Chapter 429 God, Do All the Ants Passing by Have to Pay You Taxes?

Negotiation.

It is a science.

Hsin Xiaoqi is just a beginner.

Unable to control the overall situation, showing all the cards, worrying about gains and losses, anxious, nervous...

She made all the mistakes that should be made.

In the end, she had no choice but to be controlled by the film producers, but she was unwilling to fail and finally only had anger.

When a person is only angry...

This negotiation is doomed to fail.

However...

When Zhang Sheng sat in the chat seat, those arrogant film producers finally realized what a master is.

The young man in front of him, smiling and neither humble nor arrogant, seemed to be more difficult than ever...

He didn't talk to you about movies, let alone the market...

He just talked to you about concepts, dreams, the future, Steve Colt sitting next door drinking tea, and what the [Southern California International Film Awards] would be like in the future...

Sometimes.

The same sentence feels completely different when spoken by different people.

Zhang Sheng, like a young man drawing a blueprint, told them one story after another.

The amazing thing is...

Reason told them that they couldn't listen to Zhang Sheng anymore, because the content of their conversation had deviated too far.

However, a certain desire deep in their hearts told them that they wanted to listen to Zhang Sheng's continued boasting...

And!

What was even more incredible was!

Their intuition told them inexplicably that the man in front of them was very likely to stir up waves in the global film industry in the future!

An hour later, the film producers were fooled into thinking their heads were like paste, and they were very eager to refute some of Zhang Sheng's words in their hearts, but Zhang Sheng's words seemed to be based on the underlying logic and were unbreakable!

Then, they signed a cooperation contract inexplicably.

………………………………

Midnight fell.

The excitement of the [Southern California International Film Awards] gradually subsided.

Ke Zhanchi seemed to have been drained of the last bit of strength from his body, and sat blankly in the screening room of the movie "Afterlife".

The staff urged him to leave quickly...

The screening room was about to close.

But he did not leave. Instead, he stared blankly at the big screen that had long since stopped lighting up.

[Ke Zhan Chi, don't doubt yourself! ]

[The movie "Afterlife" is not bad, it's really not bad, you are talented! ]

[The success or failure of a moment cannot explain anything, cheer up! ]

[...]

Ke Zhan Chi's phone kept ringing with text messages from his girlfriend Jiang Xiaoyou.

She was trying her best to encourage him.

Ke Zhan Chi did not feel any comfort, but became more and more lost and self-doubting.

The movie "Afterlife" is a magical love movie that tells a story of a ghost's unfinished love...

He spent more than half a year and invested in this movie. He thought that the movie "Afterlife" was more delicate and delicate than any of his previous movies!

But...

The screening effect was not satisfactory, and the word of mouth was mediocre, and even to some extent, it was not as good as that "That Summer".

What makes Ke Zhanchi even more unacceptable is that there are fewer and fewer audiences in the screening hall, and at the same time, the ratings are getting lower and lower...

In the field of romance films...

More and more people are comparing this "After Life" with "My Sassy Girl Sadako". He has heard countless voices like [Director Ke is getting worse and worse], [You've made too many bad movies, and now you can't go back? ] [Can't you learn from "My Sassy Girl Sadako" next door? Don't you know how good this movie is? ] [...]

This evening, the last screening for "After Life" ended.

In the screening hall with 300 people, only more than 30 people sat...

It barely made up one-tenth!

Among them, several were film critics...

Looking at the disappointed expressions on the faces of the film critics, Ke Zhanchi's heart seemed to be hit hard, and he couldn't breathe.

No film distributor came to see the film...

"Sir..."

"Please let me sit for a while..."

"This...Sir, but tomorrow morning at six o'clock, another film will be released, you..."

"I will leave before six o'clock!"

"Okay then!"

Ke Zhanchi watched the staff leave the screening room.

At this moment...

There was no one else in the entire screening room.

Scenes emerged in his mind...

There were reflections!

There were doubts...

But more of self-doubt, and he once thought he was out of date.

But, in the dark, he could not get any answer...

Time passed little by little.

When it was four o'clock in the morning, he sighed and walked out of the screening room.

He saw the stars in the sky twinkling, and also saw the screening areas of the [Southern California International Film Awards].

The once muddy Rossinya has become neat and tidy at this moment...

Last year, there were still shabby houses on both sides, but this year, rows of hotels have been built, and looking at the windows of the hotels, I guess the hotels are full today.

Far away…

In front of the big stage of the Southern California International Film Awards, a group of staff installed a large display.

The display lit up.

There are rows of movie deals on the monitor!

The first thing you can see is a big character!

[The newcomer's new movie "My Sassy Girl Sadako" sold tens of millions yesterday! 】

[Director Bi Feiyu’s new work "Prisoners" sold the game rights yesterday! 】

[The old work "Seven Days to Die" continues to make efforts, and the adaptation rights were sold at 3 o'clock in the morning today! 】

["Temple Run" has sold the US game license! 】

【……】

He raised his head and looked at the screen.

On the screen...

Groups of data are beating, these are the sales data of the [Southern California International Film Awards] yesterday.

And below the screen...

The staff opened up a large room and put up a billboard for the [Southern California Film Exchange Area]!

Ke Zhanyi was shocked!

He could not have imagined that the [Southern California International Film Awards] had already formed a very simple film trading market similar to Cannes and Venice!

