The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 247: I think you are very powerful
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Zhixiangyin trumpet: Uh, I’m not sure about this. This time the fan said, he will not sell the fantasy legend for a copyright price of less than 200 million yuan. Of course, this is for Hollywood. If there is something I really want to do, the price of the fan may be lowered. The preliminary estimate is not less than 150 million.
Rao is Junci. Seeing the price of 150 million, he still raised his brow.
It's expensive!
However, Meihuafan is the first person in China after all, and he alone dares to call this price.
Zhixiangyin Trumpet: Why did you suddenly think of asking this?
The emperor: Nothing, but I think there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Look at my movie box office this time, his copyright is too expensive and I can’t afford it now
Zhixiangyin Trumpet: Haha, I wish you the movie Barley!
To tell the truth, even if you have a sense of appreciation for the emperor, you don’t think the emperor’s movies can do anything.
What's more, now that the emperor revealed that he still intends to buy the copyright of the sad painting fan?
Being the emperor was joking, and he didn't want to think that the other party was too whimsical, so he didn't take it seriously.
After chatting with Junci, Zhixiangyin called Beihuafan and talked about it: "Haha, the emperor said when he was chatting with me, maybe he wants to buy your copyright, but it’s too expensive. Can't afford it."
The wife of the sad picture fan brought him a bowl of iced Sydney juice, and he took a sip and said calmly: "Oh? This emperor is quite ambitious."
If Zhixiangyin thinks that the emperor is joking, then the sad picture fan is a bit deep.
If the emperor really has the ability and wants to buy his copyright, then only three words can describe his ambition.
"Hey, I must be joking, but to be honest, I didn't talk to Hollywood. Is anyone looking for you in China?"
"Yes, I do. I don’t think I’m very reliable. Let’s talk about it later. I haven’t published the second script of My Fantasy Legend. I still have a serialized novel on hand. The copyright is sold. I'm not in a hurry at all."
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"Your Highness, it seems that Zhixiangyin doesn't believe you."
The words of Zhixiangyin are obviously just polite words, without the feeling of taking Junci's words to heart.
Jun Ci ate dessert and said of course: "It's normal. If he believes it, I will think that there is a problem with his brain."
Guru puzzled: "But we just can't afford it for the time being. We have the ability to do the movie. If you don't believe him, why do you ask him?"
"Guru, you can slowly think about the truth now."
Jun Ci stretched out and stood up to relax himself: "We have done a good job in the overall modeling of Tiangong, but Gulu, I feel that some scenes are still not the authentic oriental fantasy style. You are not creative enough, you can only use the Kura model from the world database, and I don’t have the talent for this. ."
Guru slowly said: "His Royal Highness, this, we actually have a choice..."
Jun Ci was a little surprised: "You thought of this a long time ago?"
"No, I just saw it incidentally when I checked the information..."
Before the grunting was finished, a message popped out from Junci's mobile phone.
Little bastard: I heard the teacher say that you are not going to military training next week, you are going to work on movies?
Jiang Yi's relationship network is really not simple. She only said this in the afternoon, and now he knows directly from the teacher.
How can an average teacher tell this kind of information.
Jun Ci didn't reply yet, Jiang Yi followed up with another message.
Little bastard: Why, dare not go to military training, for fear of revealing the fact that you are weak?
Jun Ci: Did you think I was weak when I beat you?
Little bastard: I think you are very powerful
"Puff."
For the first time in his life, Junci was amused.