Actor: Thank you.

Inside the top-floor office of Huayi.

Wang Zhonglei reported the unexpected situation regarding the sale of the TV series to his elder brother.

"I think you have a point," the king said, adjusting his glasses with a serious expression.

"Brother, what do you mean..." Xiao Wang frowned.

"Could this kid be doing this because of that girl?"

"Which girl?"

"that is……"

"I understand," the king said, realizing what was happening.

He understood that his younger brother was referring to Liu Qianqian, the actress they had blacklisted.

“He begged me to let him off the hook at a drinking party before.”

"I didn't agree." Xiao Wang rubbed his temples, feeling deeply troubled.

"I asked him to help persuade Ning Hao, but he didn't agree."

"The kid was all smiles back then, I never expected him to pull this stunt!"

"Very well, very well, you've really grown wings!" The king sneered repeatedly.

"Damn it, years have passed, and now they dare to do this."

“Is the loss great?”

“If we continue to negotiate with other platforms, the payment cycle will be longer and the returns will be lower.” Wang Zhonglei was quite troubled.

Because Zhang Yuan's actions this time were too precise!
The time card is just right.

Taking advantage of the rectification of "My Chief and My Regiment", they snatched up all the big orders.

Television stations vary in size, with a huge difference in scale between provincial and local stations.

The budget available for purchasing TV dramas will also be much smaller.

Now, taking advantage of the new regulations, he has quickly secured deals with several TV stations. The "group leader" can only turn to smaller stations to sell his shows, or wait until the next TV station's show-buying season arrives before making further negotiations.

Starting in the second half of 07, the battle among major TV stations to secure programming had already reached a fever pitch.

This was also the peak period for television advertising prices.

Television stations typically categorize dramas into first-tier and second-tier dramas, allocating different levels of budget accordingly.

Each television station has a budget of less than ten first-tier dramas per year, and once that's used up, only the budget for second-tier dramas remains.

Moreover, major television stations themselves are involved in the production of some blockbuster films.

For example, the TV series "New Three Kingdoms" invested in by Big Dog Brother had Tianjin TV and Anhui TV investing in it from the early stages of production.

These will also be included in the budget.

Moreover, the price of TV series has skyrocketed in recent years, with first-run prices often exceeding 100 million yuan per episode.

Big Dog Brother invested 5000 million in this film, with a total budget of nearly 1.5 million.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this film is nowhere near as good as "The Old Three Kingdoms"—it's far inferior in quality.

But this play not only made money, it made a lot of money.

It's because there are a bunch of production companies sharing the costs.

Why are there so many bad movies on TV?
Because bad movies can make money.

Therefore, major TV stations already have limited quarterly budgets. Now, with the new policies from above, the broadcast time of TV dramas has been halved, and advertising revenue will also be greatly reduced, making the budget even more limited.

First come, first served!

Zhang Yuan is clearly the first one to arrive.

"Still young," the king replied dismissively.

"Just playing around, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"He actually challenged us to a duel over a woman."

"Too inexperienced."

The Wang brothers thought he was naive.

At the same time, he was also very angry.

“Write down every single one of these for him.”

"Hmph, young people are just hot-tempered."

"It's not going to cause any serious damage to us."

"Wait a while, finish dealing with the company's listing matters, and then settle accounts with him."

"Yes, he was only smug this once."

At the same time, many well-informed colleagues also learned that Hua Yi had been tricked by Zhang Yuan.

Many people also know about the incident where he pleaded for Xiaolongnu at a dinner party but was rejected.

Therefore, his peers, like the Wang brothers, all felt that Zhang Yuan had acted out of "anger for the sake of a woman."

They were all secretly laughing, thinking that there was going to be a good show to watch.

Colleagues in the TV drama industry, such as Ciwen Media, Qingyu Media, and Xinli Media, were all gritting their teeth, wishing they could find Zhang Yuan.

"Xiaoyuanzi!"

"We all came from the TV drama industry."

"Don't embarrass yourself!"

You, Hua Yi, were already domineering in the film industry, and now you're trying to mess up the television drama industry.

We were enjoying hot pot and singing at home when suddenly the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television issued a notice requiring rectification.

Anyway, everyone in the industry is blaming Huayi for this.

If it weren't for the trouble caused by your TV series "My Chief and My Regiment," the higher-ups wouldn't have issued new regulations.

But I am also amazed by how the younger generation surpasses the older generation.

