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Chapter 9 A Small Fortune

"Ok?"

Huang Ze was stunned.

Is this your biological father?
You don't even praise me, but just assume that I plagiarized?
"I swear, I wrote this book word by word!"

"Guaranteed authenticity, absolutely authentic!"

Anyway, whichever comes out first is the authentic one.

Huang Ze has a clear conscience about this!

If you have the guts, come and hit me, the original author.

"Yeah." Dad Huang Shi nodded slightly, and said with a look of disbelief, "I believe you."

"Do you really believe it?" Huang Ze asked back.

"Don't worry about it." Huang Shi patted Huang Ze on the shoulder. "I don't really understand the script, I just think the story is so well written. After all, Dad doesn't have the talent for literature."

"By the way, I think we don't have to wait until Monday to submit our manuscript. Let's go directly tomorrow and look for Lao Shen. He is a famous screenwriter in our studio. The movie "405 Murder Case" he wrote and directed a few years ago was a huge hit. If he agrees, then there is a % chance that your script will be bought by the studio."

"Okay, then shall we go tomorrow morning?"

There is a back door, so Huang Ze doesn't mind taking it.

In my previous life, I had to do everything on my own.

Now that we can finally save some trouble, why do we have to take the long way around?
Wouldn't that be an injustice to my parents for all their hard work throughout their lives?

Besides, this backdoor does not violate any regulations, and Huang Ze is still very confident in the script of "The Spring of the Underachievers".

This film is not ranked high on IMDB abroad, but it has a high status in China and France. This may be because many foreigners do not have the cultural tradition of teachers and gardeners.

in the country, this is absolutely accepted!

And I love to eat very much!
……

"This is your Uncle Shen."

"This is my son, Huang Ze."

"Hello, Uncle Shen."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Shen Yaoting is a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses and looking a little serious, but his tone is quite enthusiastic, "Old Huang, are you here to play chess with me?"

"It seems you are still not convinced!"

"I have to kill you a few more times in a row."

"No, no." Huang Shi smiled and waved his hand. "Aze has written a script. I don't understand it either. I'll ask you to give me some advice and see if it can meet the script standards for our company's acquisition."

"Oh, this is a little token of my appreciation."

"Hey, Lao Huang, what do you mean by this?" Shen Yaoting immediately refused, "Does our relationship need to be like this?"

"Hey, just a little something."

"It's no fun if you keep doing this. Take it. How can I accept your offer?"

Shen Yaoting forcefully rejected the two bottles of wine Huang Shi bought, and looked at the file bag in Huang Ze's hand, "Let's look at the script. Bring it over for me to see."

"Sorry for the trouble, Uncle Shen." Huang Ze handed over the script with both hands.

After asking the father and son to sit down, Shen Yaoting opened the script.

I had a good impression at first sight.

"The handwriting is good!"

As he watched, he felt that he was superficial.

Where is the writing good?
The content is well written too!

After reading from the first word to the last, Shen Yaoting nodded with satisfaction and looked at Huang Ze with a critical look. "The inspiration for your script should come from the French film "A Cage of Nightingales" from 45, right?"

"That's right." Huang Ze nodded.

"Very talented, and did a good job."

"It's not worse than what the screenwriters in our factory wrote."

"How about I talk to the higher-ups and ask you to be the screenwriter?"

"I think it's fine now." Huang Ze declined politely. If you ask me to be a director, I can consider being a screenwriter...

Professional screenwriters really don't have many ideas.

There's no way. The position of screenwriter must be combined with that of director to have the final say.

Except South Korea, his status is not high in any other country.

There's also a joke in Hollywood that an actress wants a role, so she gets on a screenwriter's red couch.

It's really heartbreaking.

Huang Ze didn't want this to happen.

"Work hard." Shen Yao stopped filming the script, looked at Huang Shi, and nodded with satisfaction, "This script is acceptable."

"Old Huang, that's it."

"On Monday, I'll submit the application and you'll approve the funds."

"Are you accepting it just for my sake?" Huang Shi asked.

"I also want to say that, and let you owe me a favor, but unfortunately it's not the case." Shen Yaoting smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry about it. Give this script to the screenwriter team, and anyone who sees it will accept it."

"Although our studio has produced a lot of films every year in recent years, we are still extremely eager for excellent scripts."

"I can't help it. I'm too scared!"

"You are in charge of finance, so you should know that even if 7 is made, China Film will buy it. Our studio could only produce ten films a year before 79, and it was only in 80 that it reached 81, and in 21 it reached . Now that's reasonable."

"Aze, if you have any excellent books in the future, you can come to me!"

Shen Yaoting looked at Huang Ze and patted the book in his hand. "As long as it's of this quality, you can get as many books as you want from any factory. The scriptwriting department can give you 300 yuan for one book."

"No problem! Thank you, Uncle Shen."

Huang Ze’s idea is that he should participate in the written script and earn enough profit.

"The Spring of the Underachievers" is for the purpose of starting on your own.

If there were more, I wouldn't be able to wholesale the excellent scripts that I had memorized so long ago like cabbages.

Now that it’s wholesale, what should I shoot next?
Of course, although he had no intention of continuing to sell the script, Huang Ze still had to express his gratitude to him.

Three hundred yuan for a script is a pretty good price.

You have to know that the script fee for the filming of Mo Yan's novel for the adaptation of "Red Sorghum" a few years later was only 500 yuan. He was already a well-known figure in the literary world, while I was a complete newcomer.

If we convert it into salary, three hundred yuan is equivalent to more than half a year's salary.

You can't say it's too little.

"Okay, that's settled then. Old Huang, you can't leave. Let's play chess! Hahahaha..." Shen Yaoting thought of the happy things.

"Just go down."

For the sake of his son, Huang Shi had no choice but to sacrifice his life for the gentleman.

Then he lost three games in a row, and quickly put down the not-so-expensive gift and ran away with Huang Ze.

……

The next day.

Thirty Great Unity tickets fell into Huang Ze's hands.

My mother makes a lot of money and has good benefits, so she didn't take it away from you like others did, saying that she was saving it for you to get married. Instead, she said at the dinner table, "You have a girlfriend, so you can't be without some money. But don't spend it recklessly, understand?"

"know."

No one knows what counts as a waste of money, but this does not stop Huang Ze from agreeing readily.

After dinner, Huang Ze went into the house, recalled the original version of "The Chorus", and started drawing the storyboard script.

Although he didn't know when the filming of "The Spring of the Underachievers" would start, and he didn't know whether he could participate in it, and even if he did, how much of his storyboards would be adopted, Huang Ze still wanted to do it well.

Opportunities always come to those who are prepared.

Huang Ze wants to be adequately prepared.

But he didn't know that someone at the top of the factory was also watching him.

(End of this chapter)