Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1083 Hey Hey
FrolicRoom is one of Los Angeles' best underground bars, located on Hollywood Boulevard, adjacent to the Pantages Theater, with a dazzling neon sign and two-wall murals painted by legendary artist Hirschfield - famous absurd cartoons based on more than twenty iconic figures such as Frank Sinatra, Monroe, Chaplin, Picasso, Einstein and Armstrong.
The pub was also a favorite haunt of German-American poet, novelist, and short story writer Charles Bukowski, who was once called the "Poet Laureate of the Slums" by Time magazine.
Nowadays, Chen Fang, a famous Hollywood copyright businessman also known as Satan Chen, also likes to visit here.
At this moment, Chen Fang was having a great chat with an unknown actress who came up to him . After she introduced herself, he learned that her name was Charlize Theron, a rookie who had just played a tiny, insignificant role in a small production.
"Hi, Chen."
When things are getting better and you may even be able to have a relationship that could last as short as one night or half a night, a voice disturbs your sleep.
Chen Fang cursed inwardly, turned to look at the source of the voice, and a smile instantly spread across his face, "Hi, Zan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The man was Zan Marx, the president of a new company called EasyFlick.
Now that serious business had come up, Chen Fang could only express his regret to Sharon, and then he and Max found a quiet table in the corner and sat down.
"Chen, I've been to Yiguo Company. Yi Movie will use their mail-order network to develop its own DVD rental business. Let's find a time to discuss the copyright issue."
"Great, Yi Movie is going to film its own TV series?"
Max shrugged. "You're right. While waiting for DVDs to become popular, Easy Films will shoot a few TV series and sell them through videotape channels and to TV stations."
"Peacock TV?"
"uh-huh."
"Peacock TV is just a plan, it has not been implemented yet. Great, I am worried about the investment of the Gunners."
Yi Film is an independent Internet company, but its list of shareholders includes the names of Nantianmen, Yiguo, Gunslinger and Wangbei Media.
"I have already asked the head office and the reply I got was that it will be established within next year."
"Next year..." Chen Fang thought for a moment and said, "It's not too late. Great. What kind of TV series do you want to shoot for the first time?"
Marx spread his hands. "The head office has already specified the direction. We want to shoot an urban food romance drama that is located in Japan but is full of Chinese food elements. Damn, it's too complicated."
"Ahaha, a romance drama?"
"No, it's not just love, there are other emotions , it revolves around a restaurant, similar to the sitcom "Friends"."
"Ah, I see. The gunman has been writing scripts targeting the Western world and is not familiar with Japan. I need time to invite Japanese screenwriters to join the creation. It won't be soon."
"No problem, Yi Movie still has a lot of things to prepare."
West City Teahouse.
Gong Xue and Jinque'er sat opposite each other.
Gong Xue was looking out the window with a teacup in her hand, while Jinque'er was holding a few pages of paper and reading them intently.
After a long while, Jin Que'er looked up at Gong Xue and asked, "Is Peacock TV a subsidiary of Wangbei Media?"
Gong Xue shook her head. "No, Peacock TV is at the same level as Wangbei Media and is also affiliated with Tangqianyan Group. I am just making preliminary contact with you on behalf of President Yuan. If you are interested, he will talk to you in person."
Jinqueer tapped on a piece of paper and said, "It says 20% of the shares. After I give them to the company, the rest is mine?"
"right."
"Let me think about it."
Gong Xue's purpose in looking for Jin Que'er was to invite her to be the president of Peacock Satellite TV. The premise for the establishment of Peacock Satellite TV was to bring Chaoting TV into the ranks of shareholders. Since she had close ties with Nan Yi, she became the best candidate for the president.
Jinque'er was tempted but hesitant because of the need to achieve gender balance and because of her ability and connections, she was promoted quickly in the company. However, no matter how fast she was promoted, it would not be as satisfying as becoming the top boss directly, not to mention that she could get shares.
The prospects of setting up a private TV station are not clear. It may not succeed, or it may not be done well.
"Que'er, you can talk to Nan Yi." Seeing the hesitation on Jinque'er's face, Gong Xue said.
"I will."
Xiangkeng, Fang’s manor.
Bang!
In the garden, Nan Ruoyin gave Fan Hongdou, who had just arrived, a Five Finger Mountain kick on her butt.
"Haha, you little girl, your skin is so elastic and tender, I don't know who will benefit from you in the future." Nan Ruoyin hooked Fan Hongdou's chin, "Tsk tsk, consider my suggestion, it's better for you to benefit from your father."
Fan Hongdou blushed and said, "Nan Ruoyin, is it fun to tell the same joke a few times?"
"Yes." Nan Ruoyin said with a smile, "Boss Fan is busy with business in the United States. Why did he come to Hong Kong?"
"What are you doing here again?"
Nan Ruoyin collapsed on the recliner. "I'm on vacation. I just finished a project in Japan and came here to rest for two days."
Fan Hongdou pushed Nan Ruoyin's thigh to the side and sat on the recliner. "I'm here to implement a plan. I'll register an Aihua company and then go back to talk to Uncle Luo from Ganfeng Technology."
"Oh..." Nan Ruoyin deliberately dragged out the answer, "A cellular phone used by the poor."
"I'm going to call it Little Smart."
"Lingtong? How dare you call it Lingtong when the signal is so bad?" Nan Ruoyin said sarcastically, "Why not call it hello, hello, damn? When you pick up the phone, you ring hello twice, and there is no sound from the other end. At this time, seven or eight out of ten people will say, damn."
Upon hearing this, Fan Hongdou pretended to tear Nan Ruoyin's mouth, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."
"PHS has no future in the first place, and you still don't allow people to say it..." Seeing Fan Hongdou's open claws, Nan Ruoyin changed her words and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it."
"No, I want you to say that if we want to introduce Xiaolingtong into the country, we need the support of relevant leaders of the Post Office. I am not good at dealing with them." Fan Hongdou said, looking at Nan Ruoyin eagerly.
"You're not good at it, but I am?"
"At least you're better than me. I'll give you some shares if you help me."
“I’m not interested. The communications industry is too troublesome, and the domestic industry is even more troublesome. Instead of spending my energy on this, I might as well take more shares in the railway company.
"Xiao Hongdou, don't waste your time on this. If the domestic communications industry has a good prospect, how could Dad not plan ahead? Find a partner and let him run this business."
"It's not easy to find a suitable partner." Fan Hongdou pouted.
"It's not as difficult as you think. Look among the children of postal workers who are studying abroad. You will definitely find the right one."
