Actor: My Entertainment Era

Chapter 133

Come to PR yourself?

Not likely.

I don't have what Huayi wants in my hands.

Just to make friends and have a meal, there is no need to dispatch Fan Bingbing.

"You don't need an introduction," Wang Zhonglei said.

"No, if you don't even know Ms. Bingbing, why are you messing around in this circle?" Zhang Yuanjun was still uncertain about Huayi, and chose to see the tricks.

Several executives from Huayi also came to eat together, and Wang Zhonglei introduced them to Zhang Yuanjun one by one.

This specification is a bit high.

Zhang Yuanjun became more and more uncertain about Wang Zhonglei.

Everyone was seated, and various dishes were placed on the table.

I have long heard that the two presidents of Huayi like to hold banquets and parties in the headquarters building. When I saw them today, they are really impressive.

At the banquet, Wang Zhonglei praised Zhang Yuanjun again.

Zhang Yuanjun has been waiting for him to make a move, but Wang Zhonglei really can sit still, he really only talks about romance at the banquet, or criticizes characters, let alone movies, and doesn't even talk about gossip in the entertainment industry.

In the meantime, he told a few obscene jokes, which made the men and women at the table burst into laughter.

Zhang Yuanjun was deliberately arranged to sit next to Fan Bingbing. Fan Bingbing held up his glass and said with a smile, "Let's have a drink."

"Okay, I've wanted to know you for a long time." Zhang Yuanjun raised his cup to touch her.

Both of them took a sip, and it was fine if they didn't drink. After taking a sip of the wine, a vice president started to boo: "We, Xiao Zhang, admire you so much, why don't you two have a drink, how about it!"

"Yup!"

"that is!"

"Handsome men and beautiful women, let's have a cup!"

This group of middle-aged bosses didn't know the north, south, east, and west after two sips of wine.

Zhang Yuanjun was very displeased with this kind of person, who would go to sleep quietly when he was drunk, so he would have a mouthful.

Zhang Yuanjun was not used to this kind of person, so he said to the vice president with a half smile: "Mr. Deng, let's have a drink."

Wang Zhonglei came out in time to smooth things over, and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhang is still a student, so he's talking nonsense if he doesn't talk to each other."

Fan Bingbing also said: "Mr. Deng, please have a drink with me."

Fan gave Boss Deng a full drink, held his hand and forced himself to have a drink, which won the house full of applause.

After the banquet, Wang Zhonglei invited Zhang Yuanjun and several executives into his office for tea, accompanied by Fan Bingbing.

Several people smoked, drank hangover tea, and said some innocuous words. Afterwards, Fei Qi, the artist director of Huayi, pointed out: "Xiao Zhang, what plans do you have in the future?"

Zhang Yuanjun knew that the business had begun.

"I'll keep doing it like this. With "Sculpture of the Gods" and "Rise of Fame", I should be able to gain a foothold in this circle. I'll take on the show later." Zhang Yuanjun emphasized again in order to block Huayi's words, "Boss Fei should know that I won't sign with a brokerage company."

Wang Zhonglei took over the words: "I know, I mean, we can change the way of cooperation."

In fact, Zhang Yuanjun does not reject cooperation with other companies, and he understands the reason why going it alone won't go far.

If I can have a good cooperation with Huayi, it will definitely be of great benefit to me.

Huayi is about to usher in its peak.

Zhang Yuanjun showed interest, and Wang Zhonglei went on to say: "We also know that you don't sign the company, it doesn't matter, we don't sign the brokerage contract.

"So, in your studio, we will pay 1 million to buy 40% of the shares. The condition is that your net profit will reach 1.2 million in the next three years. If you don't reach it, you can repurchase the 15% of the shares at an annual interest rate of 40%."

Zhang Yuanjun smiled after hearing this: "To put it bluntly, it's a bet on each other?"

Everyone in Huayi was a little surprised. VS betting usually happens in real estate and investment industries, and entertainment industry is relatively rare. Zhang Yuanjun actually knows about VS betting.

It's easy to know.

Wang Zhonglei said: "It's just a bet. You can get 1 million funds first. Think about it. With 1 million funds, you can expand the studio to a large extent and make a profit of 1.2 million in three years. You can do it with hard work."

Zhang Yuanjun said: "I'm used to being undisciplined, and I opened a studio just to work freely."

"Don't worry, after investing 1 million yuan, we will not interfere with your work."

"But after you invest, I will become a part-time worker for you. With a net profit of 1.2 million in three years, I will earn 4000 million a year. This achievement must exceed 4000% of A-share listed companies." Zhang Yuanjun did not say that Huayi's annual net profit may not be [-] million.

"Difficulties are a little bit difficult, but only when you have challenges can you be motivated. You can try."

"Mr. Wang loves me so much. My small studio is not worth 1 million yuan at all. I'm at a loss with the money." Before Wang Zhonglei could speak, Zhang Yuanjun said, "Thank you for the hospitality tonight, Mr. Wang. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. You are welcome to visit my place at any time. Farewell."

Before Wang Zhonglei agreed, Zhang Yuanjun had already left.

The people from Huayi didn't stop him, Wang Zhonglei even said: "Bingbing, send it for me."

Fan Bingbing did not understand two things. One was, as Zhang Yuanjun himself said, his studio was not worth 1 million even if it was sold by catty. Why did Wang Zhonglei charge Zhang Yuanjun such a high price.

Second, why didn't Zhang Yuanjun take the money?

In Fan Bingbing's understanding, the money is not for nothing!

1 billion!
With 1 million in cash, he can make the studio bigger and stronger.

Isn't it just 1.2 million in three years? Whether you can do it or not is another matter. Let's take the 1 million in front of us first.

If it were her, she would definitely take it.

Assistant Xiao Zhao was already waiting outside the door, and the three walked out in unison.

Fan Bingbing said: "Actually, I think you can give it a try, just in case it succeeds." She never encountered such a good opportunity, and Mr. Wang never said that he would bet against her.

Zhang Yuanjun said: "Nine out of ten of this kind of bet will fail. I don't believe that I will be so lucky to bet against them."

Fan Bingbing smiled: "Although you are young, you have a lot of eyes, you think so far."

"I don't think long-term, but I know that what you buy is never as good as what you sell. If he can come up with such a gambling agreement, he will definitely win. I don't lack money to spend, and I don't lack filming. Why do I have to work so hard to bet on this with him?"

Unexpectedly, Fan Bingbing sarcastically said: "Hey, you are so loud. I believe that there is no shortage of money, and there is no shortage of filming. Now the industry is short of filming."

Xiao Zhao on the side spoke quickly: "We just have no shortage of filming, we are..."

Zhang Yuanjun glared at her, Xiao Zhao shut up obediently.

Fan Bingbing thought he had finished talking about another play, and said with a smile: "It's good to hold one or two in your hand, but you have to think about it in the future. Is it true that you will be an artist for the rest of your life? If you win the bet, you will make more money. How comfortable it is to be your own boss."

"I'm now my own boss." Zhang Yuanjun smiled, "There's no need to send it away, we'll take it back."

After sending him to the car, Fan Bingbing also said: "You can really think about betting against me. This is my phone number, and I will contact you often in the future."

Send a napkin with a phone number on it.

The two leave.

Zhang Yuanjun gave the napkin to the assistant: "You keep it, you may have to move around later." He himself didn't take it to heart.

(End of this chapter)