During my years at China Entertainment

Chapter 531 Investment and Extortion Arrival and Release Date

The next day, Wei Jin went to the company refreshed, and along the way he was reminiscing about the feeling of the little girl wearing black stockings.

I have to say, the slender legs that are the result of long-term exercise feel amazing when wrapped in black stockings.

As expected of a celestial being, there is still a lot of room for development.

As soon as he entered the hall, Wei Jin saw Zhang Wen and another little girl chatting excitedly about something.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Wei Jin felt quite friendly when he saw this old employee of Xianyu, and couldn't help but move a little closer.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Wei."

"Hello, Mr. Wei."

Zhang Wen's reaction after being discovered was like a child who had done something wrong. She quickly put her phone behind her back, but then she realized that she was not checking her phone. She looked very funny.

"Ah."

Wei Jin nodded amiably, then asked curiously, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Nothing, nothing."

The two girls shook their heads and denied it. It was working hours. Even though the boss was smiling, who knew if they would be punished? Capitalists were cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Don't worry, I won't punish you."

Seeing Wei Jin's smiling assurance, Zhang Wen couldn't suppress the urge to share gossip, "Boss Wei, Director Feng is spitting again."

Following Zhang Wen's explanation, Wei Jin realized that the "Sanya Feast" at the beginning of the month had unknowingly spread to the entertainment industry.

A group of actors, celebrities, and people in the circle were all posting their itineraries, saying that they had never been to Sanya.

But Feng Dapao's crew of "Private Tailor" was in trouble. They happened to be filming there, and several actresses were chased and questioned.

Unable to bear the harassment, he also came out to show his hotel room card, but this was obviously not convincing.

As a last resort, Feng Dapao came out to support the event in person and argued with netizens in various ways, which was simply bizarre.

After listening to the fun, Wei Jin kept his word. He said goodbye to the two girls at the front desk in a friendly manner and went straight to his office.

Just as he asked his secretary to make tea, the front desk clerk reported that a visitor had arrived. Wei Jin knew that it must be the Jin Yukun that his teacher Tian Zhuangzhuang had mentioned.

Regarding Jin Yukun's situation, Wei Jin not only learned about it from his teacher, but also arranged for the company to do some background checks.

Speaking of which, this person's experience is quite interesting. In 03, he applied for the Department of Literature and the Department of Directing of Beijing Film Academy, but unexpectedly failed both.

Later, due to the pressure of making a living, I ran a small business for a year. Then I heard that Beijing Film Academy was recruiting for an auditor class, but unfortunately the number of places was limited, so I missed the opportunity again.

Afterwards, he started from scratch at the TV station in his hometown of Wei Jin, doing everything from recording and raising the pole to serving tea, while also enriching himself by reading various theoretical books.

Perhaps he was really suited to this job. In less than a year, Jin Yukun created column dramas for the local TV station in Chang'an. In the following three years, he planned and produced dozens of column dramas.

He has made a name for himself in the local circle in Chang'an.

However, this person always stuck to his original intention. After being admitted to the advanced training class of the Photography Department of Beijing Film Academy in 08, he resolutely gave up the connections and career he had accumulated at Chang'an TV Station and chose to enroll.

After graduation, he made a living by shooting promotional videos and advertisements in Beijing, while also devoting himself to creation and pursuing his dream.

After several years of preparation, I finally found a book that I like.

"Mr. Wei, hello."

Just as Jin Yukun's information flashed through Wei Jin's mind, a tall man wearing glasses knocked on the door respectfully and walked in.

"Hello, please sit down."

Seeing that Jin Yukun was a little restrained, Wei Jin asked him to sit on the sofa in the reception area and asked his secretary to make tea.

"The teacher has already told me about your situation. Did you bring the script?"

"Yes, Mr. Wei, you are an expert in scripts, please give me some advice."

Jin Yukun wiped the sweat from his palms with his hands at his sides, took out the script from his already somewhat worn briefcase, and handed it over with both hands with a very respectful attitude.

Although he was only one year younger than Wei Jin, the difference between their achievements was huge.

Wei Jin was not surprised to see this. He took the script and simply flipped through it.

But after only two minutes, Wei Jin's expression turned serious.

To be honest, there are a lot of people like Jin Yukun in the entertainment industry. Wei Jin was just trying to give his teacher face, but he didn't expect that there would be a surprise.

