In early September, Kim Jong-ming set off for Shanghai, lingered in the film joint venture of Shanghai Film and Television for half a day, signed a cooperation project, and then immediately rushed back to Beijing.

After all, no matter whether the box office of Canton has always been the first among major cities or the financial business in Shanghai is more developed, the foundation of Chinese films has always been in the capital.

Well, if you look at it, it would be a bit confusing to go to Shanghai to cooperate with Shanghai Yinghuanya. In fact, he is not going to work on film cooperation here. After all, it is not meaningless to chew too much. The store is too big. In fact, he has only one purpose here, which is to take the opportunity to eat the main commercial channels of S.m in China.

By the way, it has always been difficult for other song companies such as s.m, jyp, and yg to gain a foothold in the Chinese market. It’s not that they don’t want to, but that they really have no strength. Just look at the Chinese trainees they are constantly recruiting. So at this time of 10 years, a strange phenomenon occurred. On the one hand, everyone understands the scale and development prospects of the Chinese market, but on the other hand, Korean entertainment brokerage companies always hit walls everywhere in actual operations... Well, this thing can be written specifically for a paper, and the situation inside is so complicated that the parties involved can’t explain it clearly.

But... there is no need, just say two things. One is that the Chinese market has not reached the level of five or six years later, and the Korean-style operating profit method cannot work in China at all; the other is easy to understand, that is, Koreans do not understand the rules of the game in China at all, especially various companies, with official backgrounds behind the institutions. If you do not have in-depth partners within that system, it is simply difficult to move forward.

However, at this moment, due to the diplomatic environment between the two countries, if you don’t have vision, courage and strength, you won’t dare to engage in such cooperation! Of course, there must be someone with this ability and level. You see, what do you think, good friends and others have almost taken root in China, but as for the group of Korean pop song brokerage companies, no one is moving at the moment.

Therefore, facing the huge mainland Chinese market, what Korean wave idols can do is really limited. Not to mention that they can make a direct debut in Japan next door, even the depth of Southeast Asia cannot reach the level of Southeast Asia. They can only make money by holding a concert or something. However, even so, without the official endorsement of the South Korean government, companies such as S.M are powerless to rent a stadium in the mainland. Their weakness and unpopularity are almost clearly seen in the attempts of several years.

What should I do? I had to ask someone to make a bridge... That's right, in fact, the only Korean song company that still maintains its presence in China can only show its commercial value through two ways. One is the official lead, so there is no need to consider that. As for the other, it is naturally the butt in Hong Kong and the body in China Asia.

Kim Jong-ming did such a very insidious thing this time when he came to Shanghai. He cut off the connection between S.M and Universal Asia.

By the way, it is very realistic for people in Xiangjiang to do business, unlike the time when Japan spent a lot of money. This time, they almost got it done with each other. First, they asked Zhang Chengwen to go through Chen Yongxiong's path to test it. Then, Director Chen Zhiguang, the head of Huan Asia in Shanghai, came to Beijing to meet Kim Jong-ming, and everyone talked about other businesses and compared the profits. This was the executive director who was fully responsible for the business of S.M. Company, nodded directly.

Later on, Kim Jong-ming went to Shanghai to sign some cooperation contracts directly, and the matter was settled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin." He was still the same director Chen Zhiguang, but at this moment, the face was flushed and full of joy. It seemed that the contract just now made him very satisfied. "Everyone can see clearly which one is more important. Compared with Mr. Jin, your business, it is really not worth mentioning... This matter is included in me... We will wait until the next time their family tour will draw the ladder, which will definitely make you satisfied..."

"I'm still assured when Director Chen is doing things." Jin Zhongming naturally smiled. This is the style of a businessman in Xiangjiang. He does not shy away from his own profit-seeking nature, which is whoever has more money will follow.

"We Mr. Lin admire you very much." Chen Zhiguang continued to say politely. "I ask me to greet you. I hope you must go to Xiangjiang for a while if you have time, he will definitely sweep the bed to greet you..."

"Remember it in my heart."

After finishing the courtesy, Kim Jong-ming pulled away without any intention of leaving any souvenirs. This time he came to China Asia with this incident purely to cut off Li Xiuman's claws. If he wanted to share the grand future Korean-pop market in mainland China, it would still be a trick of the mainland. China Asia was injustice after all.

So, I still have to go back to the capital.

