When Careeraholic Meets Workaholic

But being a producer, after all, the word "money" cannot be avoided.

Grandpa has no money in his "little treasury" and has no say in this matter.Seeing the daughter-in-law handing the bank card to the grandson is still a little unhappy.

My mother said: "Mom doesn't have much money, I just want to encourage you to start a business. If not, I still have a lot of jewelry."

"Cough!" The old man became unhappy, "Is it a joke to sell some jewelry? How much does it cost to make a movie? I'll call the security later..."

"I bought so much jewelry, I can't even wear it. It's better to support my son's career than to collect ashes there. I believe that after my son makes money, he will buy better ones for his mother."

The old man was angry and said loudly: "I still have stocks! What is your little money! Put it away for me and don't sell it!" After scolding his daughter-in-law, the old man smiled and looked at Zhou Yao with a doting expression on his face. , and said softly, "As a producer, you want to start a company? We will try our best to go public when we start a company. Remember to give grandpa some original shares when it goes public."

Zhou Yao was amused by the childishness of the two elders vying for money, and said, "I don't need your money, I have it."

Zhou Yao is a master of online literature. The income of new and old articles is nearly [-] million a year. Although he has no sense of crisis in the past few years, he always "gathers" from the world, eats the best, lives in the best, and plays the best , failed to save a thick net worth.But in the past few years, he also bought a car, bought a house, and made some piecemeal investments. After realizing the real estate, plus the savings in his hand, based on his understanding of the film and television industry, it should be enough.

My mother asked curiously: "How much does it cost to make a movie?"

"Eight figures." Zhou Yao didn't know either. He only knew that after there were more TV dramas adapted from online literature, the websites of big platforms only select TV dramas with an investment of tens of millions. In other words, only an investment of this price can produce high-quality dramas.

This money is not too much.

But not less.

"Oh, the threshold is not too high." The mother's reaction to the amount of money was very light. The Zhou family's real estate business is often worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Since her values ​​​​are not too high, she thought that Zhou Yao could easily get it. come out.

Zhou Yao smiled, naturally he wouldn't mention that he was going to be filming, he probably had to sell his house.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren chatted together for a day, and when Zhou Yao's father came back in the evening, it was rare for him to hear a different voice.

Zhou Yao's father, Zhou Baoquan, was not well-educated, and his ability was average, but he had a lot of aura, and he barely knew how to know people and make good use of them.After his mother passed away, Zhou Yao complained in his heart about his father's stupidity. If he hadn't been tricked into buying that rotten land, why would he have let his wife die? The little flames have dissipated again, and business has its ups and downs, not to mention someone targeting them and deliberately setting them up.

Blame only those malicious encirclement and suppression.He clearly remembered all those ugly faces!

Speaking of which, one of He Yu's accomplices is also in the entertainment industry, a veteran film company, and it is still a giant in the entertainment industry in this era. These debts will be recovered sooner or later!

When he came back to his senses, his mother had finished speaking, Zhou Baoquan frowned and shook his head: "The circle is very chaotic, you are autistic and I will let you go, but I don't agree with the entertainment industry, you think you can write dramas if you think you can write." , When the time comes when you lose money, do you want your family to help you fill in that hole again? Besides, how long can you earn money by writing articles? , you are 28 years old, do you still think you are young?"

"Cough." Old Master Zhou coughed, interrupted Zhou Baoquan's reprimand, and took a deep look at him, his protection for his grandson was beyond words.

Zhou Baoquan pursed his lips, being under the control of his father, he could only stare at his son, and finally gave him a warning look, with a clear meaning that he would never support him.

Going home at night, Yuan Yuanlan sent Zhou Yao out of the door, secretly took out a card, and said: "There is some money in it, you take it first, don't be angry with your father, he just has too many responsibilities and is under a lot of pressure. "

Zhou Yao nodded: "I know."

He didn't blame his father, nor was he in his twenties without worries. He understood his father's concerns. No one in the Zhou family understood that circle, so he couldn't be too cautious.

"I don't want the money." Zhou Yao pushed back the card in his hand.

Who knew that the always gentle mother firmly put the card in his hand this time, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I really don't know how much money you have? Everything is difficult at the beginning, remember what my mother said, everything that can be solved with money It's not a big deal, our family is not short of money, and neither are you, so if you want to do it, do your best."

Zhou Yao's tense back suddenly relaxed. He suppressed the indescribable ups and downs in his heart, and finally held his mother in his arms, and couldn't help but kissed her on the top of her hair.

The mother was amused, straightened Zhou Yao's collar, and Yue Xia's eyebrows and eyes were soft and gentle.

"Drive slower."

"Well, you also pay attention to your body."

"This time I came back and became more sensible. My son seems to have finally grown up."

Zhou Yao smiled without saying a word.

After parting from his mother, Zhou Yao left the ancestral house and walked towards the parking lot. Under the street lamp, a man with sloppy footsteps walked towards him. The light shone on his face, which was overinfected by wine, sex and wealth, and Zhou Yao's pupils shrank slightly.

