That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 293 Li Ye: I’m not qualified to tell you?

"Mr. Li, after listening to Xiaohui's narration, I really regret not going to watch your debate live."

At dinner after the debate, Li Ye did not go to Fengze Garden with Li Huaisheng and the others because Pei Wencong asked his sister to find Li Ye and said that there were some things that needed to be discussed.

So Li Ye cooked some dishes in the courtyard of Zaojun Temple and sat down to have a drink with Pei Wencong.

Li Ye toasted Pei Wencong and said with a slight smile: "You are not going to discuss the debate with me tonight, are you?"

"of course not."

Pei Wencong sipped the flavor of Erguotou, frowned and said, "I followed your instructions and contacted several film studios in the Mainland. They almost all had the same reaction. Mr. Li, what's your guess?"

Li Ye smiled and said, "They all thought they met a liar?"

"Yes!"

Pei Wencong stamped his feet and said in confusion: "I, Pei Wencong, have sold fruit, worked as a small worker, and resold pornographic magazines, but I have never been a liar. How did they know that I look like a liar?"

Li Ye smiled and said: "When you gave the budget for the movie, were they all stunned for a few seconds?"

Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Yes, and they checked with me again and again to see if it was in US dollars. What Mr. Li meant was that I only reported the initial budget, which was only five million." !”

Li Yedao: "Isn't it obvious that they think the budget you gave is too high, ridiculously high, and unrealistically high."

"Oh~, so that's it."

Pei Wencong suddenly realized it, and then praised Li Ye repeatedly: "Mr. Li still understands the situation in the mainland. If I were asked to guess by myself, I won't be able to guess it tomorrow!"

Li Ye smiled and did not expose him.

Because in his previous life, he saw the biggest boss of his group smiling and taking it calmly when faced with the flattery of his subordinates.

Your subordinates are full of respect, you can't chill their hearts!

More than a year ago, Pei Wencong and Li Ye had a purely cooperative relationship, but now that he has learned this, he must be encouraged.

Pei Wencong poured Li Ye a glass of wine and said, "Then I will explain to several film studios tomorrow? Or should I quote a lower price?"

Li Ye shook his head and said: "It's better to wait for them to come to you! You know that there are so many people who are fooled, but they are obviously not stupid, so why are they still fooled?"

"The benefits are exciting. They know there are risks, but they will still come to find out. When the time comes, you let them make their own quotations, and you will know the mainland's unique advantages in historical films and war films."

Historical films and war films require a lot of manpower to create scenery and a large number of group performances to build momentum. This is a big part of the budget overseas where labor costs are high.

But when Brother Jie was filming "Shaolin Temple" in 82, his daily salary was only one yuan. As for the venue usage fees, there was probably no such thing.

So Pei Wencong quoted an initial budget of five million, plus a US dollar BUFF bonus. It would be strange if people didn't regard him as a liar.

"But I heard something from Wu Jinyuan yesterday," Li Ye suddenly said: "There are rumors on Hong Kong Island that a film company has already taken over your 35 million US dollars contract. Is this a sign of intimidation?" Will you surrender?"

"Forcing me to submit? How is that possible?"

Pei Wencong said with a smile: "They still don't understand our current strength. If they knew how much money we have, they wouldn't do such a small trick."

Seeing that Li Ye was a little suspicious, Pei Wencong shouted outside the house: "Aqiang, come in."

Aqiang, who was staring at the big yellow dog "Pavlov" outside, quickly opened the door and came in.

Pei Wencong said: "You call back to Hong Kong tomorrow and tell Brother Xiong that his boss should stop using me as a villain, let alone spread rumors and cause trouble.

I want to give him food, so I have to be willing. If he dares to play tricks, don't blame me for ruining his job. "

Aqiang blinked and suddenly said: "Boss, why don't you destroy his business right now? As long as you get three hundred thousand US dollars, I'll have someone copy them."

"Crack~"

Pei Wencong slapped Aqiang on the forehead.

A Qiang was a poor boy. He joined a club for several years when he was a child, so he still had a lot of charlatanism in him. He had restrained himself when he was down and out, but now that he is prosperous, he can't help but miss the scenery of his "big brother".

"You have already put on a suit, so stop thinking of yourself as a short mule. If you want to join the club, then ask your reporter Pan first to see if she is willing?"

"I'm just talking! Why did you do it? I'm warning you, don't hit me on the head again."

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Aqiang cursed and ran out. Although he knew that he was Pei Wencong's younger brother, he had gone through so many years of hard life together and would never be soft-spoken.

Pei Wencong was so angry that he immediately rushed out to beat him, but was stopped by Li Ye.

"Aren't you also wearing a suit? Why are you so arrogant and hitting him on the head?"

"That boy, he's been itchy all over without being beaten for three days. He has no father or mother. If I didn't discipline him from time to time, he would have gone to Stanley to squat in a kiln."

