I have nothing to do

91.

Tang Yize was wearing his small suit, pressing his tie with one hand and holding chopsticks in the other, sucking rice noodles in mouthfuls.

He didn't want to eat it at first. Before he came, he thought it was a business meeting again. He didn't think that he was here to drink rice noodles. The key is that Cheng Xinyuan's food next to him was very delicious, and he kept telling him to eat it, eat it quickly, it's delicious. Bar.

In order not to make Cheng Xinyuan feel that he was hypocritical, he had no choice but to take off his suit jacket and sit down to eat together.

When Weng Chi went out, Cheng Xinyuan chatted with him while making tea, just like when he was back in college, he was still resentful and asked Cheng Xinyuan how the past few years were going, whether he was proud of his career and love.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xinyuan sighed, gave a wry smile, then waved his hand and said don't mention it.

Generally speaking, "don't mention it" means "come and ask me".

If it were someone else, Tang Yize wouldn't be used to this problem, and the more he said that, the less he would ask, but this person was Cheng Xinyuan, a man he loved and hated at the same time, Cheng Xinyuan's sigh just now was enough to make him worry, let alone His "Forget it".

Tang Yize asked him what was the matter, Cheng Xinyuan procrastinated for a few sentences and began to tell his sad story from becoming famous to being isolated in the past few years, interspersed with how hard it was for him to make movies, how he lacked money, how he loved art, how he pursued, and how At the end, I don't forget to add that he has no time to think about personal issues for the film career.

"After all these years, you are still alone..." Tang Yize pushed his glasses and said slowly, "I thought you and Alex were a couple."

"No, at that time it was, uh, nonsense." Cheng Xinyuan took a sip of tea guiltily, "I just don't want to fall in love, I don't have that intention."

"Isn't it because you hate me?"

"No, no, absolutely not, how could I hate you, you are so kind to me." Cheng Xinyuan thought that he should not be lying, he didn't hate Tang Yize, he was just afraid of Tang Yize.

"Then what about your current movie, have you found an investor?"

"How can I find it if I don't have a book? Besides, the investors are very smart now. If you don't see a rabbit, you won't spread an eagle. I'm not a director with box office appeal. Even if people really invest, the money they can give is limited, but I don't want to make do with it. Worry." Cheng Xinyuan sighed again, "Drink tea, drink tea, drink tea to relieve thousands of worries."

There were incense sticks burning in the censer in the tea room, Tang Yize held the teacup and looked at Cheng Xinyuan, who was earnestly fanning and boiling the water, amidst the smoky clouds.

"Xinyuan, I know 3000 million is too much, and I was a little angry at the time." Tang Yize said softly.

"It's okay, Xiao Yi, even if you quote 1000 million, I can't afford it."

"I don't have to ask for this price..." When Tang Yize was talking to Cheng Xinyuan, Weng Chi walked in, and he immediately stopped talking, then put on a cold expression, and listened to Weng Chi talking while eating rice noodles.

Now that the bowl of rice noodles is almost bottomed out, Weng Chi still hasn't opened his mouth.

Cheng Xinyuan, on the other hand, kept greeting him enthusiastically.

The dishes were served one by one, and Cheng Xinyuan said that the old milk potatoes and potatoes were all brought in by air. Tang Yize didn't care about eating them. Talk about copyright.

"Mr. Weng, I have also contacted Xinyuan before. I came to see you this time mainly for the copyright matter of "Hunting Red"." Tang Yize didn't want to play hide-and-seek with Weng Chi anymore, so it was better to get straight to the point and settle this matter.

"I know, Mr. Tang, we are also here for this, but let me tell you straight, we can't accept the previous price, which is far beyond our budget."

"Then how much is your budget? Why don't you just listen to it. After all, Xinyuan is different from others. I will definitely support his dream if I have the ability." , Tang Yize felt that it would be better to cut the mess quickly, after all, although he was a newcomer in this circle, the person standing behind him was not ordinary.

