Vol 2 Chapter 13: New pictures from Beijing

At 5:30 a.m. on Sunday morning, the house became lively. After Feng Yiping sent his mother and sister to the shop, he also rushed to the food market. He was very happy to see his grandpa bargaining prices with his father and the vegetable vendor and moving vegetables to the car , In this way, my father would be a little more relaxed, and my grandpa would be more at ease. Apart from getting up early, he was not tired. 『≤top』≤point『≤small』≤say, x.

It's not that parents and uncles are careless, but they have no experience in this area. They think that letting grandpa eat and drink well is to enjoy a good life, but they don't know that what the elderly need most is to be needed, even if you ask for something. In his opinion, even if he can't provide any constructive advice on this matter, he will still feel satisfied and happy.

However, he didn't have any extra time to feel. He was still a very life-saving high school student. After lunch with his father and grandfather at noon, he hurried back to the city.

Now when I go back to the market, there are additional work besides studying. As time goes by, Youjia has signed more and more contracts with various suppliers. In the future, a specific person in charge can sign contracts with each other on behalf of the company, but Now, Feng Yiping has taken over the right to sign.

The main reason is that he needs to understand the conditions of each company, such as those internationally well-known brands, domestic well-known brands, local brand suppliers, prices, payment, rebates, promotional activities, etc., and the future Be confident.

Feng Yiping requires new employees to be familiar with them from the grassroots level. His boss is no exception. A boss who only reads various reports in the office and does not know the specifics of each department is not a competent boss.

In the second class on Monday morning, Feng Yiping, who was in class, was called out by someone from the Academic Affairs Office. Feng Yiping was a little confused. When he walked into the corridor, the teacher asked him. "Have you published a novel before?"

"Yes, some have been published."

The teacher took the initiative to omit some of the latter, "A novel you published on Harvest was taken by a director and said that it would be adapted into a movie. Do you know who the director is?"

"Who?" Feng Yiping probably guessed it, but he still wanted to help the teacher.

"Lao Mouzi!" He stopped. Turning around excitedly to look at Feng Yiping, "That's a famous director at home and abroad."

"Really?" Feng Yiping also expressed joy and disbelief in a timely manner.

"Of course really, come with me, they are in the meeting room now."

When I waited in the conference room, I found that the teachers were more enthusiastic than him. Not only the master of the Academic Affairs Office, but also the director of the Office of Political Education was also there, and even the executive vice president was also there. Bit representative. It seems that everyone is very interested in these things in the show business world.

Teacher Chen, the head teacher, seemed not qualified to enter the conference room, so he could only stand at the door and smiled and gave Feng Yiping an encouraging look.

Seeing the Lord's coming in, the usually high cliff leaders temporarily silenced, giving the two in the new picture a chance to drink.

The director of the Political and Education Office took the lead, took Feng Yiping's hand, and introduced a man and a woman on the opposite side. "This is Feng Yiping from our school."

"Hello!" The other party came over to shake hands with Feng Yiping and handed him a business card. "My name is Wu, and I work in the film and television department of New Pictures. This is my colleague, Xiao Zhang, who works in the legal department."

"Hello, Feng Yiping." Feng Yiping greeted the other party.

"Come on. Sit down and say." The vice principal greeted everyone.

After no greetings, Manager Wu smiled and said to Feng Yiping, "Yiping classmate, does your grandfather live in Mei Jianzhong in Meijiawan?"

"Yes it is."

"Did you use the pen name of Deep Sea to publish a novel called Nothing Less in Harvest October in 1992?"

"Yes. I still have a letter from the editorial department. My grandfather should still have a copy of the remittance slip at that time."

Manager Wu and Xiao Zhang looked at each other, but they found the righteous master.

It was not easy for them. First they contacted the editorial department and found the contact address left by Feng Yiping at the time. Then they went to Meijiawan non-stop, but rushed for nothing. They heard about Feng Yiping from their uncle. I went to Liangjiahe Middle School to find out if there was such a thing, and then I went to the City No. 1 Middle School.

"Yiping classmate, do you still have the right to edit this novel?"

"Yes, I didn't transfer it."

"That's good, our company's art director, also a well-known director, Mr. Zhang, intends to adapt your novel into a movie. I wonder what you think?"

