I want to make headlines

Chapter 762
Mango TV's official conclusion has not yet come out, but Gan Jing has given up hope.

He once thought about the problems that this TV series might encounter, such as special effects, actors, and ratings, but he never expected that no one would buy such a thing.

Ok?
Has my charm failed?
Bundle sales are sold out!
After Gan Jing returned to the capital, he was a little bit lost, but he soon put himself back into his work. As a successor to socialism, he liked Taizu's words very much: "Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with people, enjoy yourself." endless!
If there are difficulties, you have to go up, if there are no difficulties, you have to go up to create difficulties!If you have a girlfriend, you want to... love it, and if you don't have a girlfriend, find a girlfriend and love it!

Problems are not terrible, what is terrible is timidity before fighting.

He convened a high-level meeting, listened to opinions from all sides, and decided to suspend contact with satellite TV procurement. In fact, not all TV dramas are bought here after they are filmed, and quite a few TV dramas can be squeezed for several months. Even for several years.

There is absolutely no problem with the cast, special effects, and majestic plot of "Saint Lich". At present, the purchaser thinks that the slightly higher price is not proportional to the risk borne, so it has been put on hold.

If so, don't sell it yet.

The publicity and distribution department of Hundred Days Red will increase the budget and increase efforts to promote this TV series in terms of culture, quality, and going abroad.

Gan Jing pondered, maybe the hook on his side is relatively straight and the bait is relatively salty, which is why the current situation has occurred. What the publicity and distribution department has to do is to adjust the fragrance to let the seller know.

He stayed in the company for three consecutive days, set the policy of the TV series, sent Zhou Shen back to continue filming, and then he was freed himself.

The company's transactional work has come to an end, and Lao Chen will continue to take over the responsibility. This aspect requires a lot of energy and extensive contact with people from different levels of domestic satellite TV.

For Lao Chen, this is a relatively unfamiliar field and a new challenge, but there is also an essence in the strangeness. After all, he still deals with people, and he can handle it.

At the beginning of July, Huang Bo and Qiu Chuji had almost communicated with each other, and the frame of the crew of "Memory of a Murderer" had already been set up, but before joining the crew, Gan Jing still needed to finish the editing work.

What he got from Paramount was the rights to the first cut of the movie, and the subsequent cuts will be meticulously crafted on this version, and then it will enter the fast lane of release.

Gan Jing worked dull-headedly for a few days, thinking about the edited content and the unedited ideas, and performed his duties seriously.

"Hey, Forrest Gump, why are you missing? I sent you a WeChat message in the morning, and you didn't reply until three o'clock in the middle of the night!"

Faced with A-Gump's dedication to work, Huang Bo was the first to be unable to stand it.

"Oh." Gan Jing's eyes were dull and perfunctory, and it took a while to realize, "Brother Bo, I'm getting better here. If you have time in the evening, come to my house and show you something."

He was working in the company at first, but later, because he was always disturbed by things, he simply let Rossi and the editors live in the villa, and there was enough space anyway.

"Look at that! My schedule is very tight, when will the filming start?"

"As soon as possible. I'm going to work."

Beep beep beep, the TV hangs up.

Huang Bo, who was hung up, was very helpless. In order to find out, he still went to A-Gump's house.

Just after entering the villa and in the living room, Huang Bo saw a completely different scene from the last time he came - the sofa in the living room was crooked, there were suspected leftovers on the table, and the ground line was twisted and twisted, and there was only one The dog looked normal.

Eh?Not quite normal either!What it just had in its mouth seemed to be a mouse?
What does a golden retriever do with a mouse in its mouth?Proverbs upgraded with the times?
——The dog takes the mouse, meddling in my own business?

Huang Bo was a little messy in the wind.

Seeing his stunned expression, Gan Jing realized that the house seemed to be a little messy, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I haven't had anyone come to clean it up these two days, it's all just make do. It will be over soon. I can finish the editing. I will show you an Oscar-winning work tonight, and you will be the first audience. Isn’t it an honor?”

Huang Bo raised his eyebrows, gave a thumbs up, nodded and said: "Nice pen!"

Just mess around, that's not what actors are supposed to do.

A-Gump came out of the editing room and opened the door for Huang Bo, and then went back, leaving Huang Bo alone in the empty villa.

Huang Bo thought that it would not be good to disturb people's work, looked inside and outside the villa, and suddenly felt that the flowers and plants in the courtyard were too messy, so he just kept on doing nothing, found out the gardening scissors and "clicked" and started a gardener.

Click, click.

Swish, Swish.

On the willow shoots on the moon, Huang Bo came back to his senses.

A whole afternoon passed, and he suddenly realized that he had come straight to A-Gump's house excitedly and had done work all afternoon for no reason!
No one takes care of me!not a single person!

What's more, the dog didn't even pay attention to him, and didn't even wag his tail!
Huang Bo felt inexplicably sad and indignant, glared at Gouzi fiercely, and went straight to the closed room on the second floor. He had just pushed the door open when he saw four foreigners crowded together with A-Gump, their heads were all staring at him. computer screen.

"Is it more or less like this?"

"The picture is okay."

His English is not good, but simple conversations can still be understood.

The wiring in the room was messy, five computers were arranged in sequence, and stacks of manuscript paper were piled up on the table. For a while, the anger in Huang Bo's heart disappeared a lot, and he felt that the atmosphere here was inexplicably solemn.

"Hey? Brother Bo? What's the matter?" Hearing the voice, Gan Jing glanced back and asked casually.

Huang Bo opened his mouth, and said a little stuck: "Oh, um, well, what's for dinner? I'll cook."

"I just want an egg fried rice." Gan Jing replied directly without even being polite, and then he asked the four foreigners again in English.

"Gong Bao Ji Ding." One of the blond-haired, blue-eyed white men actually said the request in out-of-key Chinese.

Huang Bo took a breath, closed the door and walked out silently.

Ba la la Xiao Moxian, the gardener becomes a cook!

Ping-pong-pong, clang-dang-dang.

What makes an actor and actress cook for himself?
What makes an actor and actress cry and sweat?
What makes a movie star actor work so hard?
Is it love?Is it respect?Is it longing?
No, it's just because of A-Gump's appearance.

"Ah, I smell the fragrance."

Before it was time to eat, Gan Jing came down from the second floor and came to the kitchen smelling the smell. As soon as he entered the door, he praised: "Brother Bo, your craftsmanship is good. With this craftsmanship, my sister-in-law did not marry the wrong person!"

"Hey." Huang Bo was sweating profusely from cooking in the July weather, he didn't express anything to A-Gump's compliment, but just asked quietly.

"Where is the air conditioner remote control on your side? I haven't found it after searching for a long time."

Gan Jing was taken aback, and pulled Huang Bo, who was covered in sweat, to go out: "Forget about that, let's go upstairs and see our works."

Huang Bo directly wiped his sweat with his sleeve, muttering in his heart, this is a big deal, what the hell, the air conditioner is a big deal.

(End of this chapter)