Chapter Thirteen: All of a sudden
Today is the most people looking for since Li Xuechu arrived in Xiangjiang.
I was tired of writing novels in the morning. I was just about to go out for a walk when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I saw that the face in front of me seemed familiar.
"Hello, is Mr. Li Xuechu here?"
"I am, who are you?"
"Oh, I, Shi Tian, can I come in?"
"Sorry, please come in, please come in." No wonder I often see it in old movies. I remember that Xinyi City seemed to be just established in the past few days. The man came to him, probably because he adapted the novel.
Li Xuechu originally wrote a novel as a calculation to adapt it into a script. After the novel was reported, he often wondered who would come to work first. If no one came, should he learn to write a script and then come to him? Without thinking for a long time, he came first, which saved a lot of trouble.
The two sat down and talked casually for a few words. They heard Li Xuechu's strong foreign accent. Shi Tian tentatively asked about Li Xuechu's hometown. He learned that Xiao Li had been from the mainland for less than three months, so they changed their mouths and talked in Mandarin. This incident really surprised Li Xuechu a little. It turned out that Shi Tian was a god-like person. Before coming to Xiangjiang, he had participated in a movie called "Three Interviews in the Mountain City". This movie is too old, and Li Xuechu has never heard of it. However, it is rare that someone in Xiangjiang speaks Mandarin, which still makes Li Xuechu feel very friendly. The feeling of being divorced suddenly brought a lot closer.
However, Li Xuechu, who came from later generations more than three or ten years later, knew nothing more than Shi Tian, who had been away for more than ten years. After a few minutes of conversation, Li Xuechu had to turn the topic back to Xiangjiang. Shi Tian didn't care. It was not originally intended to reminisce about the past. The topic naturally led to Li Xuechu's novels.
"Speaking of it, there are quite a few people who write novels in Xiangjiang, but most of the themes are limited to martial arts and some strange things in the late Qing Dynasty and Republic of China, and they are also love to deceive little girls. Mr. Li's novel themes are very novel, and the plot is unique. It became popular in Xiangjiang in less than half a month. Mr. Li is really young and promising!" Shi Tian praised a few words.
"Haha, I'm just writing for leisure and fun, so I don't have to praise you." I've really said a lot of polite words these days.
"Have Mr. Li ever thought about adapting his work into a movie?"
"I thought about it, but I haven't written a script, so I can't start." The meat scene came, and Li Xuechu quickly got up.
"Oh hehe, in fact, there is a ready-made novel theme, and it is not difficult to adapt it into a script," Shi Tian said quickly, "and our New Art City has a special screenwriter. As long as Mr. Li can give up the right to adapt the movie to us, Mr. Li doesn't have to worry about the script."
Li Xuechu thought about it and asked, "I don't know how to cooperate in detail?"
"Let's do this, our Xinyi City spends 200,000 yuan to buy Mr. Li's little kid. I wonder what Mr. Li wants?"
Two hundred thousand? It sounds a bit sincere. Li Xuechu wants to trump the price, but he feels that no matter how much it is, it won’t be much. Currently, there are not many movie production costs in Xiangjiang that cost millions, and there is not much room for price increase.
"I wonder if I can invest in the script?"
"Haha, Mr. Li is interested in movies?" Shi Tian breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course there is no problem. If Mr. Li is interested, he can join our company. We will never treat talents like Mr. Li unfairly."
"Uh, I'm just curious about the film industry and want to know about it. If I really enter the industry, I'm really not prepared. Let's talk about it later." Li Xuechu remembered that Xinyi City had a disagreement due to uneven distribution of interests, and it fell apart in about 90s. Now it's the early stage of their business. If they say it, they don't believe it. It's better to maintain a simple cooperative relationship, so they have to think about how to get out when they get in.
"Okay, then let's talk about this a little bit later." Shi Tian felt a little disappointed, but the biggest thing had been completed and he didn't worry too much. "If Mr. Li changed his mind, remember to welcome Mr. Li from Xinyi City."
"It must be." Li Xuechu was perfunctory.
The general direction has been decided, and the two discussed specific cooperation matters.
"Although this movie does not involve any big scenes, the shooting scenes require luxury houses and passenger planes, and the investment amount will not be small." In fact, for the New Art City, where the funder behind it is Lei Tycoon, this is not a problem at all. The luxury houses can even be provided for them for free for shooting. For passenger planes or Torre tycoon's relationship, Cathay Pacific might be better if you just create a scene directly. Shi Tian said this just to add his own chips. "Of course, I have to go back and estimate the specific amount to be answered by everyone before I can give Mr. Li a reply, and it will not be delayed for a long time. After all, we also want to shoot as soon as possible."
"No problem, I'm not in a hurry. I'll just tell you if I have calculated it." If the cost is passive if others say it, it will be diluted. It's not like the profit, but maybe I'll lose money. Fortunately, I have time, so if I can't, I'll go to the door to supervise it.
The two first finalized a novel adaptation agreement of 200,000 yuan, and agreed to discuss the investment in the film production three days later. It was noon.
The two went to the bank to handle the transfer first, but they didn't bring the 200,000 Shitian with them. Li Xuechu's bank account was handled after moving yesterday. Unfortunately, there was no bank card or ATM at this time, which made Li Xuechu feel a little inconvenient. Then the two had a meal together and said goodbye and left.
When I walked to the door of my house, I saw another "acquaintance", Wumai!
This year, the 50-year-old is probably less than 40 years old, but he is not the oldest person in the Hong family class. Lin Zhengying is less than 30 years old. She doesn’t seem to be inconsistent with the role of uncle two years later.
After recognizing the person, Li Xuechu was embarrassed to come forward and chat with her, and bowed her head and walked into the building.
