kvmb Chapter 288 You're quite the airs!
Chapter 288 You're quite the airs!
"Ah Le, these bastards have gone too far!"
Zhang Zihao whispered to Chen Le, "It's obvious they came prepared! They're deliberately stalling for time to embarrass us!"
"Indeed."
Chen Le nodded, his brows furrowed.
Even though the current situation is very unfavorable for them, they cannot give up so easily.
He had to find a way to let as many people as possible know about their work within the limited time!
A determined glint flashed in Chen Le's eyes as he quickly began to devise a countermeasure in his mind.
This film and television night is an important free publicity opportunity for them!
He absolutely cannot let it go to waste like this!
And just then.
Jin Zhipeng has finally finished his introduction.
I've almost worn my lips out; I'm practically speechless now.
Even the host started to urge them on impatiently before finally leading screenwriter Zhou off the stage.
The Hu brothers were also with them.
As they passed by Chen Le, both Jin Zhipeng and Zhou Tong revealed mocking expressions.
Jin Zhipeng approached Chen Le with a smile, blocking his way to the stage.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Chen, we've delayed your movie promotion!"
"But it doesn't seem like much. I heard your movies are all low-budget productions, and a few minutes of promotion is enough to break even. Riding on our remaining popularity is enough!"
"Hahaha, keep up the good work! You're not in our competition this time, but try to catch my eye next time!"
Jin Zhipeng patted Chen Le on the shoulder, adopting the demeanor of a senior, completely forgetting the beating he had received earlier.
At this moment, Zhang Zihao had already raised his fist and swung it at the other party.
It was filled with a threatening atmosphere.
Jin Zhipeng was startled. Although he was angry, he knew that this was not the right time to take action.
Only then did he angrily pull Zhou Tong away.
Just then, Cheung Chi-ho, representing Chan Lok, took to the stage and began announcing the movie!
Zhang Zihao walked steadily onto the stage and then politely bowed to the audience.
With a smile, he began to introduce their film.
Good evening, everyone. Our movie is called "Summer is Too Annoying"!
"This is a period comedy film set in a new era!"
"After being reborn, the protagonist uses wisdom and humor to cope with various challenges in life, providing endless fun and sure to bring more laughter and emotion to everyone!"
However, no sooner had Zhang Zihao finished speaking than a reporter eagerly asked a question.
"Mr. Zhang, isn't your movie... released a bit too suddenly?"
"What I mean is, why didn't the film industry receive any prior warning?"
Another reporter stood up and asked, "Exactly! All the major companies are investing heavily in making blockbusters for this holiday season and promoting them extensively. Why is it only now that news about your company's movie is coming out?"
"Could it be that your company deliberately saved this free promotion for tonight's film gala in order to save on advertising costs?"
Another reporter then posed a tricky question: "If it's to save money, then I'm very curious, how much did your film actually cost?"
Faced with these pointed questions, Zhang Zihao maintained a calm and composed expression, and answered very sincerely: "The investment in our film was only a few thousand yuan."
1000
It might cost tens of thousands, but we can guarantee the quality of the film!
"Moreover, we never thought about competing with anyone for box office revenue. We put our heart into making the film, just for word-of-mouth."
When everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment, upon hearing that their film had only been invested in...
1000
The crowd erupted in laughter.
what!
Only ten million?!
That's not even a fraction of what other film companies make!
Compare it to what?
The reporters shook their heads, clearly not optimistic about such a low-budget film.
The CEOs of the three major film and television groups, who were sitting in the top seats in the front row, all shook their heads.
To them, the movies that Zhang Zihao and his team invested in were like amateur productions, utterly unworthy of serious consideration.
The celebrities below began to whisper among themselves, their words filled with sarcasm.
"What a terrible movie! The budget isn't even enough to cover my salary."
"Exactly, you think you can make a good movie with such a small budget? That's a joke."
"It seems they don't have much confidence in their film, otherwise why would they tell the truth about everything?"
Even some relatively unknown celebrities were discussing the film with disdain, clearly not taking it seriously.
Zhang Zihao stood on the stage, listening to the discussions below, but his expression remained unchanged.
Even though he knew that these people were deliberately arranged by someone, he didn't say much!
After all, the purpose of the publicity has been achieved!
As for whether the movie can become a hit, that remains to be seen and will have to be tested by the market!
This script was written by Chen Le, the God of Wealth!
How could it not be popular?
Ha ha!
Even if the God of Wealth goes to the wrong door, Zhang Zihao still doesn't believe this movie won't be a huge hit!
Ah Le has never done anything he wasn't sure of since he came out of seclusion.
After his performance on stage ended, Zhang Zihao stepped down.
"Brother Hao, that's very well said!"
Then I saw Chen Le give a thumbs up, then smile and find a seat to sit down!
However, several well-known directors and big-name stars around him seemed to be intentionally isolating him.
Chen Le was all alone and looked very lonely!
It's obvious without even thinking that Jin Zhipeng was behind this...
Zhang Zihao bared his teeth menacingly.
We really didn't beat him enough last time; he got off easy. He never learns from his mistakes.
But in this situation, it's really not advisable to hit someone...
Jin Zhipeng wore a smug smile as his eyes scanned the crowd. When he saw Chen Le sitting alone, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Around him, bigwigs from various film and television companies gathered together, chatting and laughing.
These people were dressed in expensive custom-made suits, and the luxury watches on their wrists gleamed brightly.
The wine glass in his hand was filled with expensive red wine, and every gesture he made exuded a sense of superiority.
Jin Zhipeng grew increasingly proud, picked up a glass of red wine, and strode confidently toward Chen Le.
Behind him followed Zhou Tong, the renowned screenwriter.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, why are you sitting here all alone?"
"I was thinking that a big boss like you would be surrounded by a retinue of people, but I never expected to be neglected at times. Tsk tsk."
Jin Zhipeng deliberately raised his voice, his tone full of mockery, making his voice stand out conspicuously in the noisy hall.
The surrounding people's eyes were instantly drawn to it, like iron filings attracted by a magnet.
Chen Le slowly raised his head, his gaze calm and serene as he looked at Jin Zhipeng. There was no trace of anger on his face, only a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
His composed demeanor made it seem as if Jin Zhipeng's words were nothing more than a passing breeze.
"Oh, you're quite the airs."
Standing next to Jin Zhipeng, Zhou Tong wore a contemptuous smile, his eyes full of disdain. He scanned Chen Le from head to toe as if he were inspecting a cheap, defective product.