After this conversation, Cheng Jiaming was half forced and half voluntary, and seriously thought about the plan of using live broadcast to gain popularity after filming "Jianghu Road".
When he came back to his senses, the finale day had already ushered in the blink of an eye.
After filming the scene where the male No. 5 went offline, Cheng Jiaming held the bouquet sent by the crew, thanked everyone for their care, and felt as if he had forgotten an important thing.
It wasn't until he got on the plane that he finally remembered belatedly.
On the day he joined the group, he obviously wanted Qin Ke to disappear from his eyes, so why did he forget it all when he was not paying attention
Could it be that Song Yunran and Qin Ke teamed up to set him up
Could it be that those shady thoughts of mine were already anticipated by the Xinghe Duo, so they...
Realizing this possibility, Cheng Jiaming broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
He clearly just had a crooked thought quietly, but since the training before joining the group, his every move seems to be unable to escape their eyes.
Could this be a warning from fate, reminding him not to take a wrong step
Cheng Jiaming couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only pretend to be calm, and looked at the tricks of attracting fans in the live broadcast that he had saved in advance.
This is the first-hand teaching material that his friend who is an anchor helped to summarize. The more he reads the back, the more he feels that it suits him.
Otherwise, give it a try.
While Cheng Jiaming's fate changed, Song Yunran was being beaten by fate.
Galaxy's semi-annual financial report is out.
Although they are not a listed company and do not need to disclose to the public, Song Yunran, as the president, learned about Galaxy's income and expenditure in the first half of the year.
Assistant Tang's tone was heavy: "Mr. Song, do I need to explain to you?"
Song Yunran was speechless: "No, I can understand."
There was no way, there was a dazzling deficit in the form, and he couldn't even pretend not to understand it.
Compared with Assistant Tang who was full of sorrow, Song Yunran's mentality was quite stable.
After all, since he took over Galaxy, all he has done is pre-investment work. Now most of the finished products have not yet come out, and it is too unrealistic to ask for a profit.
Assistant Tang hesitated and reminded: "If you have read it and there is no problem, I will send the report to Mr. Song?"
Song Yunran was taken aback: "Why send it to my dad?"
Everything is still in his plan, wouldn't sending it now just make Lao Song anxious
Assistant Tang thought that he was afraid of being scolded: "President Song said, it's okay not to send it to him, then send it to Director Bai, and the chairman will have a look at it himself."
"..."
Song Yunran frowned, remembering the two-year 500 million plan that Bai Wanning made for him, if he couldn't complete it, he would be thrown out of the marriage.
What if his mother got angry after reading the report and broke the contract on the spot and wanted to drive him out of the house immediately
"Then show it to my dad."
Song Yunran rubbed his eyebrows, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll go home on weekends and give it to him myself."
On Friday night, Song Yunran returned to the villa.
His parents hadn't come home yet, and in the empty villa, there were only the family's helpers left besides him.
Song Yunran finished dinner absent-mindedly, and took a walk in the garden with Monica, who had already entered old age.
His mood at the moment is like that of an elementary school student who won the bottom of the whole grade in the final exam. Although he believes that he will definitely get a good grade next semester, he still feels uneasy when he thinks that he will soon face the scolding of his elders.
Monica seemed to understand his worry, shaking her fluffy white hair, obediently rubbing her head against his calf.
Song Yunran knelt down and stroked the dog's head: "Are you comforting me?"
Monica showed Samoyed's standard angelic smile, and arched several times in the palm of his hand, leaving dog hair on his hand.
Song Yunran looked at it and felt that his soul was healed. He thought that he would sleep at home tonight anyway, why not share the bed with monica after a long time, so as not to have to spend all day on the Internet after moving out. animal.
But as soon as this idea came up, the pictures of him and Qin Ke sleeping in the hotel flashed uncontrollably in his mind.
"How could I take him for you?"
Song Yunran looked at monica puzzled, very puzzled, "He is not as cute as you, and he is not as fluffy as you. When I mentioned this, I wondered, doesn't he like me, why does he still like me? Is he just Are you trying to get my attention?"
