Chapter 482 482, Telling a Story

Yu Qing, who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, wore a long white down jacket that covered her curvy figure.

Standing at the entrance of Shoubi Hutong, she felt a little cold in her feet, so she kept stamping her feet to keep warm, and stamped the unmelted snow into a large circle.

After waiting for a long time, she saw that Sun Hao had not come out of the house yet, so she wanted to call him to ask, but just as she took out her cell phone, the gate of the No. 15 courtyard opened.

"Hi, Director Sun Hao, is this here?"

"You are..."

"Yu Qing, I called you at 9:10." To be honest, Yu Qing was a little disappointed. The legendary great director should have the ability to recognize people. Sun Hao should be able to remember her voice after the phone call?

Could it be that her voice has no characteristics?

"Ah..., Yu Qing." Sun Hao looked surprised.

"Your voice is so sweet in real life, but why is it that when you call me, it's different, with a rough and sandy sound."

"Uh... is that so?" Yu Qing took out her phone and looked at it, a little confused. Is the work phone that the Olympic Bid Committee just distributed so rubbish?

"Samsung... Samsung phones are not good. I suggest that your Olympic Bid Committee should collectively purchase Maimang phones. This phone made by Damai Technology has a high degree of sound restoration." Sun Hao suggested seriously.

"Then I can't make the decision."

Now, Yu Qing saw through Sun Hao's thoughts. He was helping his own mobile phone to attract business.

"Why?"

"Although I am the office director of the Beijing Olympic Bid Committee, there was an agreement when Tianjin introduced Samsung. Our country's government procurement should be appropriately inclined towards this brand."

"Haha... then just ignore what I said."

Sun Hao smiled awkwardly and turned to walk towards the Central Academy of Drama. Even if he was a reborn person, some things still could not be changed.

"What are we going to do now?"

Seeing Sun Hao leave without saying anything, Yu Qing, who came with a mission, hurried to follow.

"Not far from the Central Academy of Drama, there is a small shop called [Zhu Yuan Zhang]. The wontons there are good. In this cold weather, I will invite you to have a bowl."

"But what about the Olympic bid promotional video?" Yu Qing was a little worried. She really didn't know what Liu Lao Da, who was in charge of this matter, was thinking.

Two months ago, whether it was Chen Kaige, Feng Xiaogang, Zhang Yimou, or Li Pubi, they all took the initiative to find the Olympic bid committee and said, I can help shoot the Olympic bid promotional video.

But Liu Lao Da was unmoved!

Now, so much time has passed, and the promotional video is about to be broadcast on major TV stations around the world, so he slowly took action.

Call Sun Hao, I will only give him five days to make the Olympic bid promotional video, from the beginning of shooting to production.

Hiss..., five days to make a promotional video, Liu Lao Da, you really think highly of Sun Hao? !

Yu Qing was complaining about the officials in Beijing when she suddenly heard Sun Hao say, "Let's eat first, then have a meeting with my team. Then we'll start shooting tomorrow, and production the day after tomorrow. The finished film will be handed over to you the day after tomorrow."

"Ah, so fast?"

"Of course, we want speed!

Besides, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I don't want to spend the New Year alone in Beijing."

At this time, Sun Hao pushed open the door of the [Zhu Yuan Zhang] shop and invited Yu Qing in very gentlemanly.

"Boss..."

"I'm here."

"Old rules, two big bowls of wontons, four tea eggs."

"Okay." The boss agreed and quickly started to work, boiling water, cooking wontons...

Yu Qing is a person who likes cleanliness, otherwise she doesn't like wearing white down jackets, and the most intuitive expression of this liking is behavior. A wooden chair was wiped repeatedly by her with the wet wipes she brought more than a dozen times before she sat down carefully.

"Director Sun Hao..."

"Hmm?"

"Have you thought of the idea?"

"Not yet!" Sun Hao told the truth.

"Puff..." Yu Qing spit out the water after taking a sip before swallowing it.

Are you kidding?

Just now you said that quality and speed are important, but in the blink of an eye, you are going to piss me off to death? !

"Then... Director Sun Hao, when do you plan to come up with ideas?" Yu Qing endured it again and again, but decided to fulfill her job responsibilities first.

"When the money is in place, I will start to think of ideas?"

Uh...

At this time, two large bowls of wontons came up, sprinkled with green coriander, and sesame oil was added on the coriander. I lowered my head and sniffed, and the aroma was fragrant.

Under Zeng Li's teaching, Sun Hao is now very gentlemanly.

He took the initiative to peel the tea eggs, put one in Yu Qing's bowl, and then put three in his own bowl.

"Director Sun Hao..."

"Hmm?"

"The movie "Moon" seems to have sold 217 million US dollars at the global box office?" Yu Qing asked while stirring the tea eggs in her bowl with a spoon.

"To be precise, the real data is 217.57 million US dollars.

But this has nothing to do with the production fee paid to me by our Olympic bid committee." Sun Hao stopped eating the mixed dumplings.

"It doesn't matter, but directors Chen Kaige and Zhang Yimou have made a promise to the Olympic bid committee that if they are in charge of the Olympic bid promotional video, they will definitely not take a penny from the shooting funds!"

"Haha..."

Sun Hao laughed and pointed out the window, "Then I suggest you go find them."

"Well..., how much do you plan to charge for the production?" Seeing Sun Hao's expression, Yu Qing gritted her teeth.

"10 million!"

"What, you are asking for too much." Yu Qing angrily slammed the table.

However, although the beauty was furious, Sun Hao was not nervous at all. He scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon, sipped it carefully, and then said at his own pace:

"In the more than two years of filming, I have achieved a little success and cultivated a group of fans who like my movies. These fans often write to me and send me some local specialties.

Yesterday, I accidentally opened a letter. To be honest, I cried at that time.

The fan said that he was a junior high school student, his family was poor, and he had never watched my movies in the cinema. He watched them secretly when he was helping his second uncle in the small video hall in the town.

He said that he had two wishes in his life: one was to meet me; the other was to hope that his grandmother could meet his uncle in her lifetime.

The fan wanted to see me, this is easy, I Send a staff member to take him to Beijing for a few days of tourism after the New Year.

But it is not easy for his grandmother to see his uncle, because his uncle is a martyr, who died at the age of 21 and is now buried in the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery.

And how far is the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery from his home?

It is 400 kilometers, but it is this 400-kilometer journey that blocked the wish of a heroic mother to visit her martyred son.

It has been 16 years since her son died. This heroic mother has also sought help from relevant departments, but every time she has been ignored.

So I thought, I will ask you for 10 million advertising fees, and then support these heroic mothers..."

Before Sun Hao finished speaking, there was a bang, and the palm of this beautiful woman could not get through the table again.

"Sun Hao, you'd better make sure that what you said to me is true. "