"Mr. Pu, I admit that I gambled, but I won the bet. We completed the playback volume indicator given to us by Penguin, reaching 10 million plays in the first week, and won an exclusive broadcast rights contract of 30 million yuan, and

A large number of advertisers are contacting us for sponsorship, here is the list, please take a look.”

Mr. Pu, who just came back from having his feet pinched on the second floor:?

"Wait a minute, I just did a sweat steamer and squeezed it for an hour. My head is dizzy. Let me confirm again. What you just said is that your program has made money, right?"

Xiaoxing: "Yes, Mr. Pu."

Mr. Pu was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Then the question is, what program did you do?"

A smile appeared on Xiaoxing's lips.

"Mr. Pu, what we do is based on your instructions, isn't it? We filmed a show on the desert island survival action of the four of them, Mr. Meng, and it became a hit! A big hit! Today we are launching the second episode.

Millions of viewers watched it for the first time!”

Mr. Pu: "Me? Give me advice? Survive on a desert island? Oh, oh, that's right! There is such a thing as survival on a desert island. The four of them should come back by the time. None of this matters. You just said you earned it."

Got money?”

"The 30 million copyright contract is just the basic one. There are also title advertisers. The prices they offer are amazing~ Mr. Pu, just wait and count the money!"

Mr. Pu sat down on the chair and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands.

Then he thought for a moment.

I finally understand the current situation.

"In other words, in the past few months, you, Lao Meng and the other four have teamed up to create a show called "Desert Island Survival". It was launched within a week and made 30 million yuan. You still have the naming rights that have not been sold, right?"

Seeing Mr. Pu's "surprise" look, Xiaoxing felt very happy.

'Finally, I have achieved results that surprised Mr. Pu! He will definitely recognize me.'

With a confident smile on his face: "That's right! Several companies are currently competing for the naming rights of our program, and the highest bid has already arrived. This!"

Xiaoxing stretched out a finger.

Mr. Pu's heart skipped a beat: "No way?"

Xiaoxing nodded affirmatively.

Mr. Pu: "You're not talking about the unit I'm thinking of, are you?"

Xiaoxing looked at Mr. Pu encouragingly, waiting for his answer.

Mr. Pu swallowed.

"100 million?"

"Bingo! Mr. Pu Niubi!"

Mr. Pu’s mouth twitched a few times

"It's not as good as yours."

It's really crazy.

While eating the fruit plate and squeezing my feet, the company suddenly made money again.

Huh? Why should I say it again?

However, Mr. Pu still did not panic.

In fact, the only thing that has been stably received now is the 30 million exclusive broadcast rights fees given by Penguin, and program production definitely requires costs. Although Mr. Pu himself did not participate in this project, he knows that input and output are definitely positively related. The higher the output, the higher the cost.

If it is high, the investment will be correspondingly larger, and it is not certain that the two will be equal.

Just like "Unexpectedly", it's fine, no profit, no loss.

And the naming fee haha~ I won’t sell it directly! What can you do to me?

Put the money here, I don’t want it, eh~ It’s just for fun!

"Naming? What naming? We don't need naming! Capital will only affect our ability to make good programs! If we want to maintain our ability to create independently, we cannot sell naming rights. Letting the audience enjoy pure programs is what we should do.

Xiaoxing, do you understand?”…

Mr. Pu tried his best to persuade Xiaoxing.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoxing did not refute at all, but nodded in approval.

"Mr. Pu, you are so right! At first glance, you are looking at things from the perspective of our creators. You are worthy of being a leading figure in the new generation of screenwriters. I am deeply touched, and we think so too!"

Mr. Pu glanced at Xiaoxing in surprise.

How could he be convinced so easily?

Xiaoxing seems to be making progress too.

This kind of ideological consciousness brings more and more fish.

"Well, that's good. It's enough that you can understand my good intentions."

Xiaoxing immediately answered: "So I recommend choosing the title sponsor of this Haitian brand light soy sauce. They only ask for one line: It tastes better when it is dipped in ***! The brand has said it, and it will not affect our creation at all.

Just embed this ad into our show."

"And even if we don't insert ads, Penguin Movies will insert ads in the middle of our programs. It's the same for users. Why don't we make this 100 million? I'm sure it won't affect our playback volume."

!Coupled with the brand owners’ own momentum, they also have some channels and means to help us. Maybe it can even be improved to a higher level.”

"Not only did I meet your requirements, Mr. Pu, but I also made a lot of money, which is of great benefit to our company without any harm!"

Mr. Pu:(°ー°〃)

you

"I think it's better to forget it.?"

small star:?

Just as Mr. Pu was about to say something, his mind suddenly became excited.

"Well, I said forget about the choice, just settle on the soy sauce seller and make arrangements!"

Xiaoxing: "Okay! I'll contact them right away."

Mr. Pu looked at Xiaoxing leaving on the phone, secretly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Damn it!!!"

The system just sent an electric shock warning, which falls into the category of malicious compensation.

It was late afternoon and Mr. Pu was so angry that he had a toothache.

He closed the door, silently pulled out a small quilt from the small cabinet at the back and wrapped himself up.

"It's really cold today."

Mr. Pu leaned on the chair and slowly slid down unconsciously, slowly approaching the ground.

Then a sudden thought occurred.

"Fuck! Liang Sepi!"

Under the table, Liang Sepi was curled up, holding a bottle of champagne, and smiled evilly: "I hate it. I still found out from you, Mr. Pu, are you so happy that you have no place to vent now? One hundred million, one hundred million~ Do you want to drink it?"

A glass of champagne to celebrate?”

Mr. Pu: "."

&am;l;(｀^′)&am;g;:“Get out.”

Liang Sepi:(′?︵?`)

Liang Sepi took the champagne and walked away aggrievedly, saying things like, 'I was bitten by a poisonous snake on a desert island,' 'I bled for the company,' 'I made money for the company!' and so on.

Mr. Pu's face turned darker.

"It's the other way around! It's all the other way around! After MD's physical critical attack, you gave me a set of psychic damage? You guys are such dogs!"

Mr. Pu wrapped himself up in a quilt angrily, feeling helpless and furious.

Just over three months into this cycle, the first backstab came.

And the kind that cuts to the bone with such ruthlessness.

Mr. Pu suddenly became worried.

After thinking for a long time, Mr. Pu directly called Assistant Qi.

"Let's go buy a car!"

I’ll give you 10 million backhand!…

Mr. Pu looked around symbolically, testing the bottom line of the system while choosing a car.

Finally, I added a boss car for myself.

The Mercedes-Benz Maybach S-Class is actually enough for him, and it is also considered a popular boss car in China.

But Mr. Pu just wants to spend money.
To be continued...