Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 627 - 330 The Frenzy at Thirty_2

Chapter 627: Chapter 330: The Frenzy at Thirty_2 Chapter 627 -330: The Frenzy at Thirty_2 Beijing’s Spring Festival Gala is basically about selecting people, and even to some extent, choosing based on zodiac signs.

Xu Qingyan took Lin Wanzhou to pay a visit to He Guojin’s home, and within a few days, it was settled.

Xu Qingyan’s year-long efforts were not in vain.

At the company, Zhou Mian received a phone call and hurried to the office.

He also called Xu Qingyan on the way, and after waiting for dozens of seconds, the call finally went through.

“Director Xu, someone has tampered with our film scheduling.”

Zhou Mian struggled to keep calm, but his anxious tone betrayed him.

“Crazy Stone” was Tianguang Film and Television’s first movie, and its importance was immense!

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Moreover, “Crazy Stone” only cost four to five million in investment, and it recouped all the costs in just two or three days, earning seven million in just a week.

This was simply a money-printing machine, no, it was more like a small bank!

He had heard similar statements before: someone made several hundred million from a film.

Back then, when he was dirt poor, making tens of thousands a month, it didn’t even faze him.

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He had no concept of what a ‘small goal’ was.

Originally, buying a house costing several million was just taking money from his parents; the numbers didn’t make him feel anything.

But now, he was managing the company…

though it couldn’t really be counted as managing.

It was more like overseeing, and he had a tangible concept of money, tens of thousands at a time.

“Crazy Stone” earning seven million in one week made him feel like he was soaring.

Movies indeed were a highly lucrative business, and when he learned someone had manipulated things, he was instantly incensed.

It wasn’t just Zhou Mian; the entire “Crazy Stone” project team was enraged.

The movie’s box office revenue was directly tied to their bonuses–blocking someone’s income was like killing their parents.

On the other end of the phone, Xu Qingyan put down his mobile phone.

“What’s wrong?” Pei Muchan asked curiously from across the table.

“Nothing much, just a little issue,” Xu Qingyan said nonchalantly, “Someone’s influencing the movie screening schedule, putting pressure on the theaters.”

“Huh?

That’s not a big deal?” Pei Muchan was stunned for a few seconds, “Haven’t you been busy with the film for over two months?

Then what counts as a big deal?”

Xu Qingyan didn’t even lift his head, “I’m thinking about what gifts to bring to Shanxi, and if they will fit in the trunk.

Should I buy a bigger car?”

Hearing this, Pei Muchan felt a warmth in her heart.

Even though she knew that his words might not be completely true, she was still very happy.

Having this attitude was enough, and she remained joyous.

“There’s no need for that, your words make it sound like…

you know.”

“Almost like that, after all, it’s the first meeting,” Xu Qingyan rubbed the back of his neck for a while, frowning, “I don’t know what to do if the gifts aren’t enough.”

“Just…

buy something casually, as long as you’ve bought something,” Pei Muchan wasn’t short on money, and really hadn’t thought about what gifts to buy, “I’ll think about it, you do your thing.”

“It’s not that busy, there’s a small hiccup with the movie, but we’ve already made money,” Xu Qingyan explained, “Let’s continue choosing gifts, where did we leave off?”

In the middle of the night, Xu Qingyan climbed out of bed, shirtless, and walked into the kitchen.

He groped in the dark to close the kitchen door firmly, then cracked open a small slit in the window of Pei Muchan’s family kitchen.

A cold wind blew in, Xu Qingyan’s face showing no expression.

“Hello, is this Mr.

Xu?” A middle-aged man’s voice came from the other end, not strong or intense, but exceptionally steady, “I’m Guo Zinian from Jinsheng.”

“President Guo, calling so late…” Xu Qingyan wasn’t one for flowery language, straightforwardly talking about planning to make another movie, and revealing the investment cost of “Crazy Stone.”

Making money, no matter how you slice it, isn’t embarrassing.

Guo Zinian is the boss of Jinsheng, a man in his mid-years focused on well-being, sleeping in separate rooms from his wife.

He would never have expected that the owner of a newly rising small film company would give him a call.

Especially not after nighttime activities, while Pei Muchan was asleep, running to the kitchen to open the window, bare-chested and making a call—it was only missing a cigarette to complete the picture.

There was no nonsense throughout the call, no requests for increased screenings.

He only told the other party that he had no interest in conflict; schedule the movie if it can be scheduled, the rest of the market would take care of itself.

