"Old Wang, please see through the bottom." Chen Chong took a chess piece, took a casual step, and asked, "What are the new policies?"

"Xiao Shen, your move is a stinking chess." Wang Yang sniffed, ate the sunken horse and said, "General"

Chen Chong was amused and cried. He was unwilling to play chess, but the old man seemed to enjoy it. In 1979, the visiting tour group from the mainland was very strict and no one was allowed to act alone. He had to use the reason for playing chess with Wang Yang to inquire about the policy trends.

"Xiao Shen, when you were in Beijing, you said I was too anxious. I think you were too anxious." Wang Yangxiu started and said with a smile: "The policy can not be formulated in a day or two. It's very early. Let's go chess quickly, it's your turn."

"Old Wang is scaring me again." Chen Chong looked at his radiant look and said with a smile: "There must be a good thing, otherwise you, such a busy person, wouldn't have the time to come to Hong Kong to play."

"What does it mean to play? It's now. Do I have the heart to play?" Wang Yang helped out with his big black-framed glasses and said, "I'm here to inspect."

"You don't move easily." Chen Chong moved his general and said, "Old Wang, don't keep it a secret. If you don't say it, I'll go to Beijing to ask.

"Another General" Wang Yang smiled and said, "You are a ghost in the field and can ask about anything, but this matter is not a secret. You can know if you ask Wei Baoguo."

"You are always authoritative, Brother Wei can't compare." Chen Chong stared at the chessboard and thought, saying, "Did China Film Company agree to share the box office?"

"Don't even think about it." Wang Yang was very resentful about the policy of unified purchase and sales of China Film Company. As soon as he heard the four words of China Film Company, he immediately turned cloudy and said indignantly: "China Film Company needs funds and builds a screening system nationwide. I understand this, but who will understand the difficulties of our studios? China Film Company received a box office of 900 million yuan nationwide last year, with a box office of 900 million yuan, while our 17 film studios can't even pay a penny. Xiao Shen, tell me, what is the reason?" (Note)

"You have national financial appropriations, you can't starve to death."

"Nonsense." Wang Yang waved his hand vigorously and said, "The amount of money allocated is only enough to complete the annual production task. There are hundreds of people in the factory, and they don't need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate? Employees need to pay, equipment needs to be updated, and factory buildings need to be maintained. If they don't divide them from the box office, where can they get the money?"

"When China Film Company bought a copy of the movie, wouldn't it give it back 900,000?"

"That little money is useless," Wang Yang swears, saying: "We have to pay fifteen or sixteen taxes every year just to pay the country. There are also various levies in Beijing. Pay this and pay it. UU can leave 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, which is good."

Chen Chong thought for a long time and finally put up a chess piece, then smiled and said, "Old Wang, don't always complain. Judging from your complexion, something must have happened."

"There is a good thing, but when it will be done, there is no accurate letter." Wang Yang's mind was no longer on the chessboard. He took a step forward and said: "In principle, the central government agreed that the copy price will be set according to the release of the video."

Chen Chong was not surprised by this result.

Speaking of which, although China Film Company has the name of the company, it is actually a government agency. Its main function is like the post office. It is the product of the "national chess game" thinking. It spreads the whole country, robs the rich and helps the poor, makes box office from the city, and then builds cinemas in underdeveloped areas and rural areas. Movies are propaganda tools and spiritual benefits. The distribution network must cover the whole country. However, in the late 1970s and early 1980s, most parts of China were underdeveloped, so China Film Company was under great pressure.

China Film Company has indeed made great contributions to the popularization of Chinese films. After the great construction in the 1980s, in the early 1990s, except for remote provinces such as Tibet and Xinjiang, most of the country's rural areas had cinemas or projection teams, which was a very great project.

If there were no TVs and video recorders, China Film Company could be said to be the number one hero in the Chinese film industry. Unfortunately, with these two things entering thousands of households and poor rural cinemas, they were quickly eliminated, and all the previous ones were wasted.

Moreover, due to the arduous political tasks, China Film Company must maintain a strong monopoly position, which has oppressed the studio, leaving the studio without the funds and motivation to follow the changes in the market, resulting in a serious disconnect between the content and the market. The upstream and downstream of the film industry are both sluggish. The harder the China Film Company will make Chinese films die faster.

At the Cultural Congress, Chen Chong promoted the lethality of TV to the film market and the harm of the Internet without content to the film industry. He also had giants like Wang Yang to help promote it. It is not surprising that the central government has come out and mixed up.

Chen Chong took a step away from his chess and asked: "Old Wang, how can he float?"

