he heard that she had already joined the cast of "Shaolin Soccer" and wanted him to visit the set in Zhuhai.

"I'll definitely go. You just need to coordinate your schedule, finish the performance smoothly, and don't cause any problems. Stephen Chow is very stubborn these days; he won't give face to anyone."

"You're criticizing me again. I'm very dedicated, okay?"

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