In a teahouse near the Chinese opera, in a box.

"Teacher Fusheng, last time I really didn't see Mount Tai, I'm sorry." Gao Qun said politely to Zhao Fusheng.

He also has his own connections in the circle, so naturally after some inquiries, Zhao Fusheng's name is obviously not a secret, so Gao Qun naturally knew that this guy had worked as a screenwriter and had a good relationship with Jiang Wen.

The most important thing is that because of this relationship, in Gao Qun's view, Zhao Fusheng belongs to half of the insiders.

"Director Gao is too polite, I'm just helping out casually."

Zhao Fusheng naturally didn't care about Gao Qun's attitude, and said with a smile.

"No, no, at this time, he is still willing to help investment in literary and artistic films. Teacher Fusheng is worthy of respect." Gao Qun smiled, as if Zhao Fusheng was a fellow.

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng didn't expect that this guy actually had literary cells in his bones.

After exchanging pleasantries, it is natural to talk about the main topic. Zhao Fusheng and Gao Qun are sitting here today, of course they want to get down to business.

"As for your suggestion, I agree in principle." Gao Qun said to Zhao Fusheng: "I accept your company's investment."

Zhao Fusheng nodded. This was not beyond his expectation. Gao Qun was not an idiot. Under such circumstances, if he continued to insist on his artistic ideals, he would be a little stupid. Not everyone is like that. Lou Ye is the same.

"I hope we can cooperate happily." Zhao Fusheng said to Gao Qun with a smile.

"However, I hope that in terms of investment, there will be no constraints..." Gao Qun hesitated for a moment, and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng laughed. He understood Gao Qun very well. After all, speaking of it, he had also been in contact with Jiang Wen, and he knew that no one who is a director has no ambition for filming funds.

To be precise, as long as you are a director, you hope that your filming funds are endless, and you hope that investors can let you spend money unscrupulously to shoot the scenes you want to shoot.

This is probably human nature.

"Director, with all due respect, I may not be able to satisfy your request." Zhao Fusheng looked at Gao Qun and said bluntly.

What a joke, even if this is a good script, even if you know that this drama will be a hit, the problem is that Zhao Fusheng is not a philanthropist, how can Gao Qun take the hard-earned money casually? Go prodigal.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Gao Qun frowned all of a sudden, telling him intuitively that this cooperation might not be as easy as he thought.

ps: I'm not in a good mood, let's break out

Chapter 776 Each has its own suffering (255/281)

In the teahouse, Gao Qun's face was like water. At the beginning, he thought that Zhao Fusheng was a talkative investor, but now it seems that he is too naive.

A capitalist is a capitalist, how can he have a kind heart.

Seeing Gao Qun's expression, Zhao Fusheng smiled and said, "Director Gao, don't misunderstand me. I don't mean anything else. I hope you can understand the difficulty of our producer. After all, we are not doing charity. If If the production cost is not controlled, the cost will be too high, but you will lose money.”

Gao Qun was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhao Fusheng to say such words to himself so calmly.

Logically speaking, shouldn't he cover it up?

Seeing that Gao Qun didn't open his mouth, Zhao Fusheng thought about it, and said simply: "Director Gao, how about this, let's go out for a drink?"

Zhao Fusheng is not a heavy drinker, but he feels that Gao Qun needs a chance to vent his emotions now, whether it is joy or anger, he needs someone to share it with.

It has to be said that alcohol is still very effective in stimulating people.

Gao Qun felt a little restrained at the beginning, but after drinking five bottles of beer, his face turned rosy, and he seemed to have let go a lot.

"As long as you don't change the script, I can agree to any request." Gao Qun looked at Zhao Fusheng and said seriously.

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "Director, are you kidding me? The script is yours, and so is the idea, but you said that as long as we don't change the script, you will agree to anything?"

To be honest, if he hadn't been sure that the person in front of him was Gao Qun who was known for his personality, he would have thought he had encountered a fake.

Gao Qun smiled wryly, picked up the beer in front of him, and waved: "Waiter, give me a draft beer mug."

