I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

"Is this Chen Cong's brain pitted? After he invested 30 million in "A Big Story Westward Journey", he just bought a title ad space?

"Yeah, there is also that rich and powerful. Ten million can still be considered, but 20 million, Nima, what is wrong with your 20 million? It’s better to use it for a large-scale event. The advertising fee for a movie should be fine... and 20 million is enough to make a medium-cost movie!"

"Yes, I think so too, 20 million, not worth..."

"..."

In the evening, this group of investors gathered for dinner in a well-known five-star hotel in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province.

When they were out of "remote" entertainment, they were somewhat frustrated in their hearts.

They originally thought that a maximum of more than 10 million would be able to win the advertising space of "A Great Westward Journey", but halfway through the two rich two generations, Qian Fuqiang and Chen Cong, were killed.

One directly raised the price to more than 20 million yuan, and the other directly raised the advertising space to more than 30 million yuan!

Nima!

30 million to vote for an advertising space, and not including the box office share, how do you let them fight?

Doesn't this kill the price directly?

Is this still fun?

Even, if they didn't know that Chen Dashao had never been able to indulge in those messy things in the circle, they would even think that Chen Cong was directly called by Lu Yuan.

This is very depressing.

However, after eating most of the food and drinking most of the wine in the hotel, these investors suddenly felt that Chen Cong was stupid.

Twenty million!

thirty million!

What's wrong with this fifty million?

Do you use money to invest in a movie advertising space?

This is about to catch up with half of the investment in the movie, okay, and, the script of the movie, the actors, and even the director did not decide you just want to play it?

Are you not afraid that these fifty million dollars will be lost?

The more they talked, the happier they became, and the more they talked, the more they felt that these two rich second generations were stupid.

"Hahaha, young people are young people after all, after all, they can't hold their breath!"

"Yes!"

"We also let them order. If we pretend to raise a higher price directly, Chen Cong might dare to raise it again!"

"Old Chen is probably half dead!"

"That's for sure!"

Li Cheng of Mighty Sanitary Ware drank a lot of wine with a bright smile on his face.

In fact, he has been coveting the advertising space of "A Story of Westward Journey". In fact, he also thinks this is an opportunity in his heart.

But, let him take 30 million for an advertisement, how could he take it?

What a joke...

Is this a loss-making business?

"Haha, President Li, President Chen... You eat slowly, I will go to the bathroom for convenience..."

"Go go! Haha, Mr. Liu, can't you drink such a little wine? Too bad..."

"Haha, everyone eat slowly, eat slowly."

Li Cheng watched Liu Shaoan, the deputy general manager of Changtong Industry, walked out of the house staggeringly, with a ridiculous smile on his face like everyone else.

No one noticed that Liu Shaoan, who had been scolding Chen Cong's brain at the wine table, looked a little strange.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Shaoan didn't come back, Li Cheng didn't care, and continued to laugh.

Everyone keep eating...

Continue to drink.

"Hehe, I can't beat alcohol, I'll go to the bathroom too...you drink slowly..."

"Um, hahaha, are you old?"

"What is getting old, when I come back, we will fight another 300 rounds!"

"Haha, be careful when walking..."

"..."

At the wine table, Li Cheng was a little drunk and drunk. He found that there were fewer and fewer people on the table, and they all ran out, and never came back once they went out...

He is very strange.

Are this group of people running away?

That's not right, this table is only 10,000 yuan at most, no one cares about this, right?

Just when he was puzzled, an assistant's text message appeared on his mobile phone, and the assistant sent him a news link...

Then he looked at the connection...

"The winner of China's first Venice Best Screenplay Award turned out to be..."

"Breaking! The film "Seventeen-year-old Bike" written by Lu Yuan won the Venice International Film Festival this afternoon, and Lu Yuan won the International Best Screenplay Award!"

"Breaking! The world's top pianist Brando, in order to talk about music with Lu Yuan, actually planned to go to China in person?"

"Brando: I have the inspiration to create the above, and I hope to finish this song with Lu Yuan!"

"China Piano Art Association: This matter is true, and relevant people have been approached for preparation..."

"..."

After seeing these news, he was shocked, and then thought of Lu Yuan's "Journey to the West"!

Yes!

Lu Yuan can win a grand prize when he comes to any script, so his own investment in "Journey to the West" is not good!

and many more!

This……

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I am also a little drunk, I want to go to the bathroom, everybody..."

"..."

He stood up, greeted a few dazed people on the table and walked to the balcony next to the bathroom.

When he came to the bathroom and was about to call Luyuan Company to ask about the end of the film advertising space, he suddenly found dozens of people standing on the balcony...

These people you look at me, I look at you.

