PFC Chapter 130 Beiyu Media
Chapter 130 Beiyu Media
Jinzhong was not optimistic about Kongyu's proposal. "Leaving aside directors and producers, we can always find good talent as long as we can afford the price. But what about scripts? Good scripts are not something you can get just by wanting them."
I'm not trying to pour cold water on you, these are real problems, and good scripts are indeed hard to come by.
But what Jinzhong was worried about were exactly the issues that Kongyu could solve. He had the script. Not only did he have it, but he had lived on Earth for decades and could be said to be a living fossil of the script.
Whether you want a drama, romance, science fiction, comedy, or action film, there is nothing Jinzhong can't think of and can't provide.
"Give me the script, and just tell me if you want to work with me. Let me make it clear in advance that this film and television production company is my own business. If you decide not to cooperate, you won't regret it later."
Kong Yu had already made plans. This film and television company was his private property. He would invite Zhong Ling and Jin Zhong to join in the form of shareholding. Zhong Ling would be responsible for external affairs, Jin Zhong would be responsible for management, and he would be responsible for providing works and checking the works for publication.
This way, there would be no need for any other forces to get a share. If Jinzhong was unwilling to join, he would only plan to invite Zhong Ling to invest. At worst, he could just hire a professional manager to take charge of the management in the future.
Although Jinzhong wasn't optimistic about the industry, he had to actively respond since Kongyu had proposed it. If it failed, he would just consider it a playful act for Kongyu.
"Okay, I'll join. Just tell me what you need me to do."
Hearing Jinzhong's answer, Kongyu's eyes curved.
"Okay, you have good taste. Believe me, I will never let you down."
In the evening, he revised his plan and sent it to Zhong Ling early in the morning.
Zhong Ling flipped through the remaining plan book. "Beiyu Interstellar Media" means "There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun, Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is."
Beiyu Media's business scope: production and distribution of variety shows, cartoons, radio dramas, and TV series; creation, production, and distribution of micro-films and online dramas, etc.
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Zhong Ling didn't take it seriously at first, but the more she looked at the remaining plans, the more interested she became.
She has been running Yuxiu following in her mother's footsteps, but Yuxiu was already a top player in the interstellar clothing industry under her mother's leadership, so she can only innovate on this basis in running the business.
This spare project opened up a new path for her. Zhong Ling replied without hesitation, "I'll join. When does it start?"
Seeing Zhong Ling’s reply, Kong Yu instantly felt a surge of confidence.
On January 216, 1 of the New Star Calendar, the group chat of the founders of Beiyu Media was officially established. The three founders held their first meeting and each took on their own tasks.
The spare task seemed to require no exposure, but it was the most important and difficult in the entire process. From that day on, apart from completing his daily training, he stayed up late to write scripts.
On the capital planet, Huo Yan strode out of the military area with a stern expression.
Xiangnan followed closely behind and boarded his dedicated aircraft. Only then did he relax. "These old guys in the military district were like turtles when they were killing star beasts, but now they are jumping around happily."
Huo Yan relaxed his shoulders and leaned back on the sofa, holding a glass of bright red wine. He snorted softly after hearing this, "Don't worry. We took over the Immortal Palace and affected the interests of some people. It's inevitable that we will be embarrassed by them now."
Speaking of the Fairy Palace, Xiangnan smiled more. After all, in order to curb the development of the Major General, the old guys in the Federation who claimed to be powerful and high-ranking had made many troubles for the Flame Army over the years. Xiangnan felt happy to see these old guys being humiliated.
Inside the military area, watching Huo Yan's exclusive aircraft depart, a gray-haired old man slammed the table fiercely and said angrily, "You brat!"
The remaining people in the room looked at each other but said nothing.
To reach this position in the military, none of them is so clean. In the beginning, everyone tacitly allowed the existence of the Immortal Palace because the people behind it were sensible and did not cause trouble while also paying tribute to them.
But in recent years, the power of the Immortal Palace has grown, and its involvement with everyone has become more and more out of control. Especially in recent years, they have been openly engaging in human trafficking. Even young people in their families have disappeared for no reason. Such a treacherous dog should have been killed long ago.
But the Immortal Palace involved too many people, and no one dared to act rashly.
Huo Yan acted cleanly and efficiently. Not only did he destroy the Xian Palace's lair, he also killed all the people directly involved in the case in the Xian Palace.
This means that Huo Yan knows who are the people behind the Immortal Palace, but he will not pursue the matter.
Now, everyone can rest easy for a few more years. According to them, just give Huo Yan the route to the No. 1 edge star that he wants. Such a desolate place has no value without the Immortal Palace. But there are a few old guys who feel that they have been humiliated by Huo Yan and refuse to agree.
It's really difficult.
As Huo Yan expected, a few days later, the federal military meeting finally agreed to Huo Yan's request and transferred the route of the No. 1 edge star to the name of the Flame Army.
The purpose of this trip was achieved, and Xiangnan happily prepared to go out shopping and bring some gifts back to his subordinates in the secretariat.
Huo Yan was dressed in casual clothes, and his thin and powerful fingers casually tapped the computer interface.
More than ten days have passed, and the chat between him and Kongyu is still stuck on the word "OK" he replied to. It seems that the person has disappeared without any movement.
"Major General, it's time for us to set off."
Xiangnan dutifully reminded the Major General that he would go to the Zhong family for dinner today. Over the years, whenever the Major General returned to the Capital Star, he would visit the Zhong family, and Xiangnan had become accustomed to it.
He had to send the major general to the Zhong family before he could do his own thing.
Huo Yan turned off his laptop, stood up, put on his coat and went out.
Xiangnan scratched his head. The major general stared at the laptop whenever he had free time these days. No one knew what he was thinking about, even he, the chief secretary, had no idea.
When Huo Yan arrived at the Zhong family's villa, the Zhong family's villa was brightly lit, full of people and noise, and aircraft were flying back and forth.
Seeing the Flame Army's exclusive aircraft, everyone avoided it, but their eyes followed it unconsciously.
Zhong Ye, dressed in a very formal suit, stood in the yard, smiling as he watched the aircraft dock at the berth.
Not only him, but all the guests present breathed lightly and watched the scene before them. If this was not a private banquet of the Zhong family, the flash lights of the media would surely have dazzled the major general's eyes.
Xiangnan looked at the people in the garden with burning eyes, and looked at Huo Yan hesitantly, "Major General, are you still going down?"
Huo Yan frowned and was about to order Xiangnan to turn the aircraft around and leave when Zhong Ye strode forward and stood in front of the aircraft.
It seems that he will never give up until Huo Yan is dragged into this matter today.