He Wentao does not intend to interfere more in the animation production company.

After only setting up the shelf and making a few episodes of animation, contacting the TV station, he will not care about it anymore.

His center of gravity is offline on IP.

But the company's initial development and ideas should be unified.

Meetings are an indispensable part.

A group of people came to the conference room of dozens of square meters and found a seat to sit down.

He Wentao glanced around and smiled, "Everyone came to the company on the first day, including me, and I have only arrived today. Let's get to know each other first. My name is He Wentao. It doesn't matter if you call me Mr. He, Boss He, or my name."

A kind laughter sounded in the conference room.

"Starting from Manager Wen, everyone will introduce themselves."

There were only a few people in total, Wen Feiran started, and after only ten minutes, they all introduced themselves.

Wen Feiran took five minutes to this.

Seeing everyone's introduction, He Wentao said aloud: "My daughter asked me before, why are the names of people in the cartoon different from ours? Why are they so strange in their tone? Why are their homes different from our houses?"

Almost all the people present were related to or related to the animation industry. When they heard He Wentao's words, their faces were a little dim.

"Why? Because domestic animations are in a bleak state, all the ones played on TV are introduced from outside. Can't we make cartoons that children like to watch?"

"Impossible! Calabash, Black Cat Sheriff, Haier Brothers, which one was not made by us? But the depression of domestic animation is a fact. Why the depression?"

"Does we have no imagination? Or do we not make cartoons?"

"Not all, but others can afford to pay! You may also want to go to the south to seek development, right?"

He Wentao said, glanced at Wen Feiran, and the other party quickly lowered his head.

He Wentao smiled and said, "Manager Wen is not embarrassed. Even the seniors of Shanghai Film Studio and Beijing Film Studio have been poached, let alone others?"

"It is not wrong to seek higher wages under the market economy. I heard that in the south, the wages have been paid to two or three thousand, or even five or six thousand a month. But what are they doing?"

"Office! The southern companies are not doing original creations, but then they produce cartoons from abroad, making them, or even making some scraps. Foreign animation companies use their cartoons to sell them to China to seize our market."

"Our children can only watch foreign animations, know foreign names, and watch foreign buildings!"

“Are these common?”

Seeing someone nodding and shaking his head, He Wentao sighed and said, "These are common, but you must know that every cartoon has foreign values! Our children are forced to accept foreign values ​​when watching every cartoon!"

"It's okay if it's consistent with our values. If it's inconsistent, it's brainwashing since childhood!"

He Wentao said very seriously, and the people present looked serious.

What He Wentao said is not nonsense. As long as he knows, some cartoons even make tricks on the national map. What do children think?

Children don’t understand, but what will happen if they last for a long time?

He Wentao glanced at everyone again.

"So, I want to make an animation, so that my daughter can see the characters in the cartoon, speaking pure Mandarin, living in the same city as us. We can also let others see it, we can't do animation."

"I am willing to pay money, I am willing to invest, I am willing to pay you a salary. Even in the future, I will give your company shares! As long as you make fine animations and make animations that children like, everything is worth it!"

At the scene, eyes shone and their expressions were excited.

Whether it is ideal - making good animations, revitalizing domestic animations, or reality - money, He Wentao can satisfy him. Is there anything more worth doing than such a job?

There must be nothing left.

Zhao Dazhuang was even more excited, his face turned red, and he wanted to come to the production stage himself.

He Wentao's heart was settled after bringing everyone's expressions into his eyes.

After calming down, He Wentao continued: "The company's initial capital is 500,000 yuan. We will buy whatever we need. Need a computer? Buy it! One person per unit! Choose the best one. If there is not enough people, continue to recruit people. If the money is not enough in the future, I will continue to add it. As long as it is beneficial to creation, I will try my best to satisfy it."

"So, what kind of animation are we creating? I think everyone should have heard from the manager, right?"

"A popular science cartoon. What I want is to combine popular science with plots. Children can not only entertain cartoons, but also learn serious scientific knowledge, rather than simply fighting and killing."

"I also have preliminary planning on the character and plot, you can take a look."

He Wentao said, handing Wen Feiran a few pieces of paper.

Wen Feiran looked carefully and then passed the paper down.

Actually, there is nothing on the paper.

It is just the image and personality of Blue Cat, Naughty, Curry, and Feifei, and a simple exploration plot of an episode.

He Wentao has never learned to draw, and his image is very simple, but at least he can see a few images.

The plot is also simple.

An episode is just a few minutes, and there is not much content.

The key to He Wentao's transmission is the character design and theme.

The tone is set, and the screenwriter and animation director will continue to fill in.

It is the best way to leave professional things to professionals.

Seeing that everyone had finished reading, He Wentao said, "Next, thank you for your hard work, everyone will go to purchase. Xiao Jiang, you are responsible for purchasing and accounting with everyone."

"Okay, Mr. He."

Everyone in the office went out, leaving only He Wentao and Zhao Dazhuang.

Zhao Dazhuang's face was full of redness and was very excited: "Brother Wentao, you are so awesome!"

"Where is it so good?" He Wentao asked with a smile.

Zhao Dazhuang thought for a while and said, "You have to make good-looking cartoons and defeat foreign cartoons. It's so amazing!"

Zhao Dazhuang racked his brains and thought of these two sentences.

He Wentao smiled and didn't say much.

Could it be that he told Zhao Dazhuang that he was just a normal chicken-blooding just now? In fact, he just wanted to rush to make time and produce "Three Thousand Questions of Blue Cat Naughty" so that it would be easy to make money?

Ahem, just hide these in your heart.

All are secrets.

The production of "Three Thousand Questions of Blue Cat Naughty" and broadcast it to TV stations for free is not a lofty ambition, not to revitalize domestic animation, but to create the Blue Cat IP!

With the IP, what He Wentao has to do is to link Blue Cat with the entire offline industry!
Chapter completed!