Almighty Star Daddy

  Chapter 228 Sit there and don't move

Before Han Mo came to see Meng Si, he made some preparations. How could he persuade him to invest in his own TV series, but when he heard that Meng thought invested in "The Legend of the Red Concubine" but was excluded by Li Sheng, he was secretly happy, Meng Si It is impossible for a businessman to know that "The Legend of Zhen Huan" is more valuable than "The Legend of the Red Concubine".

  Han Mo and Meng Si didn’t want to go in circles, and said straightforwardly, “I want 15 million for the copyright of "Zhen Huan Biography"."

  Meng Si's hands that were originally around his chest suddenly dropped, and his eyes couldn't help but he said to his heart, your kid is too dark, 15 million dare to say it.

Meng Si didn’t speak right away. This time was actually a bargaining time. How could you have to grind each other for a while? Of course, this is for other writers. Meng Si knows Han Mo’s character too well. There is nothing in the cold eyes that people mean, "I won't sell for a minute."

  Meng Si sighed softly, "Okay."

Han Mo pursed his lips. He knew that Meng Si would not refuse. Although the price is a bit high, for such a good work, just think of "Zhen Huan" who invested 70 million in his original world, but created 200 million. The income is still after the first round of broadcasts, and the later rounds of broadcasts are not counted. The copyright fee is not a big deal.

  The key point is that Han Mo provides scripts that can be directly used to make TV dramas, rather than simple novels. Novels require secondary processing and adaptation to be made into TV dramas, while his scripts are not used. This invisibly saved manpower and material resources, and Meng Si that he could think of would not have been unexpected.

  Little Pang Xie stood beside Han Mo, counting the number with his fingers, the office was quiet, and suddenly he shouted, "15 million, Brother Han, Brother Han!"

  Meng Si raised his forehead, wondering if he was blind at the time, and why he was such a surprised assistant.

Little Pang Xie, who was about to hold Han Mo's arm in excitement, suddenly saw the boss's eyes flying out of a cold knife, all his movements froze in the air, and he quickly put away his expression of consternation, and muttered, "Fifteen million. "

Han Mo was used to Xiao Pang Xie for a long time and didn’t take it too seriously. He continued to say to Meng Si, “The expected investment cost of "Zhen Huan Biography" is 70 million. The copyright income of previous songs and books combined is just two. Ten million, plus this 15 million, I invested 35 million in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and you fill in the rest."

Meng Si said ten thousand words loudly in his heart: mmp...I originally thought that I could be the only investor in "Zhen Huan Biography". But now it's all right, and it becomes an equal share with Han Mo.

  Meng Si hands on hips, a hundred unwilling, after thinking about it, she softened again, and took a long sigh, "Okay, it's up to you."

"Oh, yes, I will send you the follow-up manuscript tonight. Except for the heroine Shuya, there is another character who cannot move. You and Zhang Liguo will discuss the others, but as soon as possible, we must be here. Turn on before the heat goes down."

  Of course Meng Si knew this truth, but it was just how awkward these words came out of Han Mo's mouth, how awkward it was to hear them.

  Where is it awkward, Meng Si thought about it. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he patted the table and lifted the bangs on the front of his forehead, "Smelly boy, I am the boss and you are the boss."

The person he has said the most about this sentence is Xiao Pang Xie, only Xiao Pang Xie is easy to get overwhelmed and not big or small, but generally after he said this sentence, Xiao Pang Xie was instantly beaten back to his original form, and quickly went on to say, "You It’s the boss, you’re the boss."

As soon as Meng Si's words came out, Han Mo was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "As an artist, you are the boss, but in the TV series "Zhen Huan", I may be the boss. After all, besides the investor, I am a screenwriter. ."

  There are three black lines on Meng Si's face. Han Mo said it was reasonable, but why did he still have the urge to beat him.

There was silence in the office again. Little Pang Xie swallowed sharply and looked at Meng Si secretly. Brother Han is the person he admires most, but no one has ever said this to Mr. Meng. Don’t look at Mr. Meng’s short stature. The aura is very strong, and many people in the circle have received his favor and support, so he is highly respected.

