Chapter 293: Li Ye: Do I Have to Tell You That I'm Not Qualified?

"Mr. Li, I heard Liu Xiaohui's description, I really regret not going to the scene to watch your debate..."

For dinner after the debate, Li Ye didn't go to Fengzeyuan with Li Yang Huaisheng and the others, because Pei Pei Wencong asked his sister to find Li Ye, saying there were some things to discuss.

So Li Ye stir-fried a few dishes in the Zaojunmiao courtyard and drank with Pei Pei Wencong.

Li Ye toasted Pei Pei Wencong and said with a faint smile, "Tonight, you wouldn't be discussing the debate tournament with me, right?"

"Of course not."

Pei Pei Wencong smacked the punch of the Erguotou, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "According to your meaning, I contacted several film studios in the mainland. They almost all had the same reaction. Mr. Li, can you guess what the reaction was?"

Li Ye laughed, "They all thought they met a liar?"

"That's right!"

Pei Pei Wencong stomped his feet and said with a wry smile, "I, Pei Pei Wencong, have sold fruit, worked as a laborer, and even resold erotic magazines, but I have never been a liar. How did they hear that I looked like a liar?"

Li Ye laughed, "When you gave the film shooting budget, did they all freeze for a few seconds?"

Pei Pei Wencong was stunned for a moment and said thoughtfully, "Yes, and they checked with me three or four times whether it was denominated in US dollars. Mr. Li, what do you mean... but I only reported the initial budget, only five million!"

Li Ye said, "Then it's obvious. They think the budget you gave is too high, high to the point of absurdity, high to the point of being unrealistic."

"Oh~, so that's it."

Pei Pei Wencong suddenly realized, and then praised Li Ye repeatedly: "Still Mr. Li understands the situation in the mainland. If I had to guess it myself, I wouldn't be able to guess it until tomorrow!"

Li Ye smiled and didn't expose him.

Because in his previous life, when he saw the biggest boss of his own group facing the flattery of his subordinates, he also smiled and took it calmly.

Subordinates are full of respect, you can't chill their hearts!

More than a year ago, Pei Pei Wencong and Li Ye were purely in a cooperative relationship, but now he has learned this, so he must encourage it.

Pei Pei Wencong poured a glass of wine for Li Ye and said, "Then should I explain to several film studios tomorrow? Or should I report the price lower?"

Li Ye shook his head, "It's better to wait for them to come to you! Do you know why so many people who have been deceived clearly know there are risks but still come to explore?"

"Interest moves people's hearts. They clearly know there are risks, but they will still come to explore. By then, you let them report the price themselves, and you will know the unique advantages of the mainland in historical films and war films."

Historical films and war films need to use a large amount of manpower to build scenery, and also need a large amount of extras to build momentum. These are all big items in the budget in overseas countries with high labor costs.

But in 1982, when Jet Li filmed *Shaolin Temple*, his daily salary was only one yuan. As for the venue usage fee and so on, it is estimated there was none.

So Pei Pei Wencong reported an initial budget of five million, plus the US dollar buff, it's no wonder they didn't treat him as a liar.

"However, I heard something from Wu Wu Jinyuan yesterday," Li Ye suddenly said, "There is a rumor in Hong Kong that a film company has already taken your big order of 35 million US dollars. Could this be forcing you to submit?"

"Forcing me to submit? How is that possible?"

Pei Pei Wencong laughed, "They still don't understand our current strength. If they knew how much money we had, they wouldn't play these little tricks."

Seeing Li Ye was a bit skeptical, Pei Pei Wencong shouted at the outside of the house: "A-Qiang, come in."

A-Qiang, who was staring at the big yellow dog "Pavlov" outside, hurriedly pushed the door in.

Pei Pei Wencong said, "You call Hong Kong tomorrow and tell that whatever Xiong brother, let his boss not treat me as a sucker anymore, and don't spread rumors and make trouble,"

"I want to give him a meal to eat, but I also have to be willing. If he dares to play tricks, don't blame me for smashing his rice bowl."

A-Qiang blinked and suddenly said, "Boss, do you want to smash his venue now? As long as you take out 300,000 US dollars, I will directly send people to copy their..."

"Bang~"

Pei Pei Wencong slapped A-Qiang on the forehead.

A-Qiang had a hard life. He entered a triad and mixed for a few years when he was young, so he still had a lot of "gangster" spirit left. He had restrained himself when he was down and out, but now that he was rich, he couldn't help but miss the glory of being a "big brother."

"You are already wearing a suit, don't treat yourself as a dwarf mule anymore. If you want to mix in a triad, go ask your reporter Pan first to see if she is willing?"

"I'm just saying! Why did you move your hand? I warn you, don't hit my head again..."

"..."

A-Qiang cursed and ran out. Although he knew he was Pei Pei Wencong's little brother, they had been through so many bitter days together that his mouth was never soft.

Pei Pei Wencong was so angry that he was about to chase him out to beat him, but was pulled back by Li Ye.

"Aren't you also wearing a suit? Why are you still so barbaric, and still hitting his head?"

"That kid, if I don't beat him for three days, his whole body will itch. He has no father or mother. If I don't discipline him from time to time, he would have gone to Stanley to squat in the bitter kiln long ago."

