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Chapter 301 This Is Called Unfair

Domestic remuneration is generally divided into several grades.

Second- and third-tier actors have been swaying around 200 million, just like Boss Wan in the second-tier, the film crew who invited her to act must show at least 150 million sincerity.

When Chen Kun played Mulan, it only earned more than 200 million at the box office.

But most actors in this class don't live off film salaries.

They are now showing their faces in movies, and then relying on various endorsements to make money.

The first-line top-tier big names are generally around 500 million, just like Ge You.What's different is the market price in Xiangjiang. Big names like Liu Tianwang and Gu Tianle are even higher, and they can get 800 million yuan in salary.

If the film party is more generous, it can also participate in the dividends.

Generally, actresses earn less than male actors, like Liu Jialing, who earned more than 400 million in this film.

Gas, shaking, cold!When will actresses stand up!
But in fact, they have more opportunities to get in touch with endorsements, and their ability to attract money is actually stronger.

Just like Xiao Bingbing, more than half of the money she earned was from endorsements.

Further up are people who have been in contact with the Hollywood circle, such as Zhou Runfa and the two kung fu kings.

Quotes are based on Hollywood prices.

Zhou Yun issued 4000 million, and Li Lianjie and his eldest brother made a base of [-] million.

Or why did Brother Fa act in so many bad movies in Hollywood, a bulletproof monk made investors lose money, but his worth went up.

"In this way, the guarantee is 400 million, the box office is 100 million, and every [-] million is an extra [-] million."

400 million, 600 million.

Ji Yun recalled the score of this film, it seems to be 6.67 million.

Not surprisingly, I was able to get a salary of 600 million in the end.

But he was still a little dissatisfied, after all, he came rushing to play a supporting role.

After working so hard for a few months, I should have gone home with more than 500 million yuan. After being busy for so long, I made hundreds of thousands more?

Even if he is not short of hundreds of thousands, it would be great to go home early and learn martial arts with Boss Wan.

"What if it's [-] million?"

Jiang Wen was taken aback for a moment, he had never thought about this number.

He is also motivated, after all, he has deliberately suppressed his "mystery" style in Let the Bullets Fly, and the metaphors in it are relatively straightforward, just to fit the market and give his investor Yang Shoucheng a return of money.

He thought of [-] million, and if he worked hard, he might reach [-] million, but [-] million is indeed a bit far away.

He has seen the movie "The Richest Man in Xihong City".

It doesn't have the feces and farts in other movies, and it can be on the stage.

It occupies the prime time period of the New Year's file, and it is a movie type suitable for all ages. Under the Red Cliff, which was released at the same time, is completely a stepping stone.

The right time, the right place, the right people and all the possessions, only took a little over [-] million.

Although his "Let the bullets fly" is straightforward, it is not at the level of Xiaobai, and it is a bit strenuous to fight according to the score of [-] million.

"That's how you like this movie."

Jiang Wen was a little ashamed, he didn't even think of this number, but Ji Yun was more confident than him.

"I'm quite optimistic about it. It's profound and humorous. Isn't the piano piano the model for success?"

Jiang Wen also thought that the film was high-sounding, and could only conquer those deep audiences.In fact, after the film was released, it turned the world upside down. The famous lines were lined up one after another, and the audience could enjoy watching the story without knowing the behind-the-scenes story.

He is not confident now, and a large part of the reason is that he has not finished writing the script.

Jiang Wen took a deep breath, "If the box office exceeds 100 million, I will add another [-] million to you!"

"I've put so much effort into co-authoring, and the content of your reward hasn't changed!"

"What kind of bicycle do you want? If you have money, you can get it. Which supporting role do you see can get a salary of 700 million?" Jiang Wen rolled his eyes, "It's higher than Ge You, and it's [-] million at the box office. You can't bear to take this money?"

"I bear it."

After discussing the remuneration, Jiang Wen didn't worry about Ji Yun picking up his son and leaving.

Busy with other things, he shifted Ji Yun's role to the front again.

"Hurry up and finish filming your scenes, and concentrate on writing the script after filming."

"Hey! You..." Ji Yun just wanted to reply, when he saw that Jiang Wen had returned to the monitor.

"Boss, how am I?"

Qiao Shan ran over happily, wearing a scorched yellow coarse cloth vest, revealing two big white arms like pig's legs.

"Where are you?"

"I'm playing one of the members of Wu Juren's regiment."

Ji Yun took a closer look, he was still wearing a suit of clothes, "Which one is this?"

"This one is for gangsters, playing the fake gangsters under Huang Silang." Qiao Shan took out another one, "This one is for local tyrants and country gentry."

Ji Yun sighed, "How much will the extras pay you?"

"Director Jiang said that after this cooperation, he will give me the chance to play a role in the future, so I don't ask for money."

"Do you know how many movies he has made in total?"

After 25 years of directing, he has filmed a total of six films, and the next one is one step away in four years.

In four years, even for a fool like Qiao Shan, Ji Yun is confident that he will be the leading actor.

At that time, is it still necessary to go through the back door to loot the character?

Patted him on the shoulder, "You are really the crouching dragon of our company."

Looking at Ji Yun's receding back, Qiao Shan shouted: "Boss, don't worry, I will not disappoint your expectations!"

mother chicken.

When he walked in front of the camera, Ji Yun was still cursing.

"Are the actors ready?"

Ji Yun looked at Zhang Mo and nodded.

He urgently needs to vent the resentment Qiao Shan brought to him.

"Act [-], scene [-], second shot, ACTION!"

Ji Yun found an angle, sat under the shadow, and said in a low voice, "Master Liu, you ate two bowls of noodles and only paid for one bowl."

"Fart, I just ate a bowl of noodles and gave him a bowl of money."

Contrary to Zhang Mo's eagerness, Ji Yun's cloud is calm at the moment, "How many bowls has he eaten?"

The fan seller lowered his brows casually, raised his eyelids slightly, and said timidly, "Two bowls."

"impossible!"

Wu Juren behind him kicked him on the back and staggered him, "Master Liu is the son of the county magistrate, how can he owe you money?"

"I just ate two bowls and gave one bowl of money."

Ji Yun finally stood up, pacing slightly, his heels making an aggressive sound on the ground.

"The county magistrate wants to give us Goose City fairness."

Passing by Zhang Mo, he cupped his fists and pointed at the sunlight outside the window.

"Good!~"

The voice suddenly became high, and Ji Yun's eyebrows were all open, "I'm asking for fairness today!"

Instead of going up again, it fell down again, with a soft drizzle: "Ask who is asking for it? Ask the county magistrate's son, why?"

The words hit Zhang Mo's face like a cannonball, just now seeing Ji Yun's aura turn from low to high, as if he was half an inch taller.

Huddling himself in his shadow, he took a step back as if on fire.

As soon as he withdrew from this step, he secretly screamed.

It doesn't fit his character.

As soon as this thought came up, Zhang Moqiang heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, Ji Yun's soft-spoken tone not only led to deep emotions, but also seemed to allow him to find a space for breathing in the mud.

Just when he raised his head, Ji Yun's eyes met him again.

"He ate two bowls of noodles and only paid for one bowl."

Face to face with Ji Yun, Zhang Mozhi felt that he could clearly see Ji Yun's chest bulging slightly.

Ji Yun bullied him, and he took another step back, as if repeating this cycle of one advance and one retreat.

"It's called, No! Gong! Ping!"

The whole body seemed to resonate, and Ji Yun's voice sounded like thunder in Zhang Mo's ears.

"Pfft."

(End of this chapter)