Despite being a commercial film.
This investment is by no means large.
But for Wang Yueheng at present, this is an exorbitant expense that he cannot afford.
All the available funds that Wang Yueheng currently has at his disposal.
Excluding buying a house, a car, and leasing office space to set up a studio...
That leaves less than ten million.
This money includes endorsement fees.
The income mainly comes from Mo Zixue selling the commercial copyrights of her songs.
To raise 60 million in a short period of time, one would have to sign a contract of servitude.
The "Singer of China" program only paid one or two million yuan for the music video production of the top eight contestants.
If I tell the production team that I want to apply for 60 million to shoot the competition music video.
I'm afraid I'll be mistaken for a madman and kicked out of the TV station building.
"Go out and attract investment? Invite other film companies to invest? It's a bit unfair to just watch the money be divided up..."
"Borrowing money from Mo Zixue? That doesn't seem appropriate..."
"Write a few more songs and sell the copyrights quickly? That's short-sighted..."
Wang Yueheng squatted in the stairwell, worrying about the funding for the film.
I thought I was already very successful by earning a million yuan in one live stream.
But when it comes to actually spending money, you realize you're still broke.
"Bro, need some money? Want some cash?"
Just then, a weak, ghostly voice suddenly rang out from behind Wang Yueheng.
Wang Yueheng suddenly turned his head and found a man wearing a hospital gown with a pale face.
The other person looked malnourished, with thin limbs, and swayed as he walked down the steps.
"You seem to be really short of money... Is your family unable to afford medical treatment?"
As they spoke, the man stood slightly hunched over in front of Wang Yueheng, turning his head to look at him.
The other person clearly doesn't read entertainment news often and doesn't recognize the singer.
Wang Yueheng stared at the other person, frowning: "What do you mean?"
"Heh, if you really need money, I have a way..."
"Sell your kidney or not, 200,000 yuan per kidney... money available the same day..."
"Just now, a poor old man asked me to help him raise 200,000 yuan for his daughter's medicine, which she couldn't afford..."
"He'll soon have the money to buy medicine for his daughter..."
The thin man in the hospital gown took a long time to catch his breath after speaking a single sentence, then grinned at Wang Yueheng.
It's as if selling a kidney is as casual and simple as selling vegetables.
"The illegal buying and selling of human organs is illegal..."
Wang Yueheng, unwilling to pay any more attention to the other party, stood up and said.
"Ha, it's illegal. Your family members are about to die, and you still care about these things?"
The man in the hospital gown sneered.
The other party's words were like a sharp thorn piercing Wang Yueheng's heart.
It sent a chill down his spine.
Indeed, if I didn't have my current status and position...
Faced with the possibility of losing his father's life, he might even choose to sell a kidney for money!
The poor old man they were talking about was the one who sold his kidney for his daughter.
It's very likely that he was the deliveryman who caused the medical dispute and was taken away by the police.
The scene before my eyes.
This further strengthened Wang Yueheng's determination to make "Dying to Survive".
It's for my own sake.
It's also for those who can't afford medicine.
Even ordinary people who are forced to sell their organs to save their families due to exorbitant medical expenses.
Do you have my contact information? I'll contact you when I've thought about it.
After a moment's thought, Wang Yueheng feigned interest and asked.
"Call this number to contact me. One kidney is worth 200,000 yuan. Other body parts can also be sold. Cash on delivery!"
The other person took out a card and handed it to him, grinning as he spoke.
While speaking, he didn't forget to look Wang Yueheng up and down, seemingly feeling sorry for this handsome young man.
Fortunately, it possesses a powerful poison resistance skill.
Wang Yueheng glanced at it and found that the card was not contaminated with any virus.
Only then did he reach out and take it.
“That phone number is mine. If you don’t want to sell your organs, you can use it as collateral for a loan.”
Wang Yueheng then discovered that there was an advertisement for microloans printed on the back of the card.
I saw this loan advertisement.
Wang Yueheng, who had just been worrying about start-up capital, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
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Later on, the focus will mainly be on the singer's career, with all works serving as songs and no detailed filming segments.
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