In fact, at this moment, the big names in the Chinese film industry have begun to get upset because of something. Many people and horses flew back to the capital from Xiangjiang, Guangzhou, Shanghai, and even abroad just to participate in the premiere of a movie. No, Jiang Wen, Chow Yun-fat, and Ge You, the three films jointly co-starring "Let the Bullets Fly" will be held at the Beijing Olympic Sports Center on the 6th. No one wants to miss such a grand event. Beijing's heart of Chinese films is fully demonstrated.

As one of the main investors of "Let the Bullets Fly", Kim Jong-ming is only natural to go there to scan his face.

However, as soon as he got on the plane, Jin Zhongming became a little drowsy, and most of the translators and security accompanying him were like this. This is really... no one can blame him. He flew over early this morning and looked at the contract in the morning. Now he has to fly back at night, plus the comfortable temperature inside the plane...

Of course, everything is exceptional. Chu Long, who has recovered a professional outfit, is completely tired at this moment. In fact, she has always felt an inexplicable sense of excitement from last night to now. Not to mention napping, she can't even sleep even if she throws her on the bed. This is of course from what the man next to her said to her last night... And then again, on the plane, although everyone was in a bad spirit, she didn't have the intention to do intimate things with Kim Jong-ming in front of so many seniors in the company, and she didn't want to disturb the man around her rest. So, the little girl looked left and right, looked forward and backward, and although she couldn't calm down completely, she didn't know what she could do...

At this time, a fat man with a bearded and very bad image suddenly stood up and changed seats with a woman beside Chu Long, and then smiled and chatted with her:

"I don't know what the lady is called?"

Chu Long was at a loss!

Although she couldn't understand the other person's words, Chu Long knew that the other person was chatting with him just by looking at this scene. So the little girl opened her mouth and instinctively wanted to turn around and wake up Kim Jong-ming. After all, this is China, not South Korea, and she only knew a few words and didn't even know how to express her attitude. Could she still kick her? However, as soon as she turned around, she immediately reacted. Although the other person was very bad, this was on the plane, and what should people say was not rude. Even from the calm expressions of others around her, it should be just a normal chat. What's the matter with her reckless wake-up boyfriend? Didn't it in turn to intensify the conflict?

"Wu... Chinese... is very wasteful..." Chu Long explained reluctantly.

"It turned out to be a foreigner." The other party was obviously a little disappointed.

At the same time, Jin Zhongming, who was sitting next to Chulong, still closing his eyes, suddenly burst into laughter and opened his eyes. Obviously, he didn't know when he woke up, but he didn't say a word, but instead let Chulong show his poor Chinese pronunciation.

Chulong's face was flushed. She didn't have to think about what the people around her were laughing at, but at this moment she could only push the other person's arm with her palm.

"This gentleman knows Chinese?" The bearded man immediately understood something from his laughter.

"Yes, I'm a little smoother in Chinese." Jin Zhongming smiled and grabbed Chulong's hand and placed it on his knees. "Sir, your surname is, I noticed that you seem to have been looking at our group since you got on the plane?"

"So you've noticed it long ago..." The bearded man looked at the images of the two men, then glanced at the hands that were clenched together. "Actually, I'm a little presumptuous. The man's surname is Deng, Deng Yongxing... Where did the sir come from? Mandarin is so good, better than mine..."

"I'm from South Korea." Kim Jong-ming said concisely. "Your accent seems to be from Hong Kong or the Taiwan Strait?"

"That's right, people from Taiwan." The other party nodded, then lowered his head and thought for a while. "Actually, I saw you appear in Shangying Huanya in the morning, and then I felt you were familiar with me, so I kept thinking about your origin... I didn't expect it to be from South Korea... If it were South Korea... Who was it?"

"Mr. Deng is a filmmaker?" Kim Jong-ming thought.

"It's just an advertising director." Although the bearded man said, his tone was full of pride. "But he made a formal movie."

"So that's it." Kim Jong-ming nodded. "No wonder I met him on the side of Shangying Huanya... I will introduce myself. I, Kim Jong-ming, is an actor."

Deng Yongxing: "..."

Kim Jong-ming: “…”

"I... am a little embarrassed." Deng Yongxing scratched his beard with some anxiety. "I feel a little bit like a show of awesomeness... No wonder I look so familiar. "Those Years" caused a sensation in the Taiwan Strait before. A few days ago, I also watched the pirated "Uncle" online... You just won the Best Actor in the Big Bell and exchanged shares with Bona..."

"What's this?" Kim Jong-ming took out his black-framed glasses and put them on. "Why care about these things when you are a friend of the slightest? Besides, I didn't want others to recognize them."

