Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 274 272. Do you have any misunderstanding about my financial strength?

In the quiet cafe, Chen Li'an looked at the business card in his hand and was stunned for a moment. This was the first time that he had given out a business card and had it sent back.

However, seeing the string of numbers on the business card, Chen Li'an put it away, looked at Xu Qing and Huo Jiandian, nodded, and then left the cafe.

Watching Chen Li'an leave, Xu Qing couldn't help but cast her eyes on his slender legs, then turned to look at Huo Jianqi and asked: "Director Huo, is he really in good shape? "

Huo Jianqi was stunned for a moment, not expecting Xu Qing to ask this question, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, it is no different from professional sports."

"Athletes don't have such pretty faces." Xu Qing muttered, then looked at Huo Jianqi and said, "Then I'll wait for the camera to start. It's my first time to work with Director Huo. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Huo Jianqi showed a smile and said, "Happy cooperation!"

Spending more than one million yuan more to meet a friend didn't make Chen Li'an feel bad at all, but he was just a little worried that such things might continue to happen in the future.

Chen Li'an thought that Zhang Guoli was also looking for him, and Buli probably wanted to invest, but the Kangxi drama hadn't been sold yet, so he became a little anxious.

Chen Li'an thought for a while but still didn't go to meet Zhang Guoli. He still remembered the last corruption incident.

But besides Zhang Guoli, there are many people who want to find Chen Li'an. Not to mention those older sisters, many directors in the industry also want to find Chen Li'an.

There is such a big financier in the circle. Who wouldn’t want to try his luck? It would be great if he gets investment.

It’s not easy to make movies these days. Too many movies don’t get official support. Movie studios can’t afford the labels, and they can’t pass the review. They can only look for private capital to invest. But for movies that can’t be released, you need to find people to invest. It's just too difficult.

What businessmen pay attention to when investing is returns. No one will waste their own money. Except for those who love the film industry, who would be willing to spend their own money to make a movie that has no returns.

Even if everyone is willing, there is still a very real problem, that is, if the number on the passbook is not willing, it is useless no matter how willing you are if you don’t have money.

There are many people who can raise their own money to make movies. Jia Zhangke is one of them. He will graduate next year and is currently raising money to make a movie.

But raising money is not that easy. Jia Zhangke was worried about whether he should go home and ask for money, but there was a high probability that he would not be able to do so. His father originally wanted him to go home and open a butcher shop.

Jia Zhangke was sitting in the dormitory and discussing with some of his classmates where to get more money. Wang Hongwei frowned and said, "How about asking Yu Liwei to ask again?"

"There's nothing he can do." Jia Zhangke shook his head, thought for a while and said, "Let me think about who else to turn to."

Gu Lin leaned on the bed and looked at the ceiling and said: "I heard that the graduation works of the directing department next door have been finalized and are about to start shooting. The directing department is the privileged class."

"Our literature department is destined to watch movies. It's so difficult to make movies with our own money." Gu Lin's words resonated with Wang Hongwei, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Jia Zhangke smoked and said nothing. The small dormitory was filled with smoke. After extinguishing the cigarette butt a little irritably, Jia Zhangke's eyes fell on a newspaper on the table that was brought by someone unknown.

Looking at the face above, only half of which was exposed, Jia Zhangke suddenly remembered something and ran to his desk to flip through it.

"What are you looking for? The manuscript can't be found again?" Wang Hongwei looked at Jia Zhangke and asked curiously.

Jia Zhangke didn't reply. He just lowered his head and rummaged around on the table. Finally, he found a business card in the corner of the drawer. Then he excitedly turned his head to look at them and said, "Found it!"

Wang Hongwei looked over curiously and asked: "What is it? Business card? Whose is it?"

"His!" Jia Zhangke pointed, and Wang Hongwei and Gu Lin's eyes fell on the newspaper on the table.

The photo in the newspaper failed to attract the attention of Wang Hongwei and Gu Lin, but the title attracted the attention of these two poor men who wanted to rob.

The bidding king of 280 million!

Wang Hongwei and Gu Lin looked at each other at the same time, then sat up and turned to look at Jia Zhangke and said, "Chen Li'an! Is this his business card?"

At this time, Wang Hongwei suddenly remembered something, looked at Jia Zhangke and said, "I remember when Honghehe came to the school to promote, he chatted with you for a long time."

