"The Beijing Film Studio has arrived! The Beijing Film Studio has arrived!"
"Come on, come on, come on!"
In the morning, a red and white bus stopped near the Beijing Film Studio. Yu Jiajia carried a bag and jumped off lightly. She looked around and sighed: "The new generation is better than the old one. It has been so long.
Did you just think of me?"
She muttered and walked to the door, showed her work ID, entered the door, turned left, and went straight upstairs to knock on the door.
"Jiajia is here, come in, come in!"
"Wow Xiaoxue, you are a mature lady, do you still have charm?"
"Nong Xingxi!"
Gong Xue scolded and quickly covered her face: "What do you think of me? Have I turned into a yellow-faced woman?"
"My skin is not very good and it smells like milk. It doesn't matter. I'll be back after taking care of myself. Where is Chen Qi?"
"He's playing chess downstairs!"
"Isn't that the world between the two of us?"
"It's three people!"
"If you are that big, you are not considered a human being!"
Yu Jiajia glanced at Zhuang Zhuang, who was lying in the crib. Zhuang Zhuang could only sleep soundly, not knowing his age.
Gong Xue put on light makeup and sat on the sofa in the living room while filming her children and interviewing her. Of course she had to do an interview. She is the national goddess. The audience really wants to know about her current life situation.
"Let me first let you know that we are safe, mother and son."
"The feeling of being a mother is really different. It's like a part of my life has been integrated into my child's body, and I am always concerned about it. I didn't understand my friend's behavior of dying after giving birth to a child, but now I can relate to it."
"Then you won't really retire, right? The audience will be sad."
"Oh, it's hard to say, I can't promise anything now."
"Okay, let's change the topic. Everyone wants to know your current living situation and whether you are happy every day. Can you tell me briefly?"
"I am very, very happy now! Because my wife and I were busy before, he often went to Hong Kong, and I often filmed, and we didn't stay together for long every year. This year, he came back in May, which is a rare stay.
Two months.
I think the communication between the two of us is very good. If we have problems, we talk directly and then solve them together. Just like now, I have my contribution and he has his contribution. I am gradually focusing on my family and he also wants to spend more time with his children.
, accompany me...so I am very happy now, thank you all for thinking about me."
After Gong Xue answered, she asked: "What if I say this?"
"Not bad! I'll polish it up for you and make sure it's fine!"
Immediately, Yu Jiajia took a few more photos of her, ate half of a watermelon, and flashed around like a tornado.
Chen Qi wanted to retreat in order to advance, but he couldn't shout out directly, so he mentioned it through Gong Xue in a dark way. This child is really a good scapegoat, and poor Zhuangzhuang has become a tool of his parents' conspiracy.
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Previously introduced:
At the beginning of this year, the Bank of China piloted the freedom of personal foreign currency deposits and withdrawals in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Fujian and other places. It includes five types of foreign currencies: US dollars, pounds, West German marks, Japanese yen, and Hong Kong dollars. The minimum deposit amount for opening an account is an equivalent foreign currency of no less than RMB 150.
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So what was it like before? When Chen Qi first earned royalties, he experienced it. The bank directly converted it into RMB and then gave him a remittance voucher.
He put the 200,000 US dollars in royalties for "Fifty First Dates" in Shi Nansheng's hands. For the money for "Speed," he asked Roberts to pay it directly.
In the blink of an eye it’s early August.
At the Beijing Branch, everyone is busy as usual.
There is an exclusive counter with a sign of "Foreign Currency Business" that is particularly conspicuous. There are more than a dozen people lined up in front of the counter. They are all very young. Most of them are the family members of overseas Chinese who have relatives and friends overseas.
Everyone has a smile on their face. They can't spend foreign currency in China, but they can have foreign currency in their own accounts. This feeling is very happy.
"ah--"
Suddenly there was a scream in the hall, and a female employee stood up suddenly without knowing what happened. Everyone looked sideways, and a person who looked like a leader waved his hands quickly: "It's okay, it's okay!"
He walked over quickly and whispered: "What's the matter with you?"
"Look!"
The leader took a closer look and said, "Ah——"
"This, this, this?"
"I know, I know. He came here specifically to inquire about how to open a foreign currency account a few days ago and said that there would be a remittance!"
"But this amount?"
"Send it to him personally? Give him sixty dollars..."
"His!"
The cold air in the whole capital was sucked away.
There is no excitement, only an atmosphere of tension and even panic spreading rapidly. If it is remitted to a company, it is very common, exporting to earn foreign exchange! But this is remitted to individuals, which is beyond their imagination, and they dare not act.
In fact, such a large amount will not be transferred directly to the branch, but must go through the head office, which means that the leader already knows.
But they still didn't dare to do it. They stood there for a while with big eyes and small eyes. One of them said: "I'm going to make a call. No, I'll go there and ask in person! Don't move yet!"
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The money is temporarily stuck in the bank.
The news spread crazily across all ideological systems than before. Fox said he would give money, and everyone waited with Chen Qi. But now the money has really come through, and it's all in vain.
"I'll be a good boy!"
Ding Qiao was one of the first people to get the news. The old comrade couldn't stand the excitement and sat in a chair and marveled for two hours: "The Americans really gave 600,000! Xiao Chen's script is worth so much money? This, this..."
A conversion formula came up in his mind for no reason. According to the official exchange rate of more than 1.7 million, the annual salary of a thousand employees of Beijing Film Studio is only more than one million.
In other words: If you sell a script and count the salary alone, you can support Beijing Film Studio for a year.
Ding Qiao thought of Leader Zhu again and couldn't help but be happy: "Oh! How can I adjust this?"
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"Really? Are you really calling?"
Minister Ai of Radio and Television was also shocked, confirming repeatedly, and was speechless for a long time.
Radio and Television still wants Chen Qi, but why? They have to give him the same policies as the movies, or even looser policies than the movies. Maybe they will consider it, otherwise why would he come?
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Ling Mei and her husband were also in Cricket.
"Xiao Chen is really amazing, beyond imagination. Even the old man sighed, young people nowadays are amazing!"
"Do you think you can give him this money?"
"Just wait and see! If someone shows up and puts his own value here, who dares to force him? If he really forces him to leave, or even go to the United States, some people will be a big joke."
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The most stupid person is naturally Leader Zhu.
What is his thinking, or traditional thinking? It pays attention to the collective! Just like in the film industry, why are actors not stars? Why are actors' salaries not high? Why do actors have to live in Tongzilou and use urinals?
Don't stand out too much personally.
Chen Qi led Dongfang Company to a great career. Everyone knows that he has made outstanding achievements, but there is also tolerance in policies, support from leaders, and collective efforts. This cannot be denied.
But now, his personal attributes exceed the company's attributes. He is so awesome.
"This, this..."
Leader Zhu frowned, holding the China Youth Daily in his hand, which contained an interview with Gong Xue.
There is one meaning behind the words: I love this job, so I work hard here. Otherwise, where can I go with my wife and children? Do I earn your salary? Do I covet the company’s assets? That’s all.
I brought people to fight it down!
"Dingle bell!"
"Dingle bell!"
The phone on the table rang suddenly, and Leader Zhu answered: "Okay, I'll be there right away!"
When I hung up the phone, my face looked ugly.
What is the reason for this incident? The film is basically assigned to Radio and Television, and both Radio and Television and the Ministry of Culture are competing for Chen Qi, so the core is: How should Chen Qi and Dongfang Company arrange it?
Leader Zhu picked up his briefcase and prepared to go out, while muttering to himself: "I have never seen this before. I didn't expect that a young comrade could disturb so many people!"
(No more...
722 has entered the dark room)
Chapter completed!