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  Chapter 881 Is it a penny thing?

   It is no wonder that Mr. Meng is suspicious. You must know that this literary award was established based on the old man's last wish, with a contribution fee of 250,000 yuan.

   Now, there is an extra two million dollars all of a sudden, Teacher Meng is of course unbelievable.

  Gao Wenxue smiled when he saw this: "Mr. Meng, this money includes the manuscript fees of the books published abroad by Brother Wang and I, but the big boss is Qingshan who also subsidizes his own manuscript fees."

  Writer Lu nodded: "This money is all income from manuscript fees, so it can be regarded as not violating the old man's last wish."

   Teacher Meng swallowed hard, and finally came to his senses, you know, it is 90 years now.

  Although the term 10,000 yuan household has gradually faded away, few ordinary families can come up with 10,000 yuan in deposits.

   What's more, this is two million US dollars, tens of millions of Huaxia currency, even if it is not used for investment, but put in the bank for interest, it will generate hundreds of thousands of income every year.

  At this moment, although the savings interest of the bank has been reduced, it is still much higher than that of later generations.

   This money, a clerk like Mr. Meng, can't make the decision anyway.

   After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to call the judges, the amount of money is too scary.

  There are sixteen judges this year, all of whom are respected old writers, and several of them belong to the Writers Association. Teacher Meng made a few phone calls.

  After putting down the phone, Teacher Meng remembered something. He looked at the youngest Liu Qingshan with a strange look in his eyes: It seems that I heard just now that this young writer is the boss?

  Gao Wenxue also noticed it, so he said with a smile: "Qingshan's pen name abroad is Mountain."

  Oh, Teacher Meng suddenly realized that he is also an insider, of course he has heard of this name, and he heard that books are very popular in Europe and America, no wonder such a big hand.

  After drinking a cup of tea, three old writers in their 60s and 70s came in.

   To Writer Lu and the others, these few were seniors, so they hurriedly stood up to greet them.

  Headed by writer Liu Bai Yu, whose works have been selected as textbooks for middle and high schools many times, and this year, his works were also selected.

  Everyone shook hands first, and there were not enough chairs in the office after they were seated, so Liu Qingshan and Gao Wenxue, the three young ones, could only stand.

   "How can this work? How can a great hero be punished?" Writer Liu is over seventy years old, and he still speaks very funny, so he asked someone to bring some more chairs from the office next door.

   This time they all sat down, and Writer Liu asked about the situation, and he also looked very relieved:

   "You young people will rule the world from now on. What's even more rare is that you guys still have such a strong heart. It's really admirable."

   "On behalf of the jury and the writers' group, I would like to thank the three."

  The old gentleman stood up and bowed deeply to Liu Qingshan and the others.

   "I can't do it, I can't do it." Liu Qingshan and the others hurriedly got up, Gao Wenxue and Writer Lu supported the old man on the left and right.

  Writer Liu laughed loudly: "It should be. In this way, the influence of our literary award will definitely increase a lot."

   After speaking, he patted Gao Wenxue and Writer Lu on the shoulders: "You two seem to be at a loss. You took out two million dollars, but you can't get it back."

  Everyone laughed together, and Writer Liu continued: "However, there is a way. You two work hard, strive to win a few more literary awards, and you can return some of your books."

  Hahaha, everyone is having more fun. The old man is not simply humorous, but also contains encouragement to the younger generation.

   Afterwards, Writer Liu's eyes fell on Liu Qingshan again, and he was quite troubled. He didn't know how to reward this one?

  The works of others are published abroad, and they are really not well received in China.

   And even if there are awards, they will definitely participate in international awards.

   As for the bonus, let’s forget about it. People really look down on this kind of bonus in China.

  After thinking about it for a while, the old man's eyes lit up, so he said cheerfully to Liu Qingshan:

   "Qingshan, you should write an application later. Although our Writers Association is a small family, after joining, we will be an organized person after all."

  Joining the Writers Association or something, Liu Qingshan really didn't have the idea.

   But since it was the old man's kindness, he couldn't refuse it. Anyway, he just put up a name, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

  The subsequent topic naturally started to talk about literary creation, Liu Qingshan didn't speak, and listened attentively there.

  Writer Liu asked about the new works of Writer Lu and Gao Wenxue, and then talked about the world of Writer Lu last year, which was selected for the Nobel Prize in Literature, but unfortunately, he failed to win the award in the end.

  The old man couldn’t help but feel a little bit sad, saying that this is the closest time in the Chinese literary world to the Nobel Prize, which is really a pity.

   "There is still hope this year, maybe it will be judged."

