Chapter 1333: Lead Time

Humans are the best animals at finding excuses and reasons, just like during the Spring Festival, when they clearly can't be bothered to send blessings to others, they call it not disturbing them. When they clearly send mass messages half-heartedly, they claim they are sending the same blessing to everyone.

It's like when people are tipsy, they crave communication the most. You're vague, and they're vague too, words circling around from one mouth to another's ear until the wine wears off and dawn breaks.

Zhao Fusheng and Ye Jing were both smart people, knowing what the other wanted to express, so often they didn't need to state their thoughts too explicitly.

Ye Jing's idea was simple: the script "My Chief and My Regiment" was good, of decent quality, and even the screenwriter Lan Xiaolong's previous collaboration with Future Films on "Soldiers Sortie" had achieved great success, making several actors famous.

But the problem was that if this drama were produced now, it would definitely lose money.

So Ye Jing glanced at Zhao Fusheng and said, "My idea is that we buy the script first and shoot it a few years later."

Zhao Fusheng was startled, looking at Ye Jing with some surprise, and inwardly admired the guy's keen sense.

He had to admit that there was a reason this guy became one of the few big shots in the Beijing circle in his past life; at the very least, his judgment was impressive.

Smiling, Zhao Fusheng nodded to Ye Jing: "We definitely have to buy the script. My idea is that we buy it and leave it for a few years."

Not to mention anything else, when the era of ridiculous anti-Japanese dramas prevails in a few years, producing this drama would definitely attract a large audience, Zhao Fusheng thought.

But the problem was that by then, many actors in this drama would have already become famous.

This was a very realistic issue. Most of these people were still newcomers now, the kind who obediently did whatever their agents said. Once they became famous, they might not be so compliant.

This was a common situation among celebrities. When shooting "Beijing Love Story" in his past life, whether it was Li Shitou, Director Chen, or even Zhang the Best Actor, they were all unremarkable among young actors. But after "Beijing Love Story" became a hit, they all became famous and immediately fell out, never cooperating again.

Not to mention the plagiarism lawsuits surrounding Director Chen's scripts, his character was indeed not great.

Of course, in the matter of Baoqiang, he was quite a good friend, because not everyone would be the first to stand up and support a friend in trouble, and even transfer money.

Zhao Fusheng could only say that you can't judge a person by appearances. Some people might be covered in tattoos but are good kids who help the elderly cross the street; others might seem like gentle and refined uncles but are actually devils who send you to jail after a romance.

Of course, there are also people who have been in the same group for twenty years without knowing their partner is a drug addict.

Why?

Why is that?

Why on earth is that?

Heh...

Whether you believe it or not, I believe it.

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"Find Lan Xiaolong."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Ye Jing seriously.

Ye Jing was taken aback: "You want to talk to him?"

Obviously, in his view, he was just a screenwriter. Even if "Soldiers Sortie" had made him popular for a while, it didn't warrant Zhao Fusheng, the chairman of Future Group, personally negotiating the script with him.

At most, he, Ye Jing, would negotiate with Lan Xiaolong, which was already giving him enough face.

That was the confidence of a big shot in the Beijing circle.

Ye Jing had already been quite famous in the entertainment circle before, and the capital's entertainment circle gave him some face. As he became the general manager of Future Films, with a big tree to lean on, wielding connections in one hand and money in the other, he had become a giant in the capital's entertainment circle, not inferior to the Wang brothers.

Of course, he couldn't compare to big shots like Third Master Han, but Ye Jing was confident that as Future Group expanded and Zhao Fusheng continued to develop, he would eventually become a boss who could command the entertainment circle.

"Yeah, I'll talk to him." Zhao Fusheng nodded to Ye Jing: "This script is good. I'll discuss with him how to ensure the drama can be produced while still being accepted by the market."

This was a very important issue. In his past life, Zhao Fusheng remembered reading an article that evaluated a batch of movies and TV dramas that were "born at the wrong time," including "My Chief and My Regiment."

Although later evaluations were mixed, it had to be admitted that if this drama hadn't aired around 2009 but had been delayed a few years, it could have become a hit.

The script was solid, the actors' performances were good, the director's skill was online, and with the developed information media on the internet at that time, people had some attention to the deeds of the Expeditionary Force, so it wouldn't have been as miserable as originally.

"Alright then."

Ye Jing had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Zhao Fusheng was the boss, he knew that well. Moreover, Ye Jing also understood that although he might be better than Zhao Fusheng in directing, when it came to understanding the content of a script, he was far behind Zhao Fusheng.

There is an order to learning, and specialization in skills.

Zhao Fusheng's previous achievements proved that he was indeed very talented in writing scripts.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng himself wasn't sure. He wasn't a professional screenwriter. The reason he could write so many scripts before was due to his foreknowledge in his mind. After being reborn, the TV shows and movies he had seen before seemed to have a projector in his mind, always clearly浮现.

But the problem was that Zhao Fusheng wasn't a librarian or a computer. He only remembered the works he had seen. For those he only knew the names of but hadn't watched, he had no idea how to shoot them.

And "My Chief and My Regiment" happened to be a TV drama that Zhao Fusheng knew the name of, had watched a few episodes, but wasn't familiar with the specific content.

This was damn awkward.

It was for this reason that Zhao Fusheng planned to find Lan Xiaolong, the original author, and talk to him to see if they could come up with a good solution.

Zhao Fusheng would never do something like entering a treasure mountain and leaving empty-handed. Since he had discovered this good work, he would always think of getting some benefit from it.

Ideals are certainly important, but interests cannot be abandoned either. Zhao Fusheng firmly believed in this.