But Jinsheng’s boss Guo Zinian also caught some implications; the next movie would not be any worse than this one.

It was fine to not give screenings now, but for the next step, they would look for another distribution company.

Swinging a call in the middle of the night, it wasn’t particularly polite, nor was it outright offensive.

But it didn’t show much respect either, implying that the person on the other end was also one to hold grudges.

After hanging up the phone, Guo Zinian sat on the edge of the bed, furrowing his brows for a long time.

His phone lay beside him, its screen still lit up, but there really was no need for him to give Xu Qingyan any face.

A mere nobody, just a nobody!

Three minutes later, muffled footsteps were heard from the bedroom.

Guo Zinian pushed open the villa study room’s door, turned on the lights, and booted up the computer to glance at the materials related to Sky Light Film and Television.

A company that just popped up at the beginning of this year, registered exactly one year ago, with four hit sitcoms.

In the music segment, a smash-hit album.

And now there’s a comedy movie that is wildly popular, with more to come! They’re raking in money.

Compared to Guo Zinian, that’s nothing; a few million is no big deal.

Speaking of potential! To be honest, Guo Zinian wanted to find someone to crush Sky Light Film and Television.

But after all, he’s not the one making movies; he makes money by distributing them.

There’s no advantage for him to suppress Sky Light Film and Television, Xu Qingyan is too young.

To get to this stage in one year, it seems he’s nearly reached a small goal.

It’s a well-known fact that money comes fast in the entertainment industry.

A top-tier leading actress takes on one film and could directly pocket a small goal worth of earnings.

Even other first-tier and second-tier stars don’t earn any less when making movies.

Fans and movie buffs make offerings, supporting these people, but now a dark horse has charged in, snatching the meat from their mouths.

At the moment, they’re not used to it, but perhaps they will be in the future.

The lights in the study stayed on until midnight before Guo Zinian finally struggled to make a decision.

Increase the screening slots!

The entertainment industry is not fair, but there is fairness in the face of absolute strength.

There’s nothing else to it; Crazy Stone cost so little to make, yet the box office earnings are so high.

Sky Light Film and Television can make one hit, they could also make a second.

Four consecutive sitcom hits, without solid capability it’s impossible to pull off.

More importantly, Guo Zinian didn’t believe that Xu Qingyan had no one behind him.

These days it’s not just about talent; after all, talent isn’t something that you can just produce en masse.

Good scripts don’t just roll in, ready to be filmed without a hitch.

To shoot and pass the censoring is no simple task.

The speed of filming and clearing the censors feels bizarre, as if someone has pulled strings in their sleep.

But there’s never been any talk about Xu Qingyan being the son of someone famous in the film industry, just an upstart from a Love Reality Show.

Even if there are connections through underhand means, could they really be so deep, as if he’s slept his way through…

how many kidneys does he have?

In any case, for Guo Zinian, who had already been paying attention to Sky Light Film and Television, Xu Qingyan was someone with backers, nurturing a few scriptwriting teams.

Dressed up as a rookie, but in fact, with a driving force behind him.

Xiao Deng.

It’s unclear where his connections are, but even movie queen Luo Yuexiu came to boost him.

Could it be Hong Kong Island?

The support behind Luo Yuexiu comes from connections on Hong Kong Island, but the exact nature of their relationship is unknown.

Guo Zinian thought about it all night but didn’t come to any conclusion.

…..

Xu Qingyan slept until dawn and went to work as usual.

He sent the last piece of sheet music via email to Jiang Ling; her tone had been somewhat melancholic recently.

In this regard, Xu Qingyan also felt some guilt.

Jiang Ling, originally with a good disposition, had been forced to terminate her contract and join him.

But because of various issues, even after a year, he hadn’t managed to push her career very high.

She was famous now, but still some distance away from the vision he had painted for her.

Fortunately, Jiang Ling was considerate.

Every time there was a delay due to other matters, she would say it was alright and that Xu Qingyan should first deal with the urgent affairs; the sheet music was not in a hurry.

Thus, as the year came to a close, Xu Qingyan finally managed to put together an album for her.

“Sorry, I initially promised to give you all the sheet music last month,” Xu Qingyan gave her a call, “I’ve been too occupied with movie stuff, sorry that I couldn’t get around to it.”

“It’s alright, boss, the movie stuff is more important,” Jiang Ling said sweetly, and it was hard to imagine such a voice coming from a shameless thirty-year-old woman.

“I’ve got plenty of time to wait, just having you remember me is enough.”