Ding Peng saw Feng Jun’s idea, so he said without waiting for him to ask, “Of course, there are many excellent directors in China, but I think they are not on the same level as you. I have also watched the movies you directed before, and they are very good at being able to show off even if you go international. In other words, you are a director born for a bigger stage.”

When Feng Jun heard Ding Peng's words, he trembled inexplicably.

He was a little surprised at this moment, the director who was born for a bigger stage?

What is a bigger stage?

He looked at Ding Peng in confusion and said, "Mr. Ding, can you make it clear?"

"It's very simple. The entertainment industry in China is no longer enough for you to perform. You need to go out of Asia and the world, and the international stage is where you should go."

"National International Stage?"

Feng Jun suddenly felt a little dry and did not clink with Ding Peng. He picked up a glass of wine on the table and poured it down. It was a 2 tael.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth and said, "Mr. Ding, are you kidding?"

When he asked this, Ming Lun next to him also looked at Ding Peng with disbelief. He thought Ding Peng asked Feng Jun to direct some ordinary movies, but he didn't expect that he would direct international movies. You must know that Chinese movies have a not very high status in the international field. We feel very good about many movies, but when we sent them to international film festivals, they gained little, and most of the time they were wiped out.

Fanxing Entertainment did indeed use film and television as its main business in the past, and relatively speaking, this area is relatively mature, but even if it is mature, it is far from reaching the international level. Does Mr. Ding's first movie go to the world?

Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?

Ding Peng looked at Feng Jun happily and said, "Do you think I would joke about such things? And if I say something bad, Director Feng should not be angry. You can only have a way out when you go to the international stage now. Do you think there is still someone in China who dares to cooperate with you?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Jun's eyes dimmed.

Ding Peng is right. His reputation in China is already so bad. He has tried to make a comeback, but there is no hope at all and no one is willing to use it.

But if you go international, there may be a way out.

"Mr. Ding, do you have the resources?" Feng Jun asked cautiously.

Minglun interrupted at this time, "Mr. Ding is the major shareholder of our Fanxing Entertainment. Our Fanxing Entertainment's main business is the direction of film and television dramas."

"How is it? Are you interested in helping me with things?" Ding Peng asked.

Feng Jun didn't say anything, he was very excited, but he suddenly lost confidence.

You should know that the international market is different from the domestic market. Directors who can make a fortune in the international market are definitely talented people. He feels that he is still a little ineligible.

"Mr. Ding, I'm afraid I'll mess it up for you. And if you want to make a movie that is well received by international audiences, it's impossible to achieve without a good script."

"Don't worry, I'll write the script myself."

"Ah? You're writing the script?"

"What? Do you think I don't look like a script writer? Don't forget that I just won the Nobel Prize in Literature. I can win that thing. Do you think scripts are more difficult than writing novels? Judging from your unconfident look, I will give you some encouragement. If I write scripts, you are the director, and our goal is Oska!"

"What?!"

Feng Jun could not sit still at this moment.

He didn't expect that Ding Peng's ambition was so great that he not only wanted to enter the international market, but also targeted the Oscars. You must know that it was the highest award in the film industry, just like the Nobel Prize in the literary world.

Ming Lun next to him was also scared, and couldn't help swallowing, looking at Ding Peng with disbelief.

“Oska Award!”

Ding Peng emphasized again.

Feng Jun sat down again with a little trembling body. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became much faster.

"Mr. Ding, you have to know what level of Oska Award is, it cannot be won by just a casual movie."

"I know, so I'll let you come."

"It's not that I'm not confident, I really don't have that ability. My level may be considered top-notch at home, and it's probably at most a mid-level international level."

"That depends on who you work with. I have a good script. I will be the director of the first movie myself. If you are the deputy director, learn it first, and then do it the way I do it. I can guarantee that you will definitely be an Oska-level director in the future."

"You are the director of the first part?"

“Yes, are you interested?”

Feng Jun didn't say anything, but he could tell that his heart was already moving.

"You have two choices, go international with me, or eat and wait for death at home." Ding Peng said again.

Feng Jun stared at Ding Peng for a while and said, "How do I want to cooperate with you?"

"Sign the contract, you are the one from our Fanxing Entertainment after signing the contract."

"Sign the contract?"

"yes."

"good."

Feng Jun just hesitated for a moment and agreed. He knew that after signing the contract, he would be a member of Fanxing Entertainment, so he finally had hope.

Seeing that Feng Jun agreed, Ding Peng winked at Minglun.

Minglun hurriedly took out two contracts from the bag beside him and handed them to Feng Jun. They were all prepared in advance.

"Look at the content, sign it if you have no objection." Minglun said.

Feng Jun took the contract and started to look at it seriously, but just looked at it and jumped up.

"Is this a contract?"

Feng Jun is about to explode because this contract is simply a black contract.

For example, one is that he cannot get a commission from a movie. No matter how good the film and television drama is, no matter how long the film and television drama is filmed, he only has a basic salary of 50,000 yuan, and he needs less than one other piece of money. And if he makes a movie, there is no movie.

You should know that when he was filming movies, he either gave a fixed pay in advance, at least one million, or he would share the box office, and at least ten percent. He would even share the box office after giving a fixed pay. After a movie, he earned at least several million, and usually more than ten million.

Ding Peng's condition is simply shit now, so he is just a beggar.

Another thing is that every film and television drama company will arrange actors, and he has no right to object.

If a director can't even decide on an actor, then the director will be completely finished.

Another thing is that he cannot change the script without authorization, and he cannot change a word because he does not have the right to do so.

The last thing that drove him crazy the most was that this contract was signed for ten years!

In other words, in the past ten years, he only earned fame from Fanxing Entertainment, but he could not make money. Not only that, he also had to work for Ding Peng as a cattle and a horse.

This is not a contract?

This is a blood-sucking talisman!

Feng Jun's lungs were about to burst into anger. He threw the contract hard on the table, without saying a word, picked up his clothes and left.

Ding Peng looked at him with a smile on his face throughout the whole process.

When Feng Jun was about to grab the door handle of the private room with his hand, Ding Peng said, "You have thought about it. From here, you can only go back to the past confused days. After signing this contract, you only need to endure for ten years to make a comeback. And I promise that you can win at least five Oska Best Director Awards in these ten years."

Ga!!

Hearing Ding Peng's words, Feng Gang's hand stopped directly on the handle and did not open the door.

He looked back at Ding Peng with a complicated look.

“How can I trust you?

"I didn't make you believe me. I just wanted you to work hard with me. You know, I am a very talented person. It's only been more than a year since I entered the entertainment industry. Now you have seen my achievements. Do you think ordinary people can achieve such achievements as me? I see that you are a talented person like me, so I don't want to see you live like this, so I specially give you a chance."

"You are merciful to me?"

"Are you worth pity for those broken things you did? I just don't want a bright star in the entertainment industry to suddenly fall."

""

Feng Jun stood at the door and stopped moving. He did not open the door and went out, nor came back. It was obvious that this guy was fighting against heaven and man in his heart.

After a long time, Feng Jun slowly came back and sat in his seat, staring at the blood-sucking talisman on the table, and said, "Do you have a pen?"

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Chapter completed!