Xiying Audio and Video Publishing House, VIP Room.
Whoosh, whoosh, the hot water in the hot water kettle boils, and a faint white mist floats from the spout.
"How many high-ranking directors are there in Sijiu City?"
Lu Fei put his schoolbag on his back and walked aside, "Of course it's Yang Ma's deputy director, Gao Feng."
"Mr. Lu and Director Gao know each other?" Zhu Jie looked questioning, just like Lu Yu. Is it true? I don't believe it.
"Director Zhu may not know that the Science and Education Channel was created under the leadership of Director Gao."
Lu Fei said seriously: "I have a good relationship with the Science and Education Channel. After we go back and forth, we will naturally get to know each other."
Zhu Jie was doubtful, "In this case, Mr. Lu might as well ask Director Gao for a recommendation. Yangma's TV series has guaranteed ratings."
"Isn't that right? There is a dinner party tomorrow, and I plan to show it to Director Gao."
Lu Fei spread his hands: "I originally thought that Xiying would recognize this gift."
He really wanted to support Western Film. When the domestic film industry was making great strides, the old state-owned studios such as Nanfang Film, Beizhou Film, and the former Emei Film Factory and Changchun Film Factory also declined. The main reason was that they would not adapt.
In the past, film studios were only responsible for making films, film companies were only responsible for distribution, cinemas were only responsible for screening, and the road police were responsible for each section. Nowadays, investment, production, distribution, and screening are all integrated, and Western Film does not have the ability to integrate them.
"The way to Xiying should go to..."
He spread his hands and said, "Forget it, let's not talk anymore. Xiying doesn't invest in TV series, so it's useless to talk too much."
I hate the Riddler the most!
Zhu Jie was frightened by the high-pitched talk: "Don't be anxious, Mr. Lu, you look anxious!"
"Director Zhu, let's not waste each other's time."
Lu Fei shook his head and passed him by with long strides.
"Hey, Mr. Lu, I'll give you a treat, I'll give you a treat."
Suddenly there was a burst of hurried footsteps from behind, and it was Zhu Jie, "You haven't told me how much you want to invest?"
"4000000."
"Four million?" Zhu Jie narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Lu won't lie to me, right?"
"I'm an honest person, would I lie to Director Zhu?"
It’s hard to say!
Zhu Jie rolled his eyes. Four million was not a big number, but it was not a small number either.
"Mr. Lu really knows Director Gao?"
"Of course, can I fool Director Zhu?" Lu Fei said with a smile.
real or fake?
Zhu Jie weighed the relationship and his mind was spinning rapidly. When he walked to the door, he saw Lu Fei walking down the stairs, "Mr. Lu, it's an investment of 4 million and it's a TV series. I can't make the decision. Why don't you leave the outline and I'll help you." Submit it to the leader for instructions?"
"That's okay, Director Zhu, you have to hurry up and don't wait until it's too late."
Lu Fei raised his lips and showed a confident smile, "Maybe I'll go back to my mother tonight."
I believe you!
Zhu Zhu sent him to a taxi, then turned around, returned to the store, and handed the script to the clerk.
The clerk asked for instructions: "Director, do you really want to fax it back to the headquarters?"
"Pass it on, why don't you pass it on?" Zhu Jie said.
There was contempt in the clerk's tone, "We are Xiying, why are we investing in TV series?"
"You're such a kid. Mr. Lu is now our big customer. How can we easily offend him? Do you understand even if it's just a show? Don't I know that the higher ups won't agree!"
Zhu Jie put his hands behind his back, his eyes full of wisdom.
Although those words were very tempting, that dinner party was impossible, absolutely impossible. Lu Fei must have deliberately used it to stretch himself!
He even suspected that Lu Fei didn't know Director Gao at all!
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"Director Gao, Director Wang, we propose a toast to you."
In the splendid private room, the light is like daylight, illuminating the various dishes on the turntable. The four people sitting around the table exchange cups.
Lu Fei's mouth was no match for Gao Feng and Wang Lihuan's two mouths, so he quickly dragged Xu Lei to the wine bar. This big-armed man looked like he was possessed by the god of wine.
