When Zhang Tan entered the room, he saw Xiaobai sitting on the sofa, shaking his feet, Qin Huifang squatted in front of her, peeling lychees for her, and talking to her.

He was very considerate in serving.

Zhang Tan sat aside and asked, "Is uncle not at home?"

Qin Huifang just peeled a lychee and sent it to Xiaobai's mouth. She said pity: "Xiaobai has lost weight~"

Then he answered Zhang Tan's words, "I've been busy with work, and he has no idea of ​​a day off."

I took another lychee and prepared to peel it for Xiaobai to eat.

Zhang Tan said, "Auntie doesn't need to do this. If Xiaobai wants to eat, he will be able to eat by himself. He is not a three-year-old child."

Qin Huifang seemed to have not heard it, and continued to talk to Xiaobai while peeling lychees.

Xiaobai looked up at Zhang Tan and grinned.

This little guy has lost weight. He has obviously weighed her down a few days ago and is very heavy. Now she has lived much better than before. She was locked in a rental house and ate some buns and noodles made in the morning. She is thin and black, with a pointed chin and eye sockets concave, like a wild child.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tan felt distressed, picked up a lychee and peeled it, and said, "I'll do it, auntie, you can go busy."

"I'll chat with Xiaobai." Qin Huifang said, just not leaving.

Zhang sighed: "It's time to make lunch."

Qin Huifang: "Let Xiaoxue do it."

"Xiaoxue's cooking is edible, but it's not very good. Can Xiaobai get used to it?"

Qin Huifang thought about it and got up to cook.

As soon as she left, Zhang Mingxue came in outside the door. Zhang Mingxue stood at the door, looking at Zhang Tan coldly, without saying a word, as if she was about to draw her sword.

"What kind of expression is this?" Zhang Tan felt a little guilty. She wouldn't have heard what she said just now?

Zhang Mingxue said angrily: "The food I cook is just edible? It's not delicious? It's not delicious. You ate three bowls that day!!! Three bowls are not gangs. Are you going to fight a tiger? Ah?"

Zhang sighed speechlessly and looked at Xiaobai. Xiaobai quickly cleared his relationship: "Look at what I live in. It's not that I'm talking, don't talk anything about me."

Zhang Tan was speechless and said to Zhang Mingxue, "You are wrong, I don't mean that, don't do this, sit quickly, and lychees will be given to you."

He brought all the basket of lychees on the coffee table to Zhang Mingxue. Xiaobai's little hand was about to grab one, but he grabbed it.

Zhang Tan said, "Let's give it to my aunt, we won't eat it."

Xiaobai knew the general idea and said, "Then the kid won't eat it."

Zhang Mingxue said angrily: "I bought this one."

Zhang sighed: "Ah, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look, help."

Escaped.

Seeing this, Xiaobai was slowing down a little, quickly jumped off the sofa, patted his little hand and said, "Xiao Yu didn't come? I'll go see him."

He said he went to see Wang Xiaoyu, but he went to the kitchen.

The lunch was made by Zhang Tan and Qin Huifang. Although Zhang Mingxue didn't have to cook, she was asked to entertain Xiaobai. She sat in the living room with Xiaobai and looked at each other speechlessly. Xiaobai was watching cartoons while eating lychees, and Zhang Mingxue played with her mobile phone, and she was just waiting for lunch.

Zhang Hui was complained by Qin Huifang when he didn't come back to have a meal.

She called Zhang Tan over today, actually mainly to see Xiaobai. Didn’t she come here last time? She said she was going to see her aunt off. Secondly, she really had something to tell Zhang Tan.

This matter is a bit complicated to say. When it comes to cultural propaganda, telling the story of China well should not only be well told in the mainland, but also in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. The first thing to be affected is Xiangjiang.

The current situation in Xiangjiang is to strengthen family and country education in all aspects in terms of politics, culture and education. For this reason, the government leads to strengthen exchanges in cultural publicity, including focusing on strengthening cooperation with TV stations in Xiangjiang in terms of film and television, that is, establishing channels to help these TV stations and film and television companies purchase some film and television copyrights in the mainland.

Pujiang is a frontier cultural center with a developed film and television industry. Last year, many hits emerged, so this work fell into the Propaganda Department of the Pujiang Municipal Party Committee, and Qin Huifang was in charge.

Zhang Tan's "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" was selected without surprise, and it was named by the TV station in Xiangjiang.

"In a few days, someone from the TV station over there will come to talk to you about copyright." Qin Huifang said.

Xiaobai seemed to understand it, but he was busy eating. She could never finish the food in her small bowl. The pile of Lao Gao was filled with food, and Qin Huifang kept picking up food for her.

"Too much chat, too much chat, so I'm going to keep chatting."

Xiaobai was powerless and full of frustration. After eating for so long and working so hard, he found that there seemed to be quite a lot of food in the small bowl. After eating a little longer, was she lonely?

Qin Huifang said: "Okay, I won't pick it up."

Zhang sighed and asked, "That means, is copyright free?"

Qin Huifang: "That's not what we mean. We are just making up for you and making connections. You can discuss the specific details yourself and handle them according to market rules."

