The next day, Qin Ze met with the person in charge of Shanghai TV Station at the company. His surname was Chen and he was the deputy director. He specialized in this area.
"Director Chen, you've seen our film, right? What do you think?" Qin Ze handed him a cigarette. There were only three people in the conference room. His sister had accompanied him.
The other party was the leader of the TV station and someone in the system. Qin Bao Bao should receive him and accumulate some experience in negotiation. In this respect, Qin Ze was more experienced than his sister. He learned it from Su Yu.
Su Yu was a professional in business negotiation and had taken courses in this area in university.
Deputy Director Chen wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked gentle. His words and actions had a strong bureaucratic aura. He smiled and said, "It's a good drama. President Qin's works are always eye-catching. But the result has to be tested by the market. "
"So the TV station means …"
"400 million," Deputy Director Chen said, "This is the TV station's decision. If it's more, we can only consider buying other dramas."
Qin Ze and Qin Bao Bao looked at each other. The price was too low. His psychological price was 700 million, and it was cut by nearly half.
"Director Chen, are you joking with me?" Qin Ze laughed.
"Actually, if you and Qin Bao Bao acted in it, our TV station would bite the bullet and get it for 700 million. But your drama doesn't have a single A-list artist, let alone a popular fresh meat. This is a risk in itself. After all, this is the era where traffic is king," Deputy Director Chen said.
Just like Sister Lu's "XX Story", people couldn't help but suspect that it was a work of elementary school students. But under the double halo of a huge fan base and novel IP, it still reached a record high in ratings.
As for the rampant criticism, who cared about the criticism when there was money to be made? It didn't hurt or itch.
Similarly, if it was a TV drama starring Qin Ze and Qin Bao Bao, even if the script was a little bad, the TV station would fight for it.
As long as they shouted, "The Qin siblings fight again in the Jianghu, reenacting the sadomasochistic love," thousands of brainless fans would come to support without hesitation.
"But the price we want is not expensive," Qin Bao said.
It was indeed not expensive. The cost of a TV series was not comparable to that of a movie. A special effects movie could be said to be a production of several hundred million yuan, unless it was a low-budget TV series. If it was a Xianxia or fantasy movie, the cost would be at least several hundred million yuan.
Qin Ze's and Qin Bao Bao's movies were easily in the billions at the box office. They were only sold to the TV station for 700 million, which was not expensive at all.
Of course, the copyright of a TV series could be sold repeatedly, and it was not only the TV station's copyright, but also the online platform's copyright. Therefore, in terms of earning money, it was definitely more profitable than movies.
"We have to talk about the cost, right? Your cost is so little. 700 million is too high. This is also the reason why our television station can only offer 400 million." Deputy Director Chen put out the cigarette in the ashtray with a calm smile on his face.
This was also the truth.
During the filming of "Empresses in the Palace," many TV stations that were interested in purchasing the film came to visit the set.
Most TV stations were interested in Empresses in the Palace, but were rejected by Mo Yu because their offer was too low.
Experienced industry insiders who stayed on set for a few days would have an idea of the production cost of a TV series. There were only a few things: the actors' pay, the script, the main producer's pay, the set, costumes, special effects, the crew's expenses, promotion, equipment rental.
The cost of Empresses in the Palace was very low, so low that it made people suspect that it was Qin Ze's rough production.
The actors were artists under the company, so the biggest part of the budget was their pay, which saved a lot.
The script was written (copied) by Qin Ze, which saved tens of millions.
The theme of the script was a harem fight, not a fantasy upgrade or system. Excluding the actors' pay, the most expensive special effects.
Therefore, when the TV station bought the TV series, they would consider the other party's cost. After all, the other party's cost was already several hundred million yuan. It was impossible to ask for a price lower than the cost. If that was the case, there would be no point in negotiating, and the deal would definitely not go through.
"Director Chen, the cost is low because of my ability. This should not be included in the price, right?" Qin Ze looked as calm as an old dog, but under the table, he was fighting with his sister with his feet. They went back and forth and fought for 30 rounds.
Being able to save costs was the ability of the "developer." You can't just lower the price because the other party has a way to save costs.
"What I mean is, it's fine as long as it doesn't exceed 500 million yuan. But you know the TV station's requirements. Think about it." Deputy Director Chen had an expression that said, "I think highly of you, but I can't do anything about it."
After that, the two sides engaged in a tug-of-war for half an hour. The first negotiation ended without any results. Neither side was willing to give in.
After sending them off and returning to the office, Qin Bao Bao took off her low-heeled sandals and rubbed her feet that were red from being stepped on. She said angrily, "Am I not your sister? Can't you let me have my way?"
Qin Ze sneered, "You're kidding. All these years, when have I ever let you have your way?"