"The meaning of China Film Company is to calculate the number of copies." Wang Yang didn't even look at it, and took a step, saying: "If the copy is issued more than a fixed number, a certain amount of funds will be rewarded for the studio."

"What do you mean by old age?"

"I've thought about it, it's better to settle the box office," Wang Yang said: "In the short term, floating by copy number is beneficial to our studios. After all, many movies are free to be played and there is no box office harvest. But just like you said last time, China is developing rapidly. Now the ticket price is 900 million yuan. When the ticket price is one yuan or two yuan, how much box office is it? For the long-term plan, it's better to use the box office to float."

"What is the floating method for box office floating?"

"First set a red line with China Film Company. After the box office has passed this red line, the excess part needs to be drawn to a percentage of the box office, which is considered the profit of the studio."

"This floating method is good, but it is not easy to operate." Chen Chong thought for a while and said, "There is no independent third-party box office statistics agency in the mainland, nor a sound cinema management system. China Film Company said that the box office is as much, and the studios are very poor. And no matter how the red line is drawn and the percentage is determined, we have to look at China Film Company's face."

"Who said it was not?" Wang Yang sighed and said, "The film industry in the mainland is not sound in many places, and there are still many rules and regulations. It is not easy to do something, but no matter what, it is better than winning a copy fee of 900,000 yuan."

"That's right. If you feel the stones and cross the river, things will always be resolved." Chen Chong smiled and walked across the river, saying, "Old Wang, it's my turn this time."

"You kid, take advantage of my distraction to launch a sneak attack." Wang Yang looked at it, then pushed the chessboard, disrupting the chess game, and said tricked: "Xiao Shen, this game doesn't count, let's go again."

"Old Wang..."

"Start again, I'm just talking. I'm old and my energy is not as good as you young. You can use it more with all your heart." Wang Yang said while posing the chess piece: "Xiao Shen, I'll ask you something."

"You said."

"Before I came to Hong Kong, CCTV played a documentary about Deng Gong visiting Huangshan. The shooting perspective was unique and widely praised." Wang Yang leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Did you shoot this film?"

Chen Chong's eyes twitched and said with a smile: "How is it possible? I can't make movies, so how can I make such a documentary?"

"Xiao Shen, you are really sloppy." Wang Yang also smiled. He pointed to his face and said, "You have hidden it from others, but you can't hide it from me. In July, a young man from another place stayed in the film studio for seven or eight days. Can he hide it from me as the factory director?"

"Mr. Wang, there are some things that are not convenient to say. It's not intentional to hide from you." Chen Chong saw that he could not hide them perfunctorily, so he stopped talking, "It was just a coincidence. Huangshan is the number one mountain in China. I heard that "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" planned to go there to shoot outdoor scenes, so I found an excuse to follow him and follow him to see him. I don't understand the filming, so I took a camera and an RN camera around and traveled around, and happened to meet Mr. Deng, so I took a few rolls of tapes. Later, Sister Nan said she wanted to take them back as a souvenir and asked me to go to Beijing Film Studio to cut the important lenses into a documentary."

Wang Yang was amazed when he heard this. After a while, he asked, "Do you still have film on your hands?"

"How could it be?" Chen Chong gently tapped the chessboard with a chess piece and said, "All the film, along with hundreds of photos, has been taken away, and I don't even have the chance to show off."

"I'm watching documentary materials that are rich." Wang Yang asked again: "Where are you with me in Huangshan?"

"No, I just met it the first night." Chen Chong didn't want to say much, he reached out and signaled, "Old Wang, please ask first."

"What did you say to Mr. Deng in Huangshan? Forget it, forget it, when I didn't ask." Wang Yang waved his hand, pushed the pawn, changed the topic, and said, "When the literary congress was held, we old guys were muttering in private, saying that you, a young man in his early twenties, could you attend a filmmakers conference, so that's why."

"Old Wang, I went there with my real ability."

"You are fooling around, tell me, are there anyone under 30 years old during the meeting?" Wang Yang laughed and said, "Even if you are under 40 years old, there are not many, you have created history."

While playing chess, he said, "Xiao Shen, you have real skills. I admit that, but you are too young and have no qualifications. In Beijing, the theories you talk about make sense, but some people just don't listen. Do you know what they say?"

"It's nothing more than being young and ignorant, not knowing the height of the sky and the earth."

"Just know, a big tree attracts wind, sometimes it's better to be low-key." Wang Yang advised: "You are still young, don't worry, you have no bad ability and vision. Keep a low profile for a few years. When you have enough qualifications, it will be much more effective at the next Congress of the Chinese People's Congress."

