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Chapter 8 The old man

Inside the room, the fat man nervously observed the surroundings. There were no kidnappers in the living room. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bathroom. There might be a few big men hidden inside...

Yu Ersan picked up the script on the table and threw it to the fat man casually: "This is the script, you can take a look!"

The fat man took the script skeptical and glanced at it. After watching it for a while, he put it down and looked at Yu Ersan: "Er San, someone really wants you to film? How much investment? I took a look at this drama. If you don't say anything else, it will cost at least 10 or 20 million. That idiot is so rich? I will introduce me to you, and I want to film a drama too!"

Yu Ersan gave the guy a blank look: "Okay, I invest in part of this drama myself. I'm looking for investment later. Are you interested in being a cameraman?"

The fat man nodded without hesitation: "Okay, just notify me when the computer is turned on. If it's okay, I'll leave first!"

Although the fat man believed Yu Ersan a little, he still suspected that there were a few big men hiding in the bathroom!

"Don't worry, let's talk about the treatment first!"

"It's all brothers, please look at it!"

At this moment, a sudden sound came from the bathroom, which scared the fat man trembled all over. It was not true. Now, it is a society ruled by law, and kidnapping has no future. I have nothing else except the two hundred kilograms of meat on my body...

"Well, what do you think of 800,000?"

Yu Ersan felt that he needed to test the bottom line of the system.

Hearing the number of 800,000, the fat man was stunned, his eyes widened, staring at Yu Ersan, his body trembling slightly, 800,000, the fat man has not made so much money in the years as a photographer...

However, Yu Ersan sighed: "It's a bit high. Your fat man's level is 800,000. Forget it, 700,000!"

The system still refused. Yu Ersan looked at the fat man who was still excited and shook his head: "I thought about it for 700,000 yuan. After all, this drama is part of my own investment. As a brother, you should be able to understand me, 600,000 yuan, no, 590,000 yuan..."

In the end, Yu Ersan talked to himself for a long time and fixed the price of the fat man at 330,000 yuan. After the system did not continue to object, Yu Ersan breathed a sigh of relief. 330,000 yuan was more than 300,000 yuan than the 300,000 I had guessed before. It seemed that this fat man still had something to do.

"Er San, just tell me the real price. How many brothers have accepted it!"

The fat man felt like he was riding a roller coaster, and his mood was one after another. However, the price of 330,000 yuan was acceptable. He could make almost such a small profit for a year, and he could not even make money.

"About 330,000, write a contract, give me a card number, and I will transfer the money to you later!"

"real?"

"Why are you lying to?"

The fat man quickly took out a contract from his bag and handed it to Yu Ersan: "Ersan, there is no need to write a contract, there is a ready-made one!"

I glanced at the contract. It was a simple employment contract, but it was not a film and television contract, but there were not many problems. Fatty Yu Ersan could still trust him. After all, he was a brother for many years. Although he had a little trick, he was someone Yu Ersan trusted more in some aspects.

After the contract was written, Yu Ersan looked at the fat man, thought for a while and said slowly: "Fat man, I want to tell you something!"

"What's wrong? Er San, you didn't regret it?"

"It won't be true. It's like this. Can you lend me 300,000?"

“…”

It took Yu Ersan five minutes to finally let the fat man understand his operations. The fat man looked at Yu Ersan with a suspicious expression. He didn't understand what Yu Ersan was going to do. He first gave him 330,000 yuan and then lent him 300,000 yuan. Wouldn't this guy give him a deposit of 300,000 yuan directly? Will the 300,000 yuan be given to the filming? Is the fat man who is the one who is 300,000 yuan short of the person?

"Er San, you're not laundering money, are you?"

"roll!"

"Then I won't be the 30,000 yuan Is this real reward? Is 300,000 yuan your kickback? Ersan, you are too dark..."

Although the fat man said this, he still transferred 330,000 to Yu Ersan the 330,000 he had just obtained.

"Don't worry, I'll give this money to you after the filming!"

