World of Movies and TV: From Breaking Up with Qiao Jingjing

"Anything else?"

"Then there is our Qiankun game platform." Lin Dongsheng said: "The number of players on the game platform has increased recently, but because there are not many games, so..."

"Let's talk, find a few of the hottest games on the market, and then make them into a linkage, you can send out some benefits and specific situations, and you can find someone to make a specific plan for me."

"Okay, by the way, boss, the film copyright of "Shooting the Condors" was finally sold for 100 million yuan, and the production unit is CCTV."

"Movie?" Fang Mo stroked his chin and asked casually, "Who is the director?"

"It is said that Director Arrow is in charge of martial arts, and Director Sun is in charge of literary plays." Lin Dongsheng answered after thinking for a while.

Arrow guide and Sun guide.

This is a combination of brothers and directors who never leave Meng, and never leave Meng.

The elder brother Sun Dao is good at literary and opera, and the younger brother Jian Dao is good at martial arts.

But to be honest, Fang Mo is not too satisfied with this pair of brothers.

"Where's the producer?" Fang Mo asked casually as his heart moved.

"Beard."

"Big beard?" Fang Mo asked, "The producer who participated in the filming of the four famous novels?"

"Yes, that's him." Lin Dongsheng said.

"Okay." Fang Mo stroked his chin, but did not refuse.

Although the bearded man's reputation in the industry is mediocre, he still has some aesthetics.

A good start to the first edition.

As for retaining the copyright to shoot by myself...

Not to mention how long it will take for Fang Mo to prepare for the copyright, but it is very difficult to gather candidates.

But what surprised Fang Mo was the price and category.

"Why is it a movie? Shouldn't it be a TV series?"

"That... I heard it's because TV dramas have never had any good works, and CCTV has already begun to prepare to cut the daily TV drama schedule, so it's movies."

"Movie?" Fang Mo thought for a while, then asked casually, "Who is the screenwriter of the movie?"

"It is said that it is Teacher Yan Hai." Lin Dongsheng said, "It is the screenwriter of "Never Shut Up."

"Ah?" Fang Mo was taken aback, and asked casually, only to find out that it was a youth idol drama about police and gangsters.

Well, hit the street.

But not all in.

It is already CCTV's best TV series in recent years.

But Nima is outrageous.

A screenwriter who was born in a modern urban idol drama + a pair of directors who were born in TV series + a very strong producer...

If nothing happens to this shit, it's called hell.

But Xinghuo really doesn't have any way to make film and television now, so it can only do this first.

While chatting, Fang Mo's heart moved and he turned on the system.

Money: 1 million+

Another small goal.

Touching his chin, Fang Mo felt that he was a little too conservative.

That being the case...

"Dongsheng."

"Boss, I'm here."

"How much start-up capital is needed to buy land and build movie theaters in first- and second-tier cities?"

"Boss, are you going...to enter the real business?" Lin Dongsheng asked in surprise.

"kindness."

"You don't need much in the early stage...about 5000 million."

"So much?"

"Prices are also cheap now. In the first-tier cities, if the school district housing is excluded, the prices are still very cheap. [-] yuan is worth it."

"Five thousand?" Fang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

He had been ignoring the house price because of the magical timeline of this world before, and completely forgot about it.

At this moment, although the overall historical timeline is 2000, after all, it has been 2000 years since 20, so in this timeline, housing prices in first-tier cities are generally still at a very conservative price.

"Well, I'll give you [-] million. You can buy first-tier and second-tier land and build it into a movie theater. If you have more money, you can go to third-tier cities. In short, try to get one before next year... Well, at least five The theaters of ten theaters will come."

"Uh——Okay." Although Lin Dongsheng was a little puzzled, since Fang Mo said it, he didn't say anything.

After all, this is also an industry, and if you don’t make money, you won’t lose too much.

Chatted for a while, then hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up, the phone rang.

Fang Mo looked at it and immediately laughed.

It turned out to be Shang Youyou.

Shang Youyou didn't have any other things to look for him, mainly talking on the phone, but as he was talking, he talked about Shen Bing.

"You're cruel enough, Shen Bing followed you anyway, and let him go to other places."

"I didn't..." Fang Mo said with a wry smile, "I already told her to come to the company, but she refused."

"Oh, why is she so stupid?" Shang Youyou said dissatisfied.

