Started as an independent producer in 1988

Chapter 212 I won’t leave until you pay me!

In the Beijing Film Studio, the crew of Police Story 3 was packing up and preparing to go to Hong Kong.

In the original version, he went to Singapore to film and capture Guan Chai Ba, but Chen Shiping changed the plot.

The plot itself was that the police from Hong Kong came to the mainland to cooperate, but now it has become the mainland looking for cooperation from Hong Kong.

The first scenes were all shot in the Mainland, and the later scenes of the helicopter battle to capture Guan Chai Ba were shot in Hong Kong.

Movies need to be dominated by the Mainland, and the plot of the movie also needs to be dominated by the Mainland.

It’s clear who is the master and who is the grandson!

It was the first time for everyone from Beijing Film Studio to go to Xiangjiang to film a movie, and everyone was very excited.

In the past, the crew from Xiangjiang came to the mainland and left after filming, but now it's the other way around.

Chen Shiping was in the office explaining the precautions for going to Hong Kong with the producer and Li Shaohong.

There are so many people in the crew, how to manage them and how to prevent accidents must be explained clearly.

What if someone takes the opportunity to escape!
"Management must be strict, and attention must be paid to quality and image." Chen Shiping added uneasily: "Many people in Xiangjiang look down on the mainland. Don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but don't be afraid of trouble."

Li Shaohong nodded and said, "Don't worry, factory manager, I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

"That's fine. After the shooting, we can also organize everyone to go shopping, but please pay attention to safety."

Chen Shiping looked at Cheng Long again and said, "I'm going to your territory this time. Please pay more attention to me."

"No problem, it should be." Cheng Long said with a smile.

"Director!"

There was a sudden knock on the office door, and Mei Juan walked in and said, "Director, the production team of The Demon Cult Leader called and said they would stop filming for two days."

Chen Shiping frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know the specifics. Director Wang Jin said he would come back today to explain it to you."

"I understand, you go ahead and do your work."

After Mei Juan left, Cheng Long said with a smile: "Wang Jin is still very capable, there shouldn't be any problems."

"I hope so." Chen Shiping glanced at the time, stood up and said, "It's getting late, get ready to go."

After seeing off Cheng Long and the others, Chen Shiping went to Song Tao's office to talk about the Film Technology Research Laboratory.

Originally, Chen Shiping considered turning the research laboratory into a special effects technology company and setting it up independently, but he gave up after careful study.

This research laboratory currently has no results.

Just research, no skills at all.

If I were to go out independently, I would probably have to go back to the factory to ask for money within a month at most.

Cameron has already produced special effects such as liquid robots, but domestic technology has not yet begun to develop.

The most I can do is put some effort into post-production subtitles, but the gap is so huge that it’s disappointing.

There are too few computer talents in China, and many universities do not have computer majors.

Chen Shiping is now thinking about how to make use of the technical research laboratory.

In the research laboratory, not to mention the special effects, we cannot understand the research on cameras and photographic equipment.

Song Zhu also had a headache. If the factory wanted to develop, it must develop film technology.

The research room certainly cannot be closed, but leaving it open is of no use.

It's not as good as the technology researched during this period in the developing and printing workshop.

Song Tao smoked a cigarette and said with a frown: "You tell me, I'm about to retire, why are you telling me this!"

Chen Shiping: "." Otherwise, if you give up your seat now, I won't look for you.

Song Tao thought for a moment and said, "We can't rush this matter. Let's establish a school-enterprise cooperation and cultivate professional talents first."

"I have the same idea, but I definitely can't point to a school like Nortel." Chen Shiping asked curiously: "How much money should I pay to Peking University so that it can open a major? Start a research laboratory."

"At least it costs half a million a year, and we have to sponsor additional equipment." Song Zhu thought about it and felt that the price should be about the same.

Five hundred thousand, a person's annual salary is only a few dollars these days, how many teachers can half a million support?

Chen Shiping felt that this amount of money was not enough, and people didn't care about this amount of money.

"One million, in addition to sponsoring equipment and research institutes." Chen Shiping suggested.

Song Tao pressed the cigarette butt and said, "Okay, anyway, you know the current financial situation of the factory. You can find a way to spend the money on your own. I can help you talk to Peking University."

Chen Shiping twitched his lips, wondering what he could do. If he paid for it himself, why would he go through the factory?

Forget about direct private investment and sponsorship, just start a company in the future.

Song Zhu cleared his throat and said, "There are still more than 8 million yuan in funding that has not been received. How about you go and ask for it?"

"No, didn't you say you were going to get this money last month?"

"I won't come back, so I sent you, a capable general."

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What he said made sense, and Chen Shiping was unable to refute it.

The superiors allocate more than 20 million yuan of special funds to the factory every year, but in the past two years, the money has been increasingly delayed.

The factory pays so much money every year, but gets very little back, which is simply unreasonable!