Hearing what he said, there was a tumult from the teacher in the hallway outside. It was really true. The students published novels. They were a little surprised, but not surprised, but the novels published by the students can be appreciated by the top directors in China. For them, it is far away a bit unreal.

Several leaders were not calm at this time, they all looked at Feng Yiping with eager eyes.

"I am personally deeply honored by this. I don't have any opinion on the situation without major adaptation." This is the scene, but he knows the final effect of the film better than the current Lao Mouzi.

Manager Wu on the opposite side was a little surprised. Although Feng Yiping said he was deeply honored, he was not very excited. This made him feel that the next negotiation might not be so easy.

Sure enough, the next situation quickly confirmed his guess.

Companies are all about efficiency, especially the things Lao Mouzi confessed. Of course, the sooner they are done, the better, so they did not delay and entered the negotiation stage immediately.

However, it was stuck on the copyright transfer fee. The new picture proposed was 8,000 yuan, and Feng Yiping gave 50,000 yuan. The difference was too big, and neither party gave in.

"Classmate Yiping," Manager Wu did his job with heartfelt words, "Director Zhang was also moved by the story you wrote. He thought of a brand-new way to make a movie that reflects the current situation of education in our underdeveloped areas. One issue of concern.

Since you chose this aspect for creation, didn't you also yearn for this situation to be changed? Now there is such a better opportunity, why not seize it? Think of the children in your writing! "

What I said is very reasonable, but Feng Yiping knows that this movie is not a charity movie. He does not know the specific box office, but he knows that this movie has won many awards for Lao Mouzi and new images at home and abroad. In the entertainment industry, fame and fortune are definitely causal. Moreover, this money is not for himself. He has already arranged for this money.

Therefore, Feng Yiping insisted not to let go, and Manager Wu did not give in. He went around with Feng Yiping. You withdraw money from him, he tells you about social responsibility, you tell him about social responsibility, and he tells you about art. In short, a company that engages in art is also a company, a company, and of course it seeks to maximize profits.

After grinding for almost an hour, the two sides still did not reach an agreement. The school leaders and they are very experienced in handling such situations, so let's put it aside first, let's eat first!

The meal time is the time for the school leaders to mediate. The leaders held a meeting and set the tone. Then the vice principal would do Feng Yiping's work, and the principal personally went to work for the film and television company.

"Yiping," the vice principal and Yan Yueshen said to him in the vice principal's office. "What the other party said is not unreasonable. It can arouse the attention of the whole society to the education situation in backward areas. It is also a good thing. I know that the economic conditions are good, so should we not be too entangled in these financial gains and losses? You have a long way to go and there are many opportunities to make money, but there are certainly not many such opportunities."

"Principal, regarding this money, I am not fighting for me personally. You know the situation in the township schools below. I want to use this money to help my junior high school build a heated library for everyone. Being able to see more reference books also allows them to have a warmer place to study during the freezing winter."

"It turned out to be like this," the vice principal was also moved by Feng Yiping's words. Of course, he knew the situation of rural schools. 99.9% of schools did not have libraries, and 100% of schools had no heating measures in winter.

"Well, just at your young age, you have this feeling of innocence. We will definitely help you strive for it. Of course, the current important task, it is better to achieve this thing~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it will not be enough. Part, let’s squeeze from the school’s funds and collect it for you, how about?"

"I listen to the teacher."

No matter what kind of prestigious school, this kind of news can't be concealed. By noon, the news spread, and temporarily overshadowed the news that a senior sports student was sent to a prestigious school.

Of course, many students heard it, and the first feeling was that they didn’t believe it. How could it be possible to be photographed by Director Zhang Da? However, when I saw Feng Yiping and two people outside the school, accompanied by school leaders, boarded the school's minibus and went to eat out, those who questioned finally believed.

When Zheng Jiayi came home, she happened to ran into her mother who was back from a business trip. She had a rare lunch at home, so she said a little bit sourly, but Mayor Fang heard it. Is there such a thing?

"Yes, the school seems to be talking about what signing ceremony will be held at that time."

When she said this, Zheng Jiayi's tone was still a little bit sour that she couldn't restrain herself. There was no way. Who of her age would not be envious of such a thing? (To be continued...)

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