My house collapsed from the top, and the system just came?

Hearing this, Yuan Xiong raised his eyebrows.

He reflexively asked: "What song?"

Wang Mo smiled and shook his head: "It's just an idea now, I can't tell you."

"have to!"

Yuan Xiong knew that he couldn't get any secrets out of Wang Mo, so he had no choice but to give up.

But after a moment, he added: "By the way, I heard from Chai Qing that you have asked him and Chen Jia to start preparing for the next movie in advance?"

Wang Mo nodded: "Yes, after I participate in "The Masked Crossover Singer", if there are no special circumstances, I should start filming "Kung Fu"."

Yuan Xiong hummed: "What do you think about film investment?"

Wang Mo glanced at Yuan Xiong.

The two of them were too familiar.

He immediately heard something in the other person's words, so he asked: "Brother Xiong, can you tell me your opinion?"

Yuan Xiong said seriously: "Film investment is also an art. In the entertainment industry, 99% of directors look for investors to share risks when making movies, because no one can guarantee that their movies will make money. But you are different. I can feel that if you go to make a movie, you will most likely make money, and you will make a lot of money. In addition, you have enough funds, so what I am most worried about is that you will be the sole proprietor of filming "Kung Fu"."

"Isn't it okay to be a sole proprietor?"

Wang Mo asked enthusiastically.

Yuan Xiong shook his head: "Of course not. I'm sure that if you were to be the sole proprietor of "Kung Fu", not to mention what the company's top executives would think, it is estimated that no matter how good your movie is, the theater's schedule will not exceed 20%. Even in the review process, someone will block you, preventing you from releasing it."

"Why?"

"Because of capital."

"capital?"

"Yes, in the entertainment industry, it is actually a world where several large capitals and a bunch of small capitals compete with each other. Although you are prosperous now, your success is all pinned on the background of Yunhai Media. If you leave With Yunhai Media, to be honest, it’s useless no matter how good you are, you will only be swallowed up by capital in the blink of an eye until all your bones are left. If you dare to be the sole proprietor of "Kung Fu", it means that you no longer have the background of Yunhai Media, and all the benefits are You swallowed it by yourself, do you think everyone will let you, a tender little lamb go?"

"I understand."

Wang Mo smiled and said: "It's not my first day in the entertainment industry. Of course I know the pros and cons. Brother Xiong, don't worry. Regarding investment, I will definitely not be a solitary person."

"That's fine."

Yuan Xiong breathed a sigh of relief.

What he fears most is that Wang Mo abandons the company for profit, which will cause serious problems.

But after a moment, Yuan Xiong asked: "Ah Mo, tell me honestly, how sure are you of your new movie?"

Wang Mo: "If my confidence in "Fist of Heroes" is 50%, then my confidence in "Kung Fu" is 90%."

That's Master Xing's "Kung Fu"!

It is known as the most outstanding work in Xingye's life!

How could I not have confidence in myself?

If he wasn't afraid of saying too much, he would even say that his confidence is 100% and there is no possibility of failure!

One listen.

Yuan Xiong's heart skipped a beat.

He took a few deep breaths, with a ruthless look in his eyes: "Made, the brave will starve to death, and the timid will starve to death. When your movie project is approved, you must inform me. This time I will put all my worth on it. !invest!!!"

Qiqi Children's Clothing's opportunity to make a fortune was missed.

The opportunity to make a fortune in "Fist of Heroes" was also missed.

As the saying goes, there are only three things you can do.

Yuan Xiong must seize the opportunity of "Kung Fu"!

"no problem."

Wang Mo showed a bright smile: "Even if you mortgage your house to invest in "Kung Fu", I have no problem with it."

"Huh? I really have this idea."

Yuan Xiong said excitedly.

Damn it? !

Wang Mo glanced at Yuan Xiong, who was already crazy, and thought to himself, don't you have too much confidence in me?

But soon.

Yuan Xiong calmed down: "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. Since they can't handle you on the surface, Qiming Entertainment seems to be willing to admit defeat. They found me a few days ago and said they wanted to pay a high price. A movie script. I felt that the other party had no good intentions at all, so I refused."

Wang Mo was stunned: "They asked me for a movie script?"

"To be precise, it's a script from a science fiction movie. I don't know why he asked you to come here."

"Science fiction... sci-fi?"

Wang Mo was suddenly filled with notes and asked quickly: "How high is the price?"

Yuan Xiong: "Ten million."

Wang Mo exclaimed: "Ten million?"

Ten million for a movie script is indeed a sky-high price.

Because when he was filming "Fist of Heroes", he learned that in today's entertainment industry, the most expensive script only sold two million.

Yuan Xiong said: "So I think the other party is either playing tricks on us, or talking nonsense. After all, Qiming Entertainment is an entertainment giant that is not inferior to us, how can we give up easily?"

However, Wang Mo fell into deep thought. After a while, he said seriously: "Brother Xiong, don't reject the other party. If you have a chance, talk to the other party. If the other party is sincere, take the job."

Yuan Xiong was stunned: "Real or false?"

Wang Mo: "Of course it's true."

Yuan Xiong: "If the other party agrees, will you really write a script for the other party?"

Wang Mo smiled slightly: "Why not? That's ten million."

Sci-fi movies?

script?

Mu De... I hope the other party really wants to come here to ask for the script. If the other party has a mischievous mentality, labor and management will trick him into death without discussion.

Yuan Xiong: "But..."

Wang Mo blinked: "Anyway, you go talk to the other party first. Since they are willing to give in, we can also make friends with them, right?"

"oh."

Yuan Xiong could only nod, but he was completely confused in his heart.

