Chapter 227 Asking for Help
On the last day of September, autumn was gradually coming to Beijing, and Tengda Culture held the premiere of the movie "A Little Thing Called First Love" at Wanda Cinemas.
For the sake of Tengda's face, the premiere ceremony was star-studded, with many celebrities coming to show their support today.
Before the premiere officially started, some stars, agents, and producers who had already entered the backstage were busy making connections with each other and looking for potential cooperation opportunities.
"Brother Yu, who is the young man talking to Mr. Song?"
In a corner of the backstage, Wang Luodan, wearing a black long dress, raised her eyebrows slightly, nodded in the direction of the chairman, and asked Qiao Zhengyu beside her about the situation.
Because she had offended Wang Jing, she was put in solitary confinement by Zhang Zhao for half a year. The original release time had not yet arrived, so she could not come out to participate in activities.
Fortunately, Zeng Jia had been pleading for her, and the TV series "Living with a Flight Attendant" was about to be broadcast and she was needed to promote it. Zhang Zhao finally relented and allowed her to resume her freedom and participate in activities a few days in advance.
Qiao Zhengyu looked for a long time, but he had no impression of the young man next to his boss. "I don't know him either. Let's not ask about the chairman's affairs."
The general manager had just talked to him a few days ago. Regarding the Sanlu milk powder incident, the group leaders were extremely dissatisfied with the fact that several of their artists did not speak out in time and stand together with the company. As a result, he has been more cautious in his actions recently and has paid more attention to the company's affairs.
He had originally turned down an important commercial performance today and made a special trip to support Chen Xiao and Liu Shishi, hoping to restore the impression of him among the top management.
Wang Luodan looked down on Qiao Zhengyu's timid appearance. He thought that he had to be crazy to survive. As the company's front artist, there was nothing to be afraid of as long as he didn't make any big mistakes.
She curled her lips and responded nonchalantly: "I'm just curious, just asking casually."
Qiao Zhengyu looked at Wang Luodan who was still doing her own thing and shook his head slightly. He felt that if this fellow sister didn't know how to restrain herself, she would be rejected by the company sooner or later.
Now Tengda Culture has a new female artist, Zhao Liying, who is being trained by the company, and next year the popular young actress Yang Mi will also join.
By then, the competition among female artists within the company will be fierce, and it will no longer be the situation where Wang Luodan and Lu Yi divided the world in Tengda Culture. With more choices, those who don't obey will naturally be abandoned.
However, his relationship with Wang Luodan was just average. Since the other party didn't listen to his advice, he was too lazy to waste any more words on him. In the current situation, he should just mind his own business.
On the other side of the inner field, away from the noisy crowd, Song Ci was having a pleasant conversation with an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.
"Si Cong, when did you return home?"
"I have basically finished my studies in the UK, and will stay in China from now on."
Wang Sicong looked dignified, dressed in a well-tailored formal suit, but his slightly upturned mouth and unruly eyes revealed a sense of cynicism.
"Are you going to work at Wanda later?"
"Brother, please forgive me!" Wang Sicong shook his head like a rattle.
“I’m still young, I want to enjoy myself for a few more years, and besides, I don’t want to work at Wanda at all.
But my old man is open-minded and agreed to give me 500 million yuan so that I can try investing and starting a business.
If it works, everyone will be happy. If it fails, I will have to go back to Wanda and work honestly. "
Song Ci chuckled and understood that Old Wang still doted on his son and gave him 500 million yuan to go and gain experience.
Wang Sicong still has a good relationship with him now, and he encouraged the newcomers with a tone of someone who has been through it: "It's a good thing for young people to hone their skills. You started with 500 million, which is much better than I did back then."
"Brother, don't tease me, how can I compare with you!"
Although Wang Sicong's words were humble, his admiration for Song Ci was real. He was born in a wealthy merchant family, and he had been well-informed since he was a child.
Although the man in front of him is only one year older than him, he is a powerful figure in the business world. Even his father is inferior to him in some aspects.
"Young people should not underestimate themselves. There is a lot to be done in the future."
Although Wang Sicong felt that Song Ci's old-fashioned look was a bit abrupt, he still had patience and said with a flattering look:
"Brother, if you have a good investment project, please take me with you. Whether it makes money or not is secondary. The key is to learn from your experience and understand your business ideas."
Song Ci thought to himself that he could help Wang Sicong make some money, establish a good relationship with Old Wang, and make more friends and open up more business opportunities.
The thought flashed through his mind, and he nodded immediately: "No problem, I just happen to have a good project with broad prospects."
Wang Sicong became interested: "Brother, tell me about it quickly."
