Rebirth of the Tech Madman

"It is estimated that within a short period of time, your movie will not be able to be shot. If you delay it like this, it is not a problem after all. It is better to put the script, the film that has been filmed, etc., etc., package and sell it to me as a whole." Yang Qinglin pulled over. Stool, sitting beside the hospital bed, smiled and suggested.

"How much do you pay? If it's too little, I can't explain it to the boss." Xu Shaoqiang glanced at the smiling tiger in front of him in fear. Only then did he know that otherwise he wouldn't have to rely on the hospital bed, and all this would be bestowed by the other party. .

"You bid by yourself, you can count as a finished movie. We are very particular about what we do." Yang Qinglin waved his hand and motioned Xu Shaoqiang to speak up.

"Really? If you can get the money directly according to the finished movie, it will save you worry if you don’t have to pay for a few checkpoints such as the theater chain. This shooting is really unlucky. Maybe this horror movie has made any taboos. Otherwise, I won't play a hidden rule and hit the muzzle. It's better to get out early." Xu Shaoqiang quickly calculated, and finally gritted his teeth and made a gesture, "6 million."

Yang Qinglin snorted and laughed, "You are very confident in your movie. You ran to the standards of the Cheng Long and Xu brothers, and you and your partner added two points, three million yuan. It’s so easy to pay, we might as well break the contract."

"Broken the contract will damage your reputation after all." Xu Shaoqiang replied, carefully observing his words and expressions.

Xu Shaoqiang belongs to a very distinctive type of Xiangjiang people. He is both very intelligent and speculative.

therefore. For Yang Qinglin's sarcasm. Xu Shaoqiang was very calm. And said his reason. After all, those fat beatings have survived, so why not be a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water? Maybe good fortune and misfortune depend on each other and make a lot of money.

"Boss, although my film is very mediocre, it can't stand the current market in Xiangjiang, and various small theaters continue to be established. They are short of film sources, and I heard that in the future, they can sell movies if they are converted to video tapes. "

Having said this, Xu Shaoqiang secretly glanced at Yang Qinglin and saw that the other person’s expression remained unchanged, so he courageously continued: "Of course, the most important thing is that if only two or three million are sent away, the difficulty will be too low. At that time, Mr. Tang mentioned it to Miss Mi Xue. It’s not good enough, isn’t it.”

"Your kid is not only cheap. The twists and turns in your heart are also cheap." Yang Qinglin stretched out his hand and patted Xu Shaoqiang on the shoulder, "Don't be lazy in bed, go and complete the formalities, especially the performance contract, quickly hand in it. My hands."

"Yes, yes..." Xu Shaoqiang grinned in pain, but he was happy in his heart. He really made a right bet.

As long as you can get the money, the pain, honor and disgrace... are all over the past.

Xu Shaoqiang moved quickly. After completing some preliminary procedures, he sat in Yang Qinglin's car and went to find another partner-Brother Kun, a community leader in a district in Kowloon. A filming location rented by DreamWorks recently is located within its boundaries.

"Give me all the documents, we will have the two cleared, and those photos are not impossible to give you, so you can do it yourself." Yang Qinglin looked at Xu Shaoqiang who got off the car and gave a faint warning.

"Understand, understand..." Xu Shaoqiang, who repeatedly promised, walked towards the mahjong hall where Brother Kun most often settled, and used it as an office mahjong hall, while cursing in his heart, "I want to stay away from you, the plague god."

This brother Kun has a big shelf. After finishing the game, he put down the handle and turned to ask, "Aren't you going to take the crew to Thailand? Why haven't you left yet? I came here."

"Brother Kun, I want to tell you good news." Xu Shaoqiang leaned forward and smiled flatteringly. "Our film was not finished before it was shot, and the other party was willing to pay 6 million to buy it as a whole. It’s not necessary to get so many box offices after the film is released. I don’t think it’s necessary to take the filming anymore. Just hand over this crew to the past to collect the money. It’s not up to you to get the contract documents. Is it time to complete the transaction."

"Why do you smell of medicine, stay away from me." Brother Kun waved away impatiently.

"Isn't it hard to make a movie? Some small accident happened and I scratched some skin." Xu Shaoqiang sneered and walked away two steps.

