"Uncle Hui must have guessed it?"

Leaving from the mourning hall, Lin Yao thought thoughtfully.

Lin Shengwu died while investigating the cause of Lin Sanbao's death. With Uncle Hui's wisdom, it is not difficult to imagine that Lin Shengwu's death was not accidental.

What would he do?

Counterattack?

Lin Shengwu is dead, Lin Shengwen is expelled from the Pagoda Village, and he is even regarded as a traitor.

Once the three were gone, Uncle Hui's strength was greatly weakened. In addition, Uncle Hua is Uncle Dong's younger brother. If something happens, Uncle Dong will definitely be on his own. What will he do to turn against Uncle Hua?

"Go back so soon, it seems you are not very popular?"

Just as they were thinking, Lin Can and Lin Jingwen were back.

Hearing these provocative words, Lin Yaofu smiled and replied: "It's enough to get the heart, it's boring to be so stupid."

"snort!"

Lin Can snorted coldly and walked into the mourning hall.

Lin Jingwen didn't go in. He had nothing to do with Lin Shengwu. He came back to check it out because of his love affair and had no idea of ​​going in to burn incense.

On the contrary, when he saw Lin Yao leaving, he followed him and said, "Brother Yao, I have a movie that I want to start filming. Are you interested in investing 30 to 50 million?"

"So fast?"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment. If he remembered correctly, Lin Jingwen wanted to open a film and television company, which was only happened when he came back from Shencheng last time.

In just one month, the company, equipment, personnel, and scripts were all ready?

"The current film and television companies are very profitable. As long as they can be traded, it will be easy to make two or three times the price of a movie."

"I recently received a good script and planned to invest 50 million to try it out. If you are interested, you will also invest 50 million. Then we will share the box office in half."

"By the way, you know the heroine, too, Zhao Tai's ex-girlfriend Luo Qian, who has a very good acting skills."

It would be fine if Lin Jingwen didn't say it, but he was even less interested when he said it.

Luo Qian, does she have acting skills?

The bed and skills are almost the same.

Such a third- and fourth-tier star, who has made two bad movies, dare you let her play the leading female lead with an investment of over 100 million yuan?

My head is rusted.

"Brother Yao!"

Seeing that Lin Yao's attitude was inexplicable and didn't seem to be investing, Lin Jingwen hurriedly said, "If you are not very interested, you can invest 20 to 30 million yuan. I'm trying to find a way to do the rest."

"Jing Wen, you wanted to invest more than 100 million yuan in the first movie. Is this necessary?"

Lin Yao walked on the street and couldn't help but pour cold water on him: "You have just entered the industry, so it's better to invest safely in the early stage, such as investing millions, hiring outdated second- and third-tier stars, making small-cost comedy movies, supernatural movies and other practices, and you're almost playing big ones."

"Millions, that's so boring!" Lin Jingwen was reluctant when he heard this and defended him: "This is the first movie launched by our company. We must become a hit, open up the film market, and increase our popularity."

"I spent more than three million just to buy the script, and the actors and directors were carefully selected, and the box office had to be at least 500 million."

"How many dishes, I'll have 500 million?" Lin Yao was shocked when he heard this. In 2015, there were only 47 domestic films with a box office of over 100 million yuan throughout the year, and only twelve of them exceeded 500 million yuan.

On average, one movie can only be released in a month. Even if this year is 2016, the box office market is expected to be stronger than 2015, but the box office of 500 million is not a big cabbage.

"It's not much, but I have to invest more than 100 million yuan. In addition, I have to share the money with theaters, advertising fees, and various navy forces. I can't guarantee the capital without a box office of 300 million yuan."

Lin Jingwen is still carrying it. Whoever stipulates that the investment will be big, the return will definitely be big.

Has anyone ever seen investing hundreds of millions of dollars and having a box office of millions? This is not uncommon in the history of film.

"We won't talk about these useless things anymore. You can talk about the script first. After listening to it, I will decide how much to vote for you."

Lin Yao didn't say he wouldn't invest. For Uncle Dong's sake, he had to support him if he didn't have much or little. It would definitely not be possible if he didn't give up a penny.

