When Xue Xiang asked to conceal the news of the screening, Old Man Li said that Xue Xiang was stubborn and difficult, and on the phone, he tried his best to instigate Director Sun not to agree, and threatened that at most, he would not talk anymore. Director Sun on the phone was so panicked that he repeatedly asked Old Man Li to stabilize and stabilize, and he would come over to sign the contract immediately.

Obviously, Director Sun was no longer satisfied with the negotiation result. In his opinion, this was like not spending a penny and getting back a movie in vain (as for the box office of over 10 million, in Director Sun's opinion, it was Mr. Li who was using his professional knowledge to bully the raw melon seeds, over 10 million, and dreaming!).

If you are not satisfied with the result of this negotiation, it means you have a problem with your mind.

After hanging up the phone, Old Man Li stared at Xue Xiang with a dark face and said word by word: "I hope you really spend your money on the people of Dejiang." After that, he turned around and left.

Xue Laosan was also laughing and crying when he looked at this ever-changing old man.

Old Man Li went, Dai Yubin stepped forward and said, "Chief, before the contract was signed, I interrupted. I think the conditions you just signed with Director Li are a bit of a loss. You may not understand the current situation of the movie screening. Last year, it was indeed sold very well, but most of the profit was obtained from the open-air screenings in small towns. The real cinema only sells small heads. Although ours is extraordinary, it will exceed tens of millions of box offices. I think it is quite difficult. I think we can catch some of them, and there is no need to think about eating them into a fat man in one bite. Don't eat anything in the end, this will be a big loss."

Jiang Fangping picked up the thermos bottle, refilled the glass of water for Xue Xiang, and said, "I agree with Xiao Dai's opinion. The cinemas are now very deserted. After all, the purses of the people are not very full. No matter how good the movie is, it will be too hard to sell for a few million yuan. "

Xue Xiang waved his hand and brushed the light smoke floating on the teacup, and smiled and said, "What you said makes sense, but have you ever thought about it? If we don't sell ten million, even if we share the money, how much can we share? I just heard from Director Li that they can only get 13% of the total box office in the factory. I don't divide the three plans. I guess they will only share the 13% of the 13% of the money they earn. If they die, they will spend less than 200,000 yuan and spend 200,000 yuan on their own. That's really impossible to spend. But it's worth it. Therefore, if we don't fight this bet, we must also become fat."

Xue Laosan never lie, often plans and then acts. He designed the division plan to think about the causes and consequences. At this moment, what he and Jiang and Dai spit out was only a small part of the truth, but more truths were kept in their mouths.

First, Xue Laosan knew the shocking effect of this kind of kung fu film in today's era. The long-lasting popularity of Shaolin Temple last year is a clear proof.

Two years later, it once again sparked a kung fu craze and won a box office of over 100 million yuan. Although it is far from being a kung fu film, the kung fu performances in it are definitely transcendent times and are infinitely close to later generations. The ornamentality is absolutely unmatched.

Secondly, he had made up his mind to use the power behind him to push the movie. His cheap uncle Zuo Qiuming, who is the deputy minister of the Central X Department, recently called him a few phone calls to contact him.

He, Lao San, only needs to seize investment and make a demonstration article. This work is not very difficult to obtain administrative promotion. This is one of the benefits of being the prince, and the power he can use is far greater than that of ordinary cadres.

It is precisely with these two considerations that Xue Laosan was not worried that this movie would not achieve good results, so he decided to divide the money just now. He could almost imagine how Director Li would have a painful expression after the box office results came out.

When he thought of how to tormenting this ever-changing old man, Xue Laosan couldn't help but smile.

Dai Yubin didn't know what Xue Xiang was having fun, but he felt that the behavior of his own leader was always unexpected, but the result was very good. He really couldn't learn the ability to plan and plan this way, so he could only savor it secretly and experience it carefully.

"What the chief said is reasonable. It is useless to have less money. It is better to give it a try. However, I guess the last sentence added by the chief makes the Emei producer hide the news of the screening, which must be of different significance."

The person who spoke was Jiang Fangping, who was like Dai Yubin. Now he liked to think about Xue Xiang's words. A few hours ago, Xue Xiangfang used the asymmetry of the news, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, beating Zhou Daoqian, and Kong Fan was so tall that he had to hide the news again. This time he was going to conceal the news, which naturally made him wonder if he was the same trick.

Xue Xiang smiled and said, "It's a deep meaning. I don't know yet. I'm ready for any trouble. Well, it's getting late. Let's go down for dinner. I have to wait for Director Sun to sign the contract later." After that, he went to the outsider first.

