Chapter 108: One Year Ends

Jiang Tao narrowed his eyes, staring at Song Ci's young and handsome face, and clearly felt the other party's extremely strong self-confidence.

After a little calculation in my mind, I realized that according to the gambling method mentioned by the other party, CCTV would bear almost no risk in purchasing "Wulin Waijia".

However, there is no perfect method in the world. The only drawback is that if "Wulin Waijia" becomes a big hit and becomes another drama king like "Drawing Sword", the increasing fees in a tiered manner will reduce some of the station's income.

However, if the rate of return can really exceed 80% or 90%, CCTV can at least earn more than 200 million yuan in advertising fees, and paying tens of millions in film purchase fees will not be a big deal.

"Wulin Waijia" may become a big hit, making Tengda Culture a lot of money, but CCTV will also benefit a lot.

Moreover, once this betting model is successful and operates as a stable and mature procurement method, it can greatly reduce the risk of purchasing bad films, which can then be regarded as a political achievement.

Although Jiang Tao was willing to adopt Song Ci's gambling model in his heart, as a leader, he needed to be neither impatient nor impatient. He kept a calm face, lowered his head and thought carefully, weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and after a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:

"Minister Ma, what do you think of the ratings betting model proposed by Director Song?"

Mark is an old hand in the system. He understands that Jiang Tao did not refuse because he is interested in this gambling plan. With his many years of experience in the industry, he naturally sees that this plan is a win-win situation.

Although the station's revenue will decrease when the ratings are high, no leader would refuse the offer simply because they don't have to bear the risk of purchasing films with low ratings.

Once the ratings explode, the rhetoric can be changed. At that time, CCTV is willing to support the development of private film and television companies, cooperate sincerely, share profits, and earning less money is a small matter. The main focus is pioneering and innovation, steady victory, and prosperity and win-win.

As Director Jiang's trusted and beloved general, Mark naturally had to share his leader's worries at this time. After he said some of the things, the station still had room for maneuver.

However, he was also experienced and his words were flawless: "Director Jiang, I think it's feasible. I personally support the gambling plan proposed by Director Song in principle, but if you want to implement it specifically, you need to bring it to the department for a meeting to study it."

Mark's words were very well said. He knew that his leader was moved, so he expressed his personal support on behalf of the leader.

However, the station must abide by principles when dealing with things. What are principles? The opinions of other comrades in the department are democratic, and the will of Director Jiang is centralized. Mark can only make suggestions but cannot make the final decision.

Jiang Tao nodded in satisfaction, and without further hesitation, he made the final decision: "Then let the department review the feasibility of this plan as soon as possible. If it is feasible, we will sign a contract with Tengda Culture, and "Wulin Wai Zhuan" will be our station's opening drama of the year."

Song Ci saw Jiang Tao and Mark singing the same tune. It turned out that people in officialdom were indeed cautious in doing things. He laughed secretly in his heart and they showed a tacit understanding.

However, he still said a few polite words: "Then I would like to trouble Director Jiang and Minister Ma to pay attention to this matter. I believe that your department will feel the sincerity of this plan. Win-win cooperation is the long-term solution."

Jiang Tao nodded. The idea of ​​a win-win situation really touched his heart. As the absolute leader of the media industry, CCTV does have the important task of supporting private film and television companies and guiding the healthy and orderly development of the industry.

It was he who invited Rang to CCTV today, naturally to show goodwill and make a promise: "Don't worry, Director Song, it is already mid-December, and the department will give a clear answer within a week at the latest. I hope that everyone can cooperate successfully."

The negotiations for "Wulin Wai Zhuan" went relatively smoothly. After the serious business was finished, a few people started chatting, and the atmosphere in the meeting room immediately became relaxed and cheerful.

When they parted, Song Ci and Jiang Tao added each other's contact information. Jiang Tao also invited Song Ci on behalf of CCTV Finance Channel, hoping that he could participate in a few agency interviews.

However, Song Ci considered that it was not appropriate for him to be high-profile in the next two years, so he declined. Now he did not have a deep foundation, and when Tengda Group survived into the mobile Internet era and had a solid foundation, it would be his time to step onto the big stage of the times.

After coming out of the CCTV Building, the three of them took a car back to Tengda Group.

The car slowly drove away from the CCTV building. Just now, some things were not convenient to say in someone else's territory, but now everyone in the car was family, and they no longer had any scruples and could speak freely.

"Mr. Song, do you think the ratings of "Wulin Wai Zhuan" can exceed 5%?"

