Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 389 The happiness of the rich
Chen Qing ate deliciously, and Zhang Zhong sat next to him and wrapped the scarf around his neck. The heating in this barbecue shop was not very strong, and the door was pushed open from time to time, and cold air often rushed in.

Seeing Chen Qing drinking beer while eating, Zhang Zhong couldn't imagine how Chen Qing managed to pour cold beer into his stomach in this weather.

It was also the first time he saw Chen Qing like this. In Zhang Zhong's impression, Chen Qing always wore suits and leather shoes wherever he went, and he was a rather picky person in life.

"Boss, why don't you eat? Are you not used to barbecue?" Chen Qing looked up at Zhang Zhong and asked.

Zhang Zhong shook his head, "If you're used to eating, leave me alone, just arrange your own stomach."

"This barbecue is not bad, but it's a bit spicy. I guess the boss is not from here. His lamb is freshly cut and skewered. Although it's a bit spicy, it's big and the meat is fresh. It's delicious to eat. People are very satisfied." Chen Qing said with a smile.

The boss just brought over the roasted leeks, and when he heard Chen Qing's words, he said with a smile, "This handsome guy knows how to eat. I'm not boasting. In this food court, there's nothing fresher than my mutton."

Chen Qing said, "I don't know about this gourmet city, but there is a shop next to my house, and their sheep are all tied at the door, and they are slaughtered when they want to eat."

The boss was stunned, and gave a thumbs up, "It's not comparable, it's not comparable, even if we want to do this here, we can't do it, who will slaughter sheep for you at the door of the store. Listen to the accent, the two are not from Yanjing, right?" .”

"Listen to the accent, boss, you are not a local."

"Hey, how many people who do small business in Yanjing are locals? We came from Xiaocheng, and the mutton in our shop was also shipped from our hometown."

"Shipping meat from such a long distance? Boss, your business cost is not low."

"It's okay. My family is not the only one who opened a store in Yanjing in Xiaocheng. Every time we transport meat, the amount of meat is not small, and the cost is spread out. Now that the transportation is convenient, it won't take long to come from Xiaocheng. You really can’t eat it when you come over these days, and it’s snowing heavily during that time, so the meat can’t be shipped. Okay, you two eat, I’m going to work, I need to shout.”

After the boss left, Chen Qing praised, "This boss is real."

Zhang Zhong also nodded and said, "I've been to Xiaocheng too, and the mutton there is really good."

"Well, speaking of it, they are all in Nanhuai. He and the boss can be regarded as fellow villagers. I have been to Xiaocheng once, and the mutton is delicious, but I am still not used to the food there. On cold days, there are all kinds of meat on the table. Cold dishes, no bowls."

"The customs are different in different places. The staple food there is steamed buns. What do you want bowls for?"

"That's true." Chen Qing took a sip of beer, and then shivered, "Oh, I almost forgot something important. You have been signing autographs during the day and have no time to tell you. At ten o'clock in the morning, Affleck They contacted me and said they wanted to buy the film and television copyright of "The Last Starfish."

"Oh? He contacted you himself?"

"Well, we talked directly. He was very sincere and brought a translator, but my English is not bad, and the translator is useless. We just had a preliminary chat, and we haven't talked about specific details yet, even the price. No talk. I want to ask the boss for your opinion first, if possible, talk to them, if not, don't waste time." Chen Qing said.

"Oh, that's it. Then..." Zhang Zhong looked at the skewer in Chen Qing's hand and said, "You can eat first, and there is no rush to talk about business for a few minutes."

"Okay, I'll speed up."

"Don't worry."

After Chen Qing finished eating, he asked again, "What do you think about Affleck, boss?"

"He wants to act?" Zhang Zhong asked.

"He didn't say that."

Zhang Zhong pondered, "I guess there is a high probability that he wants to act by himself. If that's the case, I'm afraid I have to think about it, because if he wants to act, the story in it must be dominated by American actors. What I think is, It is best to use Chinese actors according to the original script."

"The Last Starfish" has been sinicized by Zhang Chong, and the main characters in it have been replaced by Chinese.

If it is turned into film and television now, and it is brought back, then half of his work will be for nothing.

"Boss, I'm afraid it's not very easy to do. China is still at a disadvantage in science fiction movies nowadays. They buy the copyright with money. They definitely don't want to use Chinese people, so the box office cannot be guaranteed. Don't say that they are foreigners making sci-fi movies. It’s just that we make sci-fi movies by ourselves, and there are still many audiences in China who are not used to it. There is no way, the cultural invasion is too serious, and the audience has become accustomed to foreign faces flying into space these years, speaking English.”

"That's why we need to change this situation. If we don't do it, then the cultural invasion will only get worse. If Affleck is unwilling, then leave it to the country. If no one in the country is willing to accept it, the future If there is a chance, we will pay for it ourselves.”

When Zhang Zhong said this, his tone was very flat, but Chen Qing could feel a rush of blood bubbling out of his chest when he heard it.Yes, why not change this situation?

If someone else said this, Chen Qing would have scoffed, and said with a smile that anyone could be good at speaking, but it was quite different when Zhang Zhong said it, because he has always been at the forefront when it comes to cultural output.

Because of him, audiences in other countries are paying more and more attention to Huaxia. In the past, foreigners shook their heads when they mentioned Huaxia's science fiction novels, but now, who dares to say that Huaxia's science fiction novels are not good?

And when it comes to capital, Zhang Zhong doesn't lack at all.

Don't look at him as just a writer, but he makes more money than many listed companies.

It may not be too long before Zhang Zhong becomes the richest writer in the world.

And the manuscript fee is still second, he holds so many big IPs in his hand, these are golden chickens that lay eggs, which can bring Zhang Zhong a steady stream of income.

As he said, if others don't want to make a movie, he can spend his own money to make a movie. Is there any problem if he wants to make a movie with his money?

Maybe, this thing really can be done.

Chen Qing has been thinking about what Zhang Chong is doing with so much money. He doesn't have a luxury car or a mansion, and he usually lives in seclusion. The most expensive thing on his body is the fake pen, which was given to him by Shen Jian before.

Now Chen Qing seems to have the answer. It turns out that Zhang Zhong has such a vision in his heart.

Sure enough, the boss is the boss, and his pursuit is not comparable to those ordinary people.

Zhang Zhong took a sip of boiled water, he didn't expect that what he said casually made Chen Qing think so much.If you want to talk about what he wants to do with so much money, he doesn't actually know, anyway, he can do whatever he wants to be happy.

As for why he doesn't usually buy luxury cars or luxury goods, it's just because those things don't make him happy.

(End of this chapter)