Qin Bao Bao snorted.
"Actually, we can take a step back. This way, both sides have the possibility of continuing the negotiation. You know, 400 million yuan is still not their bottom line," Qin Bao Bao said as she bent down to open the bottom drawer of the coffee table and rummaged through her snacks.
"Don't worry, we have to be like a little brat's dick."
"Huh?"
His sister bit on her lollipop and looked up with her bright eyes.
"There's still plenty of time."
“.....”
"Up to you." She rolled her eyes. Her left arm was on her chest, and her right arm was supporting her left arm. She licked the lollipop with relish.
This action made her breasts feel even heavier. What a perverted breast!
"You just said you want to lose weight, and now you're eating sweets."
"Sweetness can make people feel happy."
"No wonder so many girls like to eat deoxyribose. It's the taste of happiness."
Brainiac Bao knew what deoxyribose was. She happened to take off her shoes, so she waved her feet and kicked them hard.
Although "Empresses in the Palace" had not been sold yet, the necessary publicity could not be left behind. Qin Ze called the public relations department and asked them to start preparing. He and his sister had also done publicity on Weibo, and all the artists in the TV series had to promote the new series.
It could be considered as sharing the workload of the public relations department. The two deputy managers who quarreled over the goddess were both fired. Their positions were temporarily vacant, and the public relations department was in a difficult situation.
It was not wrong to lock the shared bicycle, but Qin Ze's punishment was purely a joke. In the workplace, if you encountered such employees, you would have fired them all.
The two deputy managers were dumbfounded by their encounter. They did not expect this. In their opinion, the fast shooter's behavior was not courage, but stupidity. In the 21st century, talent was the most important thing.
For such a small matter, how could he fire them just like that? Was he so capricious?
The most important thing in the 21st century was not talent. This sentence had long been outdated. It was hacking.
After entering the 21st century, transmigration and rebirth had become commonplace. Who cared about talent?
With a hack, one could rule the world. Even if the hack was low, one could still dominate.
The System: "Mmp."
"Yo, System, long time no chat." Qin Ze said, "System, System?"
The System ignored him.
His sister was not interested in "Empresses in the Palace". She only saw it as the company's business. When Qin Ze called to hand over work, she and Wang Zijin were also chatting on the phone.
After chatting for a long time, his sister suddenly got angry and scolded, "Don't talk to me. Will chatting with me make you orgasm?"
Qin Ze: "…"
He suddenly felt like he was unjustly implicated.
Wang Zijin said on the other end of the phone, "I'm so busy. I'm chatting with you while looking at the documents. What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do? Your sudden call is enough to make me sad."
She suddenly started singing.
Qin Bao Bao: "Useless thing, a broken company can't even manage it."
Wang Zijin was furious. "You black-hearted maggot. You have Azé to help you. Of course it's easy, but I'm a stepmother."
Qin Bao Bao: "Nonsense, my brother."
The prince thought to himself, "My boyfriend."
"Get out!" The aggrieved Sister Ziwei hung up the phone.
"Stingy." Qin Bao Bao curled her lips and bent down to put on her low-heeled shoes. When she bent down, the curve of her back was very graceful.
"Azé, dance with your sister. I'll teach you Latin dance."
Qin Ze was stunned. "Latin dance? Forget it, I'm not suitable. "
"It's suitable. Latin dance is a combination of men and women."
Qin Ze thought, my penis is long enough. It's eighteen centimeters. If I pull it again, Su Yu and Sister Ziwei will wake up crying in the middle of the night.
Dancing was a daily exercise for his sister. She was now a dancing master. There was almost nothing she couldn't dance. She could even dance well. But she rarely danced ballet, which was known as the "Queen of Dance".
This kind of dance was very harmful to the feet. Women who practiced ballet for a long time would have their toes deformed.
His sister's next concert was approaching. Qin Ze took advantage of his free time to open the Points Store alone in the office and search for songs suitable for her to sing.
His sister sang so many songs, but there seemed to be very few ancient songs. Qin Ze searched for them. After a preliminary trial, he found that many ancient songs were very good, but the central theme was not very serious.
"Chrysanthemum is full of wounds, your smile has turned yellow …"
How could it not turn yellow?
What was the original author thinking? Didn't he prefer chrysanthemum among flowers? When the flower bloomed, there would be no more flowers?
My reputation as a fast shooter was ruined.
.....
"Last night I saw the man who abandoned me and didn't come back.
Tonight was too long. Today I feel itchy … "
That was even worse. Wasn't this asking for sex?
This author was even more despicable. She felt itchy after seeing a heartless man.
Not only was my reputation as a fast shooter destroyed, but my sister's reputation was also ruined.
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