When Lin Jingwen heard that there was hope, he quickly replied: "The plot is like this. a fell in love with b, b fell in love with c, c likes d, d likes not allowed b like c, c does not want d like a, a supports c to pursue d, b supports d to pursue a, and in the end a became a mistress for d, d married c, and b died of cancer."

"It's messy, a little messy!"

Lin Yao only felt that he was too impressed.

Can this kind of film get 500 million in box office?

It’s almost the same to let Wang Zuxian, Zhang Guorong, Zhu Yin and Zhou Xingxing play.

Man, this kind of mischievous love film was no longer popular in Bangzi Country ten years ago.

I still want to stir-fry the cold rice, do you believe it if you starve to death?

"Brother Yao, isn't the script great?"

Lin Jingwen was like being recommended by someone, and he firmly believed that this film would become popular.

Lin Yao scratched his head, and he was also a little worried and said bluntly: "I don't understand what you are saying at all. Let's do this. I'll invest five million to you, and you don't have to consider me if you want to share the box office."

"Brother Yao, there are only five million. You are not doing this to me, right?"

Lin Jingwen looked disappointed. He now pieced together everything and could take out at most 50 million, but there was still 50 million left.

Five million, what's hard to do?

He paid Luo Qian 10 million, and where to find the remaining funding gap?

"I have used a lot of money recently. If you don't have enough money, please ask Uncle Dong. Uncle Dong knows that you want to make a movie, you will be so happy that you can't sleep. You will definitely support you strongly."

Without waiting for Lin Jingwen to say anything, Lin Yao hurriedly said, "Okay, let's do it. I have to go back and rest. I will have to attend the funeral of Shengwu tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask my dad. If I can't, I'm thinking about other solutions."

Lin Jingwen left reluctantly, obviously still worried about the capital.

Lin Yao looked at his back and turned his eyes. Suddenly he thought of a good idea, so he shouted: "Jingwen, have you ever asked A Can? A Can is very rich and doesn't know how to spend it. You have such a good project, so take him to play with you!"

"It makes sense!"

Lin Jingwen was radiant and ran into the mourning hall to find Lin Can.

Lin Yao's mouth raised slightly, how could he be cheated by himself? He had to take Lin Can with him no matter what he said.

If Lin Jingwen recommends Lin Can and asks him to spend 50 million to make a movie, he will not lose his life if he turns back.

No words all night, the next day

Today is the day for Lin Shengwu to have a funeral. Uncle Hui invited a singing and dancing troupe from outside to let Shengwu leave lively.

Lin Yao was wearing a black casual outfit, and Yuan Kehua was responsible for driving, following the funeral team to the mountains.

There is a mountain to the north of Tazhai, and there is the ancestral tomb of Tazhai in the mountains.

Born here and died here, this is a cycle of reincarnation.

It takes eight miles to enter the mountain, and there are many teams to see you off and many cars to follow.

In front, the drummer was playing and beating, behind them were twelve strong men carrying coffins, and then there were hundreds of young and old who came from three families and won the favor of Lin Shengwu.

There are also people coming to other rooms, such as Lin Can, Lin Jingwen, and young people who are about the same age as Lin Shengwu and have some love.

Cai Xiaoling and Lin Shengwu walked in front, one holding a photo of Lin Shengwu holding a photo and the other holding a ashes of Lin Shengwu.

In the photo, Lin Shengwu is wearing a black suit and smiling brightly.

This was taken by Cai Xiaoling when she was pregnant. She took a family photo at that time, and she chose one as a portrait.

I'm afraid Lin Shengwu didn't expect that in just a few months, he would lie in the small box and leave his pregnant wife.

Dripping and ticking, the suona is blowing loudly.

Paper money rises with the wind, floating and floating.

Lin Yao was sitting in the car, not knowing what he was thinking, but he felt that time passed quickly, and he arrived at Beishan Tomb. In a blink of an eye, there was a new tomb on the tomb, and it was time to end.

"Shengwu!"

The last handful of soil was filled with it, and Cai Xiaoling fell to the ground with a wail.

"Xiaoling, Xiaoling?"

Many people rushed up, and Lin Yao hurriedly got out of the car.

When he saw that, Uncle Hui looked ferocious and roared: "Call the ambulance, call the ambulance!"
Chapter completed!