Wang Jing looked at Song Ci beside her expectantly. After all, Boss Song always had a unique vision, and with the successful case of "Drawing Sword", Song Ci's extreme confidence at the meeting just now infected her, and she boldly guessed that the ratings of "Wulin Waijia" should be very good.

Song Ci looked at the road through the car window with a dazed look in his eyes. The magnificent office building of CCTV gradually disappeared from his sight.

Although the tone was calm, the words made Wang Jing and Zhang Zhao excited:

"The ratings of 'Wulin Wai Zhuan' and 'Drawing Sword' should be on par! Mr. Zhang, let's consider this 'Wulin Wai Zhuan' as a gift from Mr. Wang and me to you as your inauguration present."

Zhang Zhao was sitting in the passenger seat, looking very excited and a little bit unbelievable: "Boss Song, the average ratings of "Drawing Sword" is 8%. If "Wulin Wai Zhuan" can have the same level, wouldn't this drama be able to sell for 80 million?"

Song Ci shook his head slightly. He was not as optimistic as Zhang Zhao. High ratings did not mean that Tengda Culture would definitely make a lot of money.

"CCTV is not stupid. We should not underestimate the professional evaluation team of the Arts Center. Money from CCTV is both easy and hard to earn. They will carefully evaluate my proposal and will definitely set a purchase limit."

Wang Jing nodded. CCTV has always acted cautiously and would not openly sign a gambling agreement with film and television production companies. If they encountered a super hit like "Wild Girl Looking for a Bad Dad", the purchasing fee paid would be too high, which would turn a good thing into a bad thing.

Song Ci thought about it and gave Wang Jing and Zhang Zhao a suggestion: "I guess the negotiations will take a few more rounds. Next time you negotiate, try to test CCTV's bottom line. If it really hits the funding limit as I said, you can change your mindset and talk about advertising revenue sharing."

Wang Jing's eyes lit up. What her boss proposed was indeed a good idea. She kept it in mind and prepared to go back and discuss it with Zhang Zhao. They would deal with CCTV after the plan was complete.

Song Ci has said everything that should be said and also everything that shouldn't be said. He doesn't want to waste his energy on arguing with the TV station and doesn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

He told the two of them, "If you adopt my plan, then 'Wulin Wai Zhuan' will be broadcast on CCTV. After a year of hard work, it should bear fruit."

"Okay." "Got it, Mr. Song."

Thinking that the biggest difference between "Wulin Wai Zhuan" and the previous life is the change of the male lead, Song Ci supported his head with one hand, looked at the endless stream of pedestrians outside the window, and asked casually: "What is Qiao Zhengyu doing recently?"

Zhang Zhao is still very clear about the movements of the company's top star: "The company has arranged two brand endorsements for him. After the filming of "Night Club" was completed, he has been busy with commercial performances, magazine shoots, and participating in brand activities."

"'Wulin Wai Zhuan' is about to be aired, so arrange for him and the other main actors to start promoting it and appear on more variety shows. The company should also promote it extensively."

Just after giving the order, Song Ci suddenly remembered the director who was very sensible to the times, and added: "And Shang Jin, arrange a few shows for him as well to promote "Wulin Wai Zhuan"."

Wang Jing is familiar with Shang Jin and knows his personality: "Director Shang doesn't like to be in the spotlight, so he might be a little resistant to being on a show."

Zhang Zhao frowned upon hearing this. He had always felt that Wang Jing's work style was too soft and too tolerant of his subordinates. How could he let his subordinates do whatever they wanted? He subconsciously retorted:

"As the director of this drama, Shang Jin must participate in the promotion. How can he be reluctant? At the very least, he must appear on a few talk shows.

Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I'll go talk to Shang Jin. Mr. Song even came to CCTV in person to participate in the negotiations for "Wulin Wai Zhuan". How can a director like him be lazy? "

Zhang Zhao brought up the Song Dynasty poem, which made Wang Jing speechless. She simply went with the flow and said, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Zhang to communicate with Director Shang."

The three of them exchanged a few more details and finally finalized all the details of "Wulin Waijiao".

Seeing that Song Ci was in a good mood, Wang Jing couldn't help but be curious and asked carefully:

"Boss Song, Director Jiang seemed gentle today, but I couldn't tell why he wanted to see you. He didn't express anything except discussing business matters during the meeting."

There are some things that only the parties involved can understand, while outsiders are always confused and cannot see the truth. When Wang Jing asked this, Zhang Zhao also quietly pricked up his ears, wanting to hear how the boss explained.

"CCTV is the most authoritative representative of the national propaganda system. Jiang Tao may have some inside information since he works there.

I may be recognized as an outstanding youth representative by the higher authorities in the next few years. Today, Jiang Tao just took this opportunity to get in touch with me in advance. I guess we will have many more interactions in the future."

