Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 653 Someone You Can't Afford to Offend? Heh.

Xing Baohua put down the documents for a certain young man and asked, "What's your budget in mind?"

The young man was taken aback at first, then said with a simple and honest smile, "I haven't really calculated it in detail." He rubbed his hands together and continued, "I'm guessing it's around seven or eight million US dollars, of course it might be more, but it won't exceed ten million US dollars."

After saying that, he stared at Xing Baohua. Judging from Xing Baohua's astonished expression, he wondered if he had asked for too much. He quickly added, "If we reduce the cost, five million US dollars will do."

These words left Xing Baohua with a look of deep melancholy.

Whether it's five million or ten million US dollars, we just want to hire those celebrities who come to Shanghai to endorse rice brands D and G?

Do you think international superstars are worthless?

Even with the low salaries of the stars who joined the cast, the film still used a lot of special effects. Dude, special effects are priced per frame, 24 frames per second.

Are you planning to use cheap special effects?

This guy is used to being the boss and doesn't want to be second-in-command. He wants to use Xing Baohua's connections to try his hand at big-budget commercial films.

A budget of ten million US dollars is considered a big production in Hollywood. It's definitely not something that someone like me can control.

Xing Baohua shook his head slightly and said, "We still need to humbly learn from Hollywood's commercialization. You're going to be an assistant director so you can learn from Hollywood teams. Don't just think that you can do it on your own. Let me ask you, how did you design that big ship?"

When Brother Mou saw Xing Baohua shake his head, he knew that the other party had rejected his idea. After thinking for a moment, he still answered Xing Baohua's question seriously: "Most of the plot is designed to take place inside the ship's cabin. The interior design can be built in a larger factory. If the exterior of the ship is needed, we can use models and zoom in to enlarge the scene."

Listening to Brother Mou's eloquent explanation, Xing Baohua roughly understood why he spent so little money!

He completely ignored the places where money should be spent and didn't mention them at all.

Xing Baohua told a certain guy to relax and learn. If he could keep up with this film, he could establish himself in Hollywood and even try productions under ten million.

Brother Mou came happily, but left disappointed. Of course, he wasn't too disappointed, because Xing Baohua promised him that she could add scenes for two more Chinese-American supporting actors, and he could choose the actors.

After seeing off a certain young man, Xing Baohua called Wang Weibao to inquire whether he had acquired the copyright to Titanic.

I managed to buy it, but the process was incredibly difficult, as many companies were interested in adapting the book.

It jumped from tens of thousands of US dollars to hundreds of thousands.

Even so, more than a dozen companies were vying for the rights, with authors and publishers raising prices arbitrarily, and the highest bidder winning!

With Columbia Pictures also getting involved, the value increased from hundreds of thousands to millions.

Ultimately, Columbia Pictures acquired all the rights except for the physical book rights for $2.3 million.

The cost was a bit high, and the media hyped up the book and its author. Many people wondered if Columbia Pictures had money to burn.

If this film were to be adapted into a movie, the production cost would indeed be quite high.

Everyone knew the cost was high, but what they didn't know was that the cost of this film was at its absolute limit.

Jin Xin, whom Jin Baohua had not seen for a long time, appeared in front of him.

Upon seeing Xing Baohua, he said, "All you do is talk, you don't help with any work. You've been keeping me up lately!"

“Have you ever seen a leader or boss actually doing the work? Even your eldest son, have you ever seen him focus solely on one project?” Xing Baohua said.

"No, really. Look how busy I've gotten, I've even lost weight, and you don't even care about me?" Jin Xin said in a slightly coquettish tone.

"You have indeed lost some weight and look much better, but your weight loss has nothing to do with me! As a friend, the most I can do is tell you to eat more."

"Tch, you're so boring, you have no romance at all. That pretty boy who's been chasing me lately is much more interesting."

After listening to Jin Xin's story, Xing Baohua asked with a smile, "Since you know I'm not energetic, why did you come here?"

"Isn't this to avoid that pretty boy?" Jin Xin said angrily, and sat down opposite Xing Baohua.

"Hahaha..." This guy laughed heartlessly for a while after hearing this. After the laughter subsided, seeing that Jin Xin still had a stern face, he asked, "What's going on? You were just showing off that someone was chasing you, why are you hiding now? Who is this person that you can't refuse?"

“I’ve already refused, but they keep pursuing me. What can I do but come here to hide? They have powerful connections, and I can’t afford to offend them.”

"What kind of background do you have?"

"One of the first batch of students to study in Daying in the 1970s, his great-grandfather was from the inner circle of the capital, and his surname was Bai?"

"Old Bai's grandson?"

Jin Xin nodded and said, "It's still the eldest grandson."

"Such a good piece of meat, what are you waiting for? Marry her and you'll be the eldest grandson's wife of the Bai family. You'll have status and money. Why are you hiding? You're such a fool."

"You..." Jin Xin said one word and stood up, glaring angrily at Xing Baohua before walking over to the guest sofa and sitting down, sulking to himself.

Xing Baohua stopped laughing, walked around the desk, and sat down on the sofa, saying, "Hiding isn't a solution; we can't keep hiding forever. Perhaps you should have a proper talk."

"I'm thinking of resigning. Do you have any options for me?" Jin Xin said earnestly.

“Don’t joke around with your future! It wasn’t easy for you to climb to this position! Many older comrades with gray hair aren’t even as high-ranking as you. Be content! Tell me how we met,” Xing Baohua advised.

"Last month, he was transferred to our bureau as the director of the Technology Division, which has a lot of power. He also serves as the director of the Pengfei Technology Supervision Division."

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