Chapter 746 Losing Face
In a private room of a hotel.
Qiu Gangjian, the first president of the Screenwriters Guild, and five executive committee members Huang Bingyao, Wen Jun, Du Guowei, Wang Jing and Huang Baiming were all present.
Wen Juan told the story, and several people were surprised that something happened just one month after the association was established. They may have been forced to join the association, but after joining, especially after "becoming an official", their mentality was different.
On the one hand, Hong Kong really needs this kind of industry association, but on the other hand, it is equivalent to the younger brother being bullied and the boss not standing up, which would be a loss of face.
"Don't worry, we will seek justice for him!"
Qiu Gangjian was the first to express his position, and Wen Juan nodded: "I have comforted him and asked him to wait for the news. I came to you today just to study it."
Huang Bingyao said: "The contradiction is that a script costs 8,000 yuan. If the other party doesn't give us the money, we have to get the money back. There are three ways. One is to see if there are any friends we know who can help coordinate. It's more important for everyone to be friendly.
The second way is to take the legal route.
The third type, um..."
He didn't say it out loud, but everyone knew it, so find a club!
But normal people don’t want to be associated with the association. If you go to court and have to pay legal fees, who will get the money? The association is just a scratch and there are no detailed rules. They are willing to help Ruan Jiwen, but they don’t want to pay a high price.
"What is the origin of this Xiongwei company?"
"It's a newly established small company. The boss's surname is Kuang. He must have made some money in business and wants to get involved in the business."
"Then who knows this Boss Kuang?"
"I've asked around, but no one around me knows him." Wen Juan spread his hands.
"You have the most extensive connections. You can't even find us, let alone us."
"Anyway, try to ask as much as possible and find the best one. If it doesn't work, let's go with Ruan Jiwen to Xiongwei Company to see what the other party's attitude is. It's only 8,000 yuan, so it won't cause any trouble." Qiu Gangjian said.
"Do you want to tell Mr. Chen?" Wang Jing asked.
"We were selected just to do things. Why bother asking him for 8,000 yuan? It seems that we are of no use at all."
"That's it, it's only 8,000 yuan!"
These people are all leaders in the industry. Unlike the low-level screenwriters, they really don't care about the money and only think it is a small trouble.
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The origins of Xiongwei Company and Boss Kuang were very small, and a few people were surprised not to find any acquaintances.
There was no other way, so Wen Juan and Qiu Gangjian took Ruan Jiwen to ask for his salary in person.
As a result, Boss Kuang is not here.
The two of them were very responsible. They waited in the office and insisted on calling the clerk. After waiting for a long time, they finally got in touch.
Wen Jun answered the phone, expecting to face a verbal battle, but the other party's attitude was very polite: "Oh, I'm so sorry! I've found someone to study it carefully, and there may not be a market for this script. I'm hesitating whether to film it or not."
"Boss Kuang, you made an agreement. He will produce the complete script and you will buy it. Whether it is legal or in the industry, a verbal agreement is considered an agreement. To put it bluntly, you say you don't want it, but the script has already been translated.
Shit, turn around and take a picture yourself, this kind of thing has never happened before."
"How can I do that kind of thing? I really want to make movies, how can I survive in the industry in the future?"
"So! It's only 8,000 yuan. Boss Kuang's family has a big business, right?"
"Okay! Since you came forward in person, I will give Mr. Wen face, but I am going out to discuss another script now. If you ask him to come over tomorrow, I will definitely pay!"
Wen Juan looked at Ruan Jiwen, does this mean you accept it?
Ruan Jiwen struggled for a while, and then nodded as usual: "Then I'll come back tomorrow."
Everyone involved agreed and it was hard to say anything.
Several people left the company. Ruan Jiwen was very grateful and kept saying: "Thank you, thank you very much! Otherwise, I really don't know what to do."
"You're welcome, go home and have a good sleep. When you open your eyes, your career will be successful!"
Wen Juan patted him and watched the other person happily squeeze into a public bus. He suddenly sighed: "Brother Jian, the people behind the scenes have no status, and the screenwriters have no status. It's not easy for newcomers to get along."
"When do newcomers get so easy? When I first entered the industry, I was only paid 200 yuan to write a story. I was also cheated on my royalties. Who supported me? He is lucky. At least there is someone to help..."
Qiu Gangjian paused and said: "From this point of view, founding the association is a good thing and has merit."
"Yes, yes! From now on, we will help collect wages every day, and we will go straight to heaven after we die."
Wen Juan joked, got into his car and left.
He thought he had settled the matter and went back to the crew of "Flower Girl" to shoot a third-level film. But two days later, Ruan Jiwen came again.
"What? Still no money?"
"Boss Kuang is still trying to push back in every possible way, and he hasn't even seen a dime! I promised to give you money last time, so I'm afraid I'm just trying to deal with you."
"this……"
Wen Juan couldn't keep it off his face, and he didn't have any face to make such a fuss.
So he went to find him again, but the other party was never there. When he called, he promised and still refused to pay. After several times, Wen Jun summoned everyone again.
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
"What is this guy named Kuang doing? Does he understand the rules?"
"He still wants to make a movie? What a wonderful idea! Who would cooperate with him? His 8,000 yuan remuneration is in arrears and his reputation is ruined!"
"Go ahead and dream!"
"Then what should we do now? We can't even get back this little money. We are the ones who are embarrassed!"
"Then there are only two ways left..."
One is legal means, and the other is to find a society, but no one is willing to do this.
Wen Juan remained silent and said slowly: "Everyone, there is something wrong with this matter! What if, I mean what if, he doesn't want to make a movie at all? What if his purpose is to fool us?"
"What is he trying to do with us? We have no grudges, I..."
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
A thread flashed through the minds of several people: the Screenwriters Association was founded, and it was already announced that anyone who was owed wages would come to the association, but it turned out that they were really owed wages and could not get them back... So what became of the association?
What a joke!
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The Free Federation was interfered by the British Hong Kong government and was not allowed to be reestablished. The original small building was sealed and not in use. The rightists established a Guosheng Film Distribution Company to take responsibility for the Federation.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
In the office, Sun Wenzhi couldn't stop laughing.
The situation is different. He never wants to fight the leftists with real swords and guns. He just wants to disgust the other party.
"Well done!"
"The leftists want to form an association to completely control Hong Kong's entertainment industry. We will destroy this association. Didn't we say we would help collect wages? Let them ask for it! If we can't do what we promised, let's see who loses face!"
"Xiongwei Company is almost done, let them withdraw immediately!"
Sun Wenzhi made a series of arrangements and said: "Before the leftists react, start the other two companies and continue to play!"
"What should I do if no one comes?"
"No! Do you think all screenwriters can make a fortune? Most of them earn very little, and they will definitely rush for jobs if there are opportunities. I want to see, Mr. Chen sells a script for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but the bottom screenwriters don't even get paid.
So, how can everyone still believe him?!"
Chapter completed!