Song Ci took the opportunity to introduce: "Shishi's father has set up a maternal and infant e-commerce chain called "Kids King", and now the business is booming.
This domestic market was previously relatively blank and has huge potential. If you are interested, you can do a detailed business research and invest in it if you think it is suitable.”
He intended to get Wang Sicong to invest in the company, with long-term plans in mind. Considering that "Kids King" would need to expand offline stores in the future, with the relationship with Mr. Wang, it would be much easier for him to select a location and get a store in Wanda Plaza.
China is a society where relationships are important. The person in charge of investment promotion at Wanda Plaza will have to give the "King of Children" some convenience for the sake of his own face and that of Mr. Wang.
Wang Sicong listened carefully and nodded from time to time: "Okay! "Kids King" is my first project after returning to China. I will get back to you after I understand it."
Although he believed in Song Ci's vision, investment was no small matter after all, and he would not rush into it just because of a word from the other party. His parents had taught him a lot at home, so he still had the necessary vigilance.
Song Ci didn't expect that Wang Dashao would just take out the money without him saying anything. "Don't worry, you will find that "Kids King" is a good project after you get to know it slowly."
Wang Sicong slapped his head, as if remembering something: "By the way, brother, my old man wants to invite you to dinner at home.
We have known each other for such a long time, you have to give me this face, otherwise if I keep saying I know you at home, my parents will think I am bragging. "
Song Ci thought about it and decided that Lao Wang was still worthy of friendship, so he readily agreed: "Since you said so, how can I refuse?
But I have to go to the United States in two days. When I come back, I will definitely visit Mr. Wang. "
"Don't worry, just wait until you have time."
Wang Sicong was smiling happily, feeling that Boss Song had given him enough face. He thought to himself: Let's see if his father dares to say in the future that all the people around him are a bunch of bad friends.
"By the way, why haven't I seen Senior Sister Shi after all this talk? She hasn't been paying much attention to me lately."
"She's in the studio, and she needs to get ready for an interview with reporters. She's been busy filming lately, so she doesn't have time to play World of Warcraft with you."
Wang Sicong touched his head and chuckled. He and Liu Shishi often teamed up to play World of Warcraft. He felt a little embarrassed that Song Ci had revealed this.
At this time, Zhang Zhao suddenly hurried to Song Ci's side. Seeing that the chairman was chatting with the guests, he leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Song, Mr. Han from Huaying is here. He said he wants to talk to you."
Song Ci was slightly surprised. Although he had no interest in having more contact with Han Sanping, he was a guest at someone's house, and it was inappropriate to openly offend the other person in such an occasion.
"Then let's meet. Go and invite Director Han over."
"Okay." Zhang Zhao received the instructions, responded, turned around and left to ask Han Sanping for feedback.
After a while, he came with a man with a handsome and round face and a calm demeanor.
The man showed leadership style in his every move, he was humble and courteous, and spoke politely as soon as he approached: "Mr. Song, I have heard of your name for a long time."
After all, the other party was a prominent figure in the officialdom. Song Ci also smiled, stepped forward politely, and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Han Sanping.
"Boss Han, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."
He then turned sideways, raised his hand to signal Wang Sicong beside him, and introduced them to each other: "Boss Han, let me introduce you. This young man is the young master of Wanda. Sicong, come over and meet him. This is Boss Han of Huaying."
When Wang Sicong saw someone coming to talk to Song Ci about something, he felt it was inconvenient to stay any longer and planned to leave quietly.
I never thought that Song Ci would suddenly introduce me to someone else. Although I was puzzled, when I heard that the other party was Han Sanping, the well-known chairman of Huaying in the entertainment industry, I immediately bowed slightly:
"Hello, Mr. Han. I am Wang Sicong. My father is Wang Jianlin. My father often mentions you, saying that you are the backbone of the Chinese film industry."
Han Sanping was stunned, wondering how the chairman of Tengda Group got involved with the eldest son of Wanda Group. He couldn't help but wonder if the two companies were going to make any big moves.
He had no choice but to suspect that Tenda Southern Cinema Line was already the largest cinema chain company in China. Wanda Cinema Line was also developing rapidly. Because of Wanda Plaza, the attendance rate and number of moviegoers of Wanda's cinemas were the highest in the industry.
If these two companies join forces to do something, the entire film industry will be shocked.
Thinking of this, Han Sanping, although extremely alert in his heart, still had a smile on his face, and praised in a friendly manner: "It turns out to be Mr. Wang, a handsome man with great potential at a young age."