"..."

Only then did Li Ye understand that Pei Pei Wencong's affection for A-Qiang was even deeper than he imagined.

"Ah, forget it, let's not talk about A-Qiang," Pei Pei Wencong said, "Mr. Li, I want to ask, are we going to advance into the film and television industry in the future? Making movies is actually not profitable, it's not as good as continuing to engage in finance..."

"Our main business in the future is manufacturing, but culture can never be abandoned."

"Manufacturing?"

Pei Pei Wencong didn't immediately echo Li Ye, because he now looked down on those "slow-money" industries.

What Feng Hua Clothing Factory, Treading Waves Literature Press, working hard for a year is not as good as earning in a few days in the foreign exchange market and stock market. There is really no passion!

Li Ye glanced at Pei Pei Wencong and said, "This time making a movie is to let you get the ticket to develop in the mainland,"

"Next, you will set up a factory in Pengcheng. Clothing, electronics, machinery, whatever the mainland needs is what we will do. Can you understand?"

Pei Pei Wencong looked at Li Ye, whose face was solemn, licked his lips, and then said frankly, "I can't understand it yet, but please don't doubt, Mr. Li, I am definitely willing to follow your suggestions."

"Can't understand?"

Li Ye smiled lightly and said, "Then wait until you participate in the National Day ceremony in a few days, you should be able to understand."

Pei Pei Wencong smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, please take care of me, Mr. Li. If there is anything I don't understand, you must point it out to me, so as not to make a fool of myself."

"..."

Li Ye looked at Pei Pei Wencong for a long time without speaking, his cheeks seemed to be unable to help twitching a few times.

Pei Pei Wencong realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Li, is there a problem?"

Li Ye gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I don't have the qualifications to enter that area, do I have to tell you? Look at how cocky you are."

Pei Pei Wencong asked strangely: "Why?"

【I don't have the qualifications to enter that area, do I have to tell you? Look at how cocky you are.】

"The meal is finished, you go back first!"

Pei Pei Wencong looked at the four dishes that hadn't been moved much, and thought hard but couldn't guess where he had offended his noble person.

On the last day before National Day, two groups of people from film studios in Shanghai and Chang'an arrived in the capital, and almost simultaneously found Li Ye.

"Is this Comrade Li Ye? We are from the Shanghai Film Studio. Can you contact Mr. Pei from Hong Kong now?"

"We are from the Chang'an Film Studio, and we also want to find Mr. Pei."

Li Ye looked at their documents. One was surnamed Xiong, one was surnamed Zheng, and their positions were both directors.

He asked somewhat puzzled, "Didn't Mr. Pei leave you a contact address? Why come to find me?"

Director Zheng from Shanghai said, "We went to the hotel where Mr. Pei was staying, but we couldn't find him. We heard that Li Ye is very familiar with Mr. Pei, so we wanted to come over and ask."

Li Ye shook his head and said with a smile, "You ask me, but I don't know where Mr. Pei went either? He is participating in the National Day ceremony tomorrow. Won't you just go find him the day after tomorrow?"

"National Day ceremony?"

Director Xiong and Director Zheng looked at each other, and sparks seemed to fly between their eyes.

Competitive relationship, sparks are nothing.

Li Ye pondered that these two groups of people should have gone to the hotel to find Pei Pei Wencong, but Pei Pei Wencong wasn't there. While waiting outside, they happened to run into each other.

If there were any doubts before, after hearing the four words "National Day ceremony," the doubts were probably gone.

Can a liar participate in the National Day ceremony?

"Does Classmate Li Ye smoke?"

Director Xiong from Chang'an took out a box of cigarettes and chatted with Li Ye with a smile.

Li Ye shook his head and smiled, "You don't have to be polite, just ask if you have anything to say! But I really don't know where Mr. Pei is."

Li Ye didn't want to be tainted with trouble all day long in the future, so he claimed to everyone that he was the relationship between an author and a publisher's boss with Pei Pei Wencong.

Director Xiong didn't light a cigarette either, put the cigarette box back into his pocket, and then asked, "Classmate Li Ye, we just want to know, does this Mr. Pei really want to spend five million US dollars to make a movie?"

"I don't know the specific amount," Li Ye said implicitly, "But he said he wants the best director, the best actors, the best scenery... it will definitely cost a lot of money, right?"

Director Zheng hurriedly asked, "Then does he have that many US dollars?"

Li Ye said frankly, "I don't know that, but he just donated 300,000 US dollars to our Jingda, cash."

"300,000 US dollars cash."

"..."

"Thank you, Classmate Li Ye."

"Thank you, little comrade."

The two directors smacked their lips and suddenly turned and left.

A moment later, in two adjacent telephone booths at the Jingda Post and Telecommunications Bureau, both of them reported to their factories.

"Hey, hurry up and call the factory director. There is a big deal here. Hurry up and let him bring the best director and the best actors... I don't know which one to bring, let the factory director decide."

"Factory director, don't worry about any meetings. I ran into Old Xiong from Chang'an. I can't beat him, I need support!" ===== CHAPTER 294 =====