Wow, wow, wow...
In the quiet little reception room, apart from the breathing sounds of Zhang Yuan and Lin Cong, the two guests of honor, there was only the sound of pages turning.
Ever since Zhang Yuan told the female director that he planned to recruit the original cast of "With Children" to start a new project, she was in a panic.
I'm here to film, not to risk my life!
But Zhang Yuan asked her to calm down and read the document before continuing the conversation.
So, she started flipping it with suspicion.
"Is this...a contract?"
After looking at it for a long time and confirming it repeatedly, she finally understood.
This is not only a contract, but an empty contract.
There is no project content.
But it has already been signed!
CCTV, Channel 8.
It is also commonly known as CCTV-8, CCTV TV drama channel.
"Yes, it's a TV drama contract." Zhang Yuan raised his finger and said.
"The empty space, which is the name of the play, you decide."
Lin Cong was a little stunned.
There's not even a title... No, it's not a matter of not having a title.
The entire project has not been approved.
It hasn’t even reached the stage of project establishment.
Neither the team nor I agree.
It is equivalent to an engineering project. There is no land, no bid document, and no drawings.
As a result, someone already wanted to buy it.
This is no longer a castle in the air, it's just a hiccup, and you dare to sell it out with a little breath in your mouth.
"Are you...reliable?"
Lin Cong thought, Zhang Yuan wouldn't go up the mountain and forge a contract just to make money from me.
There are too many things like this in the industry.
Some people cheat on both sides.
While I was talking to the coal boss, I was looking for a famous director and famous actors to act in the play. The script was ready, but I was short of money.
While talking to the director and actors, I said that since the money is already in place, I just need you to come and your salary will be paid as soon as you come.
After collecting the money and people, go to the TV station to sell the film in advance.
Then... of course he took the money and ran away!
Is it really possible to take a photo?
There are not just one or two people around who have been deceived.
There were even actresses who were slept through in order to appear in the show, and ended up with nothing.
But Lin Cong felt that Zhang Yuan was quite wild, but he didn't want to forge the CCTV contract, right?
After all, other people also use small local stations to deceive people. Using CCTV to deceive people is too bluffing.
In fact, Lin Cong entered a misunderstanding.
The bigger the scam, the more deceptive it becomes.
Because it is so big that it is difficult for ordinary people to pay attention to the details.
Just like when a chef makes scrambled eggs with tomatoes, anyone can comment on it.
But if you want to be a Buddha and jump over the wall, ordinary people can't explain it except shouting 666.
Lin Cong thought and pondered.
Zhang Yuan didn't say anything and let her think about it.
There is no rush at this time.
It’s a big deal at this point and needs to be thought through.
"Well, I don't know how you got the contract."
"I don't know all your connections either."
"I will assume that this contract is correct." This person said very politely.
But Zhang Yuan knew that her next sentence would definitely be "but".
"But." Lin Cong frowned and looked serious.
"No matter how great you can find someone."
"No matter how capable you are, the old leader is behind this film."
"Although he has stepped down, he basically doesn't care about the crew's affairs."
"But as long as his people are watching this show, you want to start a new business..." Lin Cong shook his head repeatedly.
"I only think you really have an idea."
"Even if you have already got the contract, I will follow you to shoot."
"After the film is released, when it comes time to broadcast it, nine times out of ten, someone will stumble upon it."
"We took pictures in vain."
"This contract..." She tapped the document that had been placed on the coffee table with her fingers: "That is also a white contract!"
"Let me tell the truth."
"You may have been deceived!"
"Even if there is a contract, what will you do if you don't recognize it then?"
Lin Cong was very excited.
She thinks who can Zhang Yuan find to handle this matter?
He is a young man with no big background, and he can only find people at the level of CCTV program editor-in-chief.
That's already huge.
But in front of the old leader, he is still a small person, playing tricks.
But Zhang Yuan was not in a hurry to refute her.
Instead, he waited until she had finished speaking, rested, and drank tea to soothe her throat before speaking.
"I understand your concerns."
"But don't worry yet."
"When you looked at this contract just now, you probably didn't understand it completely."
“I missed something.”
"Missed it?" Lin Cong picked up the contract again and flipped through it carefully.
She thought, maybe the money was too much.
Or the payment method is particularly good?
She looked again.
No?
There is no film collection price or payment agreement, so it's all empty.
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't turn back, the first page is at the top." Zhang Yuan pointed with a smile.
"The top..." Lin Cong looked along his fingers, and then froze.
Within a few seconds, he showed an expression that was hard to describe.
Not just shock, not just pupil earthquake.
Rather, it seemed like I had seen something indescribable and indescribable.
Because she saw something that went against common sense and was beyond her ability to understand.
This thing is not complicated, just a series of numbers.
It doesn't look familiar to outsiders, just like seeing a barcode.
But although Lin Cong is not too old, he has been in the film and television drama industry for more than ten years.
She recognized the numbers as soon as she looked at them.
