Zhuang Cheng rushed from the city to Cheung Chau Island overnight.
The filming of the "Female Fatale" series is called, and each episode is about 40 minutes. It tells a vicious woman seducing men, seducing women, and seducing people who are neither male nor female, to achieve various goals.
The actress has big tits and a squint ass. Each episode has a reversal, and the plot is silky and innovative.
Don’t look at shoddy production, but there are no other shortcomings except shoddy production.
Zhuang Cheng saw these two guys who were in trouble in the small building. At this time, he woke up from drinking and sat on the chair dejectedly. Wang Jiawei's eyes were a little straight, and he felt that tonight was the biggest difficulty in his life.
Who would have thought that Mr. Chen would be like this in private?
It makes no sense!
Liu Zhenwei was actually aware of his grandson and said, "Boss Zhuang, we admit our mistakes! We confess our guilt! You will beat us up. I just want you to not remember the villain's mistakes and let us go!"
"Ha! Do you think we are so ugly? Should you cut your fingers? Or do you pour cement into the pond? Or do you block you from entering the circle?"
You are very skilled in what you said!
Liu Zhenwei shivered and wanted to kowtow. The two of them were just small parties and couldn't fight with them.
"Okay! You don't have to beg for mercy, it makes me look like a villain. I will explain some things clearly first. Hong Kong filming of romantic movies is legal and compliant. We did not violate any regulations. We ran to Cheung Chau Island just because we didn't want to be disturbed. I didn't expect you two young men to break in!
If you are wronged, you can wait a moment before dealing with it after a few hours.”
"You want to imprison us?" Liu Zhenwei was even more afraid.
"We need to study some commercial secrets. Don't worry, you won't do anything to you. We have always been fair in our work."
Zhuang Cheng finished speaking and went out.
Wang Jiawei glared at Liu Zhenwei fiercely and said, "It's all your ideas, what should I do now?"
"I didn't expect this to happen!"
Liu Zhenwei was extremely depressed, and suddenly his eyes lit up again and he hurriedly said, "You are from Shanghai. Mr. Chen likes Shanghainese, you can plead with him! What you have met with Mr. Chen is in the Screenwriter Association."
"Where is Mr. Chen? We can't even go out!"
When Liu Zhenwei heard this, he became very depressed again: "Now I can only bless Boss Zhuang to show mercy and not to kill our fingers. He is a ruthless man and dares to go to the Golden Horse Awards undercover, which is different."
Zhuang Cheng was not sure what the two of them said about him, so he walked around Cheung Chau Island after he came out and ate something.
If these two grandsons are lucky, Chen Qi's plane will land in a few hours.
…………
As the anxious waiting was getting deeper and deeper.
Cheung Chau Island is silent, with only a few fishing fires swaying in the distance. The sea surface becomes dark and dampness comes with the cold. It will be late November and Hong Kong is also getting colder.
Zhuang Cheng contacted Chen Qi.
As soon as Chen Qi arrived home, he heard something strange: "One is called Wang Jiawei and the other is called Liu Zhenwei?"
"Yes! Wang Jiawei used to jump to Yongjia in Xinyi City, the young screenwriter. Liu Zhenwei used to have some reputation, but the company went bankrupt and disappeared for a while, but he didn't expect to go back to his hometown."
Zhuang Cheng understood the boss's ideas very well and said, "It's not illegal for us to shoot B-level movies, but it's not very good to have a reputation. I lack personnel here, so why don't you let them join the company to do some miscellaneous work? It can also block their mouths."
Do some miscellaneous work...
Chen Qi was happy and thought about it.
Liu Zhenwei can naturally use it, and the commercial films are of good quality. Wang Jiawei cheated on his father in the 1990s, and he can also go out to sea. Those pretentious art films are very popular among foreigners.
"You can absorb it and let them shoot a B-level film first, which is considered a letter of fame. You can briefly explain it to them and talk about our videotape route so as not to think we are keen on low-level fun."
"Okay, I understand how to do it!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Qi laughed again. Wang Jiawei was so dead that he was shooting American B-level films. Not to mention, he could definitely shoot an extremely beautiful breast.
Zhuang Cheng returned to the small building.
The two of them were having a meal and quickly put down their chopsticks: "Boss Zhuang!"
"Eat yours, listen while eating!"
Zhuang Cheng waved his hand and said, "You must be curious about why we filmed this kind of thing? Let me briefly talk about it. A series currently planned by "Female Fatale"..."
He explained and asked, "Do you know how much a movie costs?"
"I don't know!"
"Where is the profit?"
"I don't know!"
"The cost of such a film is $150,000-200,000. If we sell it in the United States, the market price is $500,000. Once we change the price, we will make a profit of $300,000. If we publish it ourselves, we will make more."
"Last year, the global videotape market reached US$7 billion, and North America accounted for half. We have a drama "Little Sweetheart", which had a box office share of 3.3 million, and a videotape revenue of 3 million, while its cost was only 200,000."
"You must know the results of "Black Man" and "Happy Death Day". When the video tape is released, I dare say that it will reach at least half of the box office. And we are expanding the video tape channel in the United States and doing our own business."
"Two types are two-pronged, one is a big investment and one is a B-level film that goes to theaters first, and the other is a small-cost B-level film that you just saw."
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Liu Zhenwei and Wang Jiawei were stunned.
No matter how talented they are, they just want to make a name for themselves in Hong Kong, but they suddenly soared to millions of dollars in the United States.
"You have caused trouble today, but I cherish you all talents and give you a chance. I invite you to join Legend Pictures..."
Before the two of them were happy, Zhuang Cheng said again: "But there are conditions, you are considered experienced practitioners. First, shoot a B-level film for the company. How about you try your skills?"
“…”
Wang Jiawei swallowed his saliva and felt like he was being forced to become a prostitute. He plucked up his courage and asked, "I, we want to film nude scenes too?"
"Nude is not necessary! The standards for B-level films are low-cost, short-cycle, typified, and can shoot elements such as violence, horror, gangster, science fiction, eroticism, etc., but there is one thing that cannot be lost!
You write the script yourself and direct it yourself. I will give you a budget of 200,000 US dollars. If you agree, you pretend that everything has not happened tonight. I will be very happy that the company has two more generals!"
If I don't agree, Zhuang Cheng didn't say it.
The two looked at each other and their minds were very quick. Liu Zhenwei was writing scripts at home, and wanted to prove himself. He immediately said, "I do it! Boss Zhuang can trust me, I am willing to do it all the best!"
Wang Jiawei was a little confused, but then he thought, I even wrote "I Love the Boldier Son-in-law" and pretended to be aloof?
Besides, there is a chance to shoot a movie!
"I, I do, too!"
"good!"
Zhuang Cheng was overjoyed and stood up to shake hands with the two: "We will sign the contract right away, you will not regret today's choice."
hehe!
If you don’t regret it later, let’s talk about it later. Now the two of them are also trying.
…………
"Yeah, I get it!"
"If it is a craftable material, you might as well give more opportunities. You just have to shortage of manpower. We will increase the output next year, and more people from the mainland will come."
"Boss, how many franchise stores can we reach next year?"
"This is hard to say, maybe 100 companies?"
Late at night, Chen Qi and Zhuang Cheng talked on the phone. The fatigue of getting off the plane swept across his body. He took a shower and fell onto the bed, just wanting to have a good sleep. But he couldn't sleep, so he was used to thinking about things every moment.
Now another year is coming, and soon it will be 1987.
I made a lot of money this year and have completed my basic accumulation. I can take a bigger step next year.
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