After meeting Han Sanping, Wang Sicong left decisively. He didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the two old foxes, so he quickly found an excuse to leave: "Brother, Mr. Han, I'll go to the backstage to take a look, you guys chat."
Before he finished his words, he ran away like a gust of wind, leaving the space for the two of them.
After Wang Sicong left, Han Sanping and Song Ci exchanged a few more casual pleasantries, then stopped smiling and stated his purpose: "Mr. Song, I actually came here today to ask for a favor."
Song Ci remained calm: "Boss Han, you can say whatever you want. As long as it does not violate the principles, I will definitely help you within my ability."
Han Sanping smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Song, next year is the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is of great significance. Huaying is preparing to shoot a tribute film to add color to the celebration."
"That's great, Mr. Han. Do you need support with your investment?"
Han Sanping waved his hands and said bluntly: "That's not the case, Huaying still has this amount of funds.
It’s just that after the filming of the movie, there are some extremely critical special effects shots, and I hope that Tiangong Special Effects under Mr. Song can take on this work.”
Song Ci was thoughtful when he heard this. He knew in his heart that Tiangong Special Effects had currently undertaken a large number of special effects business for game production within the group, and the workload was already extremely saturated.
Taking on a movie, especially a tribute film, can only earn you hard-earned money, which is a far cry from the revenue from making an online game.
Moreover, tribute films have strong political overtones. If they are not done well and the superiors are dissatisfied, they will be in trouble. Therefore, Tiangong Special Effects may not be willing to undertake this work.
After weighing the pros and cons, Song Ci didn't want to do such a thankless task, so he tried to tactfully decline:
"Director Han, maybe Tiangong Special Effects' business is full. We are not the only special effects company in China or abroad. You can ask somewhere else."
Han Sanping frowned and said, "Mr. Song, you must understand the significance of a tribute film.
This kind of film involves a lot of serious matters, and every aspect of the work must be handled with extreme caution. It is really not appropriate to let foreigners handle it.
The level of other special effects companies in China is far inferior to that of Tiangong Special Effects.”
He was helpless as his superiors required perfection in every aspect of the film and specifically assigned the special effects work to Tenda, the company that was number one in China.
However, the leader did not want to give rise to criticism and demanded that the matter must be handled through commercial means, but Tiangong Special Effects was unwilling to take on this hot potato.
He was caught in the middle and was really embarrassed. Seeing that the film was about to start shooting, he had no choice but to come to Song Ci.
Song Ci must be extremely depressed at the moment. You, Han Sanping, are the top boss of Huaying and a powerful figure in the entertainment industry.
Now that he has come in person and has said things to this extent, if he does not let Tiangong Special Effects take this job and the higher-ups find out, wouldn't it be said that he has no principles and does not care about the overall situation?
Damn, I knew that dealing with these people would be bad, Song Ci cursed inwardly, but still had to compromise:
"A tribute film is a big deal. Tomorrow I will instruct Tiangong Special Effects to set aside time next year to prepare for it. We must do our best."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Song."
Seeing that Song Ci readily agreed, Han Sanping thanked him repeatedly. Even though he was known as the "Mountain Eagle" and was always strong in the entertainment industry, he really couldn't be strong in front of Song Ci.
He has strength and status, and he comes into contact with leaders who are two or three levels higher than him, so he can completely ignore the need to give face.
Things have come to this point, and I can only swallow this bitterness. Song Ci waved his hand and pretended not to care: "It's all for the national celebration, Tengda should contribute his own strength."
Han Sanping gave a thumbs up and said, "Director Song is really very conscious. No wonder he has accomplished so much at such a young age."
However, he also knew that although Song Ci spoke frankly, he was definitely unwilling in his heart.
So he suddenly had an idea and made an invitation: "Mr. Song, I wonder if Tengda Culture is willing to work with Huaying to promote this tribute film?"
Once this kind of tribute film for the grand celebration is released, all government officials and students will be organized to watch it. The box office will definitely not be bad, and it is a sure win to promote it. It is definitely a big piece of cake.
Song Ci understood that Han Sanping wanted to repay a favor. As expected, people who could rise to high positions must have extraordinary qualities, and at least they had a good grasp of the ways of the world.
Song Ci had no reason to refuse this business, which was a sure win. "Mr. Han invited me so kindly, I would be disrespectful to refuse. I will let Zhang Zhao report the specific work to you."
Seeing that Song Ci accepted his kindness, Han Sanping smiled, making people feel like they were in spring breeze: "Then I wish you all a happy cooperation in the future."
After saying that, he leaned forward slightly and said, "Director Song, I have something personal to ask you."
(End of this chapter)
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