I have to ask for money!
Chen Shiping was wondering whether he should bring the quilt with him tomorrow. If he didn't pay, he would stay in the leader's office!
After coming out of Song Zhen's office, Chen Shiping was going home to study how to collect the account.

He has experience with such things as paying bills.

It's just that he was asked to settle the account and opened the gourd.

This cannot be done to leaders either.

The setting sun cast a golden light over the Beijing Film Studio, but Chen Shiping felt that dark clouds were gathering above his head.

It's very difficult to get the account.
At the entrance of Beijing Film Studio, Fatty Wang stopped the car and showed his identification before being let in.

"It's time to get off work. You can call and ask." Qiu Shuzhen couldn't help but said.

Wang Jin shook his head and said: "Go directly to the office, no one will call again."

"What's the difference? It's all a trip in vain." Qiu Shuzhen said strangely.

Wang Jin said while parking the car: "You don't understand the attitude issue."

Qiu Shuzhen was so angry at Wang Jin that she didn't understand, but you said so!

How can I understand if you don’t tell me!
Soon Wang Jin ran to the door of Chen Shiping's office. His forehead was covered with sweat, but he didn't wipe it off.

If you don't show your hard work, how can others see your attitude?

Wang Jin knocked on the door, and Chen Shiping's voice came from inside.

Wang Jin breathed a sigh of relief. After entering the office, he immediately said: "Director Chen!"

"Come here, sit down and chat, there is water over there and you can pour it yourself."

Chen Shiping lowered his head and wrote and drew without looking at Wang Jin. He didn't raise his head until he heard the sound of high heels.

Fatty Wang is still wearing high heels?
Chen Shiping raised his head and saw that Qiu Shuzhen was following Wang Jin.

Chen Shiping put down his pen and looked at the fat and thin figure, almost knowing their purpose.

If there is a problem with the crew, the people below will definitely tell the factory.

There is no problem with the crew, so what problem can Wang Jin have with himself?

Fatty Wang was very smart, he must have figured it out, and he didn't deserve to give him another chance.

"Director, do you think I still have a chance?" Wang Jin then asked sincerely, wiping his sweat.

Chen Shiping leaned on the chair, stared at Wang Jin with a smile and said, "What chance? If you are not filming on the set, come and ask me to play riddles." Wang Jin turned his head slightly and glanced at Qiu Shuzhen, gesturing for her to say a few words.

But before Qiu Shuzhen could speak, Chen Shiping spoke first.

"And you, didn't I tell you not to hang around in front of me when you have nothing to do?"

The smile on Qiu Shuzhen's face couldn't be stretched.

Stinky man! Why didn't you have this attitude when you touched my butt?

Wang Jin turned to look at Qiu Shuzhen in surprise.

Azhen, didn’t you have sex with him? Was this thrown away?
Qiu Shuzhen turned her head away from Fatty Wang with some guilt.

I didn't say that I got it, I just thought so, and I came here to surrender with you today!

Chen Shiping didn't bother to tease the two of them at this time and said directly: "I'm very happy that you came to me, but I don't like your attitude in doing things."

"Plus this time, I gave you three chances, and I didn't regret it until I found the end of the road. What do you think I should do?"

Chen Shiping looked at Wang Jin with interest, wanting to see what sincerity he had.

"Director Chen, I don't want the box office share of my three movies. I only need the director's salary. I won't tell anyone!"

Wang Jin reluctantly expressed his sincerity.

If he didn't bow his head, he wouldn't get a penny, and his three movies would be in vain.

It's good to be able to get director's salary now. The three movies together are worth more than 3 million at least.

Chen Shiping couldn't help but want to laugh. People in Xiangjiang are all virtuous, and they like to use empty tricks.

"If I don't agree, I don't have to pay the box office share, and I don't have to pay the director's remuneration. Wouldn't it be better?"

Qiu Shuzhen couldn't help but nod, feeling that Chen Shiping was right.

Fatty Wang is fooling Director Chen, isn't he?

Wang Jin knew it wouldn't be so easy, so he simply made a bid and said: "I will not make films for Yongsheng in the future. Director Chen can come to me anytime if he needs it!"

Chen Shiping nodded and said, "It's good to know how to cut. If Yongsheng develops and the club enters the entertainment industry, you will be the unlucky ones."

The Wanwan investors left, the three major theater chains collapsed, and all the powerful film companies in Hong Kong came to an end.

When the time comes, star directors who are forced by the society and have no choice but to seek help from Yong Sheng for protection will then enter a vicious cycle.

This is not the reason why the Hong Kong entertainment industry was later dominated by the Yongsheng family.

All the celebrities in Xiangjiang stood with Yong Sheng, and they also helped Yong Sheng clear his name and helped those community members clear their name.

Everyone who kills people, sets fires, or even sells sex stuff behind the scenes dares to come to the front of the stage!