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Only then did Li Ye understand that Pei Wencong's friendship for Aqiang was deeper than he imagined.

"Ah, forget it, let's not talk about Aqiang," Pei Wencong said: "Mr. Li, I would like to ask, are we going to enter the film and television industry in the future? It is not easy to make money by making movies, so it is better to continue working in finance."

"Our main business in the future will be manufacturing, but we must not give up on the cultural aspect."

"Manufacturing?"

Pei Wencong did not immediately agree with Li Ye, because he now somewhat disdains those industries that are "slow in money". Fenghua Clothing Factory and Talang Literary Publishing House, working hard for a year, are not as good as making a lot of money in a few days in the foreign exchange market and the stock market, there is really no passion!

Li Ye glanced at Pei Wencong and said: "This time you make a movie, you will get a ticket to enter the mainland for development.

Next, you want to set up a factory in Pengcheng, covering clothing, electronics, and machinery. As long as the mainland needs it, that's what we will do. Can you understand? "

Pei Wencong looked at Li Ye with a solemn expression, licked his lips, and then said frankly: "I can't understand it yet, but please don't doubt it, Mr. Li. I am definitely willing to follow your advice."

"Can't understand?"

Li Ye smiled softly and said, "Then you should be able to understand after you attend the National Day Ceremony in a few days."

Pei Wencong smiled and nodded and said: "Okay, okay, please take care of Mr. Li when the time comes. If you don't understand something, be sure to remind me so as not to make a fool of yourself later."

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Li Ye looked at Pei Wencong without speaking for a long time, and his cheeks seemed to be twitching uncontrollably.

Pei Wencong realized something was wrong and quickly asked: "Mr. Li, is there something wrong?"

Li Ye gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "You have to go with others during the celebration. I can't accompany you."

Pei Wencong asked strangely: "Why?"

I have no right to enter that area, do I still have to tell you? Look how arrogant you are.

"The meal is finished, you should go back first!"

Pei Wencong looked at the four dishes without using his chopsticks. He thought hard and couldn't figure out where he had offended his beloved.

. . . . . .

On the last day before the National Day, two groups of people from two film studios in Shanghai and Chang'an rushed to the capital after a long journey, and then found Li Ye almost at the same time.

"Comrade Li Ye, right? We are from the Shanghai Film Factory. Can you contact Mr. Pei in Hong Kong now?"

"We are from Chang'an Film Factory, and we are also looking for Mr. Pei."

Li Ye looked at their IDs. One was named Xiong and the other was Zheng. They were both directors.

He asked with some confusion: "Didn't Mr. Pei leave you a contact address? Why did you come to me?"

Director Zheng from Shanghai City said: "We arrived at the hotel where Mr. Pei was staying, but we couldn't find anyone. I heard that Li Ye knew Mr. Pei very well, so we wanted to come over and ask."

Li Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "Ask me, I don't know where Mr. Pei has gone? He will attend the National Day ceremony tomorrow, can't you just go find him the day after tomorrow?"

"National Day Ceremony?"

Director Xiong and Director Zheng looked at each other, and something seemed to spark between their eyes.

In a competitive relationship, a little spark is nothing.

Li Ye thought that the two groups should have gone to the hotel to look for Pei Wencong, but Pei Wencong was not there, so they bumped into each other while waiting outside.

If you had some doubts before, but after hearing the words National Day Ceremony, your doubts will probably disappear.

Can a liar attend the National Day Ceremony?

"Does Li Ye smoke?"

Director Xiong from Chang'an took out a pack of cigarettes and chatted with Li Ye with a smile.

Li Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "You're welcome. If you have anything to say, just ask! But I really don't know where Mr. Pei is."

Li Ye didn't want to get into trouble all day long, so he always claimed that his relationship with Pei Wencong was that of the author and the owner of the publishing house.

Director Xiong didn't light up a cigarette himself, put the cigarette case back into his pocket, and then asked, "Classmate Li Ye, we just want to know, does Mr. Pei really want to spend five million dollars to make a movie?"

"I don't know how much this will cost," Li Ye said implicitly, "but he said he wanted the best director, the best actors, and the best sets, and it would definitely cost a lot of money!"

Director Zheng hurriedly asked: "Does he have that many dollars?"

Li Ye said calmly: "I don't know this, but he just donated 300,000 US dollars in cash to our Peking University."

"Three hundred thousand dollars in cash."

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"Thank you, classmate Li Ye."

"Thank you, little comrade."

The two directors smacked the food, then suddenly turned around and left.

A moment later, in two phone rooms next to each other in the Beijing University Post and Telecommunications Bureau, two people reported to the factory at the same time.

"Hey, hurry up and call the director. There's a big deal here. Let him bring the best director. It's not my responsibility to bring the best actor. Let the director make the decision."

"Director, don't worry about the meeting. I met the old bear from Chang'an. I can't beat him and I need support!"

(End of this chapter)