This actor has something

Chapter 71: Hard to Earn Money

"You are just fooling around. You learned bad things from your second brother and insisted on becoming an actor." The old lady complained.

"Mom, you're being a bit stubborn. Actors make a lot of money these days. Do you remember that celebrity Daqi used to admire? That Zhou Huimin. She held several concerts in Guangzhou in the second half of last year and made a lot of money. When she was born, she asked the factory to rush out a batch of support materials and peripherals, and she also made a lot of money."

He Xiaoya smiled and said something fair on He Daqi's behalf.

"Auntie, you are also selling support items and peripherals. How did you get the license? I remember that Huanyu didn't have any channels for mainland China. They all manufactured in Hong Kong and then sold in mainland China." He Daqi asked curiously.

"Does that thing need permission? Isn't it just for whoever is popular?" Zhao Niansheng said with a laugh.

Okay! I almost forgot that this is the era of the grassroots, and only the brave will die.

"Doesn't anyone cause trouble for you guys making celebrity support items?"

"It's not just that we do. There are definitely people who cause trouble, but we don't do much and they can't find us. We are not as ruthless as the local snake factory in the village over there.
Our small factory mostly makes replicas of Bald Eagle toys and sells them in stores. Sometimes we also take on small jobs, making props and the like, the kind your crew often uses."

While Zhao Niansheng was giving He Daqi some scientific knowledge, he moved his stomach to make himself more comfortable.

"Children's toys are selling like crazy in Guangzhou right now. This stuff is really profitable, but unfortunately we don't have a way to get a license, so we can only sell it secretly. If we could get an Ultraman license from Jiaobenji, we could make tens of millions a year."

As soon as Zhao Niansheng finished speaking, He Xiaoya sneered, "That's all you can do. Tens of millions? They make much more than you think. Do you really think that what they say while drinking tea with you every day is the truth? They not only make toys, but also shoes, school bags, clothes, and all kinds of things. It's so easy to make money from children."

This peripheral is amazing! With a successful case right in front of him, He Daqi asked with shining eyes, "What is Ultraman? A TV series?"

As soon as these words came out, He Xiaoya frowned.

"Daqi, have you forgotten the Ultraman model I bought you when you were in the first grade of junior high school?"

"He had a brain injury last year and can't remember many things from the past." Mr. He said lightly.

"Didn't you take him to the hospital?"

"What are you looking at? Everything is fine now." Old Master He got angry when he mentioned this matter. This little brat even learned to steal money!

"So what exactly is Ultraman?" He Daqi asked.

"Look it up on your phone. It's a children's special effects show. Kids these days love watching that kind of stuff. We're even trying to make it in China now."

Zhao Niansheng warmed up, probably because he sat in front of the stove for too long. After answering He Daqi's question, he turned the big gold chain around his neck front to back, so that the hot side was moved to the back of his neck.

After dinner in the evening, after his aunt and uncle took the little girl away with bags of noodles, He Daqi returned to his room and lay on the kang.

He took this matter to heart.

Last year, he followed Zhou Huimin to her concert for a month, and bought a lot of posters and other things at wholesale prices to sell outside. He originally thought that Sister Zhou's support items and peripherals were already very profitable, but after hearing what his aunt said today, he realized that this was just a small business.

“Children’s money is easy to earn!”

It was like a devil's sound piercing his ears, and He Daqi tossed and turned on the kang, unable to fall asleep.

He can't do anything else due to system limitations, but special effects dramas should also be considered part of the entertainment industry, right?

Before, he was just thinking about waiting for the live broadcast so that he could have a full meal. Now, He Daqi seemed to see a ray of light coming out from behind another door.

I went into the film library and searched for domestic special effects dramas, and there were quite a few.

But the more He Daqi looked at it, the more he felt unsure. The early ones were crudely made, and the later ones were okay, but the current technology didn't seem to support it. Even if he went ahead and filmed it, he would probably lose his pants after the filming.

What a pity, there are too many smart people, it seems that I can’t enjoy this hot meal.

When He Daqi was about to exit the film library and prepare to enter the simulation training space, he accidentally saw a series of special effects dramas.

It can't be considered a special effects drama, it should be called a children's drama.

The reason why He Daqi noticed it was because the leading actors were a few teenage girls, and they looked a bit like Hei Goudaner.

It is quite suitable for the girls in Sister Zhou's company.

He Daqi glanced at it casually and didn't pay much attention to it. He was looking forward to entering the simulation training space at the moment. After hurriedly memorizing the name, he exited the film library.

Who should I go to today?
Haiqing? Son Ye-jin? Or continue to cheer for the young emperor?
Forget it, the New Year is almost here, I might as well be extravagant and spend a few months in each world.

……

……

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, He Daqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Emotional value is really useless!
New Year's Eve is the day after tomorrow. I didn't expect that the happy simulation time would only last a few days. The emotional value was used up early by He Daqi's performance.

Being humble and eager to learn is sometimes a bad habit.

He Daqi put on his clothes and, at the old lady's urging, he and Mr. He moved the ladder to the edge of the house.

Taking the big broom handed over by Mr. He, He Daqi carefully began to sweep the snow from the roof down.

After a while, his hands and feet felt a little numb from the cold, so He Daqi sped up because he felt that his boots seemed to be soaked through by the snow.

After the snow on the two roofs was swept, He Daqi came down shivering and entered the house. The old lady immediately handed him a bowl of ginger soup.

"Drink it quickly and sit by the stove to warm yourself up. I told you to put on more clothes, but you didn't listen!"

He Daqi gulped down a few mouthfuls of ginger soup, then sat by the stove, warming himself by the fire and said, "Grandma, I'm going out for a while. I might not be back for lunch, but I'll be back in the evening. If you have anything, please call me."

"What have you been doing wandering around for the whole time? Today is the 27th, and there's no 30th this year. Chinese New Year is the day after tomorrow. Who would want to have guests over at this time?"

"Grandma, we don't care about that now. There are still restaurants open on New Year's Day. People just think it's troublesome to cook at home, so they take us out to eat." He Daqi said with a smile.

"It's becoming less and less like the New Year. Young people nowadays are so ridiculously lazy." As soon as Mr. He walked in, he heard He Daqi talking nonsense and said it casually.

Half an hour later, He Daqi came to the villa wrapped in a military coat.

It was quite lively over here, Zhou Huimin was leading five girls in a snowball fight.

Dilireba was sharp-eyed. She pointed at He Daqi and shouted, "Brother Daqi is here!"

Then he lowered his head and started rolling a snowball, and it was obvious that he was ready to give He Daqi a hard time.

(End of this chapter)