Brother Kun put his two legs on the coffee table with a golden sword, and looked up and down Xu Shaoqiang, "Don't think that I have never made a movie, so you can coax me casually. If someone pays this price, it's better to follow the trend and make a film yourself. If you don’t tell the truth, believe it or not, I will hurt you more."

"Brother Kun, you are really sharp-eyed." Xu Shaoqiang gave a thumbs up with a dry smile, while his thoughts turned straight.

He didn't want to talk about the embarrassment that "the little girl who wanted to sleep failed, but was hung and beaten". It was ashamed to say that it would be a big loss if his luck was so exhausted for three years.

"There is indeed something in it. I heard that the boss of DreamWorks had fallen in love with Sydney, the heroine of our movie, and planned to repackage it, so I included this movie." Xu Shaoqiang, who is eloquent, has his eyes too. An excuse was found without blinking.

"DreamWorks?" Upon hearing this, Brother Kun suddenly became interested, "Is that the woman named Hu?"

"No." Xu Shaoqiang shook his head slightly, "A man surnamed Tang should be a bigger boss."

"That's it..." Brother Kun played with the gold chain around his neck for a while, "You ask the other party to talk to me in person."

"This..." Xu Shaoqiang hesitated for a long time without moving the place, and finally was slapped by a younger brother before he had to walk out of the mahjong hall in a desperate manner.

"Where are the documents I want?" Seeing Xu Shaoqiang returning empty-handed, Yang Qinglin looked unhappy.

"Brother Kun wants to talk to you face to face." Xu Shaoqiang replied with a guilty conscience.

"You'd better not play tricks with me." Yang Qinglin stared at Xu Shaoqiang coldly.

"No, no, how dare I." Xu Shaoqiang quickly denied it, "It is indeed Brother Kun who wants to talk with you face-to-face."

"Well, let's go to meet the other party." After Yang Qinglin told a brother who came with him, he and Xu Shaoqiang walked into the mahjong hall.

After the two sides met each other, they first spoke a few words of the scene. Then Yang Qinglin asked straightforwardly: "Brother Kun. What do you think of this business?"

"Very good." Brother Kun laughed. "I have admired DreamWorks for a long time. I don't know if I can pay a visit to your boss."

After Yang Qinglin glanced at Xu Shaoqiang next to him, he frowned and said, "This matter has nothing to do with DreamWorks."

"Ming people don't talk secretly, if you make such a refusal, it will be boring." There was a kind of joke in Kun's tone.

"My boss has been very busy recently, and he doesn't have the time to deal with these trivial matters, and it is not convenient to meet outsiders." Yang Qinglin nodded. Gave a reply.

"Your boss is busy, isn't our brother Kun busy?" A younger brother rushed over and put his hand on Yang Qinglin's shoulder.

"Remove your hand, don't you know it's rude to move your hands and feet?" Yang Qinglin yelled in a deep voice.

"I'll do it to you. I want to do it to those sleek ladies in DreamWorks." The other party was talking nonsense, and suddenly he screamed and was directly knocked out by Yang Qinglin with a palm. Elbow joints.

"Brother Kun, your little brother doesn't cultivate his morals, I will help you teach him." Yang Qinglin pushed away the hapless ghost and looked at Brother Kun calmly. As if not finding the opposite side sinking like water.

"It's really good work." Brother Kun squeezed out these words word by word.

"Thank you." Yang Qinglin waved his hand indifferently, "Brother Kun. Let's do the business first, and then talk about what happened to my boss."

"The order I set has never changed." Brother Kun looked at Yang Qinglin carefully, "I have become more curious about Mr. Tang if I can have such an outstanding subordinate as you."

"So, don't talk about it for now?" Yang Qinglin scratched his head in anguish.

"I'm sincerely making friends, why should you refuse to stay thousands of miles away." Brother Kun began to play with the gold chain around his neck again, "Don't ask the origin of the hero, you shouldn't really look down on me."

"I'm not interested in discussing this topic. Forget about this business, I don't want that performance contract either." Yang Qinglin was too lazy to talk nonsense, got up and left.

"I dare to tear up the club’s contract. It’s not good. I really want to go to DreamWorks." In the tone of Brother Kun, the threat is obvious, "You know, you are precious porcelain, we are It's a crude stone."

"I have repeatedly emphasized that this matter has nothing to do with DreamWorks. Don't make contact randomly, okay?" Yang Qinglin frowned tightly.