Monica let out a loud "woof".
Song Yunran nodded: "Sure enough, you also think I'm right. But then again, although Qin Ke is a bit vicious, he has a good attitude, and he didn't feel annoyed when he suddenly changed from a big star to a rookie..."
Having said that, he suddenly froze.
That's right, why isn't Qin Ke annoyed
From a first-line superstar with constant resources, countless awards, and many fans, to the bottom of the entertainment industry that needs to be cultivated from the ground up, all the hard work for several years has been wiped out overnight, and he can only climb up step by step again. Qin Ke can really do it Nothing wrong
Song Yunran trembled his eyelashes, but before he could think clearly, a servant came to inform him: "Mr. Song is back."
It was too late to think about Qin Ke.
Song Yunran handed over the leash to the servant, and trotted all the way back to the villa.
Song Jidong had just returned from a dinner party, probably the restaurant chef's skills were not to his liking today, and now Lao Song was sitting in the restaurant, ordering his servant to help him cook some supper.
Song Yunran decided to perform well first, and took the initiative to ask Ying: "Dad, let me come."
"Sit still for me."
Song Jidong was not moved by his son's filial piety, "There is nothing to show courteousness to, it's either rape or robbery. Tell me, what bad things did you do outside?"
Song Yunran had no choice but to exit the kitchen, and silently took out the pre-printed report: "I didn't do anything bad, just this, take a look."
Song Jidong took the report and slowly examined it.
Every second passed, the gully between his brows deepened an inch.
Song Yunran looked at it, thinking badly, and Lao Song was really angry.
He put his hands neatly on the table, and sat upright, waiting for the storm from his father.
After reading the report, Song Jidong glanced at him heavily, and asked, "Develop games around TV dramas? Tell me in detail, what's going on with this expenditure."
Song Yunran couldn't distinguish his father's tone, so he could only elaborate on the concept of developing the IP industry chain.
At the end, he added earnestly: "This script has great potential."
"Really?" Song Jidong asked calmly, "Then where do you plan to shoot this script with great potential?"
Song Yunran replied confusedly: "Should we find a film and television base like other costume dramas?"
"...Are you stupid?" Song Jidong threw down the report.
Song Yunran didn't understand at all. How could he be so stupid for such a routine operation
He was about to open his mouth to explain, Song Jidong looked at him and said, "Didn't your mother say that? You can use Ningdong's resources as you like. The group has ready-made antique tourist attractions. Can't you use them for filming?"
Song Yunran: "..."
He really didn't expect that wool can be gathered here.
Song Jidong continued: "I'm old, and I don't understand how you young people play this set of IP. But according to my understanding, your idea is to connect the upstream and downstream and create a complete industrial chain. In this case, you Why not combine the online industry chain with the offline one, if that TV series really has the potential as you said, wouldn't it be a good promotional channel?"
Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, and finally realized.
To put it simply, what Lao Song meant was to let him use the scenic spot to save shooting costs first, and then reversely drive the number of tourists in the scenic spot after the show became popular.
Not to mention that there is Ningdong's own hotel next to the scenic spot, and the two can even be bundled at that time. Even a measure of "staying in the hotel and enjoying the night garden service" will directly affect the travel choices of tourists.
This approach has had successful precedents both at home and abroad, but before he always thought about using online products as derivative peripherals of "The Legend of South China", he forgot that offline can also become a part of the IP chain.
I thought I was going to be scolded when I went home today, but I didn't expect it to be a tutoring class.
Song Yunran suddenly regained his spirits: "Dad, if you take a closer look, can you see other business opportunities in the report?"
Song Jidong disdained: "Your company is so big, there are only so many things you can do, don't make things difficult for Dad."
Immediately afterwards, he changed the topic, "It's just..."
Song Yunran pretended to be listening attentively.
"I heard from Assistant Tang that the screenwriters of the two scripts you invested in were recommended by an actor named Qin Ke in your company? And this Qin Ke is still very popular in Xinghe? The spokesperson you asked Ning Dong to sign last time, Him too?"
Three questions in a row made Song Yunran's heart ring with alarm.
