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  The battlefield belonging to Ai began to fight fiercely.

  But Feng Zheng's battle is just about to start.

  The capital of Longguo, the administrative, cultural and economic center of Longguo.

   Known as the 600-year-old capital.

  Feng Zheng started to contact his old friends after getting the official film distribution authorization from Ye Qin Game Company.

   "Old Yang, I have a movie here, can I go through your channel?"

  Old Yang, Yang Zhenlin, CEOs of Longguo Wantong Film and Television Group.

  Although it has retreated to the second line, its influence is still there.

  Many popular movie stars in Longguo are all made famous by him.

   "What movie? Need my brother to come out of the mountain in person?"

   Yang Zhenlin was very surprised when he received a call from Feng Zheng.

   After all, this old guy has not been involved in the film and television industry for almost 10 years.

  Although its Beijing Culture Publishing Company still exists.

  But for many years, except for being affiliated with other distribution companies, there has been no business.

   "The activity started in October this year."

  Feng Zheng said something.

   "What about sister-in-law?"

   "Gone... It was because she was gone that I came out of the mountain."

  Feng Zheng's tone was rather helpless.

  Publishers in their 50s are at the peak of their careers.

  He resolutely chose to return to the family.

  Unfortunately, in the end, he didn't even keep his wife.

   "My condolences... bedridden all year round is also a kind of torture for her, now it's a relief..."

  Yang Zhenlin reassured, people who live to their age have already looked down on life and death.

  The only thing I can't let go of is my lifelong pursuit.

   "I picked up a hot potato, and other people must not be able to handle it, so I beg you to come here."

   "Using the word 'begging' is a bit too much, the friendship between the two of us is not like this."

   "It can make you feel hot, brother. It must be "Journey to the West", which has been making a lot of noise in the film and television circles recently, right?"

  Feng Zheng was not surprised that Yang Zhenlin could guess, "Well, I got it just now, 65 million yuan, plus 37%."

   "Good courage!"

  Feng Zheng's situation Yang Zhenlin couldn't be more clear, the company has a capital of 100 million at most.

   But that's it, he dared to take a gamble.

  This kind of courage is not something everyone can show.

   It is not an exaggeration to say that all boats are broken.

   "My strength alone may not be enough, I will contact Lao He and the others, and then you can find the Wei brothers."

   "The group of old people from the Traditional Culture Research Association are hard to deal with."

  Yang Zhenlin thought for a while, and then named a few more people.

   Among them are old people Feng Zheng is familiar with, and there are also newcomers he doesn't know at all.

   "A Chinese Journey to the West" is going to be officially released, and the resistance is far greater than imagined.

  The Traditional Culture Research Association, in the eyes of the elderly in the film circle, is the Traditional Dross Research Association.

  A group of immortals spend their days trying to get their name and fame, defrauding the state of special funds for support.

   Scholars who really work hard to do research can't get a dime subsidy.

  Yang Zhenlin and Feng Zheng started to act.

  The Traditional Culture Research Association is not idle either.

  One wants to release a movie, the other wants to snipe with all its strength, and the two sides directly engaged in it.

  Douban Movie Forum.

   "I heard that the big shots in the film and television industry and the group of old people from the Traditional Dregs Research Association have sex?"

   "Hehe, neither is easy to mess with. Both sides have bosses."

   "I heard that the publisher of "A Chinese Journey to the West" has been confirmed to be Jingcheng Cultural Company, is it true?"

   "Ye Qin's official website released an announcement in the afternoon, initially predicting that "A Chinese Journey to the West" will be released on New Year's Day."

   "Release on New Year's Day? There are less than 40 days left. I don't know if there is enough time."

   "If you have time to worry about the release time, it is better to worry about the censorship of the cultural BU department."

   "The Traditional Dross Research Association has a lot of energy in the capital."

   "Many members are veteran cadres in the capital..."

   "There are good people among veteran cadres."

   "But the veteran cadres are old-fashioned, unable to keep up with the trend of the times, and destined to be abandoned..."

   "If you have connections at home, look for connections. You don't want an excellent movie to be buried."

   "If the theater is not online, you can go directly to on-demand."

   "I'm afraid the friends upstairs are not joking. You also need a screening license and [version number] for on-demand broadcasting?"

  Film forum heated discussions.

   Huang Mao returned to the company early.

   "Brother Ye, this trip to the capital has paid off well, 65 million will arrive in the account, and the box office will be divided into three or seven."

   "Okay... this Mr. Feng is a sweetheart!"

  Ye Qin has always admired people with integrity, and respects them even more.

   After all, in the era of laughing at the poor and not laughing at the prostitutes, not everyone has noble sentiments.

   What's more, it is even more commendable to be able to clean up in the chaotic film and television industry.

   "How much money do we have in our account?"

  Why are you asking this suddenly?

   Is it necessary to divide the money again?

  Huang Mao was delighted, "The company has not spent much recently, and there are still 790 million yuan in the account."

   "Of course, the income of "Adventure Island" and "Counter-Strike OL" has not yet been settled. It is estimated to be 12 million."

  Ye Qin pondered, "That is to say, there are 800 million working capital?"

   Huang Mao nodded, "Almost..."

   "Mr. Feng is a good man, we can't let good people suffer."

   "Transfer 100 million from the account to Feng Lao's company, you call him and ask him, if it is not enough, then transfer."

  Ye Qin said while holding hot water.

What?

  Brother Ye, you don’t have a fever, do you?

  Elder Feng, even your own father, can’t do this, can he?

   Huang Mao was startled.

   Directly transfer 100 million? Not enough to give?

  I don’t have any such cards, okay?

  Huang Mao thought it was inappropriate, so he said anxiously, "Brother Ye, do you want to think about it?"

   "Do you also think I gave less? Then transfer 200 million."

   poof—

I vomited!

  Brother Ye, I didn't mean that!

   After Ye Qin finished speaking, without waiting for Huang Mao to explain, he asked the accountant to pay.

  …

  In Beijing, Feng Zheng dragged his exhausted body and his assistant to three major film and television companies in one day.

   Two of them gave him face, but the other one didn't let go.

   "Old Feng, you are also a highly respected old man in the film and television industry, why is Hongtu Film and Television Company so disrespectful?"

   Assistant Xiao Gu was puzzled.

   "Ling Chuanhe behind Hongtu, that guy didn't deal with me when he was young, he must be considered a geek."

   "It's a pity that I went astray. I just like to make quick money. In my fifties, I can't even produce a good work."

  It’s not that he and Ling Chuanhe don’t have friendship, because they have different ways of doing things and often have disputes.

   "Go back today, and visit the last one tomorrow. The boss of that company is not easy to talk to."

   "See the Lord who is open to money."

Ding-

  SMS alert sounds.

  Assistant Xiao Gu looks at the phone.

Ok?

  The company received a transfer of 200 million yuan?

This…

   "Feng...Old Feng, which friend of yours transferred the money?"

  The assistant handed the mobile phone to the old man tremblingly.

   quietly transferred 200 million to him.

   It should be Yang Zhenlin, that's right.

   "Old Yang! I'm still reliable as an old brother, I received the money you transferred..."

  Yang Zhenlin was puzzled on the other end of the phone.

what money?

   "I didn't turn!"

ah?

  Not you?

That is?