Zhang Tan returned to the office, closed the door, sat in a chair, and processed the information he got from the conversation with He Miao just now.
The company planned to sell "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" but did not film it. It said it would be filmed later, but did not say the time, so no one will know whether it is the Year of the Monkey or the Horse.
If it were other screenwriters, they might be satisfied with this result. Regardless of whether the company films or not, the screenwriter has made all the money he should have earned. As for the company not filming, it is the company that is losing money, not him. For them, if they write 10 scripts and one of them is made into a TV series, the success rate is high. This is the norm in the film and television industry.
In the film and television industry, a prolific screenwriter often only releases one drama every few years. It is remarkable that he produces two dramas in one year. That is because the script was written into a book, published, bought by different film and television companies, and shot separately. .
People like Zhang Tan, who shoot one film after another and produce several works a year, are rare and rare.
After all, a person’s talent is limited and needs time to accumulate.
Unlike Zhang Tan, who should not be too relaxed when he is a copywriter.
Zhang Tan didn't know which film the company was going to start filming this time, and whose work it was. He Miao didn't say, and he didn't ask. It didn't matter whose work it was, as long as it wasn't his, it didn't mean much.
Because he has never read the other party's script, Zhang Tan doesn't know the level of the other party's work or how it compares with his own.
So he suddenly didn't know that the company rejected his work because of other considerations.
The company did not reject "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" like it rejected "Latent" last time. Instead, it chose to buy it first. Whether and when to shoot it is a matter for the future.
Zhang Tan knew that this was probably a measure taken by the company to appease him. It would not be used in the future, and it would be a few years before it was used.
Zhang Tan did not agree at that time and said he wanted to think about it.
He didn't understand the key and agreed just as he was preparing to go to work tomorrow. If "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" is not to be filmed now, it will be filmed. Although it will save a large amount of royalties, in order to maintain a good cooperative relationship with the company, he is willing to take this loss.
But when he was about to get off work in the evening, Jiang Rong found him and invited him to dinner. During the dinner, she told him the news she had received.
"The company selected Zhang Yuan's script this time," Jiang Rong said.
"Zhang Yuan?" Zhang Tan immediately thought of this person. He was one of the three screenwriters recruited by the company this time. He was famous for his historical themes.
"Her script is very good, but I think it's still a bit different from yours." Jiang Rong added.
"Thank you." Zhang Tan smiled, thinking it was Jiang Rong's words to comfort him.
Jiang Rong smiled and said: "I'm not comforting you, I'm telling you the situation seriously. Do you know why the company chose her script and gave up on yours?"
Without waiting for Zhang Tan to ask, she took the initiative and said: "Because the company believes that the resources are too concentrated on you, which is not safe and must be dispersed, that's why they are recruiting screenwriters this time, and that's why they have clearly issued a script invitation to you first. But three people were temporarily added, and in the end I chose them instead of you."
Jiang Rong continued: "The company's school recruitment plan for this year has been cancelled. It will not be carried out anymore. This has been the company's tradition for many years. It is canceled when it is said to be cancelled. It is because they want to find experienced people from the society, maybe to see your growth. Too fast, making them happy and wary, so they are eager to find someone to take over part of your role.”
"..." Zhang Tan was silent for a moment. After digesting the news, he sighed, smiled, and asked, "How do you know this? It's impossible for your level to have access to it."
Jiang Rong: "My level in the company is not high enough, but my dad has been involved in the filming of TV series before, and the screenwriter at that time was Zhang Yuan, so he has some contact with her. My sister told me this information. She knows that you and I are good friends. Just know what you know and don't tell it. I'm telling you this because I don't want you to be kept in the dark and suffer such hidden losses. It's not that you are inferior to others, it's just that you are stronger than others and you are treated unfairly. , I can’t be more angry, especially you.”
"Thank you." Zhang Tan said seriously.
Jiang Rong waved her hand and poured him some sake: "Don't say thank you, it's all in the wine."
"Drink less, you seem to be drinking more and more."
The world of adults is really complicated, far less simple than that of children.
Back to the little red horse, Dudu was crying. He stood in the yard with his little face turned to the sky, crying very sadly.
Liuliu stood not far away, panicking.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Zhang Tan happened to pass by and hurried over, squatted down, held the little girl in his arms, and comforted her softly.
Dudu just cried, and after a while he muttered something. He pointed to the place where Liuliu was standing just now, but found that Liuliu was no longer there, and there was no longer Liuliu in the whole yard.
The porridge is gone.
Jiang Rong continued: "The company's school recruitment plan for this year has been cancelled. It will not be carried out anymore. This has been the company's tradition for many years. It is canceled when it is said to be cancelled. It is because they want to find experienced people from the society, maybe to see your growth. Too fast, making them happy and wary, so they are eager to find someone to take over part of your role.”
"..." Zhang Tan was silent for a moment. After digesting the news, he sighed, smiled, and asked, "How do you know this? It's impossible for your level to have access to it."
Jiang Rong: "I don't have a high level in the company, but my dad has worked on a TV series before, and the screenwriter at that time was Zhang Yuan, so he has some contact with her. My sister told me this news. She knows that you and I are good friends. As long as you know it, don’t tell it. I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to be kept in the dark and suffer such hidden losses. It’s not that you are inferior to others, it’s just that you are stronger than others, but you are treated unfairly. , I can’t be more angry, especially you.”
Zhang Tan didn't know which film the company was going to start filming this time, and whose work it was. He Miao didn't say, and he didn't ask. It didn't matter whose work it was, as long as it wasn't his, it didn't mean much.
Because he has never read the other party's script, Zhang Tan doesn't know the level of the other party's work or how it compares with his own.
So he suddenly didn't know that the company rejected his work because of other considerations.
The company did not reject "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" like it rejected "Latent" last time. Instead, it chose to buy it first. Whether and when to shoot it is a matter for the future.
Zhang Tan knew that this was probably a measure taken by the company to appease him. It would not be used in the future, and it would be a few years before it was used.
Because he has never read the other party's script, Zhang Tan doesn't know the level of the other party's work or how it compares with his own.
So he suddenly didn't know that the company rejected his work because of other considerations.
