Almighty Star Daddy

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Han Mo made some preparations before coming to Meng Si, how could he convince him to invest in his TV series, but when he heard that Meng Siwei initially invested in "Legend of the Red Concubine" but was excluded by Li Sheng, he was secretly happy, Meng Si It is impossible for business people not to know that "The Legend of Zhen Huan" is much more valuable than "Legend of the Red Concubine".

Han Mo and Meng Si didn't want to go around in circles, and said straight to the point, "I want 15 million for the copyright fee of "The Legend of Zhen Huan."

Meng Si's hands that were originally wrapped around his chest were suddenly put down, and his eyes couldn't help but be startled.

Meng Si didn't speak right away. This time was actually a time for bargaining. No matter what, they had to grind each other for a while. Of course, this was aimed at other writers. Meng Si knew Han Mo's character too well. The cold eyes that mean "nothing less, don't sell", there will be nothing.

Meng Si sighed softly, "Okay."

Han Mo pursed his lips. He knew that Meng Si would not refuse. Although the price is a bit high, for such a good work, just think that "The Legend of Zhen Huan" invested 70 million in his original world, but created 200 million. Income, that is after the first round of broadcasting, and the later rounds of broadcasting are not included, so the copyright fee is nothing.

The key is that what Han Mo provides is a script that can be directly used for TV shooting, not a simple novel. Novels need secondary processing and adaptation before they can be made into TV series, but his script does not. This invisibly saves manpower and material resources, and Meng Si can't think of anything he can think of.

Xiao Pang Xie stood beside Han Mo, counting the number with his fingers, the office was silent, and suddenly he shouted, "Five million, Brother Han, Brother Han!"

Meng Si rubbed his forehead and wondered if he was blind at the time, why he was acting as an assistant with such a startled guy.

Xiao Pang Xie, who was about to hug Han Mo's arm with excitement, suddenly saw the boss's eyes fly out of the cold knife, all his movements froze in the air, and quickly put away his shocked expression, and whispered, "Fifteen million. "

Han Mo was used to Xiao Pang Xie for a long time, and he didn't take it too seriously. He continued to say to Meng Si, "The expected investment cost of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" is 70 million yuan, and the copyright income of the previous songs and books added up to just 20 million yuan. 10 million, plus this 15 million, I will invest 35 million in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and you will fill in the rest."

Meng Si said ten thousand words aloud in his heart: mmp... I originally thought that I could be the only investor in "The Legend of Zhen Huan". But now it's good, it becomes an equal share of the world with Han Mo.

Meng Si put his hands on his hips,

Hundreds of people didn't want to, but after thinking about it, they softened and let out a long sigh, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Oh, by the way, I will send you the follow-up draft at night. Except for the heroine, Shu Ya, there is another character who can't move. You and Zhang Liguo will discuss the rest, but as soon as possible, we must be here. Turn it on before the heat goes down."

Of course, Meng Si knew this truth, but it was just that it was so awkward to say these words from Han Mo's mouth.

What's wrong, Meng Si thought about it, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he tapped the table and lifted the bangs on his forehead, "Stinky boy, I'm the boss, you're the boss."

The person he said most of these words was Xiao Pang Xie, only Xiao Pang Xie was easy to get carried away, but usually after he said this sentence, Xiao Pang Xie was instantly beaten back to his original shape, and he quickly said, "You It's the boss, you're the boss."

As soon as Meng Si's words came out, Han Mo was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "As an artist, you are the boss, but in the TV series "The Legend of Zhen Huan", maybe I am the boss, after all, besides the investor, I am also the screenwriter ."

There were three black lines on Meng Si's face. Han Mo's words made sense, but why did he still have the urge to beat him?

There was silence in the office again. Little Pang Xie swallowed hard and looked at Meng Si secretly. Brother Han is the person he admires the most, but no one has ever spoken to Mr. Meng like that. Don't look at Mr. Meng's short stature, but The aura is very strong, and everyone in the circle has received his favor and support, so he is highly respected.

Brother Han dared to talk to Mr. Meng like this, it's really worthless. Although...that makes sense.

Little Pang Xie didn't dare to take a breath. All he thought about was what kind of posture he should take to avoid and escape when Meng Si lost his temper for a while and threw things, so as to avoid disasters and not appear so embarrassed. The upper body remains motionless, and the lower body has begun to prepare to slip away at any time.

Meng Si suddenly put his hand on the table.

Xiao Pang Xie's eyes moved with Meng Sishou's movement, and his usual dodging skills were now quietly working.

Just when little Pang Xie was about to dodge with lightning speed, Meng Si's hand finally landed on the coffee cup, and took a sip of coffee.

"According to your plan, what should we do next?"

Not only was Meng Si not angry, but he also directly asked Han Mo what to do next. Xiao Pang Xie didn't have time to take back the action of escaping, and almost tripped himself. With a look in his eyes, he hurriedly stood up in a hurry.

They all work in Sichen Media. Why is there such a big gap between people and people? Xiao Pang Xie sighed silently in his heart.

"Posting a Wechat, it is said that Sichen Media has invested in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and I am very happy for the next cooperation, and then Aite Zhang Liguo and Shu Ya." Han Mo thought about it and continued, "Let's meet Zhang Liguo this afternoon. , so that he has a bottom line. It is estimated that your Weike will immediately receive a call as soon as you send it. Do more Tai Chi, don't say it too clearly, please pay attention to the follow-up news, and will announce other main creators and start time as soon as possible. ."

Meng Si scolded him fiercely in his heart. He actually obeyed this stinky boy and was so convinced. What kind of poison was this?

He always had a vague feeling that if the boy sitting across from him would do it alone in the future, he probably wouldn't have anything to do with Meng Si, but Meng Si didn't feel panic at all, but was full of relief.

According to Han Mo's meaning, Meng Si used his own tone of voice to polish up, and then sent Shu Ya and Zhang Liguo respectively, and clicked send.

As soon as the transmission was successful, within a few seconds, Meng Si's bell rang instantly.

Meng Si quickly looked at the phone screen, and Xiao Pang Xie also came over, because he knew that after the news was sent, he would definitely receive calls from all sides, but he was just curious who would call first.

Even Han Mo swept his gaze over, and three words, "Hyarch", jumped on the screen.

Xiao Pang Xie covered his mouth and snickered and stepped aside. Although "Hyarch" is not a person's name, Han Mo could also guess who was on the other side of the phone and was anxiously waiting for the call.

Only Meng Si looked at the "nickname" that jumped on the screen and frowned, wandering countless times between answering and not answering, and finally took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"Meng Si, let me tell you, don't want to leave the office alive if you don't make it clear about Weike today, don't move, I'll find you now."

"No...I..." Before Meng Si could speak, the other party hung up the phone after speaking like a machine gun. Meng Si only felt that he had been hit ten thousand times in the chest. point damage.

The voice on the phone was so loud that both Han Mo and Xiao Pang Xie heard the content of the call.

Meng Si's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at Xiao Pang Xie for help.

"That, Mr. Meng, I still have things to do, so I'll go back to the office first." Xiao Pang Xie bowed slightly, gave Han Mo a secret wink, and quickly slipped out of the office.

"Little Mo..." Meng Si looked at Han Mo again.

Han Mo coughed lightly, "Since you still have something to do, I'll go to work on the script first, and then we'll go to Zhang Liguo when you're done." After speaking, Han Mo also left the office.

The desolate cold wind blew past, leaving only Meng Si alone, with the chills behind him...