This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 380 Ding Xiu started a company and became his own boss
Hearing Yang Siwei's words, Ding Xiu smiled: "Let her go."

He knows Zhao Liying's situation better than anyone else, the little girl didn't cuddle up to him as rumored by the outside world.

The reason for the frantic acceptance of dramas is simple, that is, to make more money.

She doesn't have the arrogance of a professional actor. It's too far away for her to chase performances for the sake of art. Filming is for making money and living, that's all.

The company's resources are limited, and the heroine can't have it if she wants it. If she wants it, she can only wait and endure it.

But Zhao Liying couldn't afford to wait. In a limited time, she could only make more money. Her ambition was very small. Ding Xiu estimated that she could earn a million and 80 before she was ready to close the mountain.

This is still different from some professional actors.

Like Qin Hao, he never made a movie during college, and he didn't make a movie for several years after graduating from college, just because he wanted to wait for a good script.

It's not just Qin Hao, there are also such people among actresses. Some people are arrogant, and they don't act unless they are heroines, and then they wait for seven or eight years.

"Let's go, don't bother me if you have nothing to do these days."

After saying this to Yang Siwei, Ding Xiu left the office, and the employees he met along the way greeted him one after another.

With a glance, he found that there were more and more people in the company, and there was almost no room to sit in the office. Some interns only had a chair, and several people shared a table.

……

"Ming Jin, Dark Jin?"

In the courtyard, Ding Xiu sat under the jujube tree, listening to Zhang Wei's words and fell into deep thought.

He didn't expect Zhang Wei to learn something real from Mr. Li's place.

Zhang Wei showed incredible eyes: "No, no, Brother Xiu, you don't even know this?"

Isn't the common sense of the "practice world" very simple for a master like Ding Xiu?

Generally only novices don't know that after beating three or four people with one hand, they think that their kung fu has reached the peak and they are invincible in the world.

In the end, he was told that he was just standing at the starting point of martial arts, and there was still Ming Jin behind him. After he learned Ming Jin, he learned that there was still dark Jin behind, and then he climbed all the way up.

Ding Xiu is so powerful, he shouldn't even know these things.

"I'm in the mountains, I don't know if it's normal, my master didn't tell me."

Finding a reason, Ding Xiu perfunctory.

He really doesn't know what is bright and dark.

In his time, kung fu did not distinguish between realms, only life and death, and realms were useless.

No matter how powerful you are, if you stand still, a six-year-old child can stab you to death with a knife. In a life-and-death struggle, even a careless person will die.

Or drink a handful of rat poison, arsenic, and crane crest, and King Kong will die if it is not bad.

No matter how bad it is, when you take a nap at night, if the smoke is blown into the room, you will not be slaughtered.

However, the bright energy and dark energy summed up by modern people also have some scientific basis. Ding Xiu thinks that the state can only represent the state, not the kung fu.

Actual combat ability is actual combat ability, kung fu realm is kung fu realm, the two are different, the former is more important.

Just like a diploma is a diploma, work ability is work ability, the two are related, but not equivalent.

"No one told you that you can practice like this, it's amazing." Zhang Wei admired him very much, and asked curiously, "Brother Xiu, are you in the dark now?"

Ding Xiu got up, came to a boxing sandbag in the yard, and murmured softly: "Concentrate your energy, so it won't condense?"

Taking half a step back and striding forward, Ding Xiu punched out suddenly.

"Stab!"

After a muffled sound, the sandbag was torn, and Ding Xiu's entire fist got inside.

Withdrawing the fist, a hole the size of a fist appeared on the sandbag.

Zhang Wei on the side opened his mouth wide and his jaw dropped in shock. The sandbag was the kind in a boxing gym, a vertical tumbler, and the bottom was fixed to the ground with screws.

Zhang Wei has hit this sandbag many times, and it is impossible to penetrate it.

Because this is a tumbler, if you punch down, the sandbag will run forward with a little more force, and then bounce back, and the force will be removed.

In an instant, Ding Xiu pierced the sandbag with a punch, and the sandbag did not shake the whole time. How did he do it?
"An Jin?" Zhang Wei said.

Ding Xiu nodded: "According to Mr. Li, it should be."

"Fuck!"

Zhang Wei's mentality collapsed.

What did Mr. Li say, he has never seen more than twenty Anjin in his life.

He still clearly remembered Mr. Li's face when he said this, and he seemed to be amused by him asking this stupid question, just like a primary school student asking a teacher if there are many Nobel Prize winners.

At the same time, Mr. Li yearned for this realm, showing envy.

In the end, when I came back and asked, Ding Xiu turned out to be a fucking dark force.

As soon as his knees were bent, Zhang Wei was about to kneel down, but Ding Xiu, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, held his arms and prevented him from kneeling down.

"What are you doing?"

"Brother Xiu, I want to learn Anjin."

Zhang Wei's expression was more sincere than Qin Gang's when he said to the technician in the bathing center, Coach, I want to learn to drive.

"Then you don't need to kneel?"

"Can you teach me without being a teacher?"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with this, first do this, then do that, and the dark energy will come out."