Is Wang Mo really so kind to write a script for Qiming Entertainment?

Although a script costs 10 million, in Yuan Xiong's eyes, the script written by Wang Mo is worth far more than 10 million.

Wang Mo is such a treasure!

…

When Yuan Xiong was confused.

Jiang Ying's manager was also confused: "Brother Ying, are you really giving in?"

They have issued public announcements denying that they are the Monkey King. Isn’t this just a sign of submission?

But he knew in his heart that it would be impossible not to give in.

You can only admit that you are unlucky.

Jiang Ying nodded, but there was still a cold look in his eyes: "I'm called submissive on the surface. But the Samsung people have caused so much physical and psychological harm to me, how can I let him go? As long as he reveals his face, in the future Now that I know who he is, I have plenty of time to slowly torture him."

The agent nodded: "Well, that's pretty much it."

If Jiang Ying suffered disaster, he would also suffer misfortune, so his resentment towards the Samsung people was not much less than Jiang Ying's.

"I'm still asking people to investigate and analyze the identity of the Samsung people. Anyway, if we get the other party's information early, we can make plans earlier."

The words have not yet finished.

Didi didi~~~

The message rang out.

The agent took a look and smiled: "More detailed information is coming."

"what's the message?"

Jiang Ying asked curiously.

The agent didn't answer, but looked at the text on the phone carefully.

Looking at it, something was wrong with his expression.

Jiang Ying was still talking: "Samsung's singing skills are at least as good as mine. The main reason he is able to do what he is today is because Wuyan wrote three songs for him in a row."

Jealousy, envy, desire.

"Made, if Wuyan can write three songs for me, what do Samsung people mean?"

All kinds of emotions welled up in my heart.

"I think if I want to crush the Samsung people to death, I first have to curry favor with Wuyan and see if I can get one or two songs from Wuyan. Even if I can't get the songs, as long as I can establish a relationship with Wuyan, It’s all worth it.”

As Jiang Ying spoke, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter: "The Samsung people can ask Wu Yan to write songs for him, and nine times out of ten they can get it only by turning into a dog licker. But in terms of the level of dog lickers, who can do it? No? If labor and management really turn into licking dogs, the Samsung people are definitely no match for me!"

But I talked for a long time.

But I found that the agent didn't respond at all.

He turned around and suddenly noticed that the agent looked like something was wrong with the game.

At this moment, the agent's face was pale and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Ying patted his shoulder.

The manager was startled, and when he saw it was Jiang Ying, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his face was still extremely pale.

Jiang Ying frowned: "What are you thinking about? Did you hear what I said? I'm going to lick Wu Yan."

The agent took a few deep breaths.

After my heartbeat is no longer so violent.

He then asked with a complicated expression: "Brother Ying, are you... going to be a silent licking dog?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Ying was awe-inspiring: "Based on Wu Yan's status, he deserves to be my licking dog. As long as I can lick Wu Yan, even if it is a white swan, I will not be afraid! As for the Samsung people, are they just chickens?"

Agent: "Just now, I got more detailed identity information about Samsung people."

Jiang Ying's eyes lit up: "Oh? Do you know who the Samsung people are?"

"have no idea."

"Then you are talking nonsense."

"But we already have an idea."

"What eyebrows?"

"For a long time, the entire Internet has been digging for the identity of Samsung people, but there is still no result. It is as if Samsung people are non-existent people. But this is impossible. Have we ever thought about a possibility: Are Samsung people actually not artists at all?”

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.

"Not an artist?"

"That's right! Only if he is not an artist can he explain why no one can guess his identity."

"But how is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible?"

"Since Samsung is not an artist, how can he be so good? Isn't this nonsense? Where in the world can anyone play the piano so well, sing so well, and have such a graceful stage presence..."

Talking and talking.

Jiang Ying suddenly froze. He thought of a person, a name he had just mentioned.

His whole brain buzzed, and then he slowly turned his head and looked at his agent.

He happened to look into the agent's horrified eyes.

"You mean?"

"Um."

The agent trembled: "There is only one explanation: Samsung people are speechless."

Speechless!

This name seemed to have a huge lethality, making Jiang Ying paralyzed.

Uh-huh!

All the scenes of the programs that Samsung people had participated in in the past flashed through his mind like a movie.

Why do Samsung people dare to comment on Baby Bear’s piano skills?

Why do Samsung people dare to say that Lin Shaopeng is tone-deaf?

Why are Samsung people so incredibly good at piano?

Why did the Samsung people allow Wuyan to tailor three songs for themselves?

Why do Samsung people dare to stand up and deal with him?

There is only one explanation!

Samsung people are speechless.

Only if you are speechless can you dare!

Only Wu Yan has such confidence!

pass.

Thorough.

Jiang Yingren was also dumbfounded.

In fact, it is impossible for normal people to associate Sanxingren and Wuyan together.

but!

He happened to hate Samsung people so much and wanted to lick Wuyan so much. Coupled with his manager's analysis, it was only by some coincidence that the two of them were put together.

Yet the result was so seamless.

"Really?"

Jiang Ying, who had never cried in most of his life, now had a cry in his voice.

"It's 90% possible."

The agent trembled: "Now I finally understand why Xu Mengqi cried for the Samsung people, why Su Xueyao burst into tears because of the Samsung people, and why Hao Mingxing's eyes were red. It turns out that they all went to Wuyan. . Only silence can make the three of them lose their composure!"

Jiang Ying nodded blankly.

Figured out.

Many things that Samsung people couldn't figure out before became clear instantly after assuming the identity of "Wu Yan".

He cried sadly: "Then what should I...I...do now?" (End of Chapter)