After dinner, Xue Laosan did not go back to the office, but wandered around at the gate of the prefectural committee compound. As expected, after not walking for a long time, he saw three small cars hanging from Emei Studio driving over. It was Director Sun and his party who arrived.

Because before, Old Man Li had communicated on the phone, and the two sides got together again. Apart from greetings, they rarely had nutrition. Soon, they signed a contract. Xue Xiang took out the two plates of films he had prepared, handed over, and then scattered them.

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The sky is like ink, and the dark color is rolling. Before the night falls, dark clouds have come to the city. A rustling wind swept from the lake of Shouxi, wrapped in water vapor, shaking the curtains, and the dim lights are filled with chaotic shadows.

Gu Ximing took a few steps and wanted to close the curtains. Zhou Daoqian, who had been silent for several hours, suddenly spoke: "Don't turn off, it's good to blow the cold wind. I've been too hot recently. Turn off the lights. I'll be quiet alone. You go to have a meal first."

Gu Ximing knew that Zhou Daoqian was in a bad mood. Originally, even if the gods encountered this today, they would be bored. But for a long time, he knew how to answer, "Secretary, I'm not hungry, so I'd better accompany you. When are you hungry? Say, I'll notify the cafeteria to prepare meals." As he said that, he reached out and turned off the light.

The lights were turned off, but the room was not completely black. The corridor was lightly lit and the air windows penetrated into the room, making the interior furnishings and figures look like ghosts.

Zhou Daoqian closed his lips and didn't say anything after all. A gust of wind blew, making his hair, which was not very neat, messed up a little bit again.

At this moment, Secretary Zhou’s mood can no longer be described as good or bad, it is simply sad and angry.

In the past six months since I came to Dejiang, Zhou seemed to be like a tide, hitting the mountain of Kong Fangao again and again, attacking again and again, retreating again and again. It looked so embarrassed, but in fact, he was already peeling off his cocoon and slowly regaining his disadvantages and controlling the situation.

Even though Kong Fangao made a surprise plan and used Wang Shengli to eliminate some of his offensive points, Zhou's situation was not broken, and he only needed to use time to use silk-wrapped force to slowly grind the political situation in Dejiang sooner or later.

Everything was proceeding step by step, but Xue Xiang's trick jumped out. To be honest, even Zhou Daoqian himself didn't know whether he regretted it. At that time, he didn't listen to Xue Xiang's explanation and classified it into the enemy side, which led to his defeat today.

In short, when he thinks of this guy, he feels aching in his mind. This person is like Guan Hanqing's own copper peas. They cannot be steamed, cannot be cooked, and cannot be crushed. They are there.

Especially today's high-end, elegant and high-end party and government contact meeting, which was held in such a shape, made him, Zhou, a laughing stock.

Just now, he had already received the news that Secretary Cai of the Provincial Party Committee had already been airing on the matter. He was the reputation of Zhou's incompetence. This is what Shangdatian heard!

The worst thing is that the resolutions at the joint meeting of the Party and the government have now become useless. The resolutions formed on it can only be passed in part, and some of them are passed. All resolutions that have nothing to do with the living bandits, but what is passed is naturally the resolutions related to the living bandits. A good meeting will be made into a rice that is simply a rice that is mixed, but you have to eat this rice that is mixed.

After all, it is one of the most serious meetings of the first-level regime, and the resolution passed naturally cannot be blown away as a style and nothing is left behind.

It was obviously impossible to pass all the resolutions at that time, and some of them had to be overturned, because the live bandits were not guilty, so it was impossible to suspend their posts and reflect on them. It would be even more impossible to let Zhang Che take over the burden of the live bandits.

It turns out that this problem was difficult to resolve. After all, because the living bandits had freed up their seats, a row of radishes moved behind them. If the living bandits did not move and the row of radishes did not move behind them, the joint meeting of the Party and government would not be a rice-filled rice, or a rice-filled water.

It seems impossible to not move the bandits and make most personnel motions complete. In fact, it is possible. If the bandits do not move and pull out Zhang Che, the carrots behind them can still be progressed in sequence. Who told that Secretary-General Zhang to be a long-lasting person at the meeting? He deserves this disaster.

When he thought of Zhang Che, Zhou Daoqian thought of another guy, a guy who was disgusted in his heart and hated even more than Kong Fangao and Xue Xiang - former director of the Tourism Bureau and currently deputy commissioner of the Dejiang Administrative Office Yan Kuan.

In theory, Yan Kuan's current deputy commissioner's hat is not firmly worn. After all, the province has not issued a document yet. However, the provincial party committee will not redirect such personnel motions for the addition of deputy commissioners at the joint meetings of the Party and Government. From this perspective, Yan Kuan is already a deputy commissioner.
Chapter completed!