Zhang Yuan's swift and decisive actions this time left his peers stunned.

Before Hua Yi could react, and before they could react either, Zhang Yuan had already sorted things out.

Now it's clear that their connections are strong, and they knew about the policy earlier than we did.

Shouldn't we make friends?

Firstly, they can unite to fight against Hua Yi, this troublemaker in the TV drama industry.

Secondly, by making friends, we can get advance notice if anything happens in the future.

Of course, it's not quite right to call Hua Yi a troublemaker. After all, if the two brothers are the sticks, then who is the shit?

Some people contacted him and even offered to invest in a TV series together.

However, Zhang Yuan mostly declined.

I don't have that much money to "spend lavishly".

Good steel should be used where it's most needed.

"You've really made a name for yourself this time," Dog Brother called him.

"So that's why you were in such a hurry to do the voice-over."

Big Dog Brother now realized that Zhang Yuan's reaction was quick and precise, hitting the other party's sore spot.

“I got the limelight, but you made a lot of money too. We didn’t invest in the film together,” Zhang Yuan replied.

"Yes, yes, I've received quite a few offers from film crews these days."

"They've bought six satellite TV channels in the second round, and there are still more than ten waiting in the third round."

"We should be able to rake in tens of millions more this time."

"Speaking of which, I have a new movie project, and they've asked me to invest in it. Are you interested?"

Dog Bro is referring to "The New Three Kingdoms".

Zhang Yuan declined the offer, just as he had declined offers from other production teams.

The funding for "Empresses in the Palace" is still uncertain, so it's impossible for me to invest in other films.

"Alright, you can think about it yourself." Dog Brother didn't press the issue.

He felt that there were plenty of investors for the new Three Kingdoms series, and that he was taking care of his brother and wanted him to make money together.

"Brother, you're pretty tough, daring to challenge Huayi because of a woman."

"Speaking of which, there aren't many people who can rival Huayi."

"You're really arrogant, I like it," Dog Brother praised.

"Don't listen to the nonsense outside. It's not for women, it's for money."

Zhang Yuan denied it.

At most, it can only be counted as half and half.

Making money is the most important thing, and also to avenge the loss caused by "Soldiers Sortie" back then!
They delayed paying me for so long back then, now I'll let you taste what it's like.

It must be tough!

Zhang Yuan doesn't hold grudges.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say." Dog Bro smiled maliciously.

"That's what everyone's saying outside anyway."

Zhang Yuan didn't reply to him. It's good that everyone thinks this way; I guess Hua Yi thinks so too.

"There's one more thing. 'Reign of Assassins,' which I mentioned to you before, is produced by John Woo." "The project is confirmed. Are you going to invest or not?"

"Not very interested." Zhang Yuan remembered that the film didn't make much money.

"If you don't want to invest, that's fine. I'm quite optimistic about it anyway."

"If you're not going to vote, are you going to act or not?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll ask for an exorbitant price?" Zhang Yuan replied with a smile.

"You're now widely recognized for your box office success, so as long as you can recoup your high salary, that's fine."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"I'll send you the script."

Seeing the other party's enthusiasm, he couldn't very well refuse outright.

Having already rejected several investments, he was afraid the other party would have objections, thinking he lacked a cooperative attitude.

"Zhang Yuan, come here."

"This is the last shot."

Gao Qunshu waved to him.

He jogged forward.

The prop master installed a blood pack inside his collar.

"I've come to send you on your way." Zhang Hanyu leaned close to his ear and whispered the line in a deep voice.

He then raised his hand and slashed at the carotid artery in the man's neck.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan deliberately changed his usual image, with a full beard and an oily sheen.

He was also holding a cigarette, the kind without a filter.

Because at this point, Takeda had already failed and was about to return home.

His plans have all fallen through, and there is no longer any need to maintain the previous "decency".

The prop master turned a knob, and the blood pack burst open, with bright red liquid gushing out.

His eyes were filled with shock and resentment. He clutched his neck and collapsed onto the muddy ground.

Gao Qunshu specifically asked the crew to scatter a lot of yellow mud on the ground and then repeatedly pour water on it, forming mud slurry.

The audience will only feel satisfied if the Japanese devils die a filthy death!

Furthermore, it was demanded that he not die lying down or tilting over, but kneeling.

He knelt down, appearing as if he were kowtowing and apologizing before his death.

It was also to allow the audience, who had witnessed the suffering of the revolutionary martyrs throughout the entire film, to feel relieved and release their stress at the end.

