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Chapter 26 Asking for help is like swallowing a three-footed sword

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“The theater schedule is fully booked in September.”

"If there are no theaters, theaters are willing to schedule films for "The Butcher on a Rainy Night."

"We have to postpone the release!"

Wow!

Just as my heart was soaring, my heart immediately felt cold.

It's always September when we are dumbfounded, and the news is a sorrow that makes us cry. The wilted weeping willows in late autumn knock on our heads.

Wu Xiaozu pursed his lips and said nothing, while the others were confused and looked at each other.

"The three major theaters are not good enough, what about the other seven or eight small theaters?" Feicheng refused to give up and looked at Jiang Jiahua expectantly.

As we all know, there are three major theater chains in Hong Kong: Debau, Golden Harvest, and Golden Princess. Even if the three major theater chains don't have a chance, there are many other theaters. What's great about the three major theater chains is that their distribution channels include the entire Southeast Asia, Japan, South Korea, Bay Area, Europe and the United States.

In addition to them, there are also some theater chains and theaters in the mainland.

For example, this year's "Shaolin Temple" IP extension film "Northern and Southern Shaolin" was produced by Metropolis Pictures, a subsidiary of Shaw Brothers, and distributed by Yindu Agency.

The box office in Hong Kong is still as high as over 20 million, which shows the strength of local promotion?

At the moment, many small companies in Hong Kong, in addition to relying on the three major theater chains for distribution, will also sell their films to various scattered theaters. This is how everyone plays the game.

But Jiang Jiahua's silence made everyone's hearts instantly hit rock bottom.

"It's the off-peak season in September. Is there any theater willing to open the show?" Liang Gaohui asked doubtfully.

"Jiahe, Golden Princess and Debao give priority to screening their satellite company's works. They don't have much resources left for outsiders. In addition, the summer season in August is too hot, so small companies all avoid them. They rushed to the September stage to release them.

Competition in the market is fierce now. I found some friends but they couldn't do anything," Jiang Jiahua sighed.

The Hong Kong film industry itself is developing abnormally. Small companies mostly seek distribution after filming. After all, the film market is very hot at the moment, so there is no need to worry about not having a chance to release it.

But who would have thought that the three major majors would not even leave a mouthful of soup for them this summer? Various sequels have been released one after another! In the end, there was also a "A Better Tomorrow" kill!

Even Jiahe’s zombie movies have failed! These small companies can only wait for the three major companies to share their food with them. Come September, there will be a frantic rush to upgrade...

"I'll sit down by myself."

Wu Xiaozu remained silent. When he saw the concerned eyes of everyone, he raised his hand to show that he was fine.

Jiang Jiahua opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Liang Gaohui shook his head at her, and the group of people walked out of the viewing room. Only Wu Xiaozu was left sitting on a chair, staring at the black screen in front of him.

"put off…"

Wu Xiaozu shook his head. It cannot be postponed. Once the release is postponed, the film's release is destined to be far away. All the hard work and money will be wasted.

Therefore, there is only one way for Wu Xiaozu - to release the film!

"No choice."

Wu Xiaozu moistened his chapped lips and laughed at himself, "I hate having no choice."

He stood up and dusted off the cigarette ashes on his pants casually. When he stared, he saw an obvious perm hole appeared on his pants, which was particularly unexpected. Obviously, he was not as calm as he appeared.



Dragon City Ice Room.

"Brother Zu!"

Feicheng, Luo Dong and others stood up and looked worriedly at Wu Xiaozu who walked out of the door, only to find that the boss actually had a smile on his face.

In the past two days, in order to arrange the film, Wu Xiaozu personally went to battle, lobbying one theater after another, just to get the film to be released.

At first, they wanted to get a schedule commitment, but as they became more and more disappointed, they set their goal at "midnight screenings", test screenings, and spot screenings. They just wanted to give "The Butcher on a Rainy Night" a chance to be previewed.

!

"Sorry, the schedule is very full right now." The theater manager apologized and postponed Wu Xiaozu's request.

“No schedule!”

"Sorry, no need!"

"I don't have time! Go check it out somewhere else!"

"Test screening? Sorry."

"Go find someone else! Fight on the street——"

For three days, Wu Xiaozu and the four of them ran around the streets of Hong Kong Island holding the cooperation agreement.

They sweated all over their clothes and drew maps. In three days, the four of them heard more rejections than in their entire lives. There were many different ways of rejection.

The four people really felt what it means to "chew ice in the cold winter and swallow fire in the summer." The ice chilled the heart and the fireball burned the throat.

After three days, the throats of the three of them were swollen to the point of pain as if they were being pricked by needles. They had dry mouths and tongues, and most of them were anxious to get angry.

Wu Xiaozu considers himself a smart person. He believes that he has more than 30 years of experience and vision, and he will naturally be like a fish in water on Hong Kong Island.

He looked at the problem with the idea of ​​beating the game and collecting female stars, but the reality of the release of the first movie slapped him hard on the left cheek and the right cheek.

After he was released from prison, he summoned Liang Gaohui as usual. His inappropriate teasing with actresses all came from his restless heart. He wanted to play with the world, but was played by reality first.