  Liu Qingshan suddenly said that this year's situation is no better than last year, and with the continuous fermentation in the past two years, Ordinary World's reputation in the international literary world is getting better and better.

   "It's the best. This important task falls on the shoulders of you young people." Writer Liu said earnestly.

   Such an important event naturally has a follow-up. The judging committee must contact the news media for publicity and reporting.

  However, Liu Qingshan was not going to get involved in this kind of thing, but Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer ran faster, and went back to Jiapigou directly the next day.

  The reporters couldn’t find the right person to interview, so they could only report normally.

  After resting for one night, Liu Qingshan sent Wu Tong to the company the next day, and four million dollars was credited. The animation department of the company under the big tree can finally feel proud.

  Heart to Heart Art Troupe has just finished its tour performance in Europe. This time the tour was particularly successful and completed the task perfectly.

  In the past, the singers went out to earn foreign exchange, and the animation department was greedy. Now the two sides are finally equal.

  So when the employees saw Wu Tong, their gazes were both admiration and respect.

   And Wu Tong also immediately entered the working state, and began to deploy and produce the animated movie The Lion King.

  Liu Qingshan turned around, and finally turned to Gao Lingfeng's office, only to see Song Xue and Zhang Boss were also there, and they were settling accounts there.

   "Bosses, Gong Xi Fa Cai."

  After Liu Qingshan entered the door, he still did not forget to make a few jokes.

   "Boss Liu, you are the rich man, okay?"

  Song Xue replied with a smile, the major shareholder of this company is of course Liu Qingshan.

   Zhang Pengfei shook the calculator in his hand: "Youngest, the income from this European tour is not bad, and we at Beijing University can get more than five million US dollars."

  Wei Bing also nodded with a smile: "I really envy the students of Peking University now. They are much better than us at that time. They have custom-made school uniforms and food subsidies."

   "Come on, second brother, don't you think you're getting fat, your belly is up!" Liu Qingshan went over to pat Wei Bing's belly, making everyone laugh.

   After chatting and laughing for a while, Gao Lingfeng finally got to the point. The main issue was the distribution of this income. Needless to say, the Beijing University will share 30%.

   There are more than 10 million US dollars left, the actors will of course be rewarded, and a part of the remaining funds will be reserved as the company's development fund.

   "By the way, how did Director Zhang's movie go?" Liu Qingshan asked.

  This is the first film invested and shot by Dashuxia Company, with the red lanterns hanging high.

   "Director Zhang's crew has been filming in the Qiao family compound in Shanxi." Song Xue replied.

  This movie, Liu Qingshan still pays more attention to it, and plans to take it to the Oscars to try his luck at that time, what if he wins an award?

  Zhang qingyang looked around and saw that there was no one else in the room, so he chuckled: "Youngest, you don't care about Director Jiang's play?"

   "Look at your gloating appearance, there must be nothing good." Liu Qingshan gave the boss a blank look.

   This is also Liu Qingshan playing tricks on that Wang Fujun, and cooperating with Director Jiang to shoot sunny days, I don’t know what happened.

Zhang qingyang said with a smile: "that Mr. Wang Mike has been tossed miserably by that director Jiang. You don't know, Qingshan, that director Jiang spends a lot of money, and Wang Fujun's brilliant entertainment can't support it, haha. "

   This is similar to what Liu Qingshan expected, but the specific situation, under the big tree, is just what Wang Zhan said, so I don’t know much about it.

  Liu Qingshan knocked Zhang Pengfei on the head: "Don't gloat, Mr. Wang Fujun is also here to revitalize the domestic film industry, hehehe."

   At the end, he himself laughed too. This Wang Fujun, Liu Qingshan despised him, of course it was fun to watch the joke.

  The funniest thing is that there are also Song Lei and Chu Xiaoba, who are also getting involved with Wang Fujun. This time, they are probably unlucky together.

   After laughing for a while, Liu Qingshan said seriously: "Forget about those irrelevant people, how is our own drama going?"

   "The preparations have been completed and the filming will begin soon."

  Gao Lingfeng is also refreshed. The first play of their company under the big tree is I Love My Family, and Gao Lingfeng has pinned great hopes on it.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "Okay, when you want to shoot, call me."

  While chatting, Liu Qingshan’s cell phone rang. It was Wang Zhan who called Liu Qingshan and asked Liu Qingshan to go to the film and television city, saying that Wang Fujun and Director Jiang were both there, and the two sides were about to fight.

   "I'm not trying to persuade a fight." Liu Qingshan muttered, but he still had to go there to see the excitement.

  Driving to the film and television city, it is still lively here, and the rehearsal for the opening ceremony of the Asian Games is in full swing.

