Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

Jiangxi Heng calmly watched the coordinator get up and sit down again. He understood all too well the arrogance of some people in the entertainment industry who "jumped on their money" and the habit of everyone praising the weak and belittling the strong.

These sentences, one after another, first downplaying and then elevating, kept Monchi glued to his seat.

Fang Weiyang brought in tea to eavesdrop.

He's practically working himself into Jiangxi Heng's internal affairs secretary.

Jiangxi Heng told him, "You don't need to do these things. It's not like he doesn't have hands."

Fang Weiyang, however, wanted to get closer to the life of the former Jiangxi Heng, or rather, the life of an actor.

Looking at Fang Weiyang, who stood like a pillar to the side, Jiangxi Heng glanced at her helplessly and looked at Meng Qi: "My goal for the drama 'Life and Death Cycle' is to get over 10,000 views."

Monchi smiled politely: "President Jiang, a show with over 10,000 views is a huge hit. It's already quite good if the three major platforms can produce two or three huge hit shows every year."

Jiangxi Heng picked up his teacup and took a sip; the steam from the tea slightly blurred his glasses.

"I have already signed a performance-based agreement with the Tomato platform."

Popularity is a comprehensive term that includes audience appeal, reflected in viewers paying for VIP memberships to watch TV, interaction value, word-of-mouth marketing, and media exposure.

The popularity has exceeded 10000, and it needs to be followed by another unit of 10,000,000, to reach 100 million.

Generally speaking, 6000 million is considered a break-even drama, 7000 million is a minor hit, 8000 million is a blockbuster, and 10000 million is a major hit.

Song Zhiyue was willing to connect Jiangxi Henghe with the platform for cooperation for two reasons: firstly, to give face to a songwriter, and secondly, because of the performance-based agreement.

Jiangxi Heng needs the platform to steadily broadcast his web series, and also needs the platform to share the burden of promotion; while the platform, under the performance-based agreement, feels that it won't lose money anyway.

Monchi didn't expect that the streaming platform had already been found before the movie even started filming.

It's still Tomato Video, one of the three major video playback software giants in the industry with deep pockets.

After careful consideration, he nodded: "I hope that President Jiang can delegate the power of the production team to me."

Jiangxi Heng gave a strange smile through his teacup: "Of course."

After Monchi signed the contract and received the script and the production team's planning proposal, he finally understood why the boss was smiling so strangely.

It turns out that, apart from a few actors and one makeup artist on standby, the rest of the crew were still empty, and he had to find them all within a week.

Monkey was so angry he wanted to pinch his brow.

He stopped in his tracks when Jiangxi Heng handed him the bank card.

"Here's 40. For the next three months, all expenses for the production crew will be covered by the company's accounts. I'll be casting actors in a week."

Monchi felt confident again. He had never seen a boss who delegated so much power. Don't be fooled by those investors who seemed so powerful and well-fed. They acted like they were asking for money, even if it meant their lives. The richer people are, the stingier they are!

"Yes, Mr. Jiang!"

Jiangxi Heng carefully put away the contract and also handed over the work of meeting the makeup artist Jia Duobao that afternoon to Meng Qi.

If he already has a tool person, why does he still need to do these trivial things?

If the people we hire are not qualified, we can just fire them. If we fire too many, it will show that Monchi's business ability is not good, and then we can fire them again.

Monchi left the office with a heavy workload, glancing at the assistant next to President Jiang before he left.

Well, compared to President Jiang's stunning looks, even the handsome young man seems rather ordinary.

After the door closed, Fang Weiyang finally held her breath and asked Jiangxi Heng, "Brother Heng, when did you sign the betting agreement with Tomato?"

"Before you leave," Jiangxi Heng said, reaching for the teapot to pour himself some tea, but Fang Weiyang took it from him.

Fang Weiyang exclaimed in surprise, "We've all left the camp, how come you still managed to do so much?"

"What else did I do?" Jiangxi Heng asked, bewildered.

Fang Weiyang pulled out her phone: "The show has released a new episode, and everyone knows now that you wrote a song for Xie Xingyan!"

Because he was too busy, Jiangxi Heng didn't have time to pay attention to the show he left. Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback, and then said naturally, "What's wrong with writing a song for a friend? I also left a song for Gu Zhoubai, but I have to wait until he debuts."

Fang Weiyang's eyes looked a little strange.

He always felt that the meaning of Jiangxi Heng sending a song to Xie Xingyan was completely different from that of Jiangxi Heng sending a song to Gu Zhoubai.

Speaking of songs, Jiangxi Heng casually logged into a song copyright sales platform to see if anyone was willing to give him money... and there really was.

"Lin Sen? That name sounds familiar. He actually wants to buy the exclusive cover rights to 'Manteau Manor'?"

There are two ways to sell the rights to cover a song: licensing and buyout. Licensing means that if you buy it, others can also sing it if they buy it; buyout means that if you buy it, others cannot buy it.

Lin Sen wanted the exclusive cover rights to "Mando Villa," which meant buying out the song.

Fang Weiyang snapped out of her reverie: "What! Lin Sen! The master of traditional Chinese style?!"

Jiangxi Heng remembered that the Chinese style creator nicknamed "Wu Mu".

"Ah, it's him."

Fang Weiyang nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, it's him! Lin Sen, the creator of 'Not Too Late'!"

Lin Sen offered a very high price, so high that Jiangxi Heng almost thought it was a fake account.

Two million!

You know, Jiangxi Heng only sold Song Zhiyue's "Tomorrow's Coordinates" for 50! He was indignant on behalf of the original work from the other world for such a price difference.

Of course, things are different now. Back then, Jiangxi Heng was not well-known and was in a weak negotiating position. Now, he has some fame and is in a strong negotiating position with a cool and aloof seller attitude.

[Jiangxi Heng: Is this really you? Can we talk?]

[Lin Sen: Me? Two million isn't enough?]

In short, Jiangxi Heng roughly understood Lin Sen's personality. No wonder this person had so many scandals; he could probably offend people and make countless enemies in daily life with ease.

[Jiangxi Heng: It's not about the price, I just want to ask why you set this price?]

Lin Sen on the other side of the screen was very irritable.

[Lin Sen: Isn't it all because you set up the auction mode? My nemesis saw I wanted to buy it and deliberately drove the price up to two million.]

Jiangxi Heng was taken aback before opening the transaction records.

[xxx offered 30]

[xxx offered 50]

None of that matters. Flip to the back, and you'll find records of Lin Sen and another person named Mel raising prices.

Lin Sen quoted a price, and Mel raised it by 10,000, bringing the price of the song up to 2 million.

Because song sales platforms need to prevent counterfeiting, everyone's accounts are verified. Lin Sen is being targeted by his mortal enemy.

Jiangxi Heng may sympathize, but he won't lower the price he asked for, especially since buying out a company is already more expensive than licensing it.

After clarifying the reason, the contract was sent.

Lin Sen efficiently performed facial recognition and signature transfer.

Jiangxi Heng removed "Mantuo Mountain Villa" from the platform, stating that the song had been bought out and sold.

In less than half an hour, Fang Weiyang looked as if she had seen a ghost as two million yuan was deposited into Jiangxi Heng's bank account.

Jiangxi Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He still instructed 4399 to hold the money in place and prevent it from flowing into the bank, as the money needed to be used to pay his salary first.