After Chen Shiping finished speaking, he didn't want to say anything more to Wang Jin.

He waved his hand directly and said: "Go back and stabilize Yongsheng. Once the matter is settled, your money will not be short, and the rules that should be there cannot be broken."

You can't resist the club's style by yourself, but become a club yourself.

Unless Fatty Wang doesn't open his eyes!
Wang Jin immediately said: "Thank you, Director Chen, then I will go back to Chengde to continue making movies!"

Fatty Wang said that he was about to leave, but after taking a look at Qiu Shuzhen, he did not take her with him.

After Wang Jin left, Qiu Shuzhen became anxious. Yongsheng collapsed. What should she do?

Fatty Wang will not protect her in the future. What if Yongsheng forces himself to make a deal?
Chen Shiping looked at Qiu Shuzhen and said, "What are you still doing here? Go back to filming."

"I will be miserable if Yongsheng collapses. Director, please help me." Qiu Shuzhen said pitifully.

Chen Shiping raised his eyebrows and looked at her and said, "It's better to terminate the contract. What's the use of looking for me?"

"It's a lot of money, I can't afford it." Qiu Shuzhen couldn't help but say.

"My monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan. You don't think I have money." Chen Shiping sneered and said, "Even if I have money, why should I help you compensate?"

"I can"

"Sorry, I'm not interested and don't want to hear it. Just leave if you have nothing to do."

Seeing Chen Shiping like this, Qiu Shuzhen had no choice but to lower her head and walk out, feeling a little confused for a moment.

It seems that she has to return to Xiangjiang to find a new backer. Otherwise, once Yongsheng falls into a trough, she will have to find a way to get back up. By then, the only bargaining chip in Yongsheng's hand will be herself.

Zhou Xingxing's film contract was cancelled, Fatty Wang cut it clean, and Zhang Min ran away early.

Shota will definitely force himself to film like crazy, even to shoot third-level films or to accompany investors.

The big shot fights, but in the end it is she who is unlucky. Qiu Shuzhen is really on the verge of crying.

After she went out and went downstairs, she saw Wang Jin leaning on the car and smoking, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

But Wang Jin came up and asked directly: "You didn't sleep with him that day, right?"

Qiu Shuzhen nodded quickly and said, "I have nothing to do with him. I'm just angry that you asked me to accompany him!"

Wang Jin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said to Qiu Shuzhen: "I will help you solve Yongsheng's matter."

"Thank you!" Qiu Shuzhen ran over and hugged Wang Jin.

Wang Jin frowned and said, "Don't thank me, just take it as something repaid to you. From now on, you can use your single-plank bridge and I'll cross mine on Yangguan Road."

Qiu Shuzhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, opened the car door and got in without saying a word.

She didn't say a word to Wang Jin until the car returned to Chengde.

On the other hand, Chen Shiping could also imagine that Qiu Shuzhen would be miserable, but he also believed that Wang Jin, that damn fat man, was so loyal and would definitely help Qiu Shuzhen.

Qiu Shuzhen is actually not miserable. There are many actors in Xiangjiang who are worse than her.

It's all done by those lawless people!

People like that shouldn't be in this circle, enjoying the spotlight and adulation, and should be like cockroaches in the sewers!
Chen Shiping hasn't started to attack those people yet. After finishing dealing with Yongsheng and finishing the matter at hand, he will go to Xiangjiang.

There is no way to avoid the unspoken rules of the film industry, but there are some things that must not be touched.

Chen Shiping doesn’t want netizens to use the word sewer when talking about the entertainment industry in the future.

But let’s think about how to pay for it tomorrow!

It’s too difficult to take money out of the leaders’ pockets!
Chen Shiping set out early the next morning before dawn.

When the leader went to work, he saw Chen Shiping standing at the door and asked curiously: "Shiping, why are you here so early?"

"I'm out for a morning jog. I just happened to stop by to see you!"

"You must be up to no good. The Beijing Film Studio is far away from here, and you still have to go for a morning run! Let's go up there first."

Chen Shiping smiled and followed the leader upstairs, and even offered to help him carry his bag.

After arriving at the office, Chen Shiping stopped hiding it and began to pour out his bitterness.

"The factory is so poor that we can't even pay our wages next month."

"I haven't received any share of the movie, and reforming each workshop also costs money."

"Hollywood is making special effects blockbusters, and we can't even make a flying car."

"I was so worried that I couldn't sleep. I went out for a walk in the middle of the night last night and ended up here."

The leader drank tea and watched Chen Shiping's performance in silence.

No matter what you say, you don’t need money anyway!

If you have the ability, come every day!

Half an hour later, Chen Shiping came out, wondering whether to come at six-thirty or seven tomorrow.

Anyway, if you don’t give me money, he will come every day!
　There is another chapter to be updated tomorrow. I stayed up too late yesterday and can’t bear it today.

　　Take a night's rest and try again tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)