  Liu Qingshan didn't bother to watch it for the time being, and went directly to Wang Zhan's office.

   Entering this ancient yamen building, I heard a loud voice from afar: "Wang, Mr. Wang, this scene is at a critical moment in filming, what do you mean by not taking money?"

  When I heard that the tone of the voice was Old Jiang, it seemed that I was really anxious.

   "You want one million today, one million tomorrow, and the agreed four million filming budget has now been doubled to eight million. You still have the nerve to ask for money!"

  Another voice came over, this time it was from Wang Fujun, and the voice was quite loud, and it sounded quite angry.

  Liu Qingshan went in in no hurry, and listened outside the door.

   "Wang, Mr. Wang, we have to be reasonable, our filming is to strive for excellence, we are not greedy for your money, I, I dare to speak with conscience!"

   "I don't care, anyway, we, Brilliant Entertainment, won't give you another penny!"

  The two people in the room started arguing about "a penny".

  Liu Qingshan listened to it for a while, and felt that the fire was about the same, so he walked in and hummed: "I was on the side of the road, and I picked up a penny..."

   After entering the room, I saw Lao Jiang and Wang Fujun standing in the middle of the room like two fighting roosters.

  Liu Qingshan chuckled: "Just now I picked up a penny on the side of the road, let's give it to you two, let's not hurt our peace just because of a penny."

  The two looked at him together: Is it a matter of a penny?

   "Oh, Mr. Liu, you're back!" Wang Fujun hurried towards Liu Qingshan.

   "Liu, Mr. Liu, you can come back!" Lao Jiang also rushed over with big strides.

  That's good, the two of them hold Liu Qingshan's arm, one on each side, as if seeing a relative.

   "You two, if you have something to say, speak up."

  Liu Qingshan shook his arm lightly, the two couldn't resist, and fell to their chairs.

  Wang Fujun realized that this General Manager Liu is martial arts, so he complained repeatedly: "Mr. Liu, Director Jiang's filming is too expensive, and he cheated us by millions!"

   "That's right, if it wasn't for Liu Yinghou's face, our brothers would have dealt with him a long time ago!" Chu Xiaoba also chimed in, and Lao Jiang panicked when he said this.

  But he still argues: "I, mine is also for art."

   "You are feeding my money to dogs for the sake of art!" Wang Fujun was so angry that he really wanted to kick him a few times.

  Liu Qingshan coughed: "You two, if you want to quarrel, find a cool place to quarrel."

  Seeing that the two of them were silent, Liu Qingshan asked: "Mr. Wang, how much did you spend in total now?"

   "Eight million!" Wang Fujun looked pained.

  Liu Qingshan blinked: "Mr. Wang inherited the inheritance, wasn't it tens of millions of dollars?"

   Even if I have money, I can’t vote for this movie. Wang Fujun is also a little embarrassed.

  Liu Qingshan then turned to ask the other: "Director Jiang, how far has this movie been made, and how much money will be needed for the follow-up?"

   "More than half of the filming has been done, but at least four to five million yuan is needed. I plan to send the post-production to the island country, where the production level is high."

  Lao Jiang doesn't hide anything, just tell the truth.

  Wang Fujun became impatient when he heard this: "It's still four million, and if I tell you that the surname is Jiang, I won't even think about a penny!"

  Chu Xiaoba and the others also yelled at each other, they also invested some money in Brilliant Entertainment, they were regarded as minority shareholders, and if they lost money, they had to follow suit.

  Lao Jiang drooped his head and said nothing, with the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: anyway, the money is spent, and there is no way to make up for it.

  Liu Qingshan also showed embarrassment, and glanced at Wang Zhan, Wang Zhan said quickly: "We have done everything we need to do in the film and television city. We serve delicious food and drinks, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Only then did Liu Qingshan say: "This is the end of the matter, why don't you bear with it, Mr. Wang, and make up for the follow-up funds, at least the filming will be over, right? Otherwise, the 8 million invested in advance will be in vain Yet?"

   "Most, at least five million." Old Jiang interjected.

   "I'll beat you five million first!"

  Finally, Wang Fujun couldn't bear it any longer. He swung his big slap and slapped Lao Jiang's face, leaving five eye-catching finger marks.

   "Beat someone!"

  Liu Qingshan yelled, and then a dozen young people rushed in from outside, all of them looked like sixteen or seventeen, they were the young actors who were filming.

   These little guys still have feelings for Lao Jiang. When they saw the director being beaten, it was okay, so they couldn't help but rush to Wang Fujun.

  Chu Xiaoba and the others behind Wang Fujun also joined the battle group, and a chaotic battle broke out completely.

  (end of this chapter)