China Entertainment: I became a capital tycoon

Chapter 197 195. It turns out that Aunt Liu dances so well
The "Steamed Bread Murder" incident is still unfolding, and almost the entire entertainment industry has been shocked.

Affected by this wave of storms, Weibo, BBS, and various forums were very lively. At the same time, many videos in the style of "Steamed Bread" were spawned, and the number of views and likes was also considerable.

Hu Ge himself has the support of Flying Goose Video, and he is no longer worried about going to court, but he is surrounded by a group of reporters every day, which makes him angry and distressed at the same time.

Near the end of December, the box office of "The Promise" is only a few million a day, and the film invested nearly [-] million, but it is struggling to make a box office of [-] million.

However, under the influence of "Steamed Bread", the audience is even more looking forward to the upcoming "Sword Rain".

Chen Kaige's studio.

""Husband", you have to make a decision. Whether you want to sue or not. If you procrastinate like this, others will say that we are hype, which will be even worse for your reputation."

Chen Hong made a cup of tea for her husband, Brother Chen Kai, and persuaded her in a low voice.

"I'm waiting!"

Brother Chen Kai was indignant. It's not that he didn't want to sue, but now that the crowd is raging, if he really sues, he might win or lose.

If they lose, it will help Feiyu Entertainment and Fei'e Video to become famous.

Right now, he feels like he is riding a tiger.

"Wait for what?"

"The video of "Steamed Bread" is also suspected of infringing Yangma's "China Legal Report". I am waiting for Yangma's attitude."

"Something makes sense."

Chen Hong nodded, feeling that Brother Chen Kai made the right decision this time.

After being silent for a while, she asked again: "What if Mama Yang's attitude is not good for us?"

"We'll see what happens then."

Brother Chen Kai sat powerlessly on the chair, the previous anger in his heart was completely extinguished by the dismal box office, and now he was worried about how to face Mr. Han of China Film Group.

Now "The Promise" has been released for almost half a month, and it happened to be the Christmas weekend. Not only did it fail to pull up the box office, but it was almost like a mouse crossing the street. Everyone shouted and beat them.

All the credit, on the one hand, should be attributed to "Mantou", on the other hand, because of the early appearance of Weibo, the word-of-mouth of "The Promise" has been fermented faster.

China Film, Chairman's Office.

As the chairman, Han Sanping looked at the box office data of "The Promise" with a dignified expression.

As of now, the box office of "The Promise" is only over 6000 million. He no longer expects this film to make money. He only wants the box office to exceed [-] million, so that the company can look better.

"dong dong dong"

"Come in!"

A knock on the door broke the tranquility of the office.

Brother Chen Kai walked into the room, and saw Sanye Han's frown at a glance. He was already a little nervous, and he was even more flustered.

However, after all, he had seen strong winds and waves. He came to the table and whispered: "Han Dong, are you looking for me?"

Han Sanping stood up, poured a cup of tea for Brother Chen Kai, and said, "Do you know the current box office of "The Promise", right?"

Brother Chen Kai took the teacup, didn't drink it, but said expectantly: "Director Han, I'm sorry, but as long as we sue, maybe we can get our reputation back."

With Han Sanping's support, even without Yang's mother's attitude, he would dare to sue Hu Ge and Fei'e Video.

"Do you think the reputation of "The Promise" can be regained?"

Han Sanping asked back with a smile, Chen Kai heard it, but found it very harsh.

Yes, can you bring it back?
Brother Chen Kai remained silent, not daring to speak.

Seeing his silence, Han Sanping finally said earnestly: "Brother Kai, we have been in an old relationship for many years. I suggest issuing an apology statement to calm the public opinion on the Internet and restore word of mouth first. Maybe the box office will improve."

"A statement of apology?"

Brother Chen Kai was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little bit of rejection in his heart.

If he apologized, it would be a public admission that "The Promise" is bad, he can't afford to lose this person, and he definitely doesn't want to do it!

"What? You don't want to?"

Han Sanping was a little displeased.

"Han Dong, is there another way?"

"Then tell me, what can you do? This film is sure to lose money. I only want the box office to exceed [-] million. Otherwise, wouldn't China Film become a joke?"

"this."

Brother Chen Kai was speechless.

He also wants the box office to exceed [-] million, but this is not something he can do. Could it be that he paid for it out of his own pocket?

Under Han Sanping's scorching eyes, Chen Kai was finally defeated, nodded and said, "I'll think about it."