This script named "Heart Matters" turned out to be "The Heart Labyrinth" that Wei Jin had seen in his previous life - a crime suspense movie with an excellent reputation.

It tells the story of a series of strange things that happened in a remote village due to an inexplicable corpse.

The story is very simple, but Jin Yukun's narrative technique is very special. He tells this simple story from different perspectives. Until the last moment, the whole story is always shrouded in fog.

“The script is very interesting, a bit like the Coen brothers.”

After closing the script, Wei Jin gave his own evaluation.

"Yes, Mr. Wei, I particularly like the Coen brothers. In fact, this script also draws on the narrative techniques of your original "The Invisible Guest". That play is so classic. I have watched it over and over again. It is so well shot."

Wei Jin was well aware that Jin Yukun's words were mostly polite, so he turned to ask the core question.

“What’s your budget for this play?”

"Mr. Wei, I have a detailed budget here, please take a look."

Jin Yukun seemed slightly excited. The fact that Wei Jin cared about the budget proved that the script was basically passed. He immediately took out another stack of information from his briefcase.

Wei Jin already knew from Tian Zhuangzhuang yesterday that the investment in this script was not large, but he was still shocked when he saw the budget of 200 million.

Guang Dong was able to make "Sad Fairy Tale" with only 300 million yuan because he had strong connections in the circle, and the crew and equipment were almost ready-made.

But Jin Yukun is a newcomer, and he wants to make a movie with 200 million yuan, which really squeezes every aspect to the extreme.

This will inevitably affect the quality of the film.

"Let's make the budget a little looser. This script is very good. 200 million dollars will definitely not produce the best results. If we are going to do it, we have to do it well."

Wei Jin tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa and paused:

"Let's put it this way, Lu Yang and Ning Hao, I invested 600 million in their first plays, and the same goes for yours. I hope you can become famous like them."

"Thank you, thank you President Wei for your support."

At this moment, Jin Yukun, the Mongolian man, had red eyes and just kept nodding his head.

In fact, in his heart, he has already regarded this project as his last act of willfulness, and even discussed with his wife that if there is no opportunity, he will truly accept his fate and work hard to support his family.

But he didn't expect that Wei Jin would be so supportive and optimistic about him.

To be honest, the movie "Heart Labyrinth" has a good reputation, but Wei Jin can't remember how much it made a splash at the box office. However, with the investment from Shanhe Media, I believe the results will be different from the previous life. Anyway, with an investment of 6 million, it should not be a problem to get the money back.

After arranging for Jin Yukun to go to the legal department to sign the contract, Wei Jin did not stay in the company for long. He directly instructed the driver to drive to China Film Corporation, as the release dates of several films were imminent.

At China Film, a large number of filmmakers come in and out almost every day, either to build relationships or to attract investment.

When Wei Jin arrived at the place, it even felt a little crowded.

However, when he looked at some of the familiar faces, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

It's been so many years, and these people are still relying on the support funds from China Film Group for their livelihood, but now they have wasted all of it.

Wei Jin even felt that, based on the nature of these people, the support funds might have been monopolized.

"Brother, you are finally here."

As soon as he turned the corner, he ran into Han Jianu, which gave Wei Jin a big scare.

"What do you mean, you're waiting for me?"

"Well, I'm about to start my graduation show. Old Han won't let me use the back door, and I don't like the old equipment at Qingying Studio. I heard that you were coming over today, so I just sat back and waited."

Han Jianu was not polite at all, with a playful look on her face, "How about it, Senior Brother, can you support our work?"

"Okay, no problem. Do you want to make a feature film or a short film?"

Wei Jin agreed very readily. How much would a graduation project cost?

"A short film, maybe? Even Zhao Yanzi only directed a movie after filming for so many years. I'd better be conservative. I'm just trying to get a diploma anyway."

Wei Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. Old Han's daughter really had some ideas, but he was too lazy to correct her. Being a screenwriter and producer was not bad either, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, just contact Chen Xi directly. She will arrange the crew, equipment, and everything else you need."

"Thank you, Senior Brother. Love you."

Wei Jin didn't expect that Han Jianuo was actually a fan of Han, and she made a heart shape with her thumb and index finger.

"Well, don't let Lao Han hear this, or he will fight me to death."

"whee."

"Wei Jin, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Han Sanping obviously knew that his daughter stayed here just to get some free money.

"Boss Han, you're too polite. Junior sister is also considered an employee of the company. Besides, Lost in Thailand was a big hit, but she didn't get any dividends. Now I'll just make up for it, haha."

