Chapter 79 The Third Master Misunderstood

In the office, Yang Hao leaned back in his boss chair, drinking tea while checking the financial statements of the studio in recent months.

In recent months, the profits from the movies and TV series invested by the studio have been arriving one after another.

The total box office of "Bridget Jones Meets Seattle" was 6.2e, of which Yang Hao Studio accounted for 1.2%, with a share of approximately e.

The total box office of "Charlotte's Troubles" is 13e, which is solely funded by Yang Hao Studio, and the share is about 4e.

The price of the first round of broadcasting rights for "Legend of Lu Zhen" is 90 per episode, and 140 million per episode for the second round. Yang Hao Studio holds one-third of the share, and the profit is about 4400 million.

There are three projects and there will be some miscellaneous copyright transactions later, but this is a long-term stream of money and it won’t arrive in a short time.

Yang Hao frowned when he saw that such a popular TV series like "Legend of Lu Zhen" only made so little money.

This income is completely different from that of movies. No wonder the 85 flowers are crazy about entering the film industry now.

On the surface, they want to improve their status, but most fundamentally they want to increase their income.

Although TV dramas don’t make a lot of money, they do have their advantages. They are highly popular among the public, can easily make people famous, and are a powerful tool for newcomers to debut.

If TV dramas want to make money, they still have to wait until the era of traffic, when online video playback platforms will start a war of thousands of dollars. Only then can TV dramas be sold at a price.
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On Saturday evening, around 6: p.m., in an upscale residential area in BJ, Uncle Han was sitting in front of the TV, watching the news broadcast. Watching the news broadcast was a habit that Uncle Han had developed over the years, and unless it was something important, this habit would not be changed.

"Ding ding ding..." The combination lock of the security door was pressed by someone from outside.

Hearing this voice, Mr. Han San smiled, knowing that it was his daughter Han Jianu who had returned.

"Bang", the security door was slammed shut.

Han Jianu, exhausted, collapsed on the sofa without caring about her image.

Uncle Han saw his daughter slumped on the sofa, without any posture that a girl should have. He felt unhappy and frowned slightly.

"What have you been doing these days? You've been nowhere to be seen all day. I heard that you borrowed two producers from China Film Group. What have you been doing?" asked Mr. Han San, frowning.

"I went to be a producer for a movie, but I felt that I didn't have enough experience, so I borrowed two helpers from China Film Group," Han Jianu said weakly as she slumped on the sofa.

"Oh?" When Mr. Han San heard that his daughter was a producer for others, he became interested.

He continued, "Who directed this movie and was so insightful as to hire our daughter as the producer?"

"It's Yang Hao, Dad. You should know him. I remember you have invested in several of his projects."

"Oh, it's him," Han Sanye said, then paused, and suddenly felt something was wrong. "Isn't Yang Hao a screenwriter and actor? Why is he the director this time?" Han Sanye's face was full of questions.

As soon as he asked this question, he thought of something else. His daughter was a novice producer, so she could find two experienced executive producers. Could it be that Yang Hao was also planning to do the same? Find a few experienced assistant directors?
So Mr. Han San asked tentatively: "Does your crew have a few experienced assistant directors?"

Han Jianu didn't understand what her father really wanted to ask, so she answered directly: "The crew must hire a few experienced assistant directors."

After hearing his daughter say this, Mr. Han San became more certain of his previous guess and was completely speechless about his daughter and Yang Hao.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: "You call this making a movie?"
"A novice producer who is not familiar with the business, so why hire a few experienced executive producers?"
"A novice director who is not familiar with the business, hires several experienced assistant directors?"
"If you don't want actors, just use stand-ins. The director, producer, and leading actor can just sit on a bench and eat melon seeds while watching the show?"
"Is this how you make a movie? What kind of thing can this produce?"

"Damn it, it's all the fault of that bastard Guo Xiaosi. He set a bad precedent for the entertainment industry and even led his own daughter astray," Uncle Han cursed viciously in his heart.

"A-choo, a-choo", Guo Xiaosi, who was far away in a mansion in Shanghai, suddenly sneezed a few times. What he didn't know was that at this moment he had already been hated by Mr. Han Sanye.

"No, I can't let Yang Hao and my daughter fool around. If they really make a joke movie, I will lose face. I must call Yang Hao over to have a talk with him when I go to work on Monday." Although Mr. Han was staring at the news broadcast, he was thinking about something else in his mind.
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The next day, Sunday, Yang Hao did not go to the studio. Instead, he stayed at home to play games. He had just gotten a pentakill and was about to push down the opponent's base and end the game, but at this moment the phone rang.

When I saw it was Mr. Han San calling, I knew he was a father-like figure and I dared not refuse to answer the call.

"Hello, Yang Hao, come to my office in the China Film Building tomorrow, Monday",
When Mr. Han San said this, his tone was very serious, as if he had done something wrong, which made Yang Hao feel uneasy.

But thinking back carefully, I seem to have recently started planning to shoot the movie "The Richest Tomato", and then invited senior sister Han Jianuo to be my producer. Could this be related?
Four or five minutes had passed, including the time Yang Hao spent on the phone and thinking about things. When Yang Hao returned to the game, he found that the situation had been reversed.

Several teammates also cursed Yang Hao because of his AFK behavior.

"*****"

Seeing his teammates' morale exploded and the situation was no longer playable, Yang Hao simply pressed Alt+F4 to quickly end the game.

After quitting the game, Yang Hao cursed: "What rubbish teammates I've been matched with."
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Around ten o'clock on Monday morning, Yang Hao arrived at the China Film Building, and it was still Han Sanye's secretary who led him to the office.

When Yang Hao entered the room, he saw Mr. Han San sitting in the office chair with a sullen look on his face. He did not let him sit down, and no secretary came to serve him tea or water.

Seeing Mr. Han San's attitude, Yang Hao was a little confused. How did he offend this gentleman?
But then he thought, if he really offended the other party, with a shrewd man like Han Sanye who had been working in the system for decades, he would definitely not call him over and treat him coldly. Instead, he would pretend to be friendly with him and then attack him secretly.

If you express your attitude directly and openly, there should be no malicious intent.

After figuring this out, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Third Master, how have I offended you that you need to call me over so early in the morning?"
Yang Hao saw that there was not much water in the teacup next to Mr. Han Sanye, so he immediately walked up to him with a licking face, took the teacup and refilled the water for him, then said.

(End of this chapter)