"Yes, at that time he also said that if you want to make a movie in the future, you can contact him." Jia Zhangke held the business card and was a little excited, not because Chen Li'an, a junior student, became a rich man through exchanges, but because he saw the hope that the movie could continue smoothly!

Wang Hongwei couldn't help but scratch his hair and said: "I was still wondering why he chatted with you for so long, but now there seems to be hope. Lao Jia, please give him a call."

Jia Zhangke hummed, but then looked at them and said, "How much do you think I should ask for?"

"Five or eighty thousand?" Wang Hongwei said with some uncertainty: "Now there are 160,000, and another seventy or eighty thousand will be enough."

Gu Lin said a little anxiously at this time: "Silly! Order more! I want two hundred thousand!"

"Is it too much?" Jia Zhangke asked uncertainly.

A few people may have been calculating their budgets for a long time, and they don't even dare to make big investments. Two hundred thousand is only about 10% of the production cost of a standard movie produced by a film studio now. The scene is bigger and the actors are bigger. A million dollars can't even make a splash.

Gu Lin said helplessly: "He already took advantage of several hundred million, but it's more than 200,000?"

"Yes, but I don't know if he will be willing." Jia Zhangke held the business card and felt a little embarrassed and said, "I haven't even written the script yet."

"Just try it, just in case it works."

It's really hard to like the winter in Beijing. The wind is too strong and the air is too dry. As soon as Chen Li'an came out of the cafe, he couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly, finish the things at hand early, and then go to Japan for a soak. spa!

After Chen Li'an stopped a taxi and gave his address, he felt that it was too troublesome to take a taxi. Why hadn't Li Dabai found a new assistant for him? It was too slow!

When you have so much money and you don’t even have a driver, you have to take a taxi when you go out! No one would believe me if I told you!

Chen Li'an was about to call Li Dabai to urge his assistant when his cell phone rang.

Looking at this unfamiliar number, Chen Li'an hung up without thinking. Some reporter must have gotten his number out of nowhere.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Li'an muttered: "This number is going to be changed. I still have to hide for the past two days."

Nortel's Jia Zhangke was stunned for a moment when he heard the busy tone on the other end of the phone. Wang Hongwei and Gu Lin looked at his expression and immediately asked: "What's going on? What's your expression?"

"He hung up on me and didn't answer the call." Jia Zhangke said helplessly after hanging up the phone.

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Gu Lin was the first to react and said: "Try again later! Maybe this will be inconvenient for others!"

Jia Zhangke nodded, then sighed and said, "It's really difficult."

"Who told us that we are from the literature department, and we are all ordinary people." Gu Lin was a little cynical. Maybe he had seen too many students from the directing department being able to make movies easily, and there were so many second- and third-generation students.

This world has always been divided. Most small people are marginalized in society, and they are also marginalized in this film school.

In the evening, Jia Zhangke called Chen Li'an again.

On the other side, Chen Li'an, who was drawing in the study, heard the phone ringing and shouted outside: "Bring me the phone."

"coming."

Mr. Zhou came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, picked up the phone on the coffee table in the living room, took a look at it, then walked into the study and handed it to Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an took the phone and looked at the unfamiliar number on it before hesitating and connected. As soon as he connected, he heard a slightly awkward voice with an accent.

"Hello, junior fellow student, I am Jia Zhangke."

Chen Li'an had never heard the title junior student a few times, but he realized that the person opposite him was really his senior, so he was a little curious as to why he called him.

"It turns out to be senior, what do you want from me?" Chen Li'an didn't mention the phone call that was hung up in the afternoon, so as not to have to explain why he didn't answer it.

Jia Zhangke coughed lightly and said, "Are you free tonight? I want to treat you to a meal, and I have something to ask you for help."

Chen Li'an glanced at Mr. Zhou who was wiping his hair. He did not agree immediately, but asked, "What is the matter with me, senior?"

Jia Zhangke on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, feeling that it would be better to talk about this kind of thing in person. However, even though Chen Li'an asked, he still said directly: "I want to make a movie and want your help?"

Chen Li'an probably understood what Jia Zhangke was looking for. It was definitely not looking for him to act, but most likely looking for him to invest.

So he asked directly: "Senior, is he short of money?"