The three of them accompanied Wu Xiaozu to ask for help, but made no progress at all.

As soon as he came back tonight, Wu Xiaozu entered the room and stayed behind closed doors. This made the three of them worried. When they saw him coming out, they all stood up.

“How about hot pot for a late night snack?”

Wu Xiaozu smiled at the surprised expressions of the three people, and couldn't help frowning and asking, "What? You don't want to eat?"

"Boss, everyone has no appetite. If the show can't be staged, who can eat it?" Feicheng shouted with a sad face.

"I believe you when you say you are running for Hong Kong governor, but you say you have no appetite..." Before Wu Xiaozu could finish speaking, the stomachs of the three of them all rumbled, and they couldn't help but laugh and pointed at Feicheng, "Hey, you said it

, You say you don’t want it, but your body can’t deceive you. Just avoid people..."



The same people, the same Causeway Bay, the same Chaoshan hot pot, but the mood is different.

The bone soup in the hot pot is constantly boiling, just like my mood at the moment.

"Do you know why Chaoshan hot pot is so popular in this street?" Wu Xiaozu asked while chewing meat.

"It tastes great." Feicheng wiped his sweat with a hand towel. Seeing Wu Xiaozu's noncommittal, he grinned and said, "It can't be because the boss here is pretty, right?"

Wu Xiaozu smiled and pointed to the plaque not far away, "Because the name is famous enough." He paused and then said, "Do you know why no one is willing to arrange a film for us?"

The three of them were startled. Feicheng stared at the sign and asked tentatively, "We are not famous?"

Wu Xiaozu smiled slightly and continued eating meat.

Su Liyao was thoughtful and whispered, "Boss, do you want me to call Uncle Hua again..."

"Don't you want to sleep, old man?"

Wu Xiaozu waved his hand and said earnestly, "Business is not just a good boy's play, and things like moving house won't work. Also, do you think Uncle Hua's face is more important, or money's face?"

"Uncle Hua..." After Feicheng finished speaking without conscience, he saw the three of them looking at him and spreading their hands in distress, "Can you please stop looking at me like an idiot? I'm just afraid that everyone will be too depressed and tell a joke.

For you guys……"

"Go to the street. Do you think everyone is as crazy as you?" Luo Dong scolded, "Telling a joke? Eat shit!"

"Fuck!" Feicheng raised his middle finger.

"There are dilemmas in the world." Wu Xiaozu put down his chopsticks and pointed to the sky, "It's hard to climb to the sky, and it's even harder to ask for help." He looked around and said with a smile, "Uncle Hua's face can't support us, so we should let him worship Jesus in peace and run for office.

The top ten young people in Hong Kong are fine. We can take care of our own affairs."

"Boss!"

Luo Dong put down his chopsticks, looked straight in the eyes, and said excitedly, "Why don't I go ask my brothers to set up gantry for those theater owners, I don't believe they won't agree. If they still say there is no schedule, then I will really praise them for their sharpness. I will praise them every day.

They play!"

Da da da.

Wu Xiaozu tapped his fingers on the wooden table, not responding to Luo Dong's words.

Luo Dong's excited expression also calmed down, and he understood the big boss's thoughts. He no longer mentioned the club's methods. He only said this because he was anxious.

During this period, the boss was released from prison, the police came to visit, and the society came to visit, which made him feel unhappy. The situation was stronger than the people, and he also agreed with the boss.

The big boss spent money to start filming the movie, which made him obsessed with filming. Watching the finished film and seeing the role he played in the movie, he also felt very accomplished. But just when he was most excited, he was hit hard.

A bucket of cold water was poured on him. The comparison between expectations and reality made Luo Dong annoyed and angry. But Wu Xiaozu's attitude also made him calm down and understand what the boss's bottom line was.

"Boss..." Luo Dong hesitated.

Wu Xiaozu stretched out his hand to suppress his words and smiled, "I understand. I went to the Hong Kong Island Theater Industry and Commerce Association a few days ago. The president is Jiang Zuyi. All theaters in Hong Kong are in this association."

Wu Xiaozu distributed the cigarettes to the three of them, leaned over and asked Su Liyao to help light the cigarettes, then blew out the smoke and said, "Tomorrow, let's find out about Boss Jiang's background."

"good!"

"Boss An Xin, I will scrape out all the information about three generations of his family's ancestors and give it to you." Feicheng promised, patting his chest.

The three of them were in high spirits. They were afraid that there was nothing they could do. Any chance they had, they would try their best to seize it. When Wu Xiaozu came out of Kwun Tong, he had to risk his life every time he stood up.

What young and Dangerous boys lack most is not hard work, but opportunities. As long as they see an opportunity, they will fight for it even if they risk their lives.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle!

At heart, Wu Xiaozu considers himself a pragmatist. Making movies is to make money. If he can't make money now, he won't accept it!

This kind of people often come out as bastards. And creatures like bastards will often choose to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, and they will not give up even if there is a slight chance.

In mixed societies, what matters is courage. If you are bold, you will conquer the world.
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