"I see."

"Does Director Deng have any ideas?" Kim Jong-ming chuckled. "I don't think you, a director, are just talking to me like this to chat with my secretary."

"To be honest," Deng Yongxing suddenly sat upright. "I'm going to make a movie, so I'm begging for alms everywhere! Since I met the God of Wealth, I can't help but say a few more words!"

"Can you beg for alms so righteous?" Jin Zhongming asked with a smile. "Isn't you going to beg for alms just now? "

"Of course." Deng Yongxing spread his hands. "What's wrong? Isn't it natural to want to make movies seriously and then use his own abilities to raise investments? As for whether you are pestering or fooling at the dinner table, you are talking about the mountains like this now, as long as people are willing to invest money, it doesn't matter. If you are doing business, the key is that I am not a liar. If I get the money, I will make movies, and it's not like I'll be taken away... Mr. Jin, this is my business card."

Kim Jong-ming laughed again: "Does the advertising directors in the Taiwan Strait behave like you?"

"No." Deng Yongxing shook his head indifferently. "I got from the Taiwan Strait to Shanghai, and my style was different from others."

"So that's it." Kim Jong-ming looked at the business card handed over by Chu Long. "Director Deng, from the business card, you should be a famous advertising director? The advertising director who has been involved in this position in Shanghai should not be short of money, right?"

"No shortage of money." Deng Yongxing shook his head. "At least, this movie is still something I personally do... But, if the risks can be reduced, why do you need to pay your own money?"

“It’s really your style…”

"The advertising directors all make money by kneeling down." Deng Yongxing shook his head again. "I have been used to it personally. But it is normal for Mr. Jin to feel that it is not suitable. Why? Are you still interested in reading my script now? Just in my bag, I still want to find you to make a fuss."

"Anyway, I have nothing to do." Jin Zhongming thought for a while, but finally chose to change seats with Chu Long and come to Deng Yongxing, and then read the script of the movie.

To be honest, he didn't feel like it at first sight. His previous statement of being acquainted was purely polite, and the reason for reading the script was as he said, "I have nothing to do anyway."... There was even a hint of it that made Chu Long hide inside him and stay away from this bad-looking bearded uncle.

In short, Kim Jong-ming has no feelings for this director who makes money by kneeling, and he has not even regarded the other person as a director. The hypocritical politeness on the surface is exactly the opposite of the hypocritical politeness after seeing Tsui Hark. The latter deliberately suppresses the feeling of respect in his heart. The former is purely not wanting to offend people for no reason. In fact, he despises this person's frivolous style.

After taking a look at the name of the script, this kind of contempt in my heart became even more serious than "Six Hundred Miles to Fuyang".

I haven't heard of it, watched it, and felt it. Could it be that it is about discrimination against Anhui people in Shanghai? In addition, it is difficult for Kim Jong-ming to associate the director who lives in Shanghai with the name of this script.

However, the flight distance from Shanghai to Beijing took only a little over two hours. When he got off the plane, Kim Jong-ming was already conquered by this director who was kneeling and making money.

"Many shortcomings." Jin Zhongming said with confidence. "The Anhui dialect in your script is too many mistakes, and if you want Qin Hailu to act, I think it is not artistic..."

"But if Qin Hailu didn't let her act, I wouldn't make money." Deng Yongxing was confident. "That would be better to go back to the beginning and make a documentary..."

Kim Jong-ming: “…”

"I want to make money." Deng Yongxing still said it with confidence. "Although it is not as good as the artistry of a celebrity, I can't lose money? I begged dozens of female stars, only Qin Hailu is willing to take on this drama. She also invested money. I have to serve others well!"

“How much difference?”

"It's only two million."

"Soft Girl Coin or US dollar?"

"...Soft Girl Coins...But if you give me US dollars, I will continue."

"What do you think?" Jin Zhongming glanced at the other party.

"Then forget it."

"The countryside will not return?" After thinking for a few seconds, Jin Zhongming shook his head with some self-deprecating self-deprecating. "Tomorrow morning, Director Deng will come to Bona and find Mr. Chen Yongxiong, I will ask him to give you two million."

"Don't you have to look for Mr. Jin?"

"I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you," Kim Jong-ming's answer was concise. "And, tomorrow I will attend the premiere of a movie that makes money while standing... I can't get away."

"Just have money... You are an investor, you have the final say." Deng Yongxing's mentality is still very good.
Chapter completed!