Rebirth: I Want to Surf

Restaurant.

Martian led a group of brothers to entertain Qian Wenqi warmly.

It was all high-quality fresh seafood, and this meal cost tens of thousands of yuan. Mars was in great pain. Not long after the "American Master" account was received, most of the hundreds of thousands of yuan had been spent.

There was nothing he could do, he had so many brothers that he was too embarrassed to refuse anyone who asked him, and he only had one meal every three days. It was as if the wind was blowing away the egg shells, and the wealth was gone and no one would be happy.

"Definitely next time!"

“I’ll definitely be able to save money next time!”

Huo Xing secretly swore to a bowl of shark fins, but with a grin on his face, he said: "You are also a treasure of immortality. You are still as old as before. You finished the book so quickly. I heard that Boss Yu is very satisfied."

"No, no, I just made some changes based on the original version of "Top Ten Magic Arts of South Asia", and set the background in modern society, just for opportunism."

Qian Wenqi waved his hand to show humility, but couldn't help but ask: "Brother Martian, when will the payment for this script come out?"

"After passing, it will be OK within a month!"

"Oh, all right."

"Of course it's good. If you open more movies, you will have more jobs, and the brothers will have more food to eat. More than half of the 5,000 practitioners in Hong Kong rely on their bosses to support themselves!"

Then, the two of them discussed Hugelive in a vague and vague way. They spitted and drank, and talked about it for a long time. Finally, they came to the conclusion: the Internet is very powerful!

Well, that's awesome.

Eating and drinking, Qian Wenqi had not experienced this kind of life for a long time, as if he had returned to the glorious days of the 1990s. As soon as he stuffed a Chaoshan beef ball into his mouth, the phone rang.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Oh, tell me!"

"Isn't it already over... What are you... Hello? Hello? Damn it!"

"What's going on?" Firestar asked.

"The script! It's said to have flaws, so I have to send it back and rewrite it."

Qian Wenqi slapped the table, smelling of alcohol and anger, and said loudly: "It's not a revision, it's a rewrite, rewrite it! Wow, what are they doing? They're kidding me!"

"Huh? That's weird."

Mars asked doubtfully: "We have never had this kind of thing before. If it works, it will be fine. If it doesn't, it won't work. Are you paying attention?"

"How is it possible, I..."

Just as he was talking, Martian's phone also rang. As soon as he took it out, his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck, what are you doing!"

"Both scripts were killed!"

Immediately afterwards, director Liu Guanwei also called: ""The Great American 2" has been suppressed, I don't know when it will be released... I don't know, I'm asking!"

The bad news came flooding in.

Hugelive’s payment rules are: the first payment will be made within three months after the video is released. After that, it will continue to accumulate. If the data reaches the standard for re-dividing accounts, then it will be given again.

Mars also participated in the action direction of two films, which have been online for just three months. The playback volume is not bad, and the revenue is divided into millions.

He had been hoping that this money would solve his urgent needs, but he was told: It’s gone!

The brothers were also anxious, and the one in the wheelchair almost stood up:

"Boss, what's going on?"

"We can't live without money. I have a wife and children to support, and I need to see a doctor and take medicine!"

"You go to Boss Yu and ask. I still have at least 20 years of good work. I don't want to pick up garbage anymore!"

"Don't make any noise! ​​Don't make any noise!"

Mars slammed the table and cursed: "I don't know anything, why are you all crying for me? Of course I have to ask, I will go tomorrow, now let me be clean!"

The meal ended unhappily.

Everyone was worried.

Qian Wenqi is even more depressed, so I just want to make some extra money.

…………

The next day.

Martian was squatting downstairs at Hugelive early in the morning, holding a box of lunch, slurping and getting angry while eating. He didn't dare to leave yet, for fear of missing something, and he had a very professional ethics in collecting debts.

After a while, another guy came.

I knew Huo Xing as an editor and asked, "Do you want the account too?"

"Yeah, my money for three movies is gone!"

"Three parts? I have six parts!"

"Wow, that's so miserable for you."

The editor also groaned and squatted.

After a while, two art people also came, and photographers also arrived... More and more people gathered, all of them were low-level practitioners. Martian's rough calculation, well, there were about a hundred people.

Finally, when the building opened, a group of people rushed in. The security guard was startled and stopped him quickly: "What are you going to do? I'll call the police!"

"We're looking for Boss Yu!"

"Boss Yu is not here!"

"Then let's find someone else. Anyway, you call the person in charge out... Not at work? I don't care if you're not at work. We must meet!"

After a long stalemate, a man finally arrived to maintain order: "I am the operations director of Hugelive Hong Kong. You can tell me anything."

"Can you make the decision?"

"Let's talk. Don't crowd. Are there people from the 13th Association? Each association will send a representative. Otherwise, how can we talk in such a mess?"

Everyone thought it right, so they assigned one person to each group according to the association, making a total of 13 people.

Mars naturally represents the "Action Stuntmen Guild".

Anyone who is engaged in the film and television industry in Hong Kong must join the association. The presidents are all big shots, but members are not necessarily members. Most of them are at the bottom.

13 people went upstairs and entered a conference room.

After listening to everyone's demands, the operations director said: "I don't want this to happen. Hugelive has a global layout and will need a lot of funds to enter Japan and South Korea.

We were strapped for cash and we really had no money. "

"You're bluffing me!"

"You said you don't have money if you don't have money. I clearly saw the news about your financing!"

"Financing means making money? Do you know what global layout is?"

"I don't care, anyway, as agreed, you have to pay! Otherwise I will sue you!"

"Please take a look at the contract. It says payment within three months under normal circumstances. Now it's an abnormal situation. You can't win even if you sue!"

The director was so grinning that he almost had the word rogue written all over his face.

Seeing that the crowd was angry and ready to take action, he added: "You have to think clearly. If you make the matter bigger, not only will you have no money today, but you will also have no money in the future!

Do you still want to film for us? Just be calm if you want! "

"..."

As soon as this was said, everyone in the audience behaved, and someone asked: "Then when will you borrow the money?"

"Let's wait until Hugelive's condition improves."

The director didn't pay attention to them at all, and he turned away after talking for a while.

Everyone had no choice but to disperse, cursing each other. Husheng was so angry that he turned around just as he was about to go downstairs and ran to the office of "Movie Fortnightly".

"Mr. Chen!"

"How did you come?"

Chen Baisheng happened to be here, writing a manuscript.

"Come to ask for the account..."

Xing Xing explained the matter and said: "It was obviously good in the past, why did you suddenly change your mind? I am a rough man, Mr. Chen is knowledgeable, can you give me some advice?"

"Oh, this thing!"

Chen Baisheng poured him a cup of tea and said slowly: "I happened to have heard that you in Hong Kong may not know it, but the two groups of filmmakers have been fighting fiercely in the mainland recently.

To put it simply, Boss Yu was bullied! "

(besides……)