At the wine table, we had just preliminarily negotiated the exclusive title sponsorship fee for "Screening Room 10". This is a promotional channel for DVDs and videos developed by Feigou.com, and it must not be handed over to others.
Joyo.com tried to get involved and chopped off his claws.
"I originally thought that it would take two or three years for the Science and Education Channel to improve under my control."
Gao Feng's face turned red and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Thanks to Director Gao for his wise leadership, and thank you to Mr. Lu for his great ideas."
Wang Lihuan raised his glass, "I hope that the next "Let's Talk" can continue the momentum of "Screening Room 10" and become the second golden program of the Science and Education Channel."
"This mainly depends on the professors at Beijing University."
Lu Fei smiled and said: "But we are also willing to provide a helping hand."
Gao Feng and Wang Lihuan looked at each other, curious.
Xu Lei said: "We are trying to get Zhou Xingchi to come to Peking University to give a lecture. Maybe we can do a special episode of "Let's Talk" for him."
"Invite Zhou Xingchi to Beijing University?!"
Gao Feng was startled by this bold and unconventional idea, and subconsciously rejected it three times in a row.
However, exactly that can come true.
In the previous life, Zhou Xingchi took advantage of the popularity of "Westward Journey" and came to Beijing University to promote the premiere of "Shaolin Football".
Nowadays, they must be inseparable.
Lu Fei wanted to see Zhou Xingchi in person no matter what. Either he admired him so much or he was greedy for the flow of the DVD of "Shaolin Soccer", which was banned in mainland China after all.
Sometimes, the more forbidden it is, the more you want to violate it; the more you can't see it, the more you want to watch it. And this year, the national football team made it to the World Cup.
"Director Gao, Mr. Lu is an honest man and rarely praises Haikou." Wang Lihuan said.
"If Zhou Xingchi can really come to Beijing University, it will indeed be an opportunity for "Let's Talk" to become a hit!"
Gao Feng couldn't help but think about it and took the initiative to clink glasses with Lu Fei.
Bang, the red wine sloshed, the wine was chatting happily, the shadows of the glasses were intertwined, the wine was drunk and the food was enjoyed.
Seeing that the time had come, Lu Fei said he had a merciless request.
Wang Lihuan knew full well that Xue Xiaolu was half of his apprentice. At this time, he pretended not to know, took the script, and flipped through it a few times.
"This is a book written by a few friends and I." Lu Fei said.
"The script that Mr. Lu participated in?" Gao Feng squinted.
Wang Lihuan was covering from the side, pretending to be surprised and said: "Director Gao, and Xue Xiaolu from our program department."
"Oh, Xiao Xue is also in there."
Gao Feng became more and more surprised and read through it with interest.
Lu Fei explained everything about the investment and license.
"This good story is worth 4 million."
Gao Feng picked up the cold towel and wiped his face, his half-drunk eyes suddenly brightened.
"But the problem is that these two friends Jiang Wei, Tang Danian, and Mr. Lu are not well-known in the drama circle. It is not easy to get married to Yang Ma."
The implication is that Yangma does not accept unknown people.
Lu Fei had an honest face, "I can't bear it to be like "Journey to the West", where the pearl is covered in dust. Director Gao is an expert. Can you help me figure it out?"
Gao Feng pondered for a moment, looked at Lu Fei, and then at Xu Lei. These two were worthy of a close friendship.
"Mr. Lu, why don't I recommend a company to you?"
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After a few days, the migratory birds returned north and built nests.
Lu Fei returned home. On the trees in the yard, magpies were chirping. Then the phone call came. Tang Danian couldn't wait to announce the good news. In fact, there was nothing to report. With Gao Feng's endorsement, would the investment go smoothly?
But unexpectedly, what I was looking for was Baina Culture.
EMI belongs to EMI, and NA belongs to Warner. It is said that the leader Liu Dehong wants to dominate the Chinese music and film industry, and he is very aggressive. After all, he has the background of a central enterprise.
As for Xiying, there is no news. I gave you a chance but it’s useless.
He passed the house on Qinhai Road. It was dark, the door was closed, and there was no one there. She was still in Xiangjiang.
When you come back, do you want to give me a greeting gift?
Mei Xiangnan?