  Brother Han dared to talk to Mr. Meng like this, which is really desperate. Although... it makes sense.

Little Pang Xie didn't dare to breathe for a while. What he thought about was what kind of posture should Meng Si take to avoid and run away when he lost his temper and threw things. You can avoid disasters and appear less embarrassed. It's in Xiao Pang Xie. When the upper body stays still, the lower body is already ready to slip away at any time.

  Meng Si suddenly put his hand on the table.

  Little Pang Xie’s gaze moved with the movement of Meng Si's hand, and the dodge skills that he had usually practiced were quietly taking effect at this moment.

   Just when Xiao Pang Xie was about to dodge in a thunderous manner, Meng Si's hand finally landed on the coffee cup, and then he picked up and took a sip of coffee.

   "According to your plan, what shall we do next?"

Not only was Meng Si not angry, he also asked Han Mo what to do next. Little Pang Xie almost tripped himself before taking back the action he wanted to escape. He staggered in an extremely weird manner, and immediately received Meng Sileng's knife again. With the look in his eyes, he hurriedly stood still.

  They all work in Sichen Media, so the gap between this person and the person is so big, Xiao Pang Xie said silently in his heart.

"Publishing a Wechat, it is said that Sichen Media has invested in "Zhen Huan Biography", and I am very happy for the next cooperation, and then Aite Zhang Liguo and Shu Ya." Han Mo thought for a while and continued, "Let’s meet Zhang Liguo in the afternoon. , Let him have a bottom. It is estimated that your Wechat will immediately receive a call as soon as it is posted. Do more Tai Chi. Don’t say it too clearly. Please stay tuned for the follow-up news. Other creative personnel and start-up time will be announced as soon as possible. ."

  Meng Si cursed fiercely in his heart, he was actually obedient to this stinky boy, and he was so convinced that he was poisoned by what kind of poison.

  He always faintly felt that if the kid sitting opposite would do it alone in the future, he would probably not have anything to do with Meng Si, but Meng Si didn't even feel panic at all, but was full of relief.

  Meng Si used his own tone of voice to polish according to Han Mo's meaning, and Aite respectively touched Shu Ya and Zhang Liguo, and clicked to send.

  As soon as it was successfully sent, within a few seconds, Meng Si’s bell rang instantly.

  Meng Si quickly looked at the screen of the phone, and Xiao Pang Xie also leaned over, knowing that after the news was sent, he would definitely receive calls from all quarters, but was just curious who would be the first to call.

  Even Han Mo swept his gaze over, and three words "Mother Yasha" jumped on the screen.

  Little Pang Xie snickered and retreated to the side. Although "Mother Yaksha" was not a person's name, Han Mo could also guess who was waiting anxiously for the call on the other side of the phone. He took away his eyes without saying a word.

  Only Meng Si looked at the beating "nickname" on the screen and twisted his eyebrows, hovering countless times between answering and not answering, and finally took a deep breath and connected the phone.

   "Meng Si, let me tell you, don’t want to leave the office alive if you don’t make it clear today, don’t move, I’ll look for you now."

"No... I..." Before Meng Si had time to speak, the other party looked like a machine gun. After speaking, he hung up the phone. Meng Si only felt that his chest had been severely hit by 10,000. Hurt.

  The voice on the phone was loud, and both Han Mo and Xiao Pang Xie heard the conversation.

  Meng Si's face instantly turned pale, and he looked at Xiao Pang Xie with his help-seeking eyes.

   "Well, Mr. Meng, I have work to do, so I'll go back to the office first." Xiao Pang Xie leaned slightly, winked at Han Mo, and hurried out of the office.

  "Little Mo..." Meng Si looked at Han Mo again.

  Han Mo lightly coughed, “Since you still have something to do, I will work on the script first, and we will go to Zhang Liguo when you are done.” Han Mo also left the office after he finished speaking.

  The bleak cold wind blew, leaving only Meng Si alone, with a chill behind him...

  (End of this chapter)