Wumai held a note in her hand, and then followed her in. When she walked to the door of the room, Li Xuechu took out the key and was about to open the door and go in. Wumai also followed her, took out the note and looked at it, and asked uncertainly: "Is this Mr. Li Xuechu's home?"
Huh? Li Xuechu took a look at the note on Wuma's hand, "Room 401, Building B, Yali Garden, No. 43 Broadcasting Road", isn't it just for him to come to find him?
"I am, are you Mr. Wuma?"
"You are?" Wu Ma was really surprised. He was not surprised by what Li Xuechu knew about him. He has participated in and directed many movies and is also a public figure in Xiangjiang.
"It's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves of the previous waves!" Wu Ma looked at the young and overly-deserved novelist in front of him and smiled bitterly. For a moment, he felt that he was really old.
"Mr. Wu has over the award." After hearing so much, Li Xuechu was really numb to these things.
"Haha, my surname is Feng, and my stage name is too much, but no one knows the real name."
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Feng, please come in." Li Xuechu pushed open the door and let Wuma into the room.
"Mr. Li, you're welcome," Wuma and Shi Tian have a completely different style. They didn't sit down as soon as they came in and sat down. "Mr. Li, I'm here today because I'm asking for something."
"Mr. Feng is talking about novel adaptation? I'm so embarrassed. The adaptation rights of Xiao Guizhuo have just been sold." Li Xuechu said with a wry smile. If you don't come early or late, you will pick them all at a time. However, Xiao Guizhuo has only been serialized for two days, so it's not too slow. This also shows that the competition in the Xiangjiang film industry is so fierce.
"Is it sold so quickly?" Wuma's face was shocked and suspicious. He was already fast, but he didn't expect that he would take the lead. "I wonder who came first?"
"Mr. Shi Tian from Xinyi City," this matter cannot be hidden, and Li Xuechu didn't want to hide it either. "I came here in the morning, and just after dinner with him, Mr. Feng came over."
"Haha," Wuma smiled bitterly, "I'm still an acquaintance." Wuma also made movies for Pioneer Pictures in Mecca before. Hong Family Ban and the New Art City people have really had a lot of dealings. Hong Jinbao and Mecca have a good personal relationship.
"Since I'm a step late, there's nothing I can do." Wuma was about to say politely and left, but suddenly felt aroused in his heart. He asked again: "I wonder when Mr. Li's novel can be completed now?"
"Haha, I've finished handing over it." Li Xuechu said with a smile.
"Mr. Li is really quick-witted. It seems that I am really old." After saying that, Wuma's face showed joy, "I wonder if there are any manuscripts left in the mansion?"
"Some, some, I'll get it," Li Xuechu hurriedly walked into the bedroom and took out the manuscript of "Hangover" and handed it to Wuma.
Wuma was not polite, so he turned over the previous pages and read the subsequent plot pages one by one. Soon after, he showed a satisfied look.
"Haha, although it's a pity that the first work has not been completed, I think we can still continue to cooperate. I wonder if Mr. Li is interested in selling this novel?"
The topic quickly entered the agenda for negotiation. Wuma offered 100,000 yuan, Li Xuechu paid back 200,000 yuan, and told Wuma that the novel "Wuma" was also sold at this price. Wuma thought about it and agreed with some pain. The following conversation became much easier. Li Xuechu still proposed the idea of investing in the script like in the morning, and Wuma also expressed his welcome. However, unlike Shi Tian, Wuma picked up the paper and pen on the spot to calculate the approximate cost. The director was Wuma himself, and Wuma only reported 50,000 yuan for himself for the fee, which made Li Xuechu feel embarrassed. The venue, actors, crew... It was a rough calculation of less than 1.3 million yuan.
Zi, I reserved 200,000 as 1.5 million, and if there is any remaining, I will return it in proportion. This calculation made Li Xuechu have some concepts about the funding of the boss of the kid, and it was considered a free science popularization. Although I was worried that the cost would be too low and it would be shoddy, I thought that I only invested 200,000, and the share ratio would be smaller when the cost was high, so I suppressed my doubts. Think about it, it was now in the 1980s, and the first work with a box office of over 10 million: Chen Long's junior brother took action, and it was not long before it was released. It was indeed risky to spend a lot of money to create a comedy movie, and I couldn't guarantee whether this movie could become popular in Xiangjiang in the 1980s.
"By the way, Mr. Feng, can this movie stagger the screening time with the Little Ill?" Both movies are comedy, and if the box office losses are quite large if the ring is played, it will be very good.
Wuma smiled bitterly: "If you can, we don't want to bump into each other, but this matter is not decided at will. Let's see what they say."
The competition among several theaters in Xiangjiang has reached a point of fierce growth. A few big guys have gotten used to fighting. If you sell a movie, I will also release the good movies on hand. If you can't grab it, you will have to get it off soon. In short, you won't be able to make you happy.
"But Mr. Hong and Mr. Mai have always had friendship, so it is not impossible to let them discuss it." Wuma comforted Li Xuechu for a few words. After all, both works are investors. It is a good story to release their two works at the same time, but it feels not so comfortable to hit the right hand with your left hand, and the loss is all your own money.
Li Xuechu thought about it and could only do this. There are policies and countermeasures at the top. If Hong Mai and the other two had a decision first, it would be more likely to avoid the schedule.
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After seeing off the Wuma, the study class time was over. Li Xuechu didn't plan to go out anymore. He stayed at home and thought about the remaining plot of "The King of Talks".
"Dingling..." The doorbell thought again.
There are so many people today, Li Xuechu smiled bitterly and went to open the door again.
A fat man stood outside the door, looking over with round eyes.
"Is this Mr. Li's house?"
Chapter completed!