Zhang Wei was confused: "Why do this first and then that?"

Ding Xiu was amused: "The bright energy can be sent and received freely, and the dark energy can be released when the internal energy is concentrated and not dispersed."

Zhang Wei scratched his head, he understood every word of these words Ding Xiu said, but he was confused when put together, what does it mean to be able to send and receive freely, and what is to be coagulated but not scattered?
Seeing that he was confused, Ding Xiu shook his head: "You haven't learned to walk yet, you have to learn to run. How can it be so easy? Come on, let's help each other, and I'll see what you've achieved during this time."

10 minute later.

Zhang Wei sat down with his back against the tree, clutching his belly, his facial features were distorted.

"Brother Xiu, your kung fu is a bit complicated. Muay Thai, Sanda, Shaquan, Baji, Bagua, you have everything."

In just 10 minutes, he saw too many shadows of fighting in Ding Xiu's boxing techniques. It was hard to imagine that someone could synthesize so many martial arts.

Ding Xiu threw the towel to Zhang Wei, and said calmly: "At my level, I no longer stick to specific martial arts. No matter what, as long as it is useful, I can use it."

That's right, he is just using it now.

Whether Muay Thai or Brazilian war dance, as long as it is a practical move, he will learn it.

So much so that his fighting style in fighting looks a bit complicated, and a bit, dazzling.

Because once it's shot, it's all famous tricks.

Line-changing kicks, sticking to hills, poking feet, flying knees, jumping elbows, combined uppercuts.

"Excellent." Zhang Weiqiang gave a thumbs up despite his uncomfortable body: "Is this the director of Jibaijia? He really is a great master."

A generation of masters took conservative photos.

As for Ding Xiu, a pervert, he is better than the movie himself.

"It's still far away. When I can defeat the opponent in the simplest way without sticking to moves, that will be a grandmaster."

Don't stick to the moves, forget what you have learned, and defeat the enemy with the fastest punch and the greatest strength. This is the highest state of martial arts.

It's just that Ding Xiu is still far away from this realm.

He has been learning modern martial arts for the past few years, but he hasn't fully understood, Wing Chun's Inch Fist, and Beng Fist. He also wants to learn these Chinese martial arts.

"You're awesome." Zhang Wei didn't know what words to use to describe Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, isn't it a bit wasteful for me to be your bodyguard? Why don't I give you [-] a month from now on, otherwise I feel bad about it."

Ding Xiu's mouth twitched. It was the first time he heard that he had to pay for work.

Is this the legendary saying that you pay to work, you get exercise, and the company can complete the task?
But what Zhang Wei said was not unreasonable. It was a bit wasteful for a special soldier to stay by his side as a training partner every day.

"Let me tell Lao Qin, let's set up a security department, you go to be a coach, train people, and serve as bodyguards for other artists in the company in the future."

There are many artists in the company. For female artists, security is indispensable. Some organizers do not arrange security, and they cannot always have security by their side. It is safer to have a bodyguard by yourself.

Don't underestimate the power of security, it is very necessary during commercial performances.

Ordinary people care about the law, but some bosses don't care, they will do it as soon as they say it, and if they are coerced and lured, it is easy for the timid to be bluffed.

The reason why Zhang Wei was not appointed as the manager of the security department was because he did not understand management.

Teaching people to fight and cultivating security awareness are what he is good at, and the management is left to professional people.

Zhang Wei struggled to get up, grinning and said: "This is fine."

Finally, there is no need to be a sandbag hammer for Ding Xiu.

……

Qin Chao Entertainment, Ding Xiu's office.

Qin Gang trimmed Ding's cigar and handed it over to him before cutting it for himself.

"The security department is all trivial matters. You just need to tell the people below. After all, you are the big boss. There is no need to run for these trivial matters."

Ding Xiu took a puff of his cigar and said, "I'm thinking, I don't know who to look for."

He should be most familiar with the management of the company, Yang Siwei, the director of the artist department, and Zhou Haopeng, the director of the publicity department.

Qin Gang laughed: "You just don't come to the company too rarely. You usually run here when you have nothing to do, hold a few meetings, and gradually get acquainted."

Ding Xiu shook his head: "I'm not interested. If I have the time, I might as well do Paoquan twice at home."

"Is your cannon fist serious?"

"What do you say?"

"I think it should be serious, let's have a blast."

"I'll go to you."

The two chatted for a while, and Ding Xiu saw that Qin Gang's white hair had grown again, and he was a lot older. His female secretary hadn't been changed for a long time, so it seemed that he was really old.

"Old Qin, you have worked hard these past few years."

Qin Gang was just taken aback, and said: "Although you have not been in the company these few years, your contribution has been greater than mine. If it weren't for your financial support, the company would not have developed so fast."

The most profitable person in the company is Ding Xiu, but his money is all his own. According to the regulations, the company should send the money to him after the salary is paid. However, Ding Xiu is more generous and delays the salary. The money stays in the company's account for a period of time.

Sometimes it is paid once a quarter, sometimes only once a year.