Han Sanping didn't say much. A short film cost tens of thousands of dollars, so there was really no need to be polite to Wei Jin. However, he soon sighed.

"Wei Jin, please take good care of me from now on."

"Boss Han, you're joking. With you here, it's not your turn."

At this point, Wei Jin suddenly stopped and looked at Han Sanping with a slightly focused look: "Boss Han, has it been decided?"

"Well, it was decided at the meeting last month. I will be old enough in September, so it's time to retire."

Han Sanping's tone was somewhat desolate, and somewhat self-deprecating: "If I don't retreat, how can the people below come up?"

Wei Jin suddenly realized that Han Sanping was 60 years old this year and had reached the legal retirement age.

The administrative level of the head of China Film Group is not low, it is at the department level, but rules are rules. Even though Han Sanping has made great contributions to the development of the industry over the years, he still cannot make an exception.

"But it won't retreat immediately. It should last until around the Spring Festival next year."

After hearing this, Wei Jin understood that the higher-ups must have taken this into consideration and arranged a six-month handover process as a transition.

"Don't worry, Mr. Han, I will take good care of you, but what do you plan to do in the future?"

Wei Jin has been dealing with Han Sanping since the filming of "Those Years". At that time, Han was the vice chairman and general manager of China Film Corporation. They have known each other for nearly 10 years.

Over the years, although Old Han often took advantage of Wei Jin, he was very kind to him and helped him solve many problems, both openly and secretly.

Old Han never mentioned this, but Wei Jin knew it very well and was grateful in his heart.

"Hey, you say I'm retired, but it's not that easy. I guess they'll just let me have a consultant title, or continue to shine in the industry. I won't have a lot of free time, haha."

Old Han, who seemed a little lost just now, has become energetic again. He is worthy of being a big boss in charge of a place and has extremely strong mental qualities.

"Congratulations, Mr. Han. You are still working in the film industry, which is your favorite. However, since it is a temporary position, it doesn't matter if you have two more positions. What do you think of my previous suggestion, Mr. Han?"

Han Sanping narrowed his eyes, glanced at Wei Jin, and remembered the joke he had made. He nodded slowly and said, "I'll think about it carefully."

Afterwards, both of them tacitly stopped talking about this topic and started talking about other things instead.

"Director Han, there is something I need to discuss with you."

"Well, you said."

"Well, Warner Bros. has a great idea. They want to release "The Killing" in late December. What do you think?"

"This is a good thing. The Lunar New Year holiday season is a popular time period all over the world."

At this point, Han Sanping suddenly reacted and said with a smile: "Why? Are you afraid that I will quit and lose my motivation, or are you afraid that I can't handle the pressure?"

"hey-hey."

Wei Jin is a little worried about this. Although Lao Han has been in the industry for decades, the principle of "people leave and tea gets forgotten" applies everywhere.

Especially since he has already decided to retire, there is no need for Han Sanping to cause himself trouble. After all, if he puts such a huge movie into the Lunar New Year holiday, there will definitely be a lot of resistance.

However, Wei Jin obviously underestimated Han Sanping's courage. The latter smiled and said:
"Wei Jin, after all, 'The Killing' is the last co-production I lead. Let's follow their plan and release it during the Lunar New Year holiday. We have to leave some hope for the industry, right? Hahahaha"

Looking at the still domineering Zuoshandiao, Wei Jin was slightly distracted, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Director Han."

Han Sanping didn't say anything else, but took out the schedule from the drawer and handed it over.

"Well, you can choose the date yourself."

Wei Jin didn't hesitate and took the schedule and started to look through it carefully.

I found that there are quite a few familiar names, such as "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains", "Tiny Times", "Partners", "Detective Dee", and "No Man's Land".
After some thought, Wei Jin made a choice, picked up the pen in the pen holder on the table, wrote and drew on the schedule, and then handed it to Han Sanping, who took it and looked at it, then raised his eyebrows.

"Good fellow, you're releasing one movie a month again, but you've even scheduled it for next year's Spring Festival. Isn't that too early?"

"Haha, Mr. Han, at worst, if the enemy comes, we can just fight him with our own army and block the water with earth. It's not in vain."

"Okay, after knowing each other for so many years, I admire your energy. Don't lose it in the future."

"Don't worry, Mr. Han, you won't get lost!"

(End of this chapter)