"Then I'll leave first. By the way, do you want an actress? I know a few girls from Beijing Film Academy here, and the conditions are good!" The fat man blinked at Yu Ersan after he said that.

"roll!"

"Okay!"

The fat man picked up his contract and other things without hesitation, opened the door and prepared to leave.

"Send the photo first!"

"Hehehe, I know!" The fat man made an o**k gesture and left Yu Ersan's room.

After the fat man left, Yu Ersan lay on the sofa. Now he seemed to be able to get a ten-game draw? The balance in his bank card was more than 200,000, the salary he directed was 500,000, and the 300,000 yuan of Fat man, one million yuan could be used.

"No wonder so many people want to enter the entertainment industry. As long as they are involved with this thing, they will make a lot of money!"

Yu Ersan couldn't help but sigh. He just made a simple operation. His legal income was 800,000 yuan. If it weren't for a system, he regarded this ten million as the money of investors. He and Fatty could get more. As expected, there are many bad movies in the entertainment industry. It's not that there are no reasons for not shooting. You can make so much money without shooting? Who wants to make money with your heart?

However, Yu Ersan did not prepare for ten consecutive draws as soon as possible. He calmed down for a while and slowly spoke: "System, how do you calculate the profits of the TV series profit?"

This is what Yu Ersan thought of when he was chatting with Fatty. When he was chatting with Fatty before, Fatty finished reading the script and told his own guess. From the script, this drama is considered an excellent TV series and should not lose money. If it is well filmed, it can even make money. At this time, Yu Ersan thought about how to calculate the profit part!

Now I have 10 million yuan of funds and can get 30 million yuan of investment, and I can also account for 25% of it. In addition, my script can account for more, which can account for about 30%, or even forty%. How to calculate the amount of money for the TV series income settlement at that time?

"Fifty percent of the profits are systematically recycled, forty-nine percent set up a foundation to rescue those in need, and one percent is the host income!"

Hearing this, Yu Ersan became silent. Originally, Yu Ersan was still interested in playing, but now he suddenly couldn't have such thoughts and became silent. Forty-nine percent of the time, a foundation was established to rescue people in need. If he made the drama well and sold the TV series, many people might get help because of themselves.

Yu Ersan took a deep breath, put away his playful smile, took out the script of Lightning Sword again, looked at the script carefully, and kept circled it around the script. Although Yu Ersan was systematically rated as an inequality director, he graduated from the director department after all, and he still knew a lot of things.

"Well? These scenes are still a bit small!"

Yu Ersan frowned as he looked at the script of the first Cangyunling Battle. He had experienced the Cangyunling Battle himself. When comparing the contents of the script, he couldn't help but frown.

"This kind of military-themed movie is a bit difficult to review and requires some connection. If it is best, you can find people in the army to be extras, which can save a lot of money!"

Yu Ersan had a rough idea in his mind, and slowly took out his cell phone. After thinking for a while, he called his grandfather's phone number. If he wanted to shoot this drama well, he still needed his grandfather's help. However, when he thought of the anti-Japanese hero he had filmed before, Yu Ersan wanted to slap himself.

At noon the next day, Yu Ersan came to a sanatorium in Jinling with sunglasses and a baseball cap, carrying a script and a novel about the sword.

"grandfather!"

In the sanatorium, Yu Ersan's grandfather was chatting with a few old men. Yu Ersan stood respectfully and dared not speak. There was no way. The old men who could live here were at least at the level of a general in the past, and his grandfather was one of them.

"Two and three are here!"

"Old Yu, your grandson is here to see you!"

"snort!"

Old Yu glanced at Yu Ersan, then stood up and left. After seeing this, the other old men immediately said to Yu Ersan: "Your grandpa is angry, hurry up and persuade him!"

"Thank you Grandpa Liu!"

After saying that, he quickly chased after him and reached out to support his grandfather: "Grandpa, grandson is here to see you!"

"You still have the face to come back. What did you take pictures of Lao Yu's faces have been thrown away by you!"