Song Ci revealed a little bit of the truth, that Wang Jing and Zhang Zhao were both his confidants, and the driver had also signed a confidentiality agreement, so he was not worried that what was said in the car today would get out.

However, he did not mention many more important things, such as several things that the senior leaders from Peking discussed with him privately when they came to Tengda for research.

Finally, Song Ci concluded: "It is always a good thing to get to know some people in the officialdom. Since the other party has shown goodwill first, let's follow up."

Seeing Wang Jing lowering her head in deep thought, Song Ci didn't want her to spend too much time on this, so he changed the subject and interrupted her thoughts:

"Sister Jing, 2005 will come to an end in about two weeks. You and Lao Zhang should start preparing the year-end summary."

Wang Jing nodded in response. The year is coming to an end, and thinking about the company's plans for next year, it will be another new challenge.

January 1, 2006, the beginning of a new year, everything is new. Three hundred and sixty-five days of beauty begin from the first page of the Bingxu year calendar.

On a plane flying from Peking to Hangzhou, in the spacious and elegant first-class cabin, dim and soft lights fell on the carefully arranged seats.

Song Ci was wearing headphones, lying on his side in a comfortable chair, listening to soft music with his eyes closed.

Today is his birthday. Liu Shishi is busy filming on the set and has no time to spare, so she begged him to visit the crew and celebrate his birthday in Hengdian.

Song Ci had some free time during the holiday, and he had been thinking about Liu Shishi day and night, so he decided to visit the crew of "Young Generals of the Yang Family" and set off early in the morning, so he was on the plane at this time.

Sitting next to Song Ci was Zhang Zhao, who was also going to Hengdian on business.

Tengda Culture is developing rapidly. In order to facilitate film and television shooting and production, save costs and improve efficiency, Tengda Culture decided to learn from Tangren Film and Television and prepare to open a branch in Hengdian.

It happened that Zhang Zhao had an appointment with people from Hengdian Film and Television City on New Year's Day to discuss the establishment of a branch company, so Song Ci accompanied him to Hengdian.

Due to flight delays, the plane that was supposed to land had not arrived at the airport until around 11 o'clock.

It was lunchtime, so the flight crew naturally needed to provide lunch for the first-class passengers.

A smiling stewardess in a custom-made uniform, holding a menu, moves gracefully among the passengers in the first-class cabin.

When she came to Song Ci, the last passenger in the first class cabin, the eyes of this well-built and pretty stewardess lit up and the smile on her face became even more intense.

She bowed slightly, and spoke at just the right volume and speed, in her gentle and magnetic voice:

"Hello, sir. Welcome aboard this flight. It's time for lunch. Here is our special menu. Please take your pick."

Song Ci was wearing headphones, immersed in the ocean of music, and didn't hear the stewardess's words at all.

It was not until he felt someone patting his arm a few times that he opened his eyes, took off his headphones, and looked at the stewardess beside him in confusion.

Why is it her again! She brought me a blanket and then some drinks. This stewardess was a little too enthusiastic towards me.

"Sir, I'm so sorry to disturb your rest. It's lunch time. Here is the menu!"

The stewardess and Song Ci looked at each other, and once again saw each other's handsome face that she never got tired of looking at. Her smile became more charming, and she eagerly stretched the menu in her hand to the customer and gently repeated what she had just said.

Song Ci stretched his head to look at the menu, and glanced down: "One fillet steak, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment. We will deliver your lunch to you in about 10 minutes. If you have any special dietary needs or preferences, please let me know and we will do our best to customize it for you."

After the flight attendant took down Song Ci's order, she turned around gracefully and returned to the service cabin, leaving behind a scent of fragrance. Before leaving, she also kindly reminded Song Ci to fasten his seat belt.

As soon as the stewardess returned to the service cabin, the other two stewardesses who were busy in the cabin came over and asked excitedly: "Shasha, what does that handsome guy eat?"

The flight attendant, who was called Shasha by her colleagues, patted her cheeks gently to relax her facial muscles which were a little stiff from pretending to smile for a long time.

After whetting the appetites of the two colleagues, he said with a smile, "For the main course, fillet, medium rare, a little pepper, and a glass of room temperature orange juice."

"Okay, I'll make it for the handsome guest right away. Miss Sun, you've worked hard, take a rest first, I'll serve the steak to the guest later."

A tall stewardess immediately started to prepare a steak lunch. Her long legs were wrapped in black stockings, and she was wearing a well-cut red uniform. Her temperament and appearance were no less than that of the stewardess named Sun Shasha.

(End of this chapter)