Fali was just craving for food.
She also knew that she wouldn't drink too much now.
It was enough for her to keep one for herself.
Chen Zhao drove the truck out. On the way, someone asked, "Steven, are you home?"
"Are you coming over?"
"My brewery has already produced a test product. I'm looking for you to test it. Call Rasfa too."
"Perfect. I'll call Rasfa now."
Rasfa arrived at Steven's house before Chen Zhao.
When Chen Zhao arrived, Steven and Rasfa had already started drinking by themselves.
Hearing the car, Rasfa ran out immediately.
"Chen, where's your beer?"
"In the car. Carry it yourself."
"F * ck you, how old am I? You want me to carry beer?"
Chen Zhao carried two boxes of beer from the car. "It's not hard for you to carry one box. If you can't even carry one box, go home. We're not going home until we're drunk."
Rasfa had no choice but to carry a box of beer.
Ever since he'd become twenty years younger and Chen Zhao had taken care of him, he'd become much healthier.
Even his personal health consultant couldn't believe that he was so healthy now.
Steven was barbecuing in the backyard. Before he even reached, he could already smell the thick aroma of meat.
"F * ck, I stole the meat that Steven is barbecuing from my house."
"I'll go steal some from your house sometime," Rasfa said shamelessly.
"If you're not afraid of Princess biting you, just go."
Chen Zhao tossed the beer on the ground. He picked up a piece of barbecued meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Don't eat too much," Steven complained. "I only have a few pieces of meat and you ate so much in one bite."
"You took it from me," Chen Zhao said, widening his eyes.
"It's with me now, so it's mine."
Steven wasn't embarrassed at all. He spoke confidently and picked up a can of beer to drink.
"Yeah! Delicious! Just a few boxes? That's enough? "
The three started drinking. As they ate, they didn't forget to insult each other.
"Steven, how's the editing going?"
"It's 70% done. I think it'll be done in another week, and it should be out in June, "Steven said.
"When's the earliest it can be released?" Chen Zhao asked.
"A few more months of publicity," Steven said. Steven said, "But I think it's better to wait for Thanksgiving or Christmas."
"No, the competition between these two festivals is too fierce," Rasfa said.
"Do you think I'm afraid of competition?" Steven said loudly.
It was as if he was declaring his strength.
"It's better to be careful. There's no need to take risks," Rasfa said.
After all, he did not know about the Lucky Gold Coin.
"Also, if we choose to release it at these two times, our showtimes will definitely be reduced," Rasfa said. "Ideally, it'll be released on the weekend before Labor Day."
Labor Day was on the first Monday of September in the United States, and it was a legal holiday. It just so happened that the movie that was released on the first weekend could be extended by one day.
After all, when a movie was released, there was a huge difference between the box office during the holidays and during the working days.
"But three months of publicity is too short," Steven said. "Since PLM is a distribution company, they should at least give enough publicity."
"Chen, what do you think?" Steven looked at Chen Zhao.
He thought that Chen Zhao would support him. After all, Chen Zhao knew the inside story.
"I'm a layman," Chen Zhao said, unconcerned. "You guys can decide."
"Oh, I didn't see Fali at your house last time," Steven said. "Did you lend it to someone else?"
"It sunk." Chen Zhao grinned.
"I knew it. Second-hand yachts are unlucky," Steven said. "You shouldn't have bought a second-hand yacht."
Chen Zhao touched his chin. He was a spiritualist, so he believed in such things.
Luck was something that could not be seen or touched, but Black-Ma and White-Ma were experts in this field.
It seemed that if he bought a yacht or plane in the future, he should not buy second-hand stuff.
Fali was a good buy, but it wasn't worth it if he used it for a long time.
He used it for a year and then it sunk into the sea.
"I plan to book a yacht too," Chen Zhao said.
"Seagate is a good company. It's cost-effective. I recommend that you consider them."
"Do you have Seagate's contact information?"
"Yes. I'll give you their product manager's contact information, or I can ask them to contact you directly."
"Okay."
"It's good to buy a yacht. At least it's more stable," Rasfa said. "The financial market is terrible this year. Wall Street's money is flowing into Hollywood like crazy. They're willing to shoot any movie."
"Won't they lose money if they shoot a movie?" Chen Zhao asked. "How can Wall Street's elites not know?"
Chen Zhao was not in the film industry, but he knew that Hollywood was the world's largest film production base.
Only 5% of Hollywood movies could make a profit. The other 5% didn't lose money. The other 90% lost money.
"As long as it's done well, the movie won't lose money," Rasfa said. "For those people, not losing money is a profit. But the channels are all controlled by the Big Six, so most of the money is flowing into them. As long as they see a good project, those Wall Street tycoons will rush over like crazy. "
"I heard that too. Even James got a big project with a budget of 180 million," Steven said. However, he didn't look too happy. Instead, he looked worried. "James is too impatient. If he can calm down, he can take a mid-range project with a budget of tens of millions first. It'll be good whether it makes money or not. But it's too dangerous for him to take such a big production for his second movie."
"Didn't you remind him?" Chen Zhao asked.
"How do I remind him? Tell him that you shouldn't take the project? "
"Err …"
With Steven's status, it was indeed inconvenient for him to say it.
Even if Steven did, James might not appreciate it. Instead, he might think that Steven was suppressing him or jealous of him.
If James didn't suffer a huge setback, he probably wouldn't realize it himself.
If it was a small or medium-sized project, it was easier to recoup. At least, it could break even if it was done properly.
But an investment of 180 million would require at least 500 million in the world to recoup the cost.
If such a large investment failed, it would be a huge loss.
Any company would suffer a huge loss, and the reputation of the director would also be greatly damaged.
Rasfa's foundation was still too shallow. He only had one successful movie now.
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