TV series version number.
A more professional term is called the domestic TV drama approval number.
For a TV series to be launched online, it must have several things.
Registration number, approval number, distribution license number, and if it is broadcast online, there must also be an online broadcast version number.
This is still a number, and there are a bunch of licenses.
The country has opened up the production of TV series to private companies many years ago. The only rigid requirement is that the company cannot have foreign investment, for fear that foreign forces will bring in private goods, influence audiovisuals, and manipulate public opinion.
But it is open. How many people are really qualified to film and produce?
Not to mention the qualifications for distribution and production.
These are the prerequisites for a TV series to be broadcast.
Lin Cong is familiar with this process.
But what she didn't understand was.
Why is it that a TV series that doesn’t even have shit has an approval number issued?
There isn’t even a hair on it, so what are you looking at?
This does not mean that the child’s birth certificate has been issued even though he does not have a wife.
Is this reasonable?
This is not a step skipped, but several steps skipped.
"This number...didn't you write it yourself with a pen?"
Zhang Yuan:! ! !
You can insult my character, but you can't insult my IQ.
How could I do such a stupid thing in front of you, a professional?
You still rub it with your fingers!
Are you planning to rub the ink off or something?
The people in Linzong were all stupid!
What is this? Have you never seen it before?
How is it possible?
There are still people who can do such a thing... Yes!
Lin Cong suddenly reacted.
The director can't do it.
Editors can't do it.
Planning can’t be done either.
But there is one person who can do it.
"Is this... for you?"
She guessed who was behind this incident.
Zhang Yuan didn't answer, just nodded slightly.
Within five seconds, several drops of cold sweat formed on Lin Cong's forehead.
Oh my god.
This guy is involved in something!
She already understood that the person behind him had a good background.
Because CCTV is different from other TV stations.
Not only is he in charge of the station, he is also a senior member of the radio and television.
Normally, the review teams of TV stations and film and television companies around the world are all managed by these people.
In later generations, there was a famous ironic joke about WTT, which is the World Table Tennis Professional League. When there is a problem with WTT, Liu Guoliang, chairman of the board of directors of WTT, reports it to Liu Guoliang, chairman of the board of directors of WTT, and reports it to Liu Guoliang, chairman of the Chinese Table Tennis Association.
Then submit it to Liu Guoliang, Chairman of the International Table Tennis Federation.
That's what happened.
This is also one of the things Zhang Yuan wants.
Film purchase contract and approval number.
He also needs "sincerity" from the other party.
If I were to defend the border and kill the enemy, no one in the court would support me. Once the supplies were cut off, the military line would collapse immediately.
Not only that, but when the time comes, twelve gold medals will be issued to call me back to the court, and I will not die.
"Director Lin." Zhang Yuan said earnestly: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."
"When we do things, we have to look forward, right?"
Lin Cong knew that the sunset mentioned by Zhang Yuan was the old leader and the new leader was ahead.
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Knowing that she was still hesitant, Zhang Yuan threw out the simplest bait.
"I plan to give it to the basic staff of the crew."
"Those like camera, radio, props, etc. will get a 50% salary increase."
"The main actors, such as Teacher Gao, Teacher Song and the three children, have received a 300% salary increase."
"The chief screenwriter and chief producer also have the same specifications."
"And you, we have been friends for many years and we have to take care of you."
"The house I recommended you to buy before was not bad, wasn't it?" Zhang Yuan mentioned again the house he helped Zhao Decai promote during the last card game.
"Hahaha, that's good. Thanks to you, it's already increased a lot." Lin Cong smiled sheepishly.
"The price has risen so much now that I have to buy more, don't you think?"
"That...is."
"So, I plan to give you a 500% salary increase!"
"Let you buy a few more sets and get more profit!"
As the saying goes: Sake makes people's faces red, and wealth and silk touch people's hearts!
The wine is white, but after drinking it, people's faces turn red.
Money is cold, but after you get it in your hand, your heart is warm!
No matter how powerful you are and how promising you are, if you don’t have money, it’s just bullshit and bullying.
When Lin Cong heard that it could increase five times, his heart immediately jumped several times.
Her salary for the first and second films was 800,000 yuan, which is 8,000 yuan per episode.
Five times that would be 4 million!
Thinking of this number, she gritted her teeth.
Absolutely the highest salary in the industry!
Zhang Yuan knows very well that this drama is no longer about money.
So no matter how much money you have, you have to spend it.
He gave Lin Cong the biggest salary increase because she was the hardest to poach.
Before the crew, the writers and producers wanted to leave, but she was the only one who held on.
At the same time, if she can be taken care of, then she can also take care of the others, which will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
It may seem like spending money, but it actually saves money and trouble.
"You should consider it carefully, but time is limited."
"Sometimes, the biggest choices in life are made in just a moment."
"It's over, it's over, it's too late to regret it."
"Yes, let me think about it." Director Lin nodded leisurely.