Five o'clock in the morning.

The sky began to gradually lighten up.

At this time, Ke Zhanyi received a call from the official staff of the [Southern California International Film Awards].

The staff told Ke Zhanyi that their [Southern California Film Trading Zone] is officially open today. By then, countless film dealers will come to select and purchase films. For participating films, booth fees are free. By then, he hopes he can bring "Afterlife" came to his booth...

What is the purpose of making a movie?

Of course it’s to make money!

Ke Zhanyi took a deep breath, made a call to his team, and then walked into the [Southern California Film Trading Zone] market.

The staff was surprised when they saw him. They didn't expect someone to come in so quickly.

But then he greeted him enthusiastically. After learning that he was a member of the crew of "Afterlife", the staff quickly took him to a slightly remote corner.

"We are here, will there be film producers coming over? If possible, I hope to add some money and change it to a relatively conspicuous location..."

"Sorry, we analyzed based on the viewing data of the screening. This is a rule..."

"this……"

After the staff finished explaining, they ignored the confused Ke Zhanyi and walked enthusiastically to the door to greet another wave of filmmakers...

At nine o'clock in the morning.

There are gradually more and more people in the [Southern California Film Exchange Area]...

Many film production units who received the news came to their booths after arrangements by the staff.

Ke Zhanyi felt aggrieved and depressed.

"Director Ke, we can't sell copyrights at all in a corner like this. Isn't this a joke?"

"Director Ke, the [Southern California International Film Awards] was an award that you and Mr. Zhang originally organized together. In any case, there is a lot of love, right? It's fine that Mr. Zhang doesn't give us special treatment. Why are you treating us like this? us……"

Assistant director Jiang Rong complained, her face full of resentment.

But Ke Zhanyi stopped Jiang Rong from complaining and sat on the chair silently.

He naturally had some invisible resentment, but when he thought that his performance in "Afterlife" was indeed unsatisfactory, he sighed in his heart.

No matter what kind of incense love...

None of them are as important as a hit movie!

And it seems that this "Afterlife"...

Just when he was depressed, he saw a group of copyright dealers coming to the door...

He saw Jiang Rong subconsciously rushing over with the promotional materials for "After Life".

About ten minutes later...

He saw Jiang Rong walking over excitedly.

"Director Ke, our copyright is going to be sold!"

"What? How much?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the other party took one look at our information and took out the contract..."

"ah?"

"Go and have a chat!"

Ke Zhanyi was stunned.

Walk forward subconsciously.

He introduced himself as the director of "Afterlife" and then what kind of movie "Afterlife" is.

But the copyright owner frowned and didn't say much. He didn't seem to listen to his continued introduction. He just took out the contract: "One million yuan, we bought it!"

"ah?"

"Is one million yuan too little?"

"We in Pakistan don't have much money and a small budget. If you want to sell it, you can sell it. If you don't sell it, I'll look for someone else!"

"Sell!"

After seeing that the other party was Batie, Ke Zhanyi gritted his teeth and nodded. After reading the contract and confirming that there was no problem, he sold the copyright of "Afterlife" at a low price just like selling vegetables.

After selling the first copyright of "Afterlife"...

Ke Zhanyi's mood improved somewhat...

But then he realized something was wrong.

It seems that some film dealers, especially some Asian film dealers, are just like shopping when they come to buy the rights. Regardless of the quality of the movie, as long as they see the movies in the [Southern California Film Exchange], they buy them all. Again.

It seems vaguely like buying it to use as a video library?

…………………………

at the same time.

On the other side, Steve Colt, who had just gotten up, saw Zhang Sheng walking in.

After the two chatted for half an hour.

Steve Colt looked at Zhang Sheng and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Zhang Sheng, we didn't buy all the movie adaptation rights!"

"Mr. Steve Colt... please support our [Southern California Film Exchange] and give dreams a chance!"

"Mr. Zhang Sheng, I have spent 10 million US dollars to buy the adaptation rights of your "7 Days to Die"!"

"10 million US dollars have been spent, do you care about 1 million RMB to buy the adaptation rights of other movies? This is our cooperation agreement... For any future blockbuster movies of our [NC Entertainment], we will give priority to cooperating with your [Pixar Pictures]!"

"You are... in your Chinese language, it is a forced sale!"

"One million, you only need to spend one million RMB! For God's sake, I can assure you... this deal will be the most valuable deal for [Pixar Pictures]!"

"Zhang Sheng! You don't believe in God!"

"I can believe now! I can believe at any time!"

"What on earth are you trying to do? Do you have to create the illusion that the [Southern California Film Trade Zone] is prosperous and everyone can sell copyrights?"

"No, Mr. Steve Colt, I am just throwing out a brick to attract jade! Let more outstanding filmmakers from more countries see the market of our [Southern California Film Trade Zone]... [Southern California International Film Awards] is the hard work of Mr. Avery Zaxi, you don't want his hard work to be wasted..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Mr. Zhang Sheng, don't "brainwash" me anymore, why do I feel like trading with you is peeling my skin, God, do even the ants passing by have to pay you taxes?" Looking at Zhang Sheng with a sincere face, Steve Colt took a deep breath.

"No, no, no! Mr. Steve Colt, you are not an ant, you are an elephant, and I am the little ant..."

"..."

(Continue to update twice, backache)