Weng Chi was also very calm. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if I say it, Mr. Tang will scold me, but this is also our previous budget."

"Since it is the previous budget, it means that there is still room for adjustment. Based on the principle of win-win situation, let's talk about it again."

"100 million." Weng Chi stretched out a finger, "We want the right to adapt the film."

"It's too low. With the current popularity of "Hunting Red", I authorized the shooting of the film at this price. It is too shameful to spread the word. Let alone others, even the round table will not make it easy for me. 4000 million."

Tang Yize did not lie, even if he was willing to sell at a low price, the market would not allow it, if he dared to smash someone else's job once, they would make him unable to eat in the future.

"I know Mr. Weng's difficulties, but the 4000 million on the round table is the package price of the next four volumes, so one roll is only 1000 million."

Weng Chi did not lie, but he concealed that the round table only awarded the award for three years and required that the filming must start within one year, otherwise the authorization would be revoked. Calculated in this way, the time is fully calculated, and it is necessary to shoot two films. This is not only time-consuming but also economical. The pressure is too much.

"That's 1000 million, everyone, be a cheerful person." Tang Yize said with a smile.

"You can be happy only if you have money. Director Cheng and I have no money, Mr. Tang who can't be happy." Weng Chi also laughed, "Mr. Tang, I know that you and Director Cheng have a good personal relationship, and Director Cheng always mentioned you before... Well, in fact, I have persuaded him to change to another film. After all, horror novels are very difficult to adapt, and it is not easy to pass the review. The audience is also limited. Any director has to weigh it before filming, but Director Cheng really likes it several times. Expressed that I really wanted to shoot, so I came here to talk to Mr. Tang.”

"And..." Weng Chi changed the subject, "I also heard that there was a fantasy movie before, and Mr. Tang also invested in it, but the film's box office seems to be relatively average. There is also a family ethics drama, and Mr. Tang's company also participated. It seems that there is no schedule yet..."

Tang Yize's smile gradually disappeared following Weng Chi's words, he was silent for a moment, then sneered and said:

"Mr. Weng is quite well informed."

"Each each other."

"I have heard that Mr. Weng has made a lot of achievements in film and television investment."

"It's just a small fight." Weng Chi said with a smile, "It's just good luck."

Tang Yize pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, tilted his head and said:

"I wonder if Mr. Weng's good luck can be shared with me."

"Of course." Weng Chi added a bowl of soup to Tang Yize, "As long as I can afford it."

The meal lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.

When Tang Yize went out, he said he was a little dizzy, probably because he was drunk with tea.

Cheng Xinyuan said it's okay, I'll call a driver for you.

Tang Yize gave Cheng Xinyuan a sad look, and Cheng Xinyuan immediately shut up.

Weng Chi said on the sidelines that you should just take Mr. Tang for a trip, anyway, I will not go home with you.

Cheng Xinyuan scolded Weng Chi with his eyes, and Weng Chi waved his hand to say goodbye. He told Tang Yize that he would sign the contract in two days, and wish us a happy cooperation.

Tang Yize agreed while holding his forehead, turned around and told Cheng Xinyuan that he was dizzy.

Cheng Xinyuan said that I am not a doctor.

Weng Chi couldn't take it anymore, so he drove away quickly. On the road, he couldn't bear it, and dialed Yan Yu's number while waiting for the red light.

He didn't even think about whether this hour would disturb the other party's rest.

"Hey……"

Yan Yu's soft voice was transmitted to his bones through the earphones, and Weng Chi's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he laughed unconsciously.

"I have good news and good news, which do you want to hear first?"

"good news."

"Copyright negotiated."

"Really, congratulations, what about the other good news?"

"Well, I haven't made it up yet... But after meeting you, I'm all good news."

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I really bought the copyright, the specific amount will be written in the next chapter, anyway, I didn’t pay for it (bushi…

Smart kids must have discovered that we are going to change the map, work, copyright, what else should there be?what?what?