$600,000!
According to the official exchange rate of 1:2.93, it is about more than 1.7 million yuan. According to the black market exchange rate, well, everyone understands.
As soon as Roberts said this number, Ling Mei was shocked.
Chen Qi frowned and said unsatisfied: ""Beautiful Life" proved my artistic value, and "50 First Dates" proved my commercial value. Even according to the market price of Hollywood, 600,000 is low. If I change it to
For white screenwriters who have the same achievements, you are willing to pay 1 million!"
"One million?"
As soon as Ling Mei closed the lid of the cup, it clicked again. Then she looked at Roberts. The foreigner was not angry at all, but instead fell into some kind of embarrassment.
All of this is challenging her inherent thinking.
Roberts is indeed embarrassed.
How come this Chinese knows everything?
In the 1980s, whites, blacks, Latinos, and Asians had different price tags. This was a set of unspoken and tacit unspoken rules.
If it were a few decades ago, there would still be a chain of contempt among white people: only those of Angsa descent were called good people, and those of Irish, German, and Italian descent were all inferior people among white people. Later, in order to unite the front, they
Put them into the first class.
However, Roberts also had a plan and said hurriedly: "The 600,000 yuan is just the basic salary, and there will be additional dividends!"
"Forget it! I don't see any sincerity on your part. You know I know my business, so don't fool me with a share. A share is fine, 5% of the box office share, okay?"
"This, this..."
"No? Then just give me 1 million!"
Roberts sweated.
Ling Mei looked at it without blinking.
Chen Qi snorted.
In 1988, there was a writers' strike in Hollywood, which lasted for 153 days. Since then, the ceiling for screenwriters' remuneration has been continuously broken. Especially in the 1990s, a script could sell for millions.
In the 1980s, a million-dollar script was already the ceiling.
But Hollywood would not give a Chinese screenwriter the maximum salary, so Roberts continued to negotiate the price, pushing back and forth between 100,000 and 50,000 yuan. Chen Qi was impatient and said: "I can accept the price of 600,000 yuan, but I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
"You have to use the salary standards of Hollywood's first-class teams to hire my action team!"
"Action team?"
Roberts didn't understand the concept for a while.
"Including the action design, teaching training and stunt doubles for the entire film..."
"Speed ​​of Life" written by Chen Qi is slightly different from the original version. The scenes are more thrilling and a few action scenes are added. He said: "I also did it for the good of this movie. Although your industry is developed, the action design is just a mess."
shit.
You bought "Tai Chi" and "Fatal Express", and you know our level best."
"You are indeed first class!"
With a 600,000+ action team, the total is almost 1 million. Roberts thinks this model is feasible and said: "I personally have no problem, but I need to ask the head office for instructions."
"Okay, I'll give you time. Did you get an ordinary visa?"
"right!"
“Plenty of time!”
After talking about business, Chen Qi regained his smile and patted Roberts: "We are still personal friends. It's rare for you to come here. I will take you around."
"Okay! I really want to see this historic city and your large manor!" Roberts also smiled.
After he left, Chen Qi looked relieved and said: "Sister Ling Mei, it's a good thing you're here today, otherwise how could this matter be explained clearly? People thought I was paid 600,000 US dollars to be a spy!"
"
"..."
Ling Mei had long heard that this person was a jump-off, and when she got to know him more deeply, she found out that he was indeed a jump-off. She didn't want to cooperate with teasing Menzi, so she just asked: "I didn't understand half of what I just heard, why don't you share it?"
"Hollywood's profit sharing is all deceptive. For example, if they give you a 10% profit share, you think it's fine, but when they settle the account, the movie will lose money and there will be no profit at all. The simplest way is,
They paid a high price to hire a company to do publicity and distribution, and this company was their subsidiary. The left hand was the right hand, the money was in the pot, but the accounts were even."
"Is this still possible?"
Ling Mei learned new knowledge again.
Hollywood is like an illusory temple for domestic filmmakers. Everyone knows nothing about it. They only know that it is the most awesome place for movies in the world. They fight to get in. After working as a movie in China, they go out to wash dishes and mess around.
You come and go and you have to come back.
She watched a play here, shocked and satisfied, so she stood up and left.
Go back to your own home.
To be precise, it was her father's house, where she and her husband had been living.
After dinner, Ling Mei kept thinking about this matter in her bedroom, and said unconsciously: "Do you think there is really someone who can sell a script for 600,000 US dollars?"
"What?"
"I went to Xiao Chen's place during the day..."
She briefly told the story, but her lover was also in disbelief: "Real or false? You heard it right, 600,000. What's your English level?"
"I can still understand this word! Then he was not satisfied, he actually wanted 1 million! The foreigner still looked guilty, and seemed to be negotiating some conditions in the end."
"Have you read the script?"
"I didn't, I just listened to them talking."
"Oh my God! 600,000, 1 million!"
Her lover was surprised and discussed this for a long time. Even they had never seen so much money.
Afterwards, her lover gossiped again and asked: "Is this money considered as royalties? Is it personal income? It is sent from the United States and all is given to the individual? This year, a new policy was enacted."
"this……"
Everyone has a taste for gossip, and Ling Mei is also interested in this topic: "I can't say, let's wait and see how to deal with it. Hey, I'll ask the old man."
She wiped herself out and went out.
"Dad, today..."
…………
After Roberts came, people from Colombia also came.
Colombia mainly wanted to announce the good news, and also asked for a script. Chen Qi still took out "Speed ​​of Life and Death" and offered the same price. The other party also expressed that he wanted to ask for instructions.
If Ling Mei hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, just because he was hooking up with two foreigners would be enough to be reported. Even so, how many people were watching, and there was really a reaction.
Ding Qiao asked him to find out the situation, and Chen Qi told him the truth.
So there is another one in the "frightened by $600,000 camp".
While waiting, the news spread wider and wider, and the entire cultural system of the capital soon knew about it. Chen Qi seemed to be able to hear indescribable whispers coming from all over the capital at home.
He did it intentionally.
Those previous achievements were shocking enough, but they were tied to the company after all. This time is different, this is completely separate from the collective, and it is a reflection of personal value: how much is his work worth!
The whole capital waited with him in an extremely strange atmosphere.
A few days later, the United States telegraphed back and both companies agreed to the conditions. Chen Qi was in a dilemma. Since Roberts came first, he decided to give "Speed" to Fox, but he also promised Columbia that he would write another script.
A contract was then signed: 20th Century Fox paid Chen Qi a personal remuneration of US$600,000 to buy the script for "Speed" and would hire his company's action team.
And he made an additional request to Roberts: Be sure to transfer the money to the mainland account as soon as possible!
He also wanted to see how the relevant parties would handle the matter.
Chapter completed!