Rebirth of Hong Kong - 1978

Chapter 567 Sunglasses King

In the conference room, everyone's eyes were on Lin Daoqiu.

When he walked in, he went to his seat and sat down.

"I believe you all don't know why I called you over today."

The people below were listening to Lin Daoqiu carefully. They really didn't know why Lin Daoqiu called them here today.

"Actually, the reason why I called all the screenwriters of New Oriental to a meeting today is because I want to set up a screenwriting department."

Before Lin Daoqiu was born, almost most of the screenwriters were the most disadvantaged group in the Xiangjiang film system.

Unless they have the fame of Jin Yong and Gu Long, otherwise, they don't have any right to speak when filming.

This situation is especially obvious in the Xiangjiang film circle.

That's why after that, many people who were born as screenwriters directly changed their careers to become directors.

After all, regardless of the right to speak or the share of the movie box office, the money these screenwriters get is very little.

"I am also a screenwriter myself, so everyone present is my colleague. If you have any good ideas and suggestions, you can share them and discuss them together."

Lin Daoqiu's current title is still mainly screenwriter, but in fact, he has not encountered any setbacks at all since his debut.

Since the first play, he has been the screenwriter and producer, and the power in his hand is astonishingly large, and he has never been angered at all.

However, he is also proud of Lin Daoqiu's rise, which makes the screenwriter's salary slightly better than before.

However, the disadvantaged situation of screenwriters has not been improved because of this. Most screenwriters are still under directors, producers, producers, and even actors.

Among the people who came to the meeting today, Wang Jing can be said to be the one in the most disturbed mood.

He thinks that among these people, his level of screenwriting is a bit higher than all of them.

But in front of Lin Daoqiu, Wang Jing really didn't want to mention the matter of screenwriting, because until now, he has not forgotten how he was tortured by Lin Daoqiu in the first place.

"Mr. Lin, it would be the best if the salary of the screenwriter can be improved."

"Yeah, the box office of movies has been rising all these years, but the money we get is only slightly higher than before."

What these people care most about is money.

As for improving the voice of screenwriters in film production, they didn't even dare to think about it.

And even if the scripts they write can sell well at the box office in the end, I believe their first thought is to immediately switch to directors instead of continuing to be screenwriters.

"Don't worry, everyone. My idea of ​​setting up the screenwriting department this time is actually very simple. New Oriental will produce many films in the future, so it needs a large number of excellent scripts. In addition, I also want to take this opportunity to improve the salary of screenwriters."

When everyone heard what Lin Daoqiu said, there were happy smiles on their faces.

They have already heard too much of those words that are not true, but the real money is more encouraging to them.

"From now on, as long as the scripts you write are good enough, you can participate in the final box office share. As for the share, I guarantee that it will not be lower than the director."

After Lin Daoqiu finished speaking, the screenwriters on the scene were stunned, and their eyes widened almost at the same time.

If what Lin Daoqiu said was true, it would be great news for them.

Because this means that their efforts will be rewarded accordingly, which is something they didn't even dare to think about before.

And at this moment, Lin Daoqiu suddenly noticed that the author underneath was a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses, who looked familiar, but couldn't remember his name for a while.

After the meeting was over, Lin Daoqiu left the conference room and asked Fang Jinsheng to call the young man to his office.

Although he couldn't remember the other party's name for a while, Lin Daoqiu was very sure that he must have heard his name.

After returning to the office, not long after, Fang Jinsheng walked in with the young man.

"Mr. Lin, are you looking for me?"

As soon as the young man entered the door, his face was full of doubts. He didn't know why Lin Daoqiu called him over alone.

"What's your name?"

Hearing Lin Daoqiu's question, the other party quickly introduced himself.

"My name is Wang Jiawei. I just joined New Art City not long ago. I was notified to come to a meeting today, so I came here."

As soon as Wang Jiawei finished speaking, Lin Daoqiu suddenly froze in place.

He never expected that the young man standing in front of him turned out to be the king of sunglasses in later generations.

How did this guy come to work as a screenwriter in New Art City? Obviously, judging from his style, he and New Art City are two extremes.

"Oh, it's Mr. Wang, please sit down."

Lin Daoqiu still maintained a very calm expression on his face, but in fact his heart was already churning like a river.

At this time, Wong Kar-wai is not the great director who won awards and got soft hands in the later generations. Now he has not even directed a movie.

At this time, he is just a newcomer without any reputation.

Sitting neatly opposite Lin Daoqiu, Wang Jiawei was actually very nervous. After all, Lin Daoqiu in front of him was not only the best screenwriter and producer in the Chinese world, but also a film tycoon in Hong Kong.

Such a person, unexpectedly so young, looks like he is only in his early twenties.

If he didn't say anything, Wang Jiawei would have thought that the young man in front of him was just a college student.

"Are you also a screenwriter?"

Lin Daoqiu pretended not to know each other.

"I just graduated from TVB's director training class. Because I really like the film industry, I left TVB and joined New Art City."

Lin Daoqiu nodded while listening, but in fact he was not interested in how Wang Jiawei joined New Art City.

Wong Kar-wai's film style is regarded as a classic by many professional filmmakers, but unfortunately, the script he wrote does not match the style of New Arts City.

If he hadn't come to attend this meeting today, he would be expelled from New Art City in a short time.

"In this case, then you can work in the screenwriting department in the future. Specifically, you will review the manuscripts and then write the script. It should be no problem for you, right?"

Wong Kar Wai usually does these jobs, whether it is in New Art City or in New Oriental, it doesn't make any difference to him.

So Wang Jiawei didn't think too much, and immediately nodded in agreement.

After letting Fang Jinsheng send Wang Jiawei away, when the door was closed, Lin Daoqiu finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"The King of Sunglasses is really young..."

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