"What is it? A ghost story, and you want a copyright fee of five million? Do you really think the company's money is for nothing?”
In the office of the chief editor of a film company in Yanjing, there was a roar.
The voice came from the chief editor.
No matter which media company it was, the chief editor's position was equivalent to that of the general manager. He was the leader who had all the arrangements for the company.
He was in charge of everything in the company, big or small. It could be said that as long as he was willing to manage it, everything had to be approved by him. It was just that usually, things that did not reach a certain amount of money would not alarm the chief editor.
Today, the chief editor was shocked by a team leader of the publishing department who asked the company for five million yuan for a small ghost story.
Even a f * cking fool would think that there was something fishy about it, and the chief editor immediately became angry.
The company's performance in the past three months had dropped a lot, and the board of directors had already criticized him. As a result, he was under a lot of pressure. Now that he had met his subordinates who wanted to take the company's money, how could he not be popular?
Therefore, he picked up the application form and threw it at the two people in front of him.
One of them was the head of the publishing department, and the other was the team leader, Zhang Li.
Faced with the chief editor's anger, the department head and the team leader exchanged glances, and then the department head laughed.
"Chief Editor, don't be angry. When this kid handed me the form, I had the same attitude as you. I directly cursed. But after I saw the video that Little Zhang showed me, in just ten minutes, I changed all my thoughts!”
The department head chuckled and did not get angry. Instead, he spoke calmly. He had no choice. After all, the person in front of him was the chief editor, and he was only the head of the publishing department.
The chief editor was called Wu Zhoupu. He was in his forties and had a well-proportioned figure. He was 1.73 meters tall and looked like a teacher.
The minister was a successful man in his thirties. He was wearing a suit and tie. He spoke elegantly and had a square face.
"Hmm?"
The chief editor's anger slowly subsided when he heard the department head's words. If it was just Zhang Li who came over, he might not have listened. However, since the minister had spoken, he had to take it seriously.
"Little Zhang!"
Seeing that the editor-in-chief was slightly tempted, the department head said directly. Then, Xiao Zhang quickly took out his phone. Immediately after, a short video appeared on the phone. The video showed a very terrifying scene. Then, Xiao Fan's face appeared in the video, and then, his voice.
This video was naturally the video of Xiao Fan telling a ghost story.
When she saw the scene in the video, the editor-in-chief was just watching it for a minute, but the next minute, she was slowly attracted by Xiao Fan's story.
Ten minutes later, with a scream from the screen, the editor-in-chief leaned back and trembled.
"Clang!"
The editor-in-chief was also shocked. His chair fell to the ground with a loud bang.
"Chief Editor, are you alright?"
Upon seeing this, Zhang Li and the minister walked forward one after another. They were extremely nervous and concerned about their leader.
"I... I don't know. I... I'm fine. Listen to me!”
Wu Zhoupu, who had crawled up from the ground, clearly knew that he had lost his composure. However, at this moment, his state of mind had completely changed from before.
It was very simple. Xiao Fan's short ten-minute story could at least refresh the box office of Chinese horror movies!
As long as he filmed seriously and successfully filmed all the scenes he mentioned, he would definitely get it.
One had to know that Chinese horror movies were simply trash. At most, a ghost would suddenly jump out and scare people. The story was pale, and the plot was awkward. It made people speechless to the extreme.
Therefore, what was the concept of the story Xiao Fan was talking about?
This was a script that could create a genre of movie's box office earnings. For this kind of script, he was willing to pay five million or even ten million!!
Of course, the premise was that the filming was successful, and there were no problems.
If it was made into a bad movie, it would only ruin the movie.
Seeing how anxious their leader was, the few of them stood quietly at the side, waiting for their leader to speak.
"In terms of price, there's no problem. We must get the copyright of this story! Listen carefully, you must!"
After the editor-in-chief finished speaking, he immediately chased the two of them away. After the two of them left, he directly dialed a phone number.
......
When Xiao Fan woke up, he wanted to beat up the director!!
Before eight o'clock, the director came to his room and excitedly woke him up. Then, he gave him a call.
Half an hour later, he finally understood. Someone was interested in the copyright of the story he told yesterday, so they came to ask if it was his own copyright.
The copyright was definitely his. After all, it was the first time the Pen Spirit had said it out loud in this world, so he directly said that it was his.
After hearing that it was his copyright, the voice on the other end was like a pervert meeting a top-notch beauty. It was extremely excited.
Half an hour later, that person asked him if he could sell the copyright. The price was negotiable.
Immediately after, he said one million, and Xiao Fan directly said goodbye. After this goodbye, that person did not dare to make a random bid and immediately called out the starting price, five million.
Xiao Fan, who was so sleepy that he was about to die, could not be bothered with him and directly opened his mouth.
"You want to sell it, right? Alright, 8,880,000. I won't sell it for less than a cent. Alright, if you're sure, come here and sign the contract!”
After Xiao Fan said this, he hung up the phone and continued to sleep.
The director who took Xiao Fan's phone was stunned on the spot. The corners of his mouth twitched as he muttered to himself.
"Gather a... The whole... Eight million?"
He was someone who had heard everything from the beginning to the end. The other party had already offered five million!!
Was five million a lot? No matter how rich a person was, it was definitely not much. However, he had investigated Xiao Fan's background. He was just an ordinary person. Not only was he not satisfied with the price of five million, but he had also increased the price by three million. Moreover, he had an indifferent tone.
How could the director not be shocked?
His annual income was only one or two million. Now, this person could earn five million just by telling a story. How could it not be shocking?
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