Han Sanping was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, and said coldly: "I hope you don't think about it for too long, but let me tell you in advance, if the box office doesn't break [-] million this time, don't blame me for not supporting you in terms of resources in the future. "

"Han Dong, I see."

Han Sanping's tone was so serious that Chen Kai's face turned green and pale for a while, and finally he nodded helplessly.

Compared to Brother Chen Kai's troubles, Feiyu Entertainment was a scene of singing and dancing.

"South of the colorful clouds, the direction of my heart, the peacock flies away, and the memories are long."

The melodious singing echoed in the dance practice room. Liu Xiaoli, who was wearing a colorful dress, was demonstrating the movements of this dance to Liu Yifei, Zhao Liying, Mao Xiaotong and others.

Although he is over forty years old, his dancing posture is light and graceful, his waist is soft, his lines are graceful, and every movement is in place.

Outside the glass door, Boss Cao Thief was watching with great interest.

"Tsk tsk, Aunt Liu doesn't know how to take care of it. There is no trace of fat on her waist. Not only is her body so perfect, but her skin is so good. I really can't tell that she is a woman in her 40s, and every movement she dances , all have a unique charm.”

Cao Yu was fascinated by it, when the secretary came over.

"Boss, someone is looking for you."

"Gudu."

Cao Yu swallowed his saliva, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

"I don't know him. He said his surname was Sun, and he also said that you beat his son."

"Oh?"

Cao Yu was taken aback, today is Tuesday, yesterday he had sent his lawyer to the police station to collect the materials, and then he was going to file a lawsuit in the court, but he didn't expect the other party to come to his door?
"You tell them, just say I'm not here!"

Cao Yu is watching Aunt Liu dance now, how can he have the time to meet some nouveau riche.

"Ok."

Xiao Wu agreed, and was about to leave, but he was a little curious: "What did the boss watch just now? He was so fascinated by it."

Thinking of this, she was a little curious and glanced into the room.

"This Aunt Liu, so she can dance so well?"

With a sigh, she came to the front desk of the company after a few more glances.

Here, there are three people standing, one of them is still wearing a bandage and splint on his arm, obviously seriously injured, and the other two are middle-aged people, who should be the parents of the injured.

"Could it be that the boss broke this man's arm? But they are timid, and they don't seem to be here to make trouble."

Xiao Wu was puzzled, but said: "I'm sorry, our boss is not here."

"Not here?"

The nouveau riche who met Cao Yu once at the police station was taken aback, wondering if it was true, and hurriedly said, "Miss, when will Boss Cao come back?"

"do not know."

Xiao Wu replied coldly, and was about to leave.

"Miss, wait."

The chubby nouveau riche hurriedly chased after him, secretly took out an envelope and a business card from his bag, and said with a flattering smile, "This is a small matter. If Boss Cao comes back, please give me a call."

"I can't accept it!"

But Xiao Wu pushed the envelope back and said, "You'd better go, our boss won't see you."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

The nouveau riche saw that he was left here, so he had no choice but to put the envelope away again, and said to the girl at the front desk: "Is your boss really not in the company?"

The little girl at the front desk is new here, seeing this person pestering her again, she had no choice but to say, "I don't know either."

"Husband, let's go. He doesn't want to see you. We don't need to beg him like that. The big deal is going to court. I don't believe that things can't be done without money!"

The middle-aged woman said dissatisfied when she found that the people in this company looked disgusting.

"You know shit!"

The middle-aged nouveau riche got angry, yelled at his wife, and continued: "The lawyer has already gone to the police station. After a few days, all the evidence has been collected, and a lawsuit will be filed. Are you really going to put your son in jail? Besides, do you think it is just Do you have money?"

After the accident that day, he went back to check Cao Yu's information, and it turned out that the young man who injured his son was indeed the owner of a company called "Feiyu Entertainment".

More importantly, and this company has a lot of fame recently, it must be rich.

Thinking of this, he looked at his bandaged son, and he didn't get angry, and shouted: "It's all your fault! Aren't you usually very arrogant? Why are you listless now, you useless thing!"

"Sir, if you want to scold someone, go out and scold, don't affect our work, otherwise, I will call the security guard."

The girl at the front desk looked at the upstart and wanted to drive him away.

"Okay, I won't scold, I'll wait for your boss here."

The upstart, who is usually awesome, is now nodding and bowing in front of a young girl at the front desk, pulling his son and standing aside, waiting for Cao Yu to come out.

(End of this chapter)