Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 122 120. If you lose everything, go back to eating soft food!

The weather in late April was still a bit cool, and the wind in Beijing was very strong, accompanied by sandstorms all over the sky.

When Chen Li'an came out of the airport, he felt that his hair was filled with sand and he could hardly open his eyes.

"Bah! What the hell is going on this year? There's a sandstorm at the end of April." Chen Li'an sat in the car and sighed, feeling as if he was coming back from Longmen Inn.

Zhang Guorong, who was sitting next to him, looked at Chen Li'an with disgust and was troubled by his vulgar behavior. This guy looked like a little gangster when he was not creating.

"Can you be normal? I'm so disgusted." Zhang Guorong moved to the other side of the car.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at Zhang Guorong, whose hair was messed up, and curled his lips, not wanting to talk to this unrefined man.

"Where are you going later? Do you want to go to Beijing Film Studio with me?" Zhang Guorong twisted his neck and felt sand getting into his clothes.

Chen Li'an shook the dust from his hair and said, "I have something to do today, so you can take me home first."

"Okay, that guy will come over tomorrow," Zhang Guorong didn't care, and then said to the driver who came to pick him up: "Master, please go to Zhushikou."

Chen Li'an raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still remember where I live?"

"I'm not Alzheimer's!"

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By the time the car arrived at Zhushikou, the sandstorm had subsided a lot. Chen Lian opened the car door and said to Zhang Guorong: "Are you going back to the apartment tonight? I have something to see you for."

"Reply, what do you want from me?" Zhang Guorong asked curiously. It's definitely not about playing mahjong, but I really can't guess what it is.

Chen Li'an smiled and said mysteriously: "You'll find out tonight, it's a good thing!"

After saying that, Chen Li'an opened the car door and went out. Zhang Guorong looked at Chen Li'an's back and opened his mouth, feeling a little depressed. What can't he say now? He has to wait until night!

After getting his suitcase from the trunk, Chen Li'an trotted into the alley.

"Second uncle! I'm back!" Chen Li'an shouted impatiently as he walked into the yard.

Qiao Linmu, who was chatting with Uncle Qi in the room, heard Chen Li'an's voice. A smile appeared on his fat white face and he said to Uncle Qi, "Why is this kid so snoring?"

Uncle Qi knocked the cigarette in his hand and said nonchalantly: "Young people are all like this."

"Second uncle!" Chen Li'an, who pushed open the door, asked excitedly before putting down the box: "Is second uncle going to buy VCD?"

Uncle Qi sat next to him and cleared his throat, tapping the dry tobacco pole on the table.

Only then did Chen Li'an notice that Uncle Qi was there. He immediately put down the box in his hand and ran over and shouted with a low eyebrow, "Master, you are here too."

"Yeah." Uncle Qi hummed, then looked at Qiao Linmu and said, "Xiao Qiao, you two will chat and go to my place for a drink tonight."

Qiao Linmu immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to a drink tonight."

Chen Li'an stood nearby and said with a smile: "I'll invite you tonight. How about we go to Fangshan Restaurant."

Uncle Qi glanced at Chen Li'an, hit Chen Li'an on the shoulder with his cigarette rod and said, "Waste of money!"

Yes, your filial piety is in vain. Let’s eat at home in the evening and save money!

After Uncle Qi left, Chen Li'an excitedly pulled Qiao Linmu and said, "Second uncle, are you planning to make VCDs when you come here this time?"

It’s no wonder that Chen Li’an is excited. VCD will be a market worth tens of billions in the next few years. If it’s a few million or tens of millions, Chen Li’an really won’t be that excited. But once the number exceeds 100 million, it will be completely different.

"Let go of me first. What do you look like? You are not stable at all." Qiao Linmu looked at Chen Li'an angrily, and then couldn't help scolding: "Your master is here and you have a low eyebrow, but you are like this when I am here." You look like you're not stingy, but you still have two faces!"

Chen Li'an slumped on the chair and said nonchalantly: "Who makes me unable to defeat my master?"

Qiao Linmu's face darkened, and he called Chen Li'an with his chubby hand. While fighting back, he asked: "I can't beat you, do you dare to fight back!"

Chen Li'an: "." That makes sense!

After Qiao Linmu hit Chen Li'an a few times, he sat back panting, stared at Chen Li'an and said, "What? Still not convinced?"

"Submit!" Chen Li'an shouted in frustration.

After cutting off his nephew, Qiao Linmu felt much better. Then he got down to business. He took out a stack of documents from his wallet and put it on the table. He said, "I have almost planned the VCD thing. Here are the information." Take a look at the contract, it’s at least three million in the early stage.”

Chen Li'an took it and flipped through it casually, then said: "I won't read these, but three million is not enough. The threshold for this thing is too low. If you want to do it well, you have to develop it yourself. Spend more money to make the chip Let’s study the decoder, we can’t keep buying it from others.”

Qiao Linmu saw that Chen Li'an didn't even read the information, and said angrily: "I want you to teach me! Three million is enough. My factory can use it directly. Just change the production line. It's not as much as you think." .”

"That's alright. I'll pay the three million. Your factory will count as three million. How about half of the shares between the two of us?" Chen Li'an spoke in layman's terms arrogantly, and Qiao Linmu almost died of anger.

Looking at Chen Li'an who didn't understand anything above, Qiao Linmu sighed and looked helplessly at the photo of his sister on the altar in the room, and said resignedly: "Okay, if you offer one million, I'll give you 4%." Ten shares, keep the remaining money in your hand as your wife’s book.”

