When Zhang Weijia got the final script, he realized that this thing was not right. After reading the script, he personally found Huang Meiling and Yang Hui.

When Zhang Wei's family faced the couple, they said their thoughts very frankly: "This seems to be the same thing as what I saw at the beginning...?"

Huang Meiling replied skillfully: "The kernel is the same, but it is commercially packaged."

"No, the kernel has completely changed." Zhang Weijia shook his head repeatedly, "The reason I like it is because it explores these sensitive contradictions of vanity, class, and eye-catching comedy elements. I personally intend to try music movies, but now... "

Zhang Weijia raised his arm and said, "This is an online drama that can be seen everywhere."

"Brother Wei Jia, all the elements you mentioned exist." Yang Hui said while holding the script, "The comedy elements have not decreased, but have increased. The story has faster pace and more impactful scenes. There is also music. There will be a song every talent show. Isn't this music?"

"Yes, how good it fits the music theme." Huang Meiling nodded immediately, "That operatic style, no one likes it when there is a disagreement, so it's more natural."

"No." Zhang Weijia frowned, "Music movies are used to express the characters' emotions more thoroughly through artistic music. It is not to say that inserting a few songs in the middle is called a music movie, it is called an interlude."

Huang Meiling leaned on the back of the chair and had to say something she said ten thousand times: "Brother Wei Jia, the audience will not watch the movies with the word 'music'. Our arrangement is more commercial."

"I know, but I think the original version is more commercial." Zhang Weijia emphasized his tone. "The current one is based on ugly and funny, bloody and sensational things. There is no unexpected plot, and there is no character worth exploring. This is different from what we said at the beginning."

Huang Meiling took a sip of coffee and was still filled with the smile of seeing Lu Jian for the first time. "The director's duty is to tell the story and make up the story is the responsibility of others."

Zhang Weijia looked at Huang Meiling and experienced the feeling that Lu Jian had just experienced not long ago

Being cheated.

A week ago, Lu Jian made a remark, "Don't cheat Brother Wei". He thought it was a hype without bottom line, but who knew... it was a big truth?!

"You have to follow the rules when doing things." Zhang Weijia raised his sunglasses and drank a sip of tea to calm his emotions, but when he put down the tea cup, his hands still trembled slightly, "What are you asking me to do with this kind of script? There are so many people filming it."

"The movies you made have a sense of artisticity and beautiful pictures. Why don't we invite such an excellent director?"

"You want me to use this book to express the artistic sense and beauty?" Zhang Weijia pointed to the script on the table and said, "Everyone's IQ and complexity are at the level of a 12-year-old child. What do you want me to say?"

"How to say it's your business." Huang Meiling smiled, "Yes, it's the level of a 12-year-old child. It's important to let them see it with relish. Isn't it better to be younger or simple?"

"This is not young and innocent." Zhang Weijia was a little angry, and his voice became thicker. "It's childish and stupid. Have you watched "Two Little Girls"? The children's play can also produce virginity and can also be touching, but this play is not this. It just simply puts the child's childish worldview on adults. This is mentally retarded."

Huang Meiling was not angry at all and was still playing Tai Chi: "Brother Wei Jia, we are helping you to make a box office show that sells the top spot and has box office. You have to put down your stuff appropriately."

"Then what do I have left?"

"I said it, the artistic sense and the beautiful picture."

"What are you using me? I am a singing craftsman, do you use me as a chicken?"

"Good brother Wei's anger, calm down." Yang Hui quickly poured tea for Zhang Wei's family, "Making money is making money, art is art. You can make money first. Some people will invest in you in art in the future, right? This movie has a box office of 200 million yuan. After the filming is released, some people will invite you."

"Yang Hui, I want shame, I'm afraid of being scolded."

"Impossible." Yang Hui nodded steadily, "Yimao Films is in charge, I, Meiling, you, Brother Chao, Brother Wei, we are in, most of the entertainment industry will support you, and no one will scold you."

"But this drama..."

Huang Meiling snatched the conversation and said, "Brother Wei, we are racing against "Lady Battle". They have already started the filming and we have already invested 30 million. At this time, you give up the ball, and if you don't talk about us, Yimao won't just let it go."

Zhang Wei's sunglasses shook slightly and kicked the table's leg: "Don't come with me, the Hunan-Hong Kong black conference was not able to do anything to me."

Huang Meiling was not angry at all: "Sorry, Brother Wei Jia, the market is in the mainland now. Having troubled mainland capital means cutting off the financial path. You lost money in the previous few movies, and no one invested in you in Xianggang. We persuaded Yimao to invest in you. This is your last chance."

Yang Hui had no choice but to persuade: "Brother Wei, three months later, he passed."

"You...you!" Zhang Weijia pointed at the two of them and said, "It turned the director's job into shit! No wonder Lu Jian was going to leave."

"Whatever you say, when the box office comes out, investors will come to you, and you will thank us." Huang Meiling picked up her bag and stood up, "The camera will be turned on the day after tomorrow. If you don't come... I remember the liquidated damages are...50 million?"

Zhang Weijia slapped the table and said, "Believe it or not, I will sue you!"

"What is eye-catching?"

“…”

Only then did the Zhang Wei family understand why Lu Jian at that time had made a private settlement so quickly, and even if he suffered a loss, he would have to get out.

For things like contracts, you should be wary of gentlemen and villains.

Zhang Weijia held back his anger and said, "I'm a famous art director, I don't want the money, I'll leave."

"It's too late for Brother Wei to turn on the computer the day after tomorrow. All of us have no choice."

“…”

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei." Yang Hui walked to Zhang Wei's house, "Yimao Film has bought a guaranteed box office of 200 million yuan. If the box office is less than 200 million yuan, they will pay the bill, and if it exceeds 200 million yuan, they will make money. We have made this money. In any case, you will at least earn tens of millions of yuan in this drama. You can use this money to shoot the movie you want."

"Yimao bought a guaranteed box office? What did you exchange it for?"

“What else can it be?”

"IP..." Zhang Weijia swallowed.

At first, "My Fair Lady" is definitely not worth the money, but Huang Meiling is Huang Meiling after all, and she is tricked around and deducted the names of big brands one by one. In addition, Yimao Film has limited experience in entering the industry and is stupid and has a lot of money. She has achieved this routine. She packaged the things she took from Lu Jian and sold them for a big price.

According to Zhen Jie, this is called confidence.

Money, losses, reputation, contracts, these things completely kidnapped the Zhang Wei family.

He finally compromised half a step: "I want to co-director, and you also need to invite someone familiar with this kind of subject."

Huang Meiling thought for a moment: "Then your reward will be reduced."

"If you have less, just have less."

"I'll try it and discuss it with Yimao."

"ASAP."

Zhang Wei's family hurriedly put on a hat and left.
Chapter completed!