I have to teach the world a lesson.

Chapter 247 Zhang Sheng Showing His Fangs
coffee.

Somewhat bitter.

Zhang Sheng never puts sugar in his coffee, and he likes the astringent but mellow taste very much.

Fendi sat in front of Zhang Sheng.

With one hand holding the wall of the mug, the freckled face is visibly tangled.

The Chinese man in front of him, although his eyes are peaceful, looks harmless to humans and animals.

But the aggressiveness is extremely strong, like a beast with a mouth full of fangs, so greedy that it wants to swallow anything!
He seems to want it all.

There are contracts in front of her.

Exclusive copyright in France, exclusive copyright in Brazil, exclusive broadcasting rights on video sites...

He wanted to sign almost any copyright for her short film "Fright Night".

and……

He didn't just want to sign the rights to her "Fright Night" short film.

He even wants to sign her man!

Storyboard director, screenwriter consultant, visual effects artist, soundtrack engineer for the horror movie "Seven Days to Kill"...

A series of titles made Fendi dumbfounded.

"If you want, I even want to invite you to be the spokesperson of our company's brands. I know this is sudden, but please allow me to introduce my brands and their turnover in the past five months..."

in the cafe.

Fendi heard Zhang Sheng introduce his companies.

He speaks in a very gentle voice. When introducing the company, he will tell all the "history of entrepreneurship" of the bosses in the company.

Like a storyteller who is very good at telling stories, he tells the history of entrepreneurship with ups and downs and thrilling...

As Fendi listened to the story, images uncontrollably appeared in his mind, like a bystander watching the rise of "little people" one by one.

After listening to the story, she still couldn't finish it, and she had the illusion of wanting to participate in it and become a part of the "team"!
Fendi lost his mind briefly, then shook his head violently!
In her mind, she thought of the branded clothes that Bi Feiyu wore before taking the stage.

She took a deep breath, took a sip of coffee, and her eyes flashed with reason: "Mr. Zhang Sheng, although I am rude to say this, I suspect that you are brainwashing me..."

Zhang Sheng smiled: "Mr. Bi Feiyu is the director of "Seven Days to Kill", and Mr. Avery Tashi is the producer and art consultant of our film... They are all members of my team. I will brainwash you. What do I have? Is it good?"

"Mr. Zhang Sheng, why did you choose me?"

"Because I appreciate the short film "Fright Night", our movie "Seven Days to Kill" lacks a master like you who can create a weird atmosphere..."

"..."

Hearing the word master, the fledgling Fendi couldn't help trembling in his heart, but he still kept his sense: "I want to think about it!"

"Okay, here is my contact information, after you think about it, feel free to contact me!"

"it is good!"

"Do you also want to consider the authorization of the short film?"

"I can authorize you first!"

"it is good!"

Fendi saw Zhang Sheng push his glasses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. Then, a beautiful and tall French girl knocked on the door and walked into the box.

"Miss Elaine, this is the exclusive license for the short film "Fright Night"!"

...........................

early morning.

A ray of sunshine rose from the east, shining on the land of Berlin.

Bi Feiyu signed one contract after another with Zhang Sheng.

Bi Feiyu, who stayed up all night, was naturally very tired. In the early morning, he could still talk with Zhang Sheng, but after four o'clock, his mind was muddled.

For a while, he didn't know what Zhang Sheng said to these people...

[Berlin International Film Festival] Half a month before the award ceremony, Zhang Sheng followed him to every crew.

They put their faces together and contacted one director after another, and one producer after another.

But Zhang Sheng felt that it was still not enough...

So, I came into contact with the staff of one film after another.

Lighting engineers, sound engineers, artists, and even some miscellaneous drama managers...

He is passionate about them!
24 hours a day, for almost ten hours, he invites these people to drink coffee, eat, take a walk, and talk about their dreams...

When he arrived in Berlin, the mobile phone card he just bought was so exaggerated that it rang every few minutes.

How sophisticated must a person be to do such a crazy thing?

Bi Feiyu didn't know, but what Bi Feiyu knew was that Zhang Sheng almost broke his leg because of the movie "Seven Days to Kill".

Bi Feiyu was deeply infected!
Although he didn't know what Zhang Sheng was going to do, and only vaguely knew that he was accumulating contacts, but he began to gradually participate in it, and began to shuttle with Zhang Sheng among the main creative teams...

Even at night, I was learning Zhang Sheng's words in English when communicating with these people.

In the past ten days...

Bi Feiyu found that his communication skills were simply amazing.

Even, I have learned some superficial concepts of "talking to people when you see people, talking nonsense to hell".

"Mr. Zhang, the crew contract we signed is really messy..."

"How messy?"

"Jones, the lighting engineer in "Summer", David, the sound engineer in "The Journey of Love", Kelly, the artist in "Shadow Painter", I feel like we are like a hodgepodge..."

Walking out of the coffee shop, the dazed Bi Feiyu read the contract over and over again, his spirit was shocked, and then he looked at Zhang Sheng with a suppressed face.