Don't underestimate this year or so, you must know that Ding Xiu's annual income is tens of millions, and the company's operability is too great during the period when the money is lying on the company's account.

Pay employees, invest in projects, develop scripts, and more.

Even if you don't do anything, it will be a lot of interest to put it in the bank.

It can be said that Ding Xiu's contribution to the company is no less than that of the chairman who works overtime every day.

"When it comes to salary issues, here's what I think. Do you want to start your own company? In the future, the company will use your money, and I will use your company name to invest in shares."

"Investment is risky, because it involves your money, so I have to tell you, don't look for me if you lose money."

After thinking about it for a while, Ding Xiu understood what Qin Gang meant, that he wanted to bring himself to make money.

Everyone knows that the film and television industry makes money. After these years of development, Qin Dynasty Entertainment is on the right track and can make money every year.

Although I am a major shareholder, the company earns dividends, pays wages, and pays heavy taxes. It is far better to start a new company and make more money by working together in my own name.

This wave is equivalent to using the company's network resources to work for themselves.

"Okay, let's do it."

You're welcome, Ding Xiu nodded in agreement.

Qin Gang breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Ding Xiu would be too loyal and would not agree: "Leave me the registration of the company, and I will let you know when it is done. The company address is temporarily set in Shanghai, and the professional team is also simple. A group of people who resigned from here went over."

It just so happens that the company has a lot of people recently, and there is almost no place to work in the office. Let Ding Xiu treat it as a branch office to share the pressure of the head office.

"Do you have any ideas about the legal person? I mean use my company's legal person."

"Listen to you."

Ding Xiu, the legal representative of the company, knew that he was a middle-aged man in his 40s. Qin Gang specially found him from the hospital. In some years, it is a matter of a few years if we can't keep up.

Glancing at Ding Xiu, Qin Gang said solemnly: "After the establishment of the company, you will manage it yourself. Try to choose some reliable people, pay more attention to everything, and don't be fooled by the people below."

"Entertainment tax is a heavy tax. If you want to earn more, you can ask financial help. They have reasonable ways to avoid..."

Ding Xiu raised his hand to interrupt Qin Gang's words: "Forget it, it's not necessary. There's nothing you can do if you earn a few million more every year, and there are still risks. Let's go according to the normal procedure."

Qin Gang said: "Five or six million is not a small amount of money. If you are worried, you don't have to. Many people do this now. If something goes wrong, the legal person, the accountant, and the manager will be responsible."

Now that technology is advanced, many things can be solved by computers. Many people say that in the 21st century, many jobs will be replaced by robots.

Qin Gang has always agreed with this sentence. In the age of science and technology, it will be a matter of time before human beings are replaced by machines.

But he believes that the accounting profession will never be replaced, because robots will not go to jail.

Ding Xiu took a deep look at Qin Gang: "This kind of thing doesn't happen in our company, does it?"

"No, because it is not necessary. The tax is mainly due to individual taxes. That is to say, for artists who work alone, it can reach up to 40.00%. There are not so many small and medium-sized enterprises. This is also the last two years. s reason."

"Our Qinchao Entertainment is a company that has been established for many years. There is no need to engage in those vain things. Our company can fully afford the tax."

When the company first started, Qin Gang also thought about saving some money every year, but he didn't expect the company to develop so fast, and he didn't have time to implement it, so it was no longer needed.

Qin Chao Entertainment despises such a small amount of money.

However, if this money is placed on an individual, it is not a small sum of money. The higher the income of the artist, the more so.

Therefore, in the past few years, more and more artists have opened studios. Turning individuals into companies can save millions of dollars, and 800 to [-] million.

"That's good. Let's earn some money that should be earned. Don't earn money that shouldn't be earned. Anyway, the current money will never be used up in a lifetime. Why bother?"

"Well, that's the reason."

Without talking about this topic again, Qin Gang said: "Ghost Chuideng will start filming at the end of the year, will your company join in?"

"Okay, how much do you need to invest?"

Money is idle, and he can't give birth. If there is a chance to make money, of course Ding Xiu will not let it go.

He and Huang Bo starred in Ghost Blowing Lantern, and it is also a well-known IP, clearly making money.

"I asked someone to calculate it. The entire production cost may be about 5000 million. The company plans to invest 2000 million, and the remaining 3000 million will be used. How much do you want?"

The production fee of 5000 million is quite a lot. It is definitely a big production. Aside from the salary of the actors, the money spent on cutting edge is also tens of millions, which can do a lot of things.

Regarding the special effects in the film, it is bragging to ask Hollywood to listen to the special effects team, but it is more than enough to invite top Korean teams.

Ding Xiu secretly calculated, 5000 million investment, [-] million box office is needed to pay back the cost, in the current market, it is still possible.

The important thing is that movies are not a one-off deal, and subsequent copyrights are also a big deal.

Some companies can rely on the copyright of a movie for many years.

PS: I went out of town yesterday and didn’t bring a charger with me. I ran into some troubles at night. I didn’t update in time, and I didn’t have time to ask for leave. Sorry.

(End of this chapter)