The man stopped at a distance of about ten meters, poked his head and squinted at him exaggeratedly, and then shouted with his tongue out, "Yaoer, are you back?"

Zhou Yao didn't stop until he walked in front of him, and then said "um".

"long time no see."

"Ah."

"Never once did I promise you to come out to play with me, hide me far away, okay, I know you don't like to play my tricks, but I also have a pastime of drinking tea and chatting, and calling you to drink tea later?"

"Come."

The man was slightly stunned: "I haven't seen you for a while, it seems that I have changed a bit, and I understand human language. Okay, I'm a little drunk today, I'll call you when I wake up."

"Okay." Zhou Yao paused and told, "Drink less, it will hurt your liver."

"Hehehe, okay, okay."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two passed by each other, Zhou Yao walked a few steps, and then looked back with soft eyes.

This person is called Diao Dian, and he is his childhood playmate, but he is far from being a child, because Diao Dian is a typical playboy, sensual and full of five poisons.

He is not the same as Zhou Yao.

But in the previous life, when he was desperate, he found Diao Dian. At that time, Diao Dian took care of his work and worked as a clerk in his own company. He earned all his pocket money by himself, but he gave him 60 the next day. The card was placed heavily on the palm of his hand, and he looked at it several times with nostalgia, and said, "This is all my private money, and I can only take so much for you. Don't rush to pay it back. I still remember that my aunt handed it to you." The smell of the cookies you made, hey, why didn't you come to me sooner."

Although my mother was already seriously ill at that time, no amount of money could bring her back to heaven, but Diao Dianqian sent a hand warmer, which warmed Zhou Yao's hands that winter.

Some people pretend to be brothers and sisters, but secretly plot and calculate.Some people are cynical, but pure and warm.And some people have eyes but are blind.

Zhou Yao pursed his lips and chuckled, really hoping that Diao would call him when he sobered up.

But on the second day, Diao Dian didn't call, nor on the third day.

Zhou Yao worked normally for three consecutive days, his complexion recovered a lot, and he went out again.Along the way, the mobile phone was beeping non-stop, He Yu sent him text messages from different numbers, and he blocked him one by one, so thick-skinned.

With such a face, it's no wonder that he can do bad things like stabbing a knife in the back.

The previously agreed time was too early, and it coincided with the rush hour on weekdays. Zhou Yao's car was stopped and stopped on the road, which exhausted his patience.

Passing by Tianda Square, Zhou Yao put his hands on the window and propped his chin. He glanced out and saw a simple open-air stage set up in the middle of the square. The bright red background was festive but a bit rustic. The boys in uniform sang and danced on the stage under the watchful eyes of a group of uncles and aunts.

Zhou Yao took a second look, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the boy in the middle C position. He couldn't tell what he looked like, but he worked very hard. Compared with the laziness of the others, he seemed to be standing in front of the light. On the dazzling stage, it is very eye-catching, but also particularly embarrassing.

It's not easy to do anything.

Zhou Yao didn't mean to belittle the other party, or even admire him.He was also born with a golden key in his mouth. In the first half of his life, his life was full of wind and rain, but in the second half of his life, his luck took a turn for the worse. Living, in fact, was already very difficult.

Finally arrived at the tea restaurant before the appointed time, the two old men had already drank half a pot of tea, Zhou Yao greeted them respectfully, and the grandfather said proudly: "This is my grandson Zhou Yao, a famous writer , Yin Shang, have you heard of it? The annual income is tens of millions of times that of mine at his age, and I called you out today to talk about film and television investment."

Grandpa Liu shook his head: "I knew it, you old man has nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, what good thing can you call me?"

Grandpa laughed haha: "Isn't it a good thing for you to help my grandson enter the door?"

Zhou Yao hurriedly added tea to Grandpa Liu and said, "Thank you Grandpa Liu for your advice."

Grandpa Liu drank the tea that Zhou Yao handed over with a smile, and then said: "After the Internet reform drama became popular last year, I also paid attention to it. Three of them were approved, and the remaining two failed to pass the approval, and the only one that went to the stars received mediocre response. Do you know the relationship between them?"

"Online literary routines are single, conflicts are simple, adaptation is already very difficult, and the cost of flying around movies is high, but there is no guarantee of return. In addition, the reaction of fans of the original works is also critical. Capital buys IP for those batches. Readers who have read the book, but the reader is immersed in the story of his own imagination, it is difficult to accept the image created by the actor, and word of mouth in the entertainment circle is the most important thing."

"In short, it's best not to enter the market now. The reason why a phenomenon becomes a phenomenon itself means that it cannot be copied. We can't blindly follow others just because others make money. Investing in film and television is risky, and if you don't do it, you will lose everything! "

Grandpa Liu spoke like an opera, with cadences and cadences. Mr. Zhou was taken aback for a while. Before Zhou Yao could react, he finally slapped the table and said angrily, "I asked you to guide my grandson. Why are you telling me these things? Can you?" Why don't we know! It's 0202, don't use your rules to talk about things! Just tell me, how to do it!"