Chapter 625: If you don’t invest in bad movies, you will make bad money
He said he came out to take Xiangyang for a run.
In the end, the two of them walked side by side around the villa community for a long time.
At the end, Liu Qianqian couldn’t help but think, it would be great if Laifu and Fantuan were brought back.
In this way, one person holding a dog is exactly what she wants.
"Let's go home. We're starving to death." Xiang Yang, who was hugging his wife, complained about Dongdong. Walking a cat is much more interesting than walking a dog.
Liu Qianqian nodded.
She is hungry too.
But when it comes to eating, Liu Qianqian has something to say.
“How can you bring back a lot of snacks?”
"Ah, what's wrong? You don't like it?"
"It's like coaxing a child." Liu Qianqian said angrily.
“No way.” Xiang Yang scratched his wife’s hair and said with a confident smile: “You can bring it to the crew, so it won’t be wasted.”
“You’re pretty good at it. Just live." Liu Qianqian secretly rolled her eyes.
After getting the crew, even if she gave it to others, she would definitely have to eat it.
Otherwise, what will others think?
But having said that, I really need to prepare some gifts for the crew.
Don’t be too stingy.
The various aspects of the entertainment industry are actually not much simpler than Xiangyang's field, but the level is not that high.
“It’s easy, let them come back to Paris with us.”
Xiang Yang thinks his wife's idea is right.
He was just about to say this.
"You mean, you want to invite the star of "Space Traveler" to fly on your private plane?"
The two returned home and heard that they were talking about this Things are being discussed.
Liu Xiaoli also glanced at Xiangyang in surprise.
She had also flown on that private plane.
Uh.
A whole crew can’t sit down.
"I didn't say, I took this Hermès plane." Xiang Yang, who had already returned home, had long been attracted by a table of sumptuous breakfast.
"Huh?" Liu Qianqian blinked in confusion.
However, Liu Xiaoli reacted quickly and waved her hands quickly: "Yangyang, there is no need to owe others a favor for this."
I knew that Xiangyang was going to borrow a private jet from the wealthy man from Da Russia.
Liu Xiaoli was just about to tell her son-in-law, "Sissi is not worth it."
"Mom, you have to give people a chance." Xiang Yang said with a smile on his face.
This imaginative and bizarre rhetoric confused Liu Xiaoli.
Seeing the two of them playing riddles in front of her, Liu Qianqian frowned and wanted to kick Xiang Yang under the table.
"I estimate that if everything goes well, we may invest in the football project next year, and we will have to deal with them then."
Xiang Yang, drinking gruel , explained.
"Is it really not troublesome?" Liu Xiaoli asked looking at Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang shook his head.
Indicating that this matter is really not as complicated as the mother-in-law thought.
Xiangyang will not let Abu pay for the expenses incurred by his flight.
Moreover, this favor
Will there be no more dealings between the two parties after they take over the Premier League?
Think about what will happen to Abu in the future.
Just buy this plane with your own money.
It can be considered that when the two of them just met, Abu received this courtesy from him grandly.
"Okay, you know better than mom." After Liu Xiaoli finished speaking, she looked at her daughter again, "Sissi, you have to give them some warning then. Did you hear them?"
For veteran drama stars like Wang Zhiwen and Feng Yuanzheng.
Liu Xiaoli has nothing to worry about.
But for young actors
"What? Take a private plane to Paris?!"
After hearing this, Han Sanping was a little surprised.
Such a big deal is rare in China’s entertainment industry.
You have to say that in the domestic entertainment industry, although private jets are rare, they are not too rare.
Chenglong, Li Lianjie, Zhao Benshan, and Chen Daoming all have them. Fan Xiaopang, who claims that he is a wealthy family, also spent 20 million to buy one.
The problem is, private jets also have a certain level of quality.
Privately, he heard from Chenglong that the private jet Xiangyang took was much more expensive than the Legacy 650 that he had spent a total of 200 million and had yet to get.
This private jet is just like a luxury car.
The private jet Hermès arranged for Xiang Yang, including the model and the luxurious facilities inside, were all priced at a reasonable price.
Han Sanping, who has experienced it, certainly knows how luxurious it is.
No matter how luxurious it is, it can only carry up to 14 passengers.
And Xiangyang asked everyone to go together
He couldn't figure out how much Xiangyang could pamper his wife.
“Okay, I will arrange the refund now, and then follow Mr. Xiang’s arrangements.”
"Sorry, Mr. Han." Xiangyang didn't dress up deliberately today.
He just went back to the courtyard to pack his things. He passed by Huaying and came in to say hello to Lao Han.
"What's the trouble? Mr. Xiang, you're being polite to me." Han Sanping smiled, and when he remembered something, he said again: "Well, Mr. Xiang, I won't join in the fun. After all."
"I understand." Xiang Yang was surprisingly easy to talk to.
Lao Han and the staff of China Film were not simply invited to attend China Week by the Hermès Film Investment Company.
They are different from actors.
Xiang Yang sometimes feels unsure about the twists and turns here.
"That."
After talking about this matter, Han Sanping glanced at the tea table and smiled: "Mr. Xiang, do you have the movie script I sent you? Are you interested?"
"Movie?" Xiangyang was stunned for a moment before he remembered this.
Scanning the name of the movie counts as watching it.
