Restart the Flying Age

Regarding the ridicule in and out of Wen Hui's words, Wu Tao can only let it go.

After all, if the stall is too big, there will always be a difference between the importance and the importance; if there are too many careers, there will always be times when you can't take care of it.

So, this is not to say that Wu Tao ignores which piece he deliberately, or pays particular attention to which piece.

It is true that human energy is limited, and it is impossible to do everything.

Fortunately, I came here by myself, otherwise if I really forget this year's condolences, I am afraid that Wang Lao will linger for a year.

The magazine is full of shadows, busy, and full of printing ink.

Most of the employees are engaged in writing work, so in terms of personality, they are obviously not as enthusiastic and unrestrained as Yuankang Company.

Along the way, an employee who recognized Wu Tao nodded with a smile, even if he had said hello.

As for people like Wang Qian at the front desk of Yuankang who are screaming at once, there is no such thing here.

The two talked and walked to the front of the editor-in-chief's office. Wenhui was about to knock on the door, might as well hear fierce quarrels inside.

Wu Tao stopped her decisively, and then stood in front of the door and listened carefully, only to realize that it was Wang Yong who was born with the TV station, and he was bargaining for the price of Star Soul animation broadcasting rights.

The situation is a bit fierce.

Wu Tao shook his head with a wry smile.

The domestic animation industry is now in a slump, and it's harder to get a good price from the big lords of the TV station than to make it to the sky.

No way, this is reality!

Therefore, the Mandarin version of Star Soul is just a gift from Risheng News Agency in addition to the payment of the copyright share, and it is handed over to the Boku Manke News Agency for exclusive distribution in China Mainland.

Since it is a gift, the income is naturally owned by Boku Manke, and Rishengshe has no plans to ask for this money.

Later, Wu Tao learned that after returning to China, the reason why Risheng News Agency gave up this little money so simply is that it is really an animation that cannot sell a good price on China TV.

100 yuan per minute is already considered a face-saving price.

According to the final production cost calculation of the Risheng Society, the first part of Star Soul has a total of 36 episodes, each 30 minutes, and the total production cost is as high as 36 million!

That's right, it's RMB! This is equivalent to 30,000 yuan per minute.

Thinking about it, I feel extravagant, Wu Tao also secretly rejoices, but fortunately he didn't pay the money.

Because even if he could dig it out, he would feel very painful.

In contrast, the purchase price that domestic TV stations can give is simply a drop in the bucket. With such a huge input-output ratio, it is no wonder that there are no high-quality cartoons in China.

Fortunately, it's different now. Although the TV station's price is very low, it counts as much as the net income anyway.

That's why Wu Tao feels that Wang Yongsheng is too real, and just give some money to it. Why bother to talk about the production cost and high quality of this animation.

The masters of the TV station don't care about this.

Looking at Wen Hui at the moment, "Which TV station is there?"

"The person in charge of the Children's Department of CCTV, whose surname is Qiang. He came here accompanied by a director of the Provincial and Taiwan Advertising Department."

"Oh, knock on the door." Wu Tao took a step back and gave up the position to Wen Hui.

Sure enough, Wen Hui knocked on the door of the room, and Wang Yongsheng's angry voice soon came from inside: "Come in."

The door opened, and Wu Tao followed Wen Hui and entered. The two TV station masters sitting in front of Wang Yongsheng's desk did not even turn their heads.

"Do you still know how to come?" Wang Yongsheng's tone was harsh, vaguely with a bit of anger originating from the masters of the TV station.

Wu Tao was injured by mistake, and he didn't care about it at the moment: "Old Wang, Star Soul Animation can't sell at a good price. You don't have to worry. If you get angry with your old man's body, then you will lose more than you gain~"

This is also a little bit of a gun and a stick, but it's more cryptic.

So as soon as the voice fell, the two lords who had been facing their backs all the time, suddenly one of them turned around. When I saw it was Wu Tao, I immediately stood up, walked around enthusiastically, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Wu, I really didn't expect to see you here!"

"Director Zhao, I am also fortunate to meet!"

This director Zhao is from the Advertising Department of Taiwan Province. There was an intersection between the two parties when they were shooting advertisements in the Cultural Building and Yuankang Company. So the other party knew that Wu Taogui was the CEO of Yuankang Company.

When the two exchanged greetings, the CCTV master with a strong surname, from the beginning to the terminal, leisurely wandered around the coffee, and even looked back.

Upon seeing this, Director Zhao naturally did not intend to introduce the meaning of both parties. After all, this matter today, the two sides have not yet met.

As soon as the two people here released their hands, Wang Yongsheng over there couldn't help but exclaimed, "Do you know how much they plan to pay for Starsoul Animation?"

"Didn't we have exchanged this point a long time ago? There are few domestic exports, that's national conditions..." Wu Tao also continued to persuade patiently.

However, Wang Yongsheng blurted out without persuading his words: "30 yuan per minute!"

"Much...how much?" For a moment, Wu Tao thought he had misheard. It was not low, but ridiculously low, reaching the Mariana Trench.

Not only him, but even Wenhui was shocked when he heard it, "30 yuan per minute, which is only more than 30,000 yuan in total? Can any provincial and Taiwan satellite TV channel afford this price?"

At this time, the surname Qiang finally spoke, "Your animation is on the CCTV Children's Channel, and its popularity is much stronger than that of Provincial Satellite TV. Conversely, propaganda for your follow-up comic series can also be beneficial?"

"... Besides, the price I quoted is 50 yuan per minute."

Wang Yongsheng pointed at the other party and shivered: "50 yuan per minute is correct, but didn't you ask for a 20 yuan per minute rebate?"

Wu Tao finally saw the face of the surname Qiang, with greasy head and big ears, and his eyes looked like the swollen eyes of a toad, as if he had eaten Wang Yongsheng.

In fact, Wang Yongsheng didn't really care about the money for this matter.

After all, Bokeo Manke has sold more than 1.2 million copies in each issue, and he made his own money by doing his best.

What really made him angry was that he could see that the deputy director of the children's department with a strong surname was deliberately squeezing himself. After all, the fiasco of the picture book king at the time has greatly affected his image and prestige in the industry.

Now that I encounter this kind of guy who is accustomed to being a master, taking the opportunity to suppress himself and dominate him, I can't help it.

Wu Tao laughed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but his face became cold, and he walked over and helped Wang Yongsheng to sit down and said: "Wang, you sit down and rest first. Some people have been a master for a long time. It is unavoidable that they are ignorant and stupid. You can't make peace. They have general knowledge, just hit it out with one stick, and it's a hundred!"

As soon as I said this, no matter how stupid the surnamed master was, he heard it.

Immediately stood up and said: "Whose do you speak of?"

As soon as Director Zhao saw this posture, while pulling the surname Qiang, he asked: "Mr. Wu, dare you to ask what is your relationship with this magazine?"

Before Wu Tao could answer, Wen Hui said, "He is the boss of our magazine!"

"Huh?" Director Zhao couldn't help being in a daze, and this matter went sour...

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