Chapter 20 It turns out that he is really the director.
As a partner of the "Pendulum" project, Li Qin is now focusing all her attention on this drama.
She only stayed in Shanghai for a few days. When she heard that Meng Bai and Leshi.com had basically reached an agreement on the contract, she immediately flew back to Beijing.
Familiar teahouse, familiar location, familiar deserted atmosphere.
"Can this teahouse really make money?" As soon as she sat down, Li Qin expressed her doubts.
Meng Bai poured her a cup of tea and said leisurely: "So when you came in, didn't you see the 'Lucky store for sublease' posted on the door?"
"Really?" Li Qin looked back and there seemed to be a red note posted on the transparent glass door.
Sure enough, she said that she would not be the only one who could not make money from her investment.
Feeling inexplicably happy, Li Qin looked at Meng Bai and asked, "When will we sign the contract with Leshi?"
"Next Monday." Meng Bai took out a brown paper bag from the seat beside him and said, "Come with me then, show up, so that our sponsor can be assured."
"Okay, no problem." Li Qin agreed decisively without any hesitation. Then, looking at the brown paper bag pushed by Meng Bai, she asked in confusion, "What is this?"
"Profit sharing agreement." Meng Bai said, "The profit sharing I negotiated with Leshi.com is 26%. According to our previous agreement, this 26% is our common profit and must be divided according to a certain ratio."
"One-fourth of the share, this ratio is quite high." Li Qin sighed. She originally thought that getting 20% was already a lot, after all, Leshi.com provided both money and platform, while she only had a "grassroots team".
"Then I wonder how much proportion Boss Meng is willing to give to this poor little actor?" Li Qin said jokingly with a teasing smile on her face.
Meng Bai's attitude was very serious. He introduced seriously: "I divided our income into four parts. One is the fees and taxes generated by registering the company and the subsequent financial audit. This part needs to be based on the final income. It is conservatively estimated to account for about 2-3 percent." "
Then the other three parts are you, me, and the script, representing the three components of this project. Do you have any doubts about this?" Meng Bai looked at Li Qin and asked.
Li Qin's first reaction was to ask why Meng Bai and the script should be divided into two parts. But then she thought about it and seemed to think that this division was not wrong.
Among these three parts, Li Qin represents the face of the project, Meng Bai represents the inside of the project, and the script is the foundation of the entire project.
After thinking silently for a while, Li Qin asked, "So in the end, how much will my share be?"
"Seven percent, about one third." Meng Bai said, "Of course, if you are not satisfied, we can still talk about it."
"Seven percent..."
Li Qin thought for a while, then took out her mobile phone calculator and calculated for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, anyway, I just gave a name, these are about the same."
Seeing that Li Qin agreed without bargaining, Meng Bai also breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, according to his expected bottom line, Li Qin's share can be given to 9%.
After all, as she said, without the signboard of "Rong Xinda Production Team" represented by Li Qin, the total profit share would hardly exceed 20%.
So strictly speaking, the extra proportion is actually mostly attributed to Li Qin.
But since the girl is satisfied, Meng Bai will not rush to tell her that he can increase his share.
If the results are good, he will give the girl a bigger bonus red envelope.
Li Qin didn't know that she was going to lose money. She was still calculating how much profit she would need to make back the money she was cheated of.
Meng Bai saw that she had been calculating for a long time and was about to get a negative number. He couldn't help but reach out to take her mobile phone, clicked a few times, and then raised his hand to put it in front of her.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands... tens of millions! It will take 10 million in profit to make it back!" Li Qin said in surprise after clicking on the digits on the screen: "Can this really be done?"
Meng Bai didn't know for sure, after all, this was also his first drama.
But he still comforted Li Qin: "It's not hopeless. Youku's "Never Expected" series has more than 10 million in advertising fees per season, plus membership fees and traffic sharing, it's even more. As long as we can reach half of their popularity, it will be enough."
"Besides, you are still getting paid. Four hundred thousand. You are now the 'noble' of our crew - the most expensive person."
Li Qin suddenly realized that indeed, the profit sharing was a private agreement between her and Meng Bai. On the surface, she still got paid.
With this calculation, it should not be a problem to make back the money.
After finishing the business, Li Qin wanted to leave, but she saw that Meng Bai didn't seem to leave, so she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Are you waiting for someone else?"
"I have an appointment with a director, and I plan to meet and talk."
"Is it the director of our drama?" Li Qin asked. Seeing Meng Bai nod, she immediately became curious: "Then is it convenient for me to come here?"
"It's up to you. Anyway, you are the heroine, so it doesn't matter if you meet in advance." Meng Bai said indifferently, and by the way, he raised his hand to ask Hua Yan, who was lying on the front desk and was bored, to change a pot of tea.
"Who is this director? What works have he produced before? Is he great?" Li Qin turned into a "curious baby" and asked a series of questions.
"A friend in the industry introduced him to me. He used to shoot micro-films. I watched his films and I feel that he is quite in line with the theme and atmosphere of our drama." Meng Bai introduced briefly.
Li Qin took out her mobile phone and opened the search engine: "What's his name? Let me search it too."
"Wu Bai."
"Wu Bai...ah? Are you sure?" Li Qin looked at the information on Baidu and said in confusion: "Isn't he a singer?"
"Tsk." Meng Bai grinned and smiled softly.
Sure enough, seeing others make the same stupid mistakes as oneself will greatly reduce the embarrassment that one once felt.
The director that Meng Bai met today was the one that his senior brother Zhou You recommended to him last time. His name is Wu Bai, which is the same pronunciation as the singer "Wu Bai" but with different characters.
After Meng Bai contacted him, he told him about his situation. The other party did not refuse because he heard that it was a web drama, but talked to Meng Bai about the plot and setting, and then asked for the script and said he would take a look first.
I don't know if this guy finished reading the script overnight, but told Meng Bai that he wanted to talk to him in person only one day later.
"Welcome, sir, how many of you are there?"
A middle-aged man wearing a hat and a casual suit walked in at the entrance of the teahouse. Hua Yan, who was lying at the front desk counting tea leaves boredly, thought it was rare for a customer to come in, so she immediately greeted him enthusiastically.
"There is a table reserved by Mr. Meng." The man said.
"Mr. Meng?" Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, but then she reacted and immediately lost interest. She pointed in the direction of Meng Bai, indicating that the man was there.
The attitude of this clerk is average. The man thought to himself as he walked in, no wonder this teahouse doesn't look very prosperous.
After walking a few steps, the man saw a young man and woman sitting at a table. The boy had an upright figure, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his manners were still somewhat elegant; the girl next to him had a beautiful face and a bit of coldness between her eyebrows, but at this moment she was looking at the boy and didn't know what he was saying, with a sweet smile on her face. What a
well-matched young couple!
The man sighed subconsciously in his heart, and then continued to look for the person he had an appointment with.
But after looking for a long time, he found that there seemed to be no one else in the hall except the "couple".
Maybe they haven't come yet. The man was thinking this in his heart, and then he saw the boy in the "couple" stood up, walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, are you Director Wu Bai?"
"Yes." Wu Bai nodded, and then looked at the young boy in front of him hesitantly and said: "You are..."
"My name is Meng Bai, I am the main screenwriter of the script "Soul Ferry", we contacted yesterday."
(End of this chapter)
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