"What about you? Why don't you come to my company?" Fang Mo asked with a smile.

"Hmph! Sis, I'm a woman of the new age! Of course I can't be a rice bug!"

"I'd rather you be a rice worm for the rest of your life, my rice worm."

"Bah! How disgusting, hee hee." Shang Youyou scolded with a smile.

After chatting for a while, Shang Youyou's roommate came back and ended the call.

When he looked up, he was already downstairs.

After going upstairs to get his laptop, Fang Mo strolled to Song Qian's house.

Open the door with the key, and Song Qian is processing the ingredients.

Fang Mo smiled and walked over.

When Qiao Yingzi returned home, it was already an hour and a half later.

"Wow! It smells so good." Qiao Yingzi said in surprise.

Obviously he already knew that Fang Mo's cooking was delicious, but he was still amazed.

Chapter 232 "The Trilogy of Condor Shooting" ends

While eating, the three chatted about anecdotes at school.Seeing Fang Mo and Qiao Yingzi getting along happily, Song Qian also breathed a sigh of relief.

As a mother and a lover, Song Qian was a bit embarrassed to be caught between the two.

Now that the two can coexist peacefully, Song Qian is relieved.

After dinner, Qiao Yingzi went back to his room to study.

Fang Mo was chatting with Song Qian.

"Aunt Song." Although the two are already together, but because they are used to this address, Fang Mo still uses this address.

Not only did he say that, but he also took the initiative to lean over and hug Song Qian.

Song Qian glanced at Qiao Yingzi's room with a guilty conscience, and then said awkwardly: "Xiao Mo...we're all like this, and I'm single again, so you still call me Aunt Song?"

"My sister has countless." Fang Mo put a smirk on Song Qian's shoulder, and said with a smile: "But Aunt Song only has one."

"You..." Song Qian felt helpless.

But my heart is flattered.

After getting bored for a while, Song Qian ran to make supper.

Fang Mo took out his laptop to work.

The works of the independent game production competition still need to be reviewed, and "Yitian" from the "Trilogy of the Condor Shooting" still needs to be produced.

In addition, there are new game ideas and other aspects that need to be produced.

In a short time, I really can't relax.

Or because Xinghuo's background is too shallow.

Fang Mo sighed, then settled down and continued to work.

Seeing that Fang Mo was busy, Song Qian looked at it curiously after finishing the supper ingredients. She wanted to take a look, but she was worried that it was Fang Mo's company's secret.

Inadvertently looking up, seeing Song Qian's curious gaze, Fang Mo smiled and said, "Come here."

"Can I watch it?" Song Qian asked in surprise.

"Of course." Fang Mo smiled and said casually, "It's not a secret."

Song Qian sat down curiously.

Fang Mo clicked on one email after another, and then checked the contents.

And tried it out.

"Is this a game?" Song Qian asked curiously.

"Yes." Fang Mo explained with a smile: "The company recently held an event to support the production of independent games."

"Indie games..." Song Qian seemed to understand.

"It's a video game." Fang Mo explained with a smile.

"Oh..." Song Qian replied, but she still asked curiously, "Xiao Mo."

"kindness?"

"I always forgot to ask you, your company is..."

"Spark." Fang Mo said casually, "Spark Entertainment Co., Ltd."

"Spark Entertainment?" Song Qian asked, "Then "The Condor Shooting" is..."

"I wrote it." Fang Mo said casually.

"Ah?" Song Qian looked at Fang Mo in surprise, and asked incredulously, "You wrote it?"

"That's right." Fang Mo asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." Song Qian was really surprised.

Even as a housewife, Song Qian had heard people mention this book, so she was really surprised that Fang Mo was the author of this book.

Fang Mo smiled and continued to choose.

Although Song Qian didn't understand, seeing that Fang Mo was busy seriously, she didn't bother him.

In the room, Qiao Yingzi secretly opened the blinds and looked towards the living room.

Seeing that Fang Mo and his mother were sitting on the sofa talking and laughing, Qiao Yingzi's eyes were full of surprise and complexity.

I was surprised by the gentle and sweet smile on my mother's face, but I didn't know what kind of mentality I should use to face it.

The complicated emotions made Qiao Yingzi very tangled.

While watching, he suddenly saw Song Qian getting up and walking towards the room.