Respawn Entertainment

Zhang Yixin, a very female named, is 26 years old, elegant and gentle, wearing a pair of 600-degree glasses, graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University.

Nowadays, all graduates from Peking University's Chinese Department are great masters and talented people. They should be very entertaining, but he is not good now, very bad.

"Damn it, what kind of shit do you write?" A fat middle-aged man took the script written by Zhang Yixin and immediately roared: "What I want is the Qing palace drama, the princess, princess. Look at what you wrote, how did a modern woman appear in the Qing Dynasty?"

"Boss, this is called time travel." Zhang Yixin was just about to explain and was interrupted by the middle-aged fat man roughly: "I'm so stupid. My small company can't afford to support you. Going out to the right is the finance office, you can leave now."

As he said that, the middle-aged fat man threw the manuscript on the table, Zhang Yixin's face was dim and said nothing, picking up the script on the table and walking out silently.

"Hey, I'm fired again. Am I really not a screenwriter?" Zhang Yixin came out of the building with an envelope, looked back at the building behind her and sighed.

After graduation, he has been drifting in Beijing for three years. He himself can't figure out how many film and television companies he stayed in, how many studios he worked in, and how many crew he worked with.

The end of the three-year struggle is 800 yuan in the envelope? Or is it proved that he is not the material for being a screenwriter? Although Zhang Yixin is unwilling to accept it, she has to face reality.

He began to get confused, wondering whether his insistence was worth it. He thought that all his classmates were better than him, either editor-in-chief or well-known columnist, or he was still a Beijing drifter who had no fixed place.

"Didi" At this time, the bb machine on his waist rang. When he saw that the number was Zhang Peng, the best friend in his university dormitory. His best friend is better than him and is now a professor at Hunan University.

Zhang Yixin ran to a telephone booth on the street and dialed, "Professor Zhang, what instructions do you always have?"

"You boy, don't flatter me." Zhang Peng smiled on the phone, and then said seriously: "Hey, let me tell you a serious matter. Have you heard of Jade Emperor Entertainment Company?"

"Jade Emperor? Where is I still the Queen Mother?" Zhang Yixin, the company name, said she had never heard of it.

"I'm x." Zhang Peng swears, then exaggerates and exaggerates: "I said, don't stay at home all day long. You are a screenwriter after all, and you are a person in the entertainment industry. You don't even know the Jade Emperor Entertainment, which is the most popular recently. I really want to despise you."

"Haha." Zhang Yixin smiled. His surname is indeed as his best friend said that he likes home.

"Hey, I'm convinced you." Zhang Peng said helplessly, and then he said casually: "F4, you must not know who it is."

"Hehe, f4 I know, aren't it just Daomingsi, Hua Zelei, Ximen, Meizu four handsome guys?" Zhang Yixin's answer surprised Zhang Peng.

Zhang Yixin knew that f4 also saw it from the landlord's daughter. A few days ago, she met the landlord's daughter in the aisle. She was holding a poster with f4 printed on it. Because the four handsome guys on the poster were so eye-catching, he couldn't help but take a look. His anxious surname was easy to remember the four handsome guys.

"Ha, do you know that f4 is the only one. Tell you that Hua Zelei is the boss of Jade Emperor Entertainment?" Zhang Peng said with a smile.

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He has never seen any copyright in the past three years. In the studio, many of the scripts you have worked hard to write cannot even sign the name. Several of the scripts he has written have finally been put into the column of the screenwriter's signature, without him.

In fact, it is said that the screenwriter is gigging on his face, so he should be called "gunner".

Zhang Yixin was unmoved because of her many experiences, while Zhang Bin simply did not have any copyright awareness in her heart, and those who do not know were fearless.

"Give everyone 10 minutes to think about it. Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom first." Chen Lin did not continue, but stood up and walked out.

When he returned to the conference room 10 minutes later, there were only four screenwriters present, and two people left.

Chen Lin didn't care. He smiled and took out four contracts from his briefcase and handed them to the four people. Then he sat in the chair without saying a word and watched the four people looking at the contract.

"Yuhuang Company protects the legitimate interests of the screenwriter from infringement, protects the screenwriter's signature rights, and protects the copyright contract of the screenwriter's copyright contract is different from what I just said?"

"Wow, I'm not wrong here. Screenwriter's remuneration accounts for 10%-15 of a play's budget. I remember that the highest standard in China is also 3-6. Most screenwriters only calculate the royalties by words. I paid 100,000 words per month for my previous job, and the royalties are 30 yuan for a thousand words. There is no such reward at all!"

"Yuhuang Company promised to

The screenwriter has considerable voice, director and producer have not passed

The screenwriter shall not adapt or add or delete his works with the consent of it.”

The four of them were all excited after reading the contract, even Zhang Yixin was no exception. At this moment, his lips were trembling with excitement: "Did Mr. Xiao Xiaolin fool us this contract, right?"

"Haha, the words are here, what do you think?" Chen Lin smiled and continued: "If you are satisfied with this contract, sign it. If you are not satisfied, I will regret it."

"Satisfied, satisfied." The four nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and couldn't wait to sign their name on the contract. They were afraid that Chen Lin would regret it and take back the contract.

"Babababababa." Chen Lin saw that the four of them had fallen into joy after signing the contract, so he clapped his hands and attracted the eyes of the four of them.

He suddenly expressed his serious expression: "There is another one on the contract. Unless both parties agree, one of the parties will leak the content of the contract, especially the content about compensation, and will be regarded as an active breach of contract and compensate the other party 1 million. Do you see this one?"

All four of them clicked, can you not see it? The compensation of 1 million yuan is scary. The reason why Chen Lin strictly restricted confidentiality is that he is afraid of causing resistance in the industry.

Any industry has unspoken rules that have been agreed upon. If a company does not privately increase the pay of screenwriters or other personnel according to market prices, it will be regarded as a disruptor and a troublemaker.

Although Chen Lin had the idea of ​​being a disruptor, it was not now. The reason why he raised the treatment of screenwriters by several levels is very simple. The status of screenwriters is extremely important. Let me put it this way, one of the important reasons for the decline of Hong Kong's films is that screenwriters are low and have no rights. In Hong Kong, except for a few screenwriters with 2% annual income of more than one million, most of the other 98 screenwriters cannot support their families by making a creation. Over time, no one is willing to be screenwriters.

At noon, in order to show his importance to the screenwriter, Chen Lin personally welcomed the four people, and the company's senior executives were present, which made the four people feel flattered.

After the meal, Chen Lin took the four people to his office and took out a draft script and handed it to the four people, asking the four people to make the draft into a professional script within one month.

After the four people took the script, they left and returned to their screenwriter's office. After returning to the office, Zhang Yixin couldn't wait to untie the file bag and took out the script draft. The first thing that came into her eyes was a line of bold characters: the military-themed sitcom "The Story of the Cooking Class".