"Yes!" After Jia Zhangke said this, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first time asking for money, and he felt a little bit reluctant to let go.

"How much do you need?"

"Two" Jia Zhangke was about to say the 200,000 yuan that was discussed in the afternoon, but he didn't feel like we had met to talk. He was afraid that Chen Li'an would refuse, so he changed his words: "One hundred thousand yuan is enough!"

Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "One hundred thousand yuan is enough? How much money do you have now?"

"150,000," Jia Zhangke said with some embarrassment. This number sounded unreliable. How could one make a movie with 150,000?

As if worried that Chen Li'an would find it unreliable, Jia Zhangke immediately added: "I have no plans to hire professional actors, and the crew is all our own, so more than 200,000 yuan is enough!"

Chen Li'an didn't think it was unreliable. Wang Xiaoshuai didn't have so much money when he filmed "Extreme Cold". Sixth-generation directors were never rich at this time.

Not hearing Chen Li'an's answer, Jia Zhangke's hope sank a little. It must be unreliable. A group of people from the literature department are going to make a movie and only have hundreds of thousands of dollars. Anyone would think it is unreliable.

Jia Zhangke thought about Chen Li'an's previous suggestion that if he had no money to make a movie, he could contact him. Now that he thought about it, it was most likely that he was just talking politely.

But Chen Li'an's voice soon came from the other end of the phone, dispelling Jia Zhangke's doubts.

"No problem, but is one hundred thousand yuan too little?" Chen Li'an asked while holding the phone.

Jia Zhangke didn't expect that Chen Li'an was willing to invest and was willing to invest more. He immediately became happy, hesitated for a while and said sheepishly: "Actually, I originally wanted to say 200,000, but I don't have to worry too much."

Chen Li'an: "." Old Jia, do you have any misunderstanding about my financial strength?

"Then it's two hundred thousand. I'll find someone to send it to you tomorrow. Are you still in school?"

"Yes, don't you ask about the specific situation of the movie? This movie may not be released."

Jia Zhangke was a little surprised by Chen Li'an's generosity. He also felt a little embarrassed to accept Chen Li'an's investment. He felt that he only invested in it because of his alumni. This movie would most likely not make money. He wanted to make it clear to Chen Li'an so as not to end up with it. It will make him regret it.

"No, I believe senior, your previous short film was very good." Chen Li'an smiled and said, "And I have made so many movies, but only two have been released in China."

Jia Zhangke knew these things and felt that Chen Li'an and he should be the same kind of people, both of whom love movies, so he said: "I can't guarantee whether movies can make money, but I can guarantee that this is a sincere attempt by a group of people who love movies! "

"Haha, I believe in you, senior. If it weren't for my frequent absence from school, I would have joined your film group."

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Chen Li'an couldn't help but shake his head. Jia Zhangke misunderstood his financial strength and his own talent. How could Xiao Wu lose money?

You, Mr. Jia, took off by relying on the money earned from this movie.

Chen Li'an is not doing it to make money, but mainly to give Lao Jia some face. He still likes his movies. Although he shoots some underground movies and the subject matter is too sensitive, he cannot deny that he is a good director.

"What movie only costs 200,000 yuan?" Mr. Zhou asked curiously, putting down the towel in his hand.

"An independent movie." After Chen Li'an finished speaking, something suddenly occurred to him. He looked at Mr. Zhou and said, "Are you interested in giving it a try? This is a good movie."

Mr. Zhou stepped forward and hugged Chen Li'an. His eyes were full of spring, and he wrinkled his delicate nose and said, "I just came back from filming, and you want me to go out to film without disturbing you and other women?"

Chen Li'an: "."

How dare you slander yourself like this, you must be punished tonight! hang up!

Chen Li'an picked up Young Master Zhou and walked to the bedroom, letting Young Master Zhou kiss him on the face.

Mr. Zhou's slender calves were swaying in the air, but they could no longer sway after entering the bedroom.

The red rope was wrapped around the slender ankles and wrapped several times around the body to form a beautiful knot.

Mr. Zhou looked at Chen Li'an with a blushing face, not because he was shy, but because he hadn't been like this for a long time. This familiar tight feeling made her very excited!

Chen Li'an looked at his craftsmanship and nodded with satisfaction. The combination of open leg binding and hanging binding is really good!

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