If Qiao Linmu hadn't had a son and Chen Li'an's parents were gone, he would have been too lazy to do business with a layman like Chen Li'an. The worst he could do was subsidize him more in the future.

Chen Li'an saw Qiao Linmu's disgust and couldn't help but curl his lips. He didn't know how to do business, but we have vision!

"Second uncle, I have money. I went to Paris and sold paintings and earned more than three million. It's fine if I can afford a little more. I don't know how much money you have. If you give two million, you'll have to pay for it." empty."

Qiao Lin, who was collecting information, paused, looked up at Chen Li'an and asked, "How much did you just say?"

"It's more than three hundred. I have a partner who shared more than three hundred with her, or it could be a little more." Chen Li'an explained calmly.

Qiao Linmu's chubby little hands couldn't help but tremble. Is art so profitable? Then why do you still do business? I have worked so hard for so many years to save more than 100 yuan, but my nephew has doubled his wealth by painting a few paintings?

A deep sense of frustration welled up in Qiao Linmu's heart, but more importantly, he was relieved. After all, we are proud of our nephew.

It took a while for Qiao Linmu to come back to his senses. Chen Li'an, who was looking at him shivering, wanted to raise his hand to give him a moment, but he put it down again as soon as he raised his hand.

I have grown up and cannot fight anymore.

"Go and offer incense to your parents." Qiao Linmu looked at Chen Li'an and said seriously.

Chen Li'an stood up immediately, walked to the altar, took out the incense, lit it with a lighter and bowed three times before slowly putting the incense on it.

Chen Li'an's success made Qiao Linmu very happy, and he no longer stubbornly cared about leaving more wife money for Chen Li'an. He could spend millions on any wife! That's not a joke!

After the two discussed in the room for half an hour, Chen Li'an finally took out 2.5 million, and Qiao Linmu came up with the rest. Chen Li'an only wanted 49% of the shares, and he would not participate in the management. Giving Qiao Linmu absolute controlling rights is the right way.

Anyway, the second uncle will not trick him.

After discussing it, Chen Li'an discussed with Qiao Linmu about hiring a spokesperson.

"Second uncle, you have to do marketing these days. If you find a celebrity to endorse your product, the product will definitely become an instant hit. You must do more advertising!"

Qiao Linmu frowned and said, "It's very expensive to hire celebrities for advertising. We definitely can't hire big stars with the money we have. We also have to go to TV stations to advertise. The money is quite expensive."

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of the celebrity endorsements. You don't have to pay for it from the factory." Chen Li'an said, patting his chest.

Qiao Linmu looked at the confident Chen Li'an and asked, "Who are you going to find? Haven't you just made two movies? How many people can you meet?"

"I haven't decided yet." Chen Li'an clapped his fingers and said, "Gong Li, Leslie Cheung, and Wang Zuxian are all fine. They are all friends. I am debating whether to find one or both."

Qiao Linmu: "." You are really good at pretending!

In the evening, after Chen Li'an had dinner with his second uncle and his master, he took a taxi to Zhang Guorong's apartment.

After much deliberation, it would be better to trick Zhang Guorong into becoming the spokesperson. There are not many celebrities who are more famous than him in the mainland.

In Zhang Guorong's apartment, he was wearing a facial mask and sipping red wine. After opening the door to Chen Li'an, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you looking for with me?"

Chen Li'an smiled as he walked into the room and poured himself a glass of wine before saying, "Good thing, I'll give you some money!"

"Give me money?" Zhang Guorong's eyes under the mask were filled with deep suspicion, and he said suspiciously: "Aren't you looking for me to play mahjong and want to win my money? Then I will give you money, okay?"

Chen Li'an, who was drinking, paused, glanced at Zhang Guorong and said, "You still know that your poker skills are bad, so I'm not here to play mahjong with you."

"If you don't play mahjong, how are you going to give me money?" Zhang Guorong sat on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand, looked at Chen Li'an with his legs crossed and asked, "You must be up to no good. Hurry up and tell me what's going on."

Chen Li'an also sat over, put his arm around Zhang Guorong's shoulders and said, "We are friends, right? Shouldn't friends help each other?"

Seeing the fox smile on Chen Li'an's face, Leslie Cheung shook his head decisively!

"You don't have any sense of loyalty!" Chen Li'an criticized him before saying with a smile: "I really want to give you money, and I want you to be your spokesperson in an advertisement!"

"A commercial?" Leslie Cheung was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head and said, "I don't do commercials. I have only filmed three commercials in so many years since my debut."

When Zhang Guorong said this, Chen Li'an remembered in a daze that he seemed to have never seen Zhang Guorong's advertisement, which was difficult to handle. Zhang Guorong had his own principles, and Chen Li'an could not do unethical things based on friendship.

"I really didn't think about this. Now let's forget it. I'll go back and ask Sister Zu Xian and Gong Li." Chen Li'an said helplessly.

Zhang Guorong hummed, and then asked curiously: "What kind of advertisement do you want me to shoot? Who are you working as a lobbyist for?"

Chen Li'an leaned on the sofa and said: "VCD, I am a lobbyist for myself. I invested in a VCD factory."

"Yourself?" Zhang Guorong remembered how Chen Li'an didn't understand anything when he was doing financial management in Xiangjiang, and couldn't help but said: "Just waste your money, just engage in art and make movies."

Chen Li'an: "." Is the image that I don't know how to do business so deeply ingrained?

"Just wait, I have to impress you. If I don't earn a few small goals, I won't trust Chen!" Chen Li'an snorted.

Zhang Guorong smiled and said: "Don't lose everything and eat soft food later, but just let Zu Xian support you, she is rich."

There is another chapter, I am addicted to petting cats.