"They are all the characters I want on my list, and some of them have participated in movies that won awards, and they were awards..." Zhang Sheng replied with a smile.

"But the award has nothing to do with them at all. They just followed the "main creative" team. They didn't even have a camera during the live broadcast. Most of them are fringe characters..." Bi Feiyu shook his head.

"Isn't this a good thing? Marginal characters represent not being recognized, not being recognized, representing that they want to prove themselves. When I selected people, I deliberately selected these people..."

"But they are generally more expensive than the market price!" Bi Feiyu was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Our investment in "Seven Days" has not yet been in place, we will not really borrow money to make a movie, right?"

"Director Bi, after a few days, you will find that they are not expensive. Not only will you not feel that they are not expensive, you will even feel that they are too cheap!" Zhang Sheng stopped, his expression still smiling: " As for investing..."

"Yes, investment is a problem. "Seven Days to Kill" is a horror movie. Few people in China are optimistic about horror movies. There have been people who made it before, but they lost their underwear..."

in the sun.

Bi Feiyu hadn't finished speaking when he saw Zhang Sheng coming over, helped him tidy up the collar of his suit, and nodded with satisfaction: "Director Bi, you are now a leader among the six generations of directors, and you are an internationally renowned director. Alright, great director, you will never be short of investment!"

Bi Feiyu was stunned.

For a while, I didn't understand what Zhang Sheng said.

After a few minutes.

Bi Feiyu saw it in the coffee shop.

Elaine came out of the coffee shop with Fendi, the director of the "Fright Night" short film.

In the box, the two actually chatted all night about copyright issues.

But the two were not tired, but looked very excited.

only……

When the sun was shining, the two subconsciously blocked their eyes.

The sun is too harsh.

"The last piece of the puzzle is probably coming together!"

"Eh?"

Bi Feiyu was stunned, and then saw Fendi walking over seriously.

"Mr. Zhang Sheng..."

"Miss Fendi, hello!"

"I am willing to join the crew of "Seven Days to Kill"."

"it is good!"

....................................

The plane took off.

The crowded Berlin gradually returns to calm.

Bi Feiyu was so exhausted that he could barely open his eyes.

But he couldn't sleep again.

The upsurge of the scene and the waves of applause kept appearing in my mind.

Especially when the host on the stage announced that the final winner of the "Golden Bear Award" was "Cheese", the applause, cheers, and excitement at the scene lingered in his heart until now.

He inevitably fantasizes that one day he will also stand on the stage of the main competition section of the Berlin International Film Festival and win the much-anticipated award!
Waves of excitement stimulated his nerves.

He thought again that he was about to make a new movie "Seven Days to Kill".

The excitement rose again, but then, he worried that he could not make the movie well, and worried that the investment was not enough...

The feeling of worrying about gains and losses is really cheating...

But at this moment, he heard a rustling sound next to him.

He turned his head and saw that Zhang Sheng was seriously writing something on A4 paper.

He leaned over to take a look...

But it was discovered that it was the [Second Southern California International Film Awards] process and some "sponsors" proposed.

"Mr. Zhang, are you not sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

"Mr. Zhang, you..."

The word sudden death welled up in Bi Feiyu's heart, but he finally swallowed it down.

Zhang Sheng sleeps very little these days...

Moreover, yesterday, the day before yesterday, he seemed to have been staying up all night, only seeing him occasionally napping for an hour or so, and then getting up again.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing then?"

"Participating in the Berlin International Film Festival this time has given me a lot of rewards, and I have also understood the shortcomings of the [Southern California International Film Awards]. I am now adjusting..."

"Are we going to have a second session?"

"Of course we will hold the second session. Do you think I was joking when I invited Avery Tashi to be the chairman of the second session?" Zhang Sheng put down the A4 paper and looked at Bi Feiyu.

"I thought you were just being polite at first, then..."

"Director Bi, I'm a stage builder. I've never thought about starting a business, or relying on gimmicks, getting a wave of bonuses and then leaving...[The [-]nd Southern California International Film Awards], I Now I am considering the jury team, the first sister jury team is like a joke, but for the second round, I want to be more formal..." Zhang Sheng looked serious: "But..."

"But what?"

"But we are still very weak now, and we lack appeal, so we can only take advantage of the momentum...but not for the rest of our lives! It deserves its name, and it is what we will eventually do."

"Oh……"

Hearing Zhang Sheng's words, Bi Feiyu felt his mind was muddled again.

Afterwards, Zhang Sheng lowered his head and continued writing.

Bi Feiyu leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took...

He saw Zhang Sheng pushing him.

He opened his eyes in a trance.

"Director Bi, cheer up! We are about to get off the plane and prepare to collect money. How much is the investment in "Seven Days Killing"? 500 million? Or 600 million?"

"what?"

Bi Feiyu got off the plane and walked out of the airport with his luggage in a daze.

then……

Seeing that countless media are guarding him.

Then, I saw many brand owners with smiles on their faces, trying to squeeze over.

(End of this chapter)