Note that this book is a slow-burn novel, and it will become increasingly exciting as the story progresses.
It starts from 2002, beginning at the Beijing Film Academy, and starting with the H...
Little Ma and Ding Sanshi have figured it out again; the strategist truly lives up to his name. He not only provided a method for whitewashing, but also a new way to make money. He's developed a new industry.
The two men exchanged a glance and grinned slyly. "Let's do it."
After chatting for a while, four people walked into the venue, and Shen Fang quickly went to greet them.
"Director Zhang, Director Wang, Principal Rong, Principal Wang."
Several leaders invited by Shen Fang all came.
Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei, the two brothers, hurriedly came over to greet them. They couldn't invite these people because of their high status; it had to be President Shen.
Chat with the leader for a few minutes, arrange the seating, and the center seat in the first row is a must.
Not long after, Han Sanping arrived and walked straight over.
"Minister Zhang, Director Wang."
"Old Han's here pretty early." Director Wang greeted Han Sanping with a smile and offered him a cigarette.
Pure white paper, without any printing, and the cigarettes themselves are also white at the top and bottom. It's a special paper used by bureau chiefs; this kind of tobacco is only used by the head of the tobacco bureau, not by anyone below him. It's rarely seen in the market.
Chen Fang also took one and smoked it. The flavor was very mild, even a little better than the Jinzhongzhi.
"President Han, Director Zhang, you're all here today. I still need to bring up this piracy issue again. How can we take more action?"
Han Sanping looked exasperated upon hearing this; this kid was really persistent.
Han Sanping thinks it looks like Minister Zhang, so you can handle it.
Zhang Bu glanced at Shen Fang.
"Xiao Shen, the meeting has already been held, but we are now deciding how to carry it out. Well, you have to understand that our ordinary people are still very poor. In many cases, they can only afford cheap pirated products. This is to increase their entertainment options, and we need to consider a lot of things."
Chen Fang was speechless. They were playing this kind of card again.
"Boss, I'm not asking for a crackdown on all piracy industries, just the film and television industry. We don't care about other piracy industries, nor can we. I only have two requests: first, pirated video websites; second, pirated DVD websites."
"It might be a bit difficult, Xiao Shen..."
Shen Fang sighed helplessly: "Really not going to work?"
Zhang Bu smiled wryly: "It's not that it's impossible. It's very simple to do, but..."
Shen Fang understood that the chain of interests involved was too complex. The idea that ordinary people couldn't afford legitimate DVDs was just empty rhetoric. Just because you can't watch DVDs doesn't mean you can't watch TV!
"How about this, leader? Let's set a few examples first, and crack down on this on a small scale. Is that alright? At least during the release of 'A World Without Thieves,' we shouldn't see high-definition pirated versions of the movie appearing all over the country the day after its release. Is that acceptable?"
Zhang Bu laughed: "Little Shen, you're very confident in the idea of a world without thieves, aren't you?"
Shen Fang nodded: "I'm quite confident. The story is fine, but I just want to show the leaders the effect of cracking down on piracy. I'll set a target of 150 million yuan in box office. If we reach that, we'll continue working on it, okay?"
Han Sanping's mouth dropped open in astonishment: "150 million???"
Han Sanping's surprise is understandable, mainly because in the current domestic market, apart from Zhang Yimou, almost no other film has grossed over 100 million yuan. Only those approaching that mark are truly exceptional. Feng Xiaogang is not yet the king of the Lunar New Year film season, nor is he a top director of domestic commercial films; he's just relatively well-known.
"Hmm, how about 150 million?"
Zhang Bu glanced at Shen Fang: "Alright, but this is a gentleman's agreement, not a bet."
Shen Fang cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and smiled, "You're right."
Rong Xiao, who was standing nearby, burst into laughter: "Old Wang, this is a student from your Beijing Film Academy. You really got a good deal, kid."
Wang Hui felt honored; the Beijing Film Academy was naturally very proud to have such a capable student.