"Then let's go out and play cards." Zhang Yuan led her out.
"Why did it take so long?" Xu Fan complained again.
"The table is set, the left can't wait, the right can't wait."
"What are we discussing?"
"Look, Sister Fei is anxious."
Zhang Yuan took a closer look and saw a cigarette butt under Wang Fei's feet.
Brother Qian can still smoke.
"Come on, come on, aren't we reminiscing with Director Lin about old times?" Zhang Yuan covered his face casually.
Crash, crash, crash... the sound of cards sounded again.
If you don’t say that people are addicted to food, they can really survive!
Hu Jun, Zhang Li and the others all survived.
Bao Qiang, Huang Bo, Deng Chao and others all lay down and went to the guest room to rest.
Your sister Fei is still staring at her eyes trying to figure it all out.
"Lin, why are you absent-minded?" Xu Fan asked with one eye open.
This guy is also very capable, he alternates between resting his left and right eyes.
"Director Lin must be tired." Zhang Yuan said immediately.
He knew that Xu Fan was just lying.
Why are all these old ladies so gossipy?
It’s not fun to talk about this!
You can tell if it's done, but if it's not done, once it's leaked, it's definitely over.
Zhang Yuan glanced at Lin Cong.
Director Lin, who was also an old man, narrowed his eyes and nodded, indicating that she understood the seriousness of the matter.
"Sister Fei, won't you go back and look after the child?"
"Aren't you hungry, little girl?" Zhang Yuan asked, hinting at the possibility of letting us go.
"You don't need me to feed you, there are aunties and wet nurses."
Rich people are different. They only care about the children and leave the care to others. It's very relaxed.
Some of them don’t even have to give birth to themselves.
"Do you want the contact numbers of the nanny and confinement nanny? I can give them to you."
"What am I going to do with this thing?"
"What if you are too late to evacuate and someone is killed?"
Zhang Yuan:! ! !
Lao Wang is still a real person. Not only is he knowledgeable, but he also speaks out about everything.
"Ha." Xu Fan chuckled, obviously she also knew.
Zhang Yuan felt that he was still too young and didn't understand any gameplay.
Seeing that Wang Fei was careless and talking nonsense without caring about anything, he deliberately brought the topic to her, so as to help Lin Cong distract the fire.
Good guy, it’s okay not to talk.
As soon as we chatted, all the people lying around who were sleeping with their eyes squinted woke up.
Everyone's eyes were as wide as bells, listening to Lao Wang bragging.
Sure enough, people are gossips.
The beating continued until Dongfang was white, and even the people in the yard were clear of Li Ya's shed.
"Ha..." Wang Fei stretched his waist.
"I'll let you use the bathroom. I want to take a bath to refresh myself before continuing the fight."
"Aren't you going to go home and see your daughter?"
"Oh..." Lao Wang rubbed his eyes: "By the way, I have to go home and take care of my daughter."
After sending Wang Zi to the car, she greeted all the guests one by one and sent them off.
Zhang Yuan looked at the messy yard and found a recliner to rest and relax.
"Get up."
At this moment, a female voice appeared next to his ear.
"Well, you haven't rested yet?"
The good sister came to him, her eyes were bloodshot, and she had obviously stayed up all night.
"How can I go to rest when the guests are still there."
She positioned herself as the master.
"Okay, let's go and have a rest together." Zhang Yuan stood up and hugged her, his hand holding her waist became unstable.
"I'm not in the mood." Cheng Hao rarely slapped his paw away: "I have something to ask you."
"Give me an honest answer."
"What's wrong?" Seeing her serious expression, Zhang Yuan looked serious.
"Did you do something dangerous again?" Cheng Hao looked worried.
"No."
"I've already asked Yang Siwei." The good sister pointed at his nose and said.
"Yang Siwei, come here!" Zhang Yuan shouted.
No one responded.
Fat girls have already been flirting.
Others didn't care. She didn't dare not answer Cheng Hao's questions.
If I get offended, I can't bear to blow my boss's mind.
This person then told who Zhang Yuan had met recently.
And after saying that, he ran away.
You two can reconcile the accounts among yourselves and slip away...
"It's just that Dandan is as good as wood, and he doesn't spit out a word." Cheng Hao said again.
Although he was complaining, he obviously admired the assistant's tight-lipped attitude.
"Hey, I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't let them tell you." Zhang Yuan sighed.
"Come, let me show you something."
He led him to the small study in the corner of the yard, where there was a metal safe.
Zhang Yuan turned the password in front of Cheng Hao.
Seeing that she was not on guard, the good sister pushed her away with a smile on her lips.
"This is it."
Zhang Yuan took out a document from the safe.
But it wasn't the one for Lin Cong to see.
Cheng Hao took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Then she opened her eyes wide and rolled them back and forth between him and the file.
"Is this true?"
Like Lin Cong last night, she couldn't believe it either.
Because the thing placed in front of her was called the "Radio and Television Program Production and Operation License." (End of chapter)