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Chapter 0250, Liu Guang Yazi lost!(2/2)

He didn't know that he couldn't make any decisions about such things.

"You have to know that the manager of Tencent Video has contacted me, and the offer is 50 million yuan, Youku and so on have asked me to transfer to their platform. I am still considering it now!" Hao Duoyu said directly.

This is not a lie. The number of views of "The Best Lady" is so good. Many platforms have thrown olive branches to Hao Duoyu, but he did not refuse or agree.

"This... let me ask the leader to ask for instructions!" Wen Jing said.

The value of 100 million is too great, and he does not have this authority.

"Okay!" Hao Duoyu agreed.

Wen Jing walked to the other side and called Zhang Ming, the boss of the short video. She chatted for about twenty minutes before ending the conversation.

He has already got a price, and now he is left to negotiate with Hao Duoyu.

"Ahem, our company offers a price of 30 million!" Wen Jing said.

"No, it's too little, it's not as much as Tencent has given!" Hao Duoyu said.

"If our platform did not promote it for you, your click-through rate would not be so high. This is complementary..."

Wenjing talked about the benefits of pushing tomato videos.

"Other video websites will also be promoted! And I don't know how many times I have invited me on Weibo, but I haven't even gone there. I am already very sincere!" Hao Duoyu said.

Many celebrities will open accounts on Weibo and Douzi short videos at the same time to facilitate communication with fans. Hao Duoyu is too lazy to have trouble, so he only opens accounts on Douzi short videos. It is different from other celebrities. He never reads comments.

As for communication?

He communicated with fans by shooting short videos.

"In this way, I'm adding 10 million!" Wen Jing said.

Zhang Ming gave him the authority of 60 million. He couldn't say that he would just tell Hao Duoyu that 60 million was negotiated. The price was negotiated. If he spoke, he would tell his bottom line. What would he do if he asked for 70 million?

What should I do if I want 80 million?

"No, at least 70 million!" Hao Duoyu said.

"This is not OK, brother, there are so many, Tencent only gave it 50 million!" Wen Jing said.

"My season has been filmed, with a total of six episodes, but my script has been written in the fourth season. You can think about it yourself..."

"this……"

Wenjing hesitated.

The first season has exploded, and there are three seasons to come?

"I'm making a phone call and applying to the leader..."

Wen Jing picked up the phone and pretended to make a call. In fact, he didn't dial at all. This was similar to selling a house and a car, so he couldn't fool Hao Duoyu. He used to be a top-notch!

After a while, Wenjing walked over and said, "Fifty million, I really can't get more. We have also given you a lot of resources!"

"Haha, just the advertisements before the short videos started broadcasting are more than that?" Hao Duoyu said.

"Well……"

"I don't want much. Just show your sincerity than Tencent. Besides, you can also put this video on the international version of Douzi short video, which will definitely attract traffic for you again." Hao Duoyu said.

Wen Jing thought for a while and felt that what Hao Duoyu said made sense, so she said, "In this way, 55 million! We have the right to buy the next few seasons!"

“This is OK.”

After the price was negotiated, other things would be easier to handle. Zhao Tianhao's finance, lawyers sign contracts, and tax payments were invited, and it was midnight after the work was done.

Everyone had a meal together, singing one-stop, singing others was relaxing, and Hao Duoyu was working overtime.

I returned to the hotel in the middle of the night again.

The hotel does not cost money, but you can't live alone. Hao Duoyu plans to ask Yang Xiaotong to rent a few houses near the company tomorrow. It's quite professional for him to do this.

...

On September 1st, the weather is sunny.

Today is the day when Hao Shuai starts school and the day when Hao Duoyu's company is officially established. After sending Hao Shuai to a private school, Hao Duoyu came to the company.

After these days of busyness, the company finally looked like a company. A red silk covered the plaque, and a long flower basket was placed at the door. Many people they knew came, such as Sun Ying, as well as her teacher Li Qiuhong, junior brothers Li Yugang, Zhao Tianhao, etc., are all friends of Hao Duoyu.

"Please invite Mr. Hao to unveil the plaque!" Zhao Tianhao said.

As soon as Hao Duoyu put his hand on the red silk and was about to unveil the plaque, he heard someone shouting: "Wait..."

Ye Zisu felt relieved when she saw that Hao Duoyu had not yet been unveiled, and finally caught up.

Hao Duoyu turned his head and saw that it was Ye Zisu.

"Why are you here? Your concert is over?" Hao Duoyu asked.

"Well, it ended last night and I came back from the early morning flight." Ye Zisu said.

"Oh, thank you."

Hao Duoyu knew that she was coming to help her, so she flew back so anxiously, and she was a little moved.

"It's time to unveil now!"

"Let's reveal..."

'brush……'

A golden plaque appeared in front of everyone, with the words: Earth Pictures.

When you enter the door, you will see two beautiful front desks, with a pattern of the earth at the back, and the earth picture is written below. The logo is similar to the logo of Universal Pictures.

There are many subdivided later, and there are various departments.

On the first day of work, Hao Duoyu brought a lot of red envelopes and sent them to his employees.

Like the boy who is free of wealth, he is welcomed everywhere he goes.

All kinds of "thank you boss" sounded constantly.

The team has been built, and there are no other artists in the entire company except Hao Duoyu himself. This is quite ironic, but there are no big problems and will be there in the future.

"Xiaoyu, do you want to sign in to our company?" Hao Duoyu asked.

"I don't want it!" Nie Xiaoyu turned her head and said.
Chapter completed!
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