When Wang Yaqin left, Jin Fangfang said: "The price is 25 million, but the actual price is 15,000 yuan."

When Xu Rong heard this, he seemed to be holding a script but a red-hot soldering iron in his hand. He quickly threw it onto the table and said, "I can still afford to eat, so I don't have to give me free ones."

There are two types of Yin and Yang contracts. One is high and Yang low, which is used for tax evasion, while the other is high and Yin low, which is used for life. It is used to use your own life to launder money for others.

The film and television market is in full swing now, and there are factors in this regard. The production costs of film and television are not transparent, and there are no unified standards. For example, if you purchase some luxury cars, antiques, villas, etc. due to shooting needs, you can directly deal with them at a low price or scrap them after shooting. In addition, the tax rate discount is a paradise for some people.

Jin Fangfang looked at him carefully and asked, "Do you want to open a hotel?"

Xu Rong glared at her and said, "Fangfang, I haven't even expanded yet, why did you expand first?"

Things like restaurants, restaurants, hot pot restaurants, etc. are also powerful tools for whitewashing, because restaurant revenue is mostly cash and has a lot of flows. If the price is set a little higher, and the franchise fee is added to the messy fee, the annual revenue may be in units of tens of millions or even higher, and no one can find out which ones are actually consumed and which are fabricated out of thin air.

Jin Fangfang smiled and said, "I thought you would be moved. Many acquaintances mentioned this in the past few days, so don't be jealous of money."

Xu Rong picked up the third script and said at the same time: "I know, this can still be distinguished."

After reading two pages of the outline, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a strange expression: "No, can this thing be said to be a script?"

As he said, he turned to the cover again, "Good guy, no wonder, Zhou Imperial."

But no matter who the person involved is, the fact that the script is rubbish cannot be concealed: "High school students write better than this, right?"

Jin Fangfang looked at him in surprise and said, "I think it's pretty good. Moreover, they gave a lot of money, 12 million. No TV actor can get such a high salary yet."

Xu Rong thought about it, put the script aside, and said, "This thing is too insulting IQ, and you also know that my image is not suitable for costume dramas."

"The book Zhang Jing sent is a bit interesting, but unfortunately it's still a spy war."

Xu Rong said, putting the script on the table. He just glanced at the outline. Now he has no time to study it and has no intention of accepting it.

Although he could earn tens of millions a year if he fought hard and took on five or six dramas a year, plus some other investments, his mind was no longer entirely on TV series.

Jin Fangfang understood his plan and said, "You only plan to take on two dramas next year?"

"Well, the plan is the case for the time being. The movies on the company should be decided, which means I can only take another notebook in the year. If the year follows, don't worry."

Jin Fangfang shook her head and said, "I actually don't recommend doing this. Your contract will expire next year. Whether you go out to work alone or associate, maintaining your fame is very important and it is also to increase the capital for our negotiation price code. I also recommend that you have the same three dramas as this year. As long as one of them can cause a sensation, when the contract expires, you will become a hot commodity for major film and television companies, just like now."

Xu Rong pointed to the book sent by Zhou impeachment and asked: "This is also included?"

"Of course, there are also audiences of this type of drama, and it is quite large. You can't deny its value just because you don't like it. If you don't say anything else, at least I like it very much."

"I haven't seen such a bad thing before. I want to see how bad it can be?"

Xu Rong was a little confused about Jin Fangfang's idea. He was not sure that her opinions only represent her individual or a group.

It would be a bit scary if it represents a group.

"By the way, you go back to the electronic version and send me a copy." It was not about studying it myself, but about letting Xiao Zhang see it. Although he had only passed a few episodes of the outline, he could already feel the blood pouring on his head.

"OK."

“Is there any news recently?”

"Yes, they all praise you for whatever you want, and there is no criticism."

There are too many voices outside and too lively. He no longer pays attention to the Internet and news, and his mobile phone is also held by Wang Yaqin most of the time.

An acquaintance called, but it was really hard to refuse.

Starting from the third day of the premiere of "The Hidden", his uneasiness quickly faded away, but as the comments he read became more and more impetuous and even confused.

This is something that has never happened before.

The external environment and the attitude of everyone around him towards him also forced him to be impetuous.

For this reason, he set a goal so that he would not forget what he wanted to do.

Three major prizes.

Otherwise, he knew very well that he might become the next Huang Xiaoming.
Chapter completed!