Chapter 396

Wu Tao can only listen to Wen Hui's ridicule.

After all, if the stall is too big, there is always weight; If you have done a lot in your career, there are always times when you can't take care of it.

Therefore, this does not mean that Wu Tao ignores or attaches particular importance to any one.

In fact, people's energy is limited and they can't do everything.

Fortunately, I came here today. Otherwise, if I really forget this year's condolences, I'm afraid I can make old Wang scold for a year.

The magazine is full of shadows and bustles, with a strong smell of printing ink.

Most of the employees are engaged in writing work, so their personality is obviously not as enthusiastic and unrestrained as that of Yuankang company, focusing on introversion.

Along the way, an employee who recognized Wu Tao smiled and nodded, even if he said hello.

As for people who are as sudden as Wang Qian at the front desk of Yuankang, they don't exist here at all.

They talked and walked to the door of the editor in chief's office. Wen Huizheng wants to knock on the door. There may be a fierce quarrel inside.

Wu Tao stopped her decisively. Then he stood in front of the door and listened carefully. Only then did he know that Wang Yongsheng was bargaining with the people of the TV station about the price of the broadcasting right of star soul animation.

The situation is a little intense.

Wu Tao smiled bitterly and shook his head. The older the king is, the easier it is to be serious.

Now that the animation industry in China is in a slump, it's more difficult to make a good price for those old men in TV stations.

No way, this is the reality!

Therefore, the Mandarin version of Xinghun is only a gift given by sunrise society in addition to paying the copyright share, which is exclusively distributed by Baoku manke society in mainland China.

Since it is a gift, the income naturally belongs to the violent cool manke. Nisheng society does not intend to take the money.

Later, after returning home, Wu Tao learned that the reason why sunrise society simply gave up this money was that animation could not sell at a good price in Chinese TV stations.

100 yuan per minute is already a very face saving price.

According to the final production cost accounting of Risheng society, the first part of Xinghun has a total of 36 episodes, each episode lasts 30 minutes, and the total production cost is as high as 36 million!

Yes, it's RMB! It's equivalent to 30000 yuan per minute.

Thinking about it, Wu Tao felt luxurious. Fortunately, he didn't pay the money.

Because even if he can pick it up, he will feel very painful.

In contrast, the purchase price that domestic TV stations can give is a drop in the bucket. With such a wide input-output ratio, it's no wonder there can't be any high-quality cartoons in China.

Fortunately, it's different now. Although the price of TV stations is very low, how much is how much. Anyway, it's net income.

So Wu Tao thinks that Wang Yongsheng is too serious. Just give him some money. Why do you have to talk about the production cost and high quality of this animation.

Those masters of the TV station won't care about this.

Then he looked at Wen Hui and said, "which TV station in there?"

"The person in charge of the children's Department of CCTV, surnamed Qiang. Accompanied by a director of the advertising department of the provincial TV station, I came here. "

"Oh, knock." Wu Tao stepped back and gave up his position to Wen Hui.

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When the door opened, Wu Tao followed Wen Hui and Shi ran in. The two old TV men sitting in front of Wang Yongsheng's desk didn't even look back.

"Do you know how to come?" Wang Yongsheng's tone was fierce, with a little anger from the old men of the TV station.

Wu Tao was injured by mistake. He didn't think so at the moment and said, "old Wang, the star soul animation can't sell at a good price. You don't have to worry. If you are angry and damage your old man's body, it's not worth the loss ~"

This is also a bit vague, but it is more vague.

So as soon as the voice fell, one of the two masters turned his back to him. Seeing that it was Wu Tao, he immediately stood up, walked around enthusiastically, reached out his hand and said, "president Wu, I didn't expect to see you here!"

"Director Zhao, nice to meet you too!"

Director Zhao is from the advertising department of Provincial Taiwan. The two sides had an intersection when shooting advertisements in the cultural building and Yuankang company. So the other party knows Wu taogui's identity as the boss of Yuankang company.

When they exchanged greetings, the CCTV master surnamed Qiang leisurely tasted coffee from beginning to end, even looking back.

Seeing this, director Zhao naturally did not intend to introduce both sides. After all, there is no intersection between the two sides today.

As soon as the two of them let go, Wang Yongsheng couldn't help shouting, "do you know how much they plan to pay for star soul animation?"

"We've talked about this for a long time. There's little domestic output. That's the national condition..." Wu Tao also continued to persuade patiently.

However, before he finished, Wang Yongsheng blurted out coldly: "30 yuan per minute!"

"More... How much?" For a moment, Wu Tao thought he had heard wrong. It was not low, but ridiculously low, as low as the Mariana Trench.

Not only him, but also Wen Hui was shocked, "30 yuan per minute, a total of more than 30000 yuan? Can any provincial TV channel afford this price? "

At this time, the man surnamed Qiang finally spoke, "your animation, put on the children's channel of CCTV, is much better known than the provincial satellite TV. In turn, can't it also produce benefits by publicizing your subsequent comic series? "

"... besides, the price I quoted is 50 yuan per minute."

Wang Yongsheng pointed to each other and shivered: "it's right to pay 50 yuan per minute, but didn't you ask for a rebate of 20 yuan per minute?"

Wu Tao finally saw the face of this surnamed Qiang. He had a big oil head and ears. His eyes looked like those swollen eyes of a mangy toad, as if he had decided to eat Wang Yongsheng.

In fact, Wang Yongsheng doesn't really care about this money.

After all, the sales volume of each issue now exceeds 1.2 million. Just work hard and earn this money back.

What really made him angry was that he saw that the deputy director of the children's Department surnamed Qiang was deliberately pinching himself. After all, the disastrous defeat of the painting king had a great impact on his image and prestige in the industry.

Now I can't help it when I meet such a guy who is used to being a master and takes the opportunity to suppress himself.

Wu Tao smiled, but his face was cold. He walked over and helped Wang Yongsheng sit down and said, "old Wang, sit down and have a rest first. Some people have been masters for a long time. They are inevitably stupid and stupid. You don't need to have a common understanding with them. Just hit them with a stick and it will be done! "

As soon as he said this, the master surnamed Qiang heard it no matter how stupid he was.

Then he stood up and said, "whose did you say?"

As soon as director Zhao saw this posture, he pulled the one surnamed Qiang and asked, "Mr. Wu, what's your relationship with this magazine?"

Before Wu Tao could answer, Wen Hui said, "he is the boss of our magazine!"

"Ah?" Director Zhao couldn't help but be stunned. This matter has made a big noise