When the waiter delivered a draft beer mug, he poured himself a big mug and drank it all in one go, then raised his head and looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Fusheng, you don't understand, you are lucky, you are friends with Jiang Wen , No one will change your script. But do you know how many screenwriters and directors like me? From the time I heard this story to the time I wrote the script, it took a lot of effort, but even so, I still I can't guarantee that my script will pass. If the producer is not satisfied, he will change it. If the review department is not satisfied, he will change it. Hehe, even if it is finished, maybe the actors will have to change it if they are not satisfied..."

Zhao Fusheng remained silent and had to admit that Gao Qun's words made sense.

The weak status of screenwriters will not change because of the emergence of a few gold medal screenwriters. Life is not a fairy tale, and reality has always been a performance that is even more ridiculous than novels and TV dramas.

In his previous life, Zhao Fusheng had seen too many such news and heard too many such stories. In fact, not only in the film and television industry, but also in other industries.

Even a contract has its own yin and yang, let alone a script. As far as the producer is concerned, they never care whether the screenwriter is happy or not. What they care about is whether the investment can be recovered.

"Isn't it ridiculous? It's my own script, and even though I'm the director, I still have to worry about others changing my stuff." Gao Qun glanced at Zhao Fusheng and said lightly.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Actually, there is nothing to say. This world has always been fair. To become famous overnight, you must endure a lot of abuse. Only if you give up can you get it. People with ten thousand yuan households in the 90s are envied, because everyone knows these people In the past, people made money with their heads on their waistbands, but now those rich people are despised because people feel that what they get is much less than what they paid for.”

Holding the wine glass, Gao Qun glanced at Zhao Fusheng thoughtfully.

He suddenly felt that Zhao Fusheng must be a person with a story, otherwise it would be impossible to say such a thing.

"Fusheng, I need a chance to prove myself and Gao Qun is a good director. I hope you can help me." Gao Qun looked at Zhao Fusheng and said word by word.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. In fact, he could see that Gao Qun was really eager to succeed. This can be seen from the script he wrote. You must know that Gao Qun wrote the script according to the story line. A sorted out script, such a script can fully show the direction and curve of the story.This is why Dong Chenxi and others especially like this script.

"Director Gao, let me also say that I like your script very much. To be honest, Liu Huaqiang is a villain, but he has his own charm. I believe that as long as this film is made, It’s bound to spark a huge discussion.”

Zhao Fusheng looked at Gao Qun and said, "In addition to the lines you designed for him, I think this character will definitely be remembered by many people."

What he said was from the heart. The role played by Yan Wang is really like what Zhao Fusheng said, it is easy to be remembered, domineering, arrogant and domineering, and finally kills himself. Such a role, let It may look cool to people, but the end result is also very sad, but it is easy to pass the trial.

After all, such an arrogant and domineering gangster is still under dictatorship, which shows that our relevant departments are still very capable.

"Lend your auspicious words."

Gao Qun smiled wryly, and raised his glass to Zhao Fusheng.

Although Zhao Fusheng said he was very confident, he himself was not that optimistic.You know, as the author and director of this script, although he has full confidence in his own work, Gao Qun knows better that TV dramas with this kind of theme often cause huge controversy, and maybe they can't even be broadcast.

Seeing that Gao Qun was not in high spirits, Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything else.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng could vaguely guess Gao Qun's worries, but there are some things that he can't say now, after all, there are too many things involved in such things as passing the trial.

Moreover, future advertising is actually relatively weak in this regard. After all, it is not a professional production company, and film and television dramas are not just something that can be played with money.

After drinking with Gao Qun for a while, it was not until the afternoon that Zhao Fusheng sent the drunk Gao Qun back to the residence, and he turned around and came directly to the future advertisement.

The capacity for alcohol varies from person to person. Zhao Fusheng's capacity for alcohol is good compared to ordinary people, at least compared with Gao Qun, it is undoubtedly better. At least Gao Qun is already dizzy from drinking. Zhao Fusheng was fine, but he was able to walk into the company soberly.

"Are you drinking?" As soon as she entered Dong Chenxi's office, she looked at Zhao Fusheng strangely.

"Well, I drank a little with Gao Qun." Zhao Fusheng said honestly.

"How did the talk go?" Dong Chenxi asked casually. She knew Zhao Fusheng's drinking capacity. This guy could actually drink, but he didn't drink most of the time.

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