Amidst the distrustful gazes of the crowd, Secretary Zhao kept explaining until everyone finally believed him.
Secretary Zhao wiped imaginary sweat from his forehead. He had almost caused a major disaster. If he had skimped on this little bit of money, it would have ruined the reputation of "Chinese Horror." This was like robbing Peter to pay Paul; that wouldn't do.
"If there's money in the account, why is Director Lin allocating such a low budget for a sci-fi movie? Is there some special trick involved?!"
After Zhang Erdai finished speaking, his eyes lit up. Zhang Laoda, the person in charge of the crew, also came over. After hearing this, he looked distressed and said, "What does Director Lin mean? I feel like I can never keep up with Director Lin's thinking."
As everyone looked worried, Zhang Fan spoke up, "I have a short science fiction novel, so the price won't be 300,000, but it's not very popular. Besides, I'm now with Feiyang Entertainment, so I won't charge any royalties."
Zhang Erdai's eyes lit up. "You have it? Zhang Fan, I didn't expect you to be so amazing. You've even written science fiction!"
Secretary Zhao relaxed his brow. "Don't worry, there will definitely be copyright fees, or I can apply for a profit-sharing arrangement for you. That way, you'll get more than 300,000 yuan. President Lin will definitely agree. Do you currently hold the copyright to your work?"
Zhang Fan was somewhat at a loss. "I own the copyright. My work isn't very good, and it's the first novel I've ever written. The writing style and logic aren't very good, and the data is also very poor. So, I've never signed a contract."
After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he lowered his head. He initially liked science fiction, but he didn't expect that the mainstream novels on online platforms were all about satisfying stories and face-slapping tropes. His youthful efforts were rejected time and time again, and in the end, he turned around and embraced the traffic market.
Unexpectedly, this work, which he had long forgotten, was suddenly unearthed from the depths of his memory.
Zhang Erdai couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain, "You can write science fiction now?! And you still think it's bad! Does that mean I, who writes about everyday life, am not good enough? I hate people like you who like to show off the most."
Zhang Fan wanted to explain that he wasn't showing off, but genuinely felt that he was a little embarrassed to show it off.
"Alright, stop explaining. You're a screenwriter at Feiyang Entertainment, and you've even participated in an interview with NEX abroad. Saying this here is beneath you! Where does that put Feiyang Entertainment? Or are you trying to hide it away and refuse to share it?"
Zhang Erdai's outburst immediately lifted Zhang Fan's spirits from their gloom.
Right, he's a seasoned screenwriter now. If his work isn't good, he can improve the bad parts.
Without further hesitation, Zhang Fan pulled out his first science fiction novel.
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