"it is good!"

"It's done!"

Clap clap clap clap... Gao Qunshu led the applause.

Taking the towel, wiping the mud off his forehead, Zhang Yuan bowed to express his gratitude.

"We have to film a night scene soon, so we can't have a farewell banquet tonight."

"It's okay, we can arrange to meet alone next time." Zhang Yuan chatted with Director Gao for a few minutes.

This film can be considered the pinnacle of Director Gao's career.

After that, his career in the film industry took a turn for the worse, much like the poet Chen who had just finished making "Farewell My Concubine."

"I also have something to do, so I need to start promoting the film."

"Then I'll say goodbye now."

Zhang Yuan returned to the remaining film sets and greeted all the main actors.

Instead of staying overnight, they asked the film crew to help them cancel their hotel room reservations, intending to return directly to Beijing.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, your suitcase is so heavy."

After unpacking the luggage, the assistant who was helping with the moving just picked it up when his brow furrowed.

She was the one who carried the boxes when they arrived, and she remembered they weren't that heavy.

And the box wasn't that full either.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go," Zhang Yuan urged.

"Oh." She picked it up with both hands and headed for the door.

Bodyguard Brother Long also helped carry it.

I don't know if the box was of poor quality or if it was too full.

As soon as Zhao Dandan stepped out of his room and onto the corridor, she heard a loud crash.

The suitcase in my hand came apart.

The things inside clattered and fell onto the carpet in the hotel corridor.

"Huh, what are all these?" The assistant was about to bend down to pick them up when he noticed that the scattered items were strange.

There were silver cutlery, gilded plates, jade paperweights, and fountain pens with gold-capped pens.

Zhang Yuan looked at his assistant somewhat embarrassedly and even picked up a desk lamp from the pile of things.

“This…” He touched his nose.

There is an old Chinese saying that actors don't steal, no, they don't take, and the production crew won't accept them.

"Isn't it true that if the cook doesn't steal, the grains won't be harvested?" Zhao Dandan asked, puzzled.

"They're all the same, they're all the same..."

There's no other way; as the old saying goes, a thief never leaves empty-handed.

He felt he couldn't entirely blame himself.

I learned this skill specifically for filming "A World Without Thieves," which is also a film produced by your company, Huayi.

In addition, the production team of "The Message" spared no expense, and many of the props were genuine, and even old ones.

When dealing with genuine antiques, especially fragile items like glass lamps and antique porcelain plates.

The prop masters on set are all clumsy and careless; what if they break something?

I'm gentle, I'll keep it safe.

I am still kind.

I just didn't say where I would store it.

The record players in the bar scene are all old-fashioned items from the Republic of China era.

If it weren't so big and difficult to "store", he would have moved it home.

It's common for film crews to lose props.

Since it's Huayi's money anyway, why not take advantage of it?

"Hurry up and pack!"

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"The crew will see it when they pass by in a little while."

"Oh!" The assistant realized that this was the boss's "little hobby".

"Actually, I want to open a props museum someday," Zhang Yuan said with a righteous air.

"Just imagine, when I retire, how meaningful it would be to display all the props from the film crews I've worked on throughout my life."

"Brother Zhang Yuan, is this also a prop?"

As he was shaking his head and making excuses for his "Iron Thieves" activities, his assistant picked up a pair of black stockings from the box.

Zhang Yuan: …

I wanted to keep the spoils I got from Li Xin as a souvenir.

"This... can be considered a prop, right?"

"Don't tell your sister Cheng Hao when you get home," Zhang Yuan instructed.

"I understand." The assistant didn't say anything more and helped him put it in the corner.

Zhang Yuan returned from this trip to the film crew with a wealth of experiences in every sense of the word.

Once he was seated on the plane, he felt at ease.

Thinking about decorating the new house later, I need to leave a storage room specifically for storing props.

"Okay." He stretched in the large chair.

Taking advantage of the break, he had to quickly help promote "Ip Man".

Ip Man, a traditional kung fu film, doesn't actually have many selling points.

So all the publicity has to be carried by him.

Then we'll have to find a way to make some big news.

The fact that the lead actors frequently trended on social media before the film's release is the best form of publicity.

“Back then last year, the Wang brothers and the poet Chen teamed up to mess with me.”

"I just made some interest on Huayi's deal."

"Now, it's time to collect some interest from Poet Chen!" (End of Chapter)