Zhang Tan understood that this means that on the premise of completing the work, try to follow the market rules as much as possible, but in fact, you will still suffer a loss because the other party must negotiate this point, so you must try to lower the price as much as possible.

"Okay, I understand. I have something to ask for here."

Zhang Tan talked about "I'm Not a God of Medicine". While Qin Huifang sighed, she thought for a while before answering: "Your case is not universal. From the perspective of the movie, I suggest that you don't write it like this in the script, otherwise you may be attacked, saying that you can take advantage of the loopholes in the law, or even promote smuggling..."

Qin Huifang's words made Zhang Tan suddenly realize that after he went back, he changed the end of the script of "I Am Not a God of Medicine" and sent it to Zheng Youmin after writing it. Next, he should find investment and film and television companies for the drama.

But before that, the people from Xiangjiang TV came to me, which was exactly what Qin Huifang said.

The contact person is a staff member of the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department. He will participate in the whole process and be responsible for communication and liaison work.

"The other party will arrive in Pujiang tomorrow morning and want to meet you that afternoon. Mr. Zhang, can you see the time?" the staff asked on the phone.

Zhang Tan is in no way irresistible. In fact, the copyright of the TV series "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" is mainly in the hands of Pujiang TV Station. Zhang Tan has a part, but only a few, and most of them belong to the studio. So if Xiangjiang TV Station wants to introduce this drama, it should be a talk with Pujiang Film Studio. However, the other party not only wants to introduce this TV series, but also wants to purchase the adaptation rights of the novel in Xiangjiang and Southeast Asia. This copyright is in the hands of Zhang Tan, so he must talk to Zhang Tan. Pujiang Film Studio gave full rights to Zhang Tan to take the lead in taking responsibility.

"Do you have any requirements for the location?" the staff asked again.

Zhang Tan thought for a while and said, "Just go to the Four Seasons Hotel on West Chang'an Street, they can live there so that we can all be convenient."

The staff said: "Okay, then I will arrange it to the Four Seasons Hotel."

Zhang Tan said in confusion: "You have arranged it? Do you still have food and accommodation for them?"

Staff: "Haha, the department attaches great importance to it."

Zhang Tan didn't say anything else, and the staff finally told him to bring an English translator when the time comes.

"And foreigners?"

"The foreigners don't, but I heard that the person in charge who came here likes to speak English and may need to use translation, so it's better to bring it with you."

Zhang Tan didn't feel at ease about this, and the next day, he came to the Four Seasons Hotel, which is the hotel where Tan Jiner was, and Xin Xiaoguang was also accompanied by Xin.

"Brother, I don't understand these things very much~" Xin Xiaoguang was worried on the way to go.

Zhang Tan comforted, "You don't need to do anything, just follow me."

In short, Xin Xiaoguang is just to support the situation. If Zhang Tan goes alone, it will be no big problem. He will understand everything he should understand, but he seems to be weak and the negotiation momentum will be much weaker.

At the same time, Zhang Tan deeply realized that the talent power of film and television studios is too weak, and they only regret that there are few people when they are used.

For example, this time, I can only bring Xin Xiaoguang to fill the numbers.

Pujiang Film Studio sent legal, financial and public relations personnel to come over, but called more than ten minutes ago and said that their car had scratched someone else's car and was in a traffic jam. He could not come on time and was about to be more than ten minutes late.

When Zhang Tan and Xin Xiaoguang arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel, the staff of the Propaganda Department asked Ono's young man to wait at the door. When they saw them arrive, they met and said, "They and four of them have arrived. I'll take you there."

Zhang Tan looked at him and smiled, "You will be there when you talk about things later, right? Ono."

Ono said: "The main thing is that you both sides talk. I won't be there. If you need it, you can call me at any time. I'll wait outside the door."

Zhang sighed and said, "It's so bad that you can wait outside the door. They are all your own people. When you come in and sit with us when you talk about things."

Ono was very moved when he heard this and felt that Mr. Zhang was considerate, so famous, and had such a strong background relationship, but he had no airs.

Xin Xiaoguang's eyes were strange. He could hear that Boss Zhang was not approachable. It was obviously a way to strengthen the people and bring government staff into his team to make up the numbers.

"Is this the translator?" Ono smiled and met Xin Xiaoguang.

Xin Xiaoguang didn’t know how he became a translator. He only knew a few words of Japanese and English only knew how       you      do.

"He is a legal officer." Zhang Tan introduced.

Xin Xiaoguang suddenly felt a little painful in his teeth. He was a legal person and he was a legal person. He didn't understand the law at all. He only knew that he could not break the law.

"Is that Xiaoguang? What's wrong with your teeth?"

Xin Xiaoguang: "Haha, it's okay, my gums are a little inflamed."

Zhang sighed: "It's okay, just bear with it and you'll pass. Let's go, I'm going to bother you today."

Ono followed him and reminded again: "Mr. Zhang, the translation is still missing."

Zhang Tan said, "Don't you say there is no foreigner? Why do you need to translate?"

Ono smiled bitterly, thinking that didn’t you say it last time!

"The person in charge of their side speaks English and cannot speak Chinese."
Chapter completed!