To publicize yourself?
Not likely.
He didn't have what Huayi wanted.
Just to make friends and have a meal, there is no need to send out Fan Bingbing.
"No introduction is needed." Wang Zhonglei said.
"No, if you don't even know Miss Bingbing, how can you hang out in this circle." Zhang Yuanjun was still not sure about Hua Yi, so he chose to show off his tactics.
Several executives from Huayi came to dinner together, and Wang Zhonglei introduced them to Zhang Yuanjun one by one.
This specification is a bit high.
Zhang Yuanjun became increasingly unsure about Wang Zhonglei.
Everyone sat down and various dishes were placed on the table.
I have long heard that the two presidents of Huayi like to hold banquets and parties in the headquarters building. When we saw them today, they were indeed very stylish.
At the banquet, Wang Zhonglei praised Zhang Yuanjun again.
Zhang Yuanjun had been waiting for him to make a move, but Wang Zhonglei could really sit still. At the table, he really only talked about romantic affairs, or about people, let alone movies, not even gossip about the entertainment industry.
During this period, he also told a few dirty and dirty jokes, which made the men and women at the table burst into laughter.
Zhang Yuanjun was deliberately arranged to sit next to Fan Bingbing. Fan Bingbing raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Let's have a drink."
"Okay, I've wanted to get to know you for a long time." Zhang Yuanjun raised his cup and touched it with her.
Both of them took a sip. It was okay if they didn't drink. As soon as they took a sip of wine, a vice president started to cheer: "We, Xiao Zhang, admire you so much. How about you two having a drink together?"
"yes!"
"that is!"
"Handsome men and beauties, let's have a drink!"
This group of middle-aged bosses don’t know what’s going on and what’s going on after just two sips of wine.
Zhang Yuanjun was very dissatisfied with this kind of person. He would go to sleep quietly when he was drunk, just talking.
Zhang Yuanjun was not used to this kind of people, so he said to the vice president with a smile: "Mr. Deng, let's have a drink."
Wang Zhonglei came out in time to smooth things over, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang is still a student. He talks nonsense about not giving up the cup."
Fan Bingbing also said: "Mr. Deng, why don't you have a drink with me?"
Fan served Mr. Deng a cup of wine, held his hand and forced him to have a drink, which won the whole house's applause.
After the dinner, Wang Zhonglei invited Zhang Yuanjun and several senior executives into his office for tea, accompanied by Fan Bingbing.
A few people smoked cigarettes, drank sobering tea, and said some harmless words. Afterwards, Fei Qi, the artist director of Huayi, pointed out: "Xiao Zhang, what are your plans for the future?"
Zhang Yuanjun knew that the real business had begun.
"Let's keep doing this. With "The Condor" and "Famous", I should be able to gain a foothold in this circle. I'll take on the drama later." Zhang Yuanjun emphasized again to block Hua Yi's words, "Fei You should have known I wouldn’t sign with an agency.”
Wang Zhonglei took over: "I know, I mean, we can change the way of cooperation."
In fact, Zhang Yuanjun does not object to cooperation with other companies. He still understands that working alone cannot achieve long-term results.
If you can have good cooperation with Huayi, it will definitely be of great benefit to you.
Huayi is about to reach its peak.
Zhang Yuanjun showed interest, and Wang Zhonglei continued: "We also know that you don't sign the company, it doesn't matter, we don't sign the agency contract.
"In this case, we will buy 40% of the shares of your studio for 100 million. The condition is that your net profit will reach 120 million in the next three years. If you fail to achieve this, we will buy back the 40% at an annual interest rate of 15%. of shares.”
Zhang Yuanjun smiled after hearing this: "To put it bluntly, it's just a bet?"
Everyone at Huayi was a little surprised. Gambling usually occurs in the real estate and investment industries, and there are relatively few people in the entertainment industry. Zhang Yuanjun actually knew about gambling.
It’s easy to handle if you know it.
Wang Zhonglei said: "It's a bet. You can start with 100 million yuan. Think about it, with 100 million yuan, you can open a studio as large as possible and make a profit of 120 million yuan in three years. You can do it with hard work."
Zhang Yuanjun said, "I'm used to being a laid-back person. I opened a studio just to work freely."
"Don't worry, after investing 100 million, we will not interfere with your work."
"But after you invest, I will work for you. With a net profit of 120 million in three years, I will earn 40 million every year. This achievement must be more than 80% of A-share listed companies." There is another cruel thing Zhang Yuanjun did not say , Huayi’s annual net profit may not be 40 million.
"The difficulty is a bit difficult, but only when there is a challenge can you be motivated. You can give it a try."
"Mr. Wang is so kind to you. My small studio is not worth 100 million at all. I will take the money to compensate for the loss." Before Wang Zhonglei could say anything, Zhang Yuanjun said, "Thank you for the hospitality tonight, Mr. Wang. If nothing happens, I'll leave first. Mr. Wang is welcome to come and sit at my place at any time. Farewell."
Before Wang Zhonglei could agree, Zhang Yuanjun had already walked out.
The people from Huayi did not stop him. Wang Zhonglei even said, "Bingbing, send it off for me."
There are two things Fan Bingbing doesn't understand. One is, as Zhang Yuanjun himself said, the inside and outside of his studio are not worth 100 million even if sold by the pound. Why would Wang Zhonglei give Zhang Yuanjun such an opening? High price.
Second, why didn’t Zhang Yuanjun take the money?
In Fan Bingbing's understanding, if you don't take the money, you won't get it for nothing!
100 million!
With 100 million in cash, he can make the studio bigger and stronger.
Isn't it just 120 million in three years? Whether it can be done or not is another matter. Let's take the 100 million in front of us first.
If it were her, she would definitely take it.
Assistant Xiao Zhao was already waiting outside the door, and the three of them walked out together.
Fan Bingbing said: "Actually, I think you can give it a try, just in case it works." She would not have such a good opportunity, and Mr. Wang would never talk about betting against her.
Zhang Yuanjun said: "This kind of bet will fail nine out of ten times. I don't believe that I will be so lucky that I can beat them."
Fan Bingbing smiled and said, "Despite your young age, you are very thoughtful. You think so long-term."
"I'm not thinking long-term, but I know that those who buy will never be able to sell well. If he can come up with such a gambling agreement, he will definitely be very sure of winning. I am not short of money to spend, and I am not short of money." Filming, why do you have to work so hard to bet on this with him?"
Unexpectedly, Fan Bingbing sarcastically said: "Hey, you are so loud. I believe you are not short of money, and you are not short of filming. Now everyone in the industry is short of filming."
Xiao Zhao on the side said quickly: "We just don't lack filming, we are..."
Zhang Yuanjun glared at her, and Xiao Zhao shut up obediently.
Fan Bingbing thought he had negotiated another drama, and smiled: "It's okay to have one and two movies in hand, but you also have to consider whether you will really be an artist for the rest of your life? If you win the bet, you will make more money. How comfortable it is to be your own boss.”
"I'm my own boss now." Zhang Yuanjun smiled, "No need to send it off, we're going back."
After sending him to the car, Fan Bingbing said: "You should really consider betting. Please call me at this time and contact me often in the future."
Give a napkin with your phone number on it.
The two left.
Zhang Yuanjun gave the napkin to his assistant: "Keep it, you may have to move around in the future." He didn't take it to heart.
(End of chapter)