"..."

this moment……

He got it!

……………………………………………

The phone of the "remote" company was blown up.

When I thought that the sponsorship was over and everything started to get back on track, the group of investors who had left came back.

Everyone has only one purpose, and that is to be able to sponsor China Films and contribute to China Films.

In short, they are a group of people who love China.

They really hope that Lu Yuan can give them a chance to show off!

In this regard, Wu Tingting refused.

There is no shortage of investment in this movie, and there is no advertising space...

However, this group of investors unanimously asked about the advertising space at the end of the film.

The advertising space at the end of the film generally has little effect. After all, everyone looks at the movie. Who cares about your advertising space?

Wu Tingting felt that it was really bad to pit money from these people, so she naturally refused.

However, these people don't know why, and after they refused, they shouted more and more happily, from two million to five million...

Five million, an end credit ad slot?

Nima!

This is simply a sky-high price in mainstream movie advertising spaces.

Moreover, this group of people are still scrambling for fear of being robbed, and their voices are quite alert.

Wu Tingting had no choice but to find Lu Yuan...

"Mr. Lu, what do you think we should do about this?"

"How many people are there?"

"More than ten..."

"More than ten, fifty million?" Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes while sitting on the chair.

He was really dizzy.

Five million an end credit ad slot?

"Yes."

"Hey... Forget it, since they want to support our China Movies so much, we have to give them a chance... After all, everyone's hearts are hot... I thought about it, 15 million movies The investment is really not enough. If someone supports it, then we shouldn't let them down. Let's add some investment and make the special effects and details of the movie more detailed!" Lu Yuan shook his head, his expression a little embarrassing.

"President Lu... are you really ready to invest 100 million yuan?"

"What's a billion? Forty million! Wu Tingting, didn't I say before, the movie is good or bad, the box office of the movie is really not a big investment... and our investment is breaking the sky!"

"Mr. Lu, I understand."

"Go down."

"Yes."

After Lu Yuan waited for Wu Tingting to go down, his smile was as brilliant as a chrysanthemum in full bloom...

One billion!

Damn it!

The sponsorship fee alone has raised 100 million!

Nima!

A penny is not good, even after filming a movie is a big profit!

This **** is too cool.

However, after a burst of joy and stinky fart, Lu Yuan's smile gradually disappeared.

The theoretical knowledge of the driver’s license depends on the knowledge, English must be learned, and now Brando is coming to China, so he has to make up for his knowledge of Nima and the piano, and he has to prepare a similar piano music. ...

The complete piano song...

Lu Yuan really only knows some melodies in his memory, and he can't play any other songs that are complete.

Lu Yuan was very depressed.

He was upset, why didn't he learn piano music systematically when he was reborn?

Unfortunately, why not a guitar...

Lu Yuan would have a lot of guitar songs. After all, Lu Yuan did not play the piano one-tenth as many times as the guitar before he was reborn...

guitar?

Wait, did I think of something?

Lu Yuan's mind flashed, and then he forgot what he was thinking.

Forget it!

Don't want to, let's test the driver's license theory first!

Lu Yuan scratched his head, holding the book in pain.

There is a chance to make up the exam tomorrow.

He has to take it well.

…………………………

The far northwest.

The tent was set up, and the sky was filled with yellow sand.

The crew of "Assembly Number" has just taken root here and is about to start filming.

During the break, Wei Changjun showed a shocked expression on his face after reading today's almost explosive headline news.

But after being shocked, he seemed to think of something, and the expression on his face was quite strange.

"Investment of 100 million yuan. It seems that the total investment of this movie has gone to 200 million. Maybe it will be one of China’s highest investment costs in these years. Hehe, it seems that our competitors this time are terrifying. ! It would be wonderful if they collided together at the premiere."

"What's wrong, Director Wei?" Lu Yihong was strange.

"This time the opponent has invested more than us, the protagonist lineup is stronger than us, and the reputation is better than ours..."

"Director Wei, I have confidence in our movie, and with A Yuan's script, I don't think we will lose, and I won't lose anyone in acting!" Lu Yihong looked at Wei Changjun and smoked slightly.

"Yes, Director Wei, we don't have to worry about anyone!" Liu Hao nodded too.

After listening to Lu Yihong's words, Wei Changjun not only didn't feel relieved, but his expression became even more weird.

"No! Not necessarily this time."

"why?"

"This time our opponent is "Journey to the West", Lu Yuan's own movie..." Wei Changjun closed his eyes.

"..." Lu Yihong opened his mouth and his cigarette **** fell to the ground.

That self-confidence turned into astonishment. After reading the headlines, he didn't even know how to describe his feelings for a while.

This……

This Nima...