No way, his dad wouldn't have been brainwashed by the fainting powder in the dark, thinking that this is a shocking big candy!
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
Song Yunran raised his head in fear, fearing that Lao Song would say "kswl" immediately.
Fortunately, Song Jidong was not crazy. He just frowned and suggested, "I don't think it's safe enough. Several key projects you invested in are all related to him. Doesn't this mean putting all your eggs in one basket?"
Song Yunran let out an "ah" and explained: "Those two TV dramas actually have nothing to do with him. I only invested because I like Zhong Xiaofeng's script."
"That's not good, you're invisibly elevating his status." Song Jidong said earnestly, "You can't let the employees have more influence than the boss."
Song Yunran automatically interpreted this sentence as "the son cannot be more influential than his father".
He nodded again and again: "Yes, the company can't just praise him, I still have to give more resources to other artists."
Song Jidong: "That's what makes sense."
"So has any of Ning Dong's endorsements expired recently?" Song Yunran asked expectantly, "Is the fast-moving drink from last time still available, why don't you leave it to me as well."
Song Jidong: "..."
Song Yunran also said: "If there is no endorsement, promotion is also fine. It just so happens that the urban dramas we shoot can also be implanted."
"You discuss it with the brand yourself."
Song Jidong said that he didn't care about it. Seeing that the servant brought the supper to the table, he ate a few mouthfuls slowly, and then said, "Anyway, Dad can only give you an idea. We often say that you must know how to assess risks when doing business. Risks also include people. You don't have a heart, but who can guarantee that the other party has no dissent?"
Song Yunran also served a bowl of soup to accompany him, and shook his head after listening: "Qin Ke won't do it."
After all, he loves me so much, he tried every means to sign into Xinghe, just to stay by my side.
Song Jidong glanced at him quietly: "Know people, know faces, but don't know hearts."
Song Yunran was taken aback for no reason by the loud and clear seven words.
He remembered the confusion he had had while walking the dog, and finally realized that he had been neglecting a very important problem all along.
Why is Qin Ke reborn
Judging from the plot in the book, although Qin Ke has some regrets in his life, he has an excellent experience overall. It is not like him who managed to persuade his parents to enter the entertainment industry, but was judged by his agent as just a joke.
Song Yunran drank the soup slowly, thinking seriously.
Could it be that he didn't actually fall asleep after drinking the can of beer, but died of alcohol poisoning
But judging from Qin Ke's personality, he doesn't seem like a person who can do such a thing.
Song Yunran paused in his hands, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
Maybe the butterfly effect does exist.
It's just that the timing of its appearance was at the moment of his own rebirth.
The awakening of the tool man led to the collapse of the original world, making it impossible for the protagonist to continue the plot.
In this way...
Didn't Qin Ke live again out of his own will, but was forced to live again? !
Song Yunran was shocked, and the fingers holding the spoon trembled slightly.
He remembered that after he was drunk, he found in his dream that he was a character living in a book.
What about Qin Ke
Did he see that book? Does he know who the culprit is
"... Dad, let me ask you a question."
With a trembling voice, Song Yunran asked fearfully, "What if, I mean, if one day, you wake up and find yourself back when you first started your business, and you know who caused this result, but the other party has more rights than you?" Shi, what do you think?"
"?"
Song Jidong was puzzled: "What strange idea are you thinking?"
"Don't worry about it, just treat it as the company wants to make such a drama."
Song Yunran urged, "Now your wife and children are gone, the company is gone, the villa is gone, and even the bowl of soup in your hand is gone. What would you do if you were in this situation?"
Song Jidong was forced into a sense of substitution by his son's series of ideas.
He stared at the soup in the bowl, then raised his eyes to look at the cozy villa where he had lived for many years, and finally remembered his wife who was still on a business trip, and couldn't help becoming angry.
"of course?!"
Song Jidong slammed the table and said angrily, "Of course I'm trying my best, I'll find a chance to kill him sooner or later!"
Song Yunran's face turned pale.
The author has something to say: Mr. Song: Misunderstood, he may not love me∑(0ω0)