When Yu Ersan was about to shoot the script, Lao Yu was still very excited, but when he saw the film, he was almost angry and was admitted to the hospital on the spot.

After lunch, the grandfather and grandson didn't say a word. Yu Ersan wanted to say anything, but the old man was a war-torn person after all, and he was full of momentum. Yu Ersan didn't dare to speak at all, so he could only lower his head and finish it. After the meal, the old man looked at Yu Ersan: "What are you doing when you are back this time?"

"Of course I'm here to see you, Grandpa!"

"to be honest!"

"Grandpa, this is an anti-Japanese novel I wrote without any trouble. Look, I am going to make him a TV series!"

After the words came, he slapped directly on the table. The old man glared at Yu Ersan: "Do you think it's not embarrassing enough?"

"Grandpa, from the script to the filming of that TV series, I just had a name, not what I wanted to film. I signed a contract with someone else at that time, so I couldn't..."

Hearing Yu Ersan's words, the old man's face looked better: "Save the things, I will take a look when I have time!"

"Then grandpa, I'll leave first!"

Yu Ersan quickly put down the novel of Liangjian, and then quickly left the sanatorium, fearing that he would stay, he would be hung up and beaten by his bad temper. It is said that his father didn't want to study back then, so he was beaten by his grandfather!

After watching Yu Ersan leave, the old man picked up the novel left by Yu Ersan and slowly started reading it.

"Is Li Yunlong?"

The old man thought about the name of his old comrade. Without this name, he continued to read. The novel Liang Jian itself is adapted from real characters. Although the content is artistically processed, the novel itself has extremely high artistic value. Especially for people like the old man who have fought the Japanese, it resonates with them.

"This seems to be General Zhang's business!"

The old man frowned and continued to read it. After an afternoon, he finished reading the book and slowly closed it. The little brat in his family seemed to have some skills. Although this novel is a bit exaggerated, the old man also understood one thing. This is a novel, but the story is very exciting.

"General Zhang!"

After reading the novel, the old man already understood who the protagonist in the novel was. He couldn't help but recall the glorious years before, and finally wiped his eyes with his hands. Although his grandson did not make a good TV series, he wrote a good story.

"The story is good! This kid has a little bit of my ability back then!" After giving Yu Ersan such an evaluation, the old man got up and left the study, preparing to exercise his muscles and bones.

When Yu Ersan left the sanatorium and returned to his home, he lay directly on the sofa, stared at the ceiling and sighed. It seemed that the possibility of using the old man to find some relationship was almost zero. The old man probably wouldn't be able to read his novels, so he couldn't help but worry about money.

"Have you really had ten consecutive draws?"

Yu Ersan said to himself, but suppressed this idea. First of all, only 200,000 of the money was his own, 300,000 was borrowed from the fat man, and 500,000 was his own labor expenses. Before he had no choice, Yu Ersan was not going to rely on ten consecutive draws to gamble a 30 million yuan of funds. After all, he had a very clear luck since childhood, and the Fifty Chief was the best name for himself.

"It seems that we can only use the script to fool Boss Coal!"

However, Yu Ersan soon thought of another question. He didn't seem to know any coal boss, and he didn't even have any acquaintances in some film and television companies. The last filming company was a bag company, so I looked for them. I don't know what the filming looked like, so Yu Ersan didn't want to ruin a classic by himself.

The next morning.

At Jinling Sanatorium, a editor-in-chief of Changjiang Publishing House brought two assistants to the sanatorium and visited the elderly in the sanatorium one by one with a smile on his face.

"What did that group of people do?"

"Officials from Changjiang Publishing House are going to ask us old guys to write two autobiography. You said we are good at fighting, so who can write autobiography?"

"Hey, if the political commissar is still alive, he should be interested. He used to like to write things with his small notebook!"

“…”

Hearing the old guy beside him whispering, Lao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't know how to write an autobiography, but the novel written by his grandson seemed to be good. Thinking of this, Lao Yu slowly stood up and walked over there slowly.

"Old man, this is my business card. If you want to write it, remember to contact me!"
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