Puckering the corner of his mouth coquettishly, he nodded to Yang, "There are one or two that are pretty good."
"Oh, which one?" Han Sanping became more energetic.
Movies are much more important than letting actors take a private plane to Paris.
"Uh" He quickly searched for memories in his mind, Xiang Yang swallowed and said, "Ning Hao's "No Man's Land" is good. What about the others."
Others, I have no impression.
"Ning Hao and Xing Nana have been preparing for this film for a long time." Han Sanping said.
But looking at Xiangyang, he had nothing to say.
He also understood that Xiang Yang was not interested in any of the other films that China Film Group wanted to invest in.
However, "No Man's Land" won't be filmed right away, it will be next year.
Moreover, the investment in this movie is not high.
Ning Hao felt that 20 million would be enough.
“Ah, so few.” When Xiang Yang heard this number, he almost thought he had heard it wrong.
In this regard, Han Sanping didn't think it was strange that he was rare.
An investment of 20 million yuan is indeed not high even in 2011, which is about to enter. Even if the publicity and distribution expenses are included, the investment cost will probably be around 40 million yuan.
Movies with Hong Kong actors as the main actors are still within the low-budget range compared to tens of millions or hundreds of millions.
"Then I'll go back and talk to Rang."
Before Han Sanping could speak, Xiang Yang blocked his mouth.
20 million investment
If you try hard enough, you can give Hermès Film Investment Company a 20%-30% share.
Just vote.
“Okay, okay.”
Han Sanping smiled happily.
He knew that Xiang Yang was very proud in front of the people he knew.
But others
"Mr. Xiang, don't leave in a hurry. See if you are interested in this book. I think..." Patting his thigh, Han Sanping stood up from the sofa.
He quickly came to his desk and brought out a notebook.
This script was submitted by Perfect World (Shanghai) Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd., which is somewhat related to Hermès Film Investment Company.
Before, the production company of "The Piano of Steel" also had this company.
It can be considered as a deal.
"Mr. Han, just leave this to Little John." Xiangyang was a little resistant to the extremely attentive salesman in front of him.
That's almost it.
I just took it and took a look at it helplessly.
Xiang Yang didn’t even know what to say.
"Thirty-three Days of Love", eh.
Isn't this a film that will be mentioned by future generations of novel writers?
Small cost, big return.
Of course, Wen Yiyi and Bai Yizhi were completely popular.
Xiang Yang has actually seen this movie, that’s all.
To put it bluntly, it's just a commercial film, and it's still very bad.
The reason for success lies more in commercial publicity.
The right choice is not right on Double Eleven. At this time, it should be called Singles’ Day just to capture the public’s consumer psychology.
In order to build momentum, a lot of sailors were hired.
Under the banner of healing a broken love, it has firmly grasped the consumer psychology of the public and deceived a wave of movie consumer groups.
Yes, the positioning and marketing of this movie is a classic.
As for the movie.
It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as “bad and scummy”.
Afraid that he had remembered wrongly, Xiangyang bit the bullet and turned two pages.
As soon as he saw the name of the sissy "Wang Xiaojian", he immediately lost interest.
"Sorry, Mr. Han." Xiang Yang shook his head and put the script directly on the table. "Our company may have major changes next. So..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Han Sanping was beside him. Shang replied softly.
To be honest, he has some dates but no dates, so he needs to hit the pole first.
What if.
The more Hermès Film Investment Company invests in China, the better.
"Is there going to be a change in your company?" Han Sanping suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiang Yang blankly.
"To be honest, yes." Xiang Yang did not hide anything, but there was no need to elaborate: "The company is developing too fast, and it is necessary to reorganize the company's internal structure."
"Oh, that's it."
"Okay, Mr. Han, I won't disturb you anymore."
Patting his butt, Xiang Yang prepared to leave.
Han Sanping wanted to open his mouth to persuade him to stay.
"Don't worry, Mr. Han. The investment in "No Man's Land" will not be affected." Xiangyang gave Han Sanping reassurance.
After coming out of Huaying, Xiang Yang directly called Lao Xiang.
"Your mother is not at home today." Lao Xiang said frankly, if Liu Qianqian and the child don't come back, you won't have anything to eat when you come home.
“Look what you said.” Xiang Yang said speechlessly: “How about I treat you to some hot-boiled mutton?”
Lao Xiang frowned.
He is very good at mutton boiling in a copper pot.
However, in recent days, because of Little John, I have eaten a lot of mutton.
"I'll go find a restaurant on the fifth floor opposite our house and have something to eat."
"Okay, then you go and order first."
"What do you want to eat?"
Seeing his son giving him noodles like this, Lao Xiang still asked with concern.
“I want to eat a copper pot” said Xiang Yang wistfully.
"Then we, father and son, will go to Dong Laishun, you eat yours, and I will eat mine." Lao Xiang rolled his eyes, "Just in time, after eating, you and I can go to Paper Tiger to buy some books for Xinxin and Yinyin. Go.”
“Buy a book?”
Xiang Yang was surprised. It must have been too early.
"What do you know? Cultivating interest should start from childhood." Lao Xiang's tone was tough.
"Dad," Xiang Yang chuckled, twitching the corner of his mouth, "Then I will take care of our two daughters, thank you."
"You will give me some advice when the time comes."
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(End of this chapter)