"Whether there is, it depends on how you decide." Brother Kun snorted heavily.

"If you are so persistent, then I'll go back and ask my boss." Yang Qinglin smiled playfully, then his eyes fell on Xu Shaoqiang, "You middleman is doing very well."

Seeing Yang Qinglin's back, Xu Shaoqiang couldn't help his calf twisting, and he began to cry in his heart, "How can things turn out to be like this, my 3 million."

"Brother Kun, how can you let it slip away in vain for such an easy and profitable business." Xu Shaoqiang asked, ignoring his fear.

"You're looking for death, Brother Kun still uses you to teach when he does things." A little brother slapped his hand.

"You think I'm boring, so I just want to make a movie with you?" Brother Kun stopped the addition of his subordinates. "A woman can manage DreamWorks so well, which can be seen in the entertainment industry. The money is so good, if you can take this opportunity to get online with the other party, the future business will be more than 6 million."

...

Tang Huan was looking at the invitation sent by the current Hong Kong Governor MacLehose, and Yang Qinglin walked in.

"Is it done?" Tang Huan asked casually.

"No." Yang Qinglin sat across from him and shook his head annoyedly, "Xu Shaoqiang's partner is really a big boss with a lot of territory and power, and it seems that he wants to get on the line with you by squeezing the contract."

"This person thinks a lot." Tang Huan cut and dropped the invitation on the table. "If he is a big man who dominates Xiangjiang, maybe he might be worth seeing."

"I also think that this person's ambition is really out of the ordinary. He also used porcelain and stone as metaphors to threaten DreamWorks." Yang Qinglin took a sip, "I think he is impatient."

"Now that the crops are in time, it's time to harvest." Tang Huan lowered his face, "Find someone to take his place and let him survive the fittest. Remember, it must be clean and free from future troubles."

"Okay. I'm getting itchy right fist," Yang Qinglin stood up and left quickly.

These associations in Xiangjiang are really greedy, even the bleaching smells of blood, always forcing himself to stand up again and again, and Tang Huan put the cup heavily.

"What can't you do without standing up?" Zhou Mi, who walked in, asked with a smile.

"It's just a small matter, it's not worth mentioning." Tang Huan waved his hand, "What's the situation of this banquet, have you inquired about it?"

"Hong Kong Governor MacLehose invited many important celebrities in the city to participate in the private banquet, and even the Xinhua News Agency Xiangjiang Branch did not leave." He explained carefully.

At this stage, the Hong Kong Branch of Xinhua News Agency has not separated the Hong Kong and Macao Working Committee, commonly known as the "Great Society" or "Great Xinhua", as in the original time and space and after the return of Hong Kong, to become a liaison office in Hong Kong. Yes, the Xinhua News Agency, commonly known as "Small Society" or "Xiao Xinhua", combines the two into one office.

The reason for the formation of such a structure was that after the founding of New China, although the British side recognized it, they refused to send China into Hong Kong from an official representative office, and instead suggested that China set up a consulate general.

If we follow the requirements of the British, it would be equivalent to formally admitting that Hong Kong is a British territory or colony, and thus we have the current flexibility.

It is precisely because of this that the current Xinhua News Agency's Xiangjiang Branch has a very special status, which is far more complicated than a simple news agency.

MacLehose also invited him in ~www.readwn.com~ which is quite intriguing.

"Or, you should attend instead of me, lest there really be a so-called peacemaker at that time. There will be a lot of trouble." Tang Huan asked for careful advice.

"You really can't be lazy this time." Zhou Mi smiled and helped Tang Huan analyze, "Since you have been at war with Yihe, then you can't dismiss the trouble. You must show your face in the public eye as a commander. As for persuasion. Just pretend that you don’t understand the sound of harmony."

"That's true." Tang Huan, who was very reasonable, agreed happily, and said jokingly, "I hope I can have a face-to-face meeting with the chairman of Jardine Matheson, so that we can have the fun of hunters and prey. "

...

Recently, New Bijian’s suspicion has become more and more serious, because the several it companies that Tang Huan used to exchange shares have overwhelming advertisements, and the prospects are becoming more and more recognized by people, even within Jardine and Land. There are people secretly talking about who is good and who is bad.

Niubijian, who had been caught in an internal power struggle, now looks at everyone feeling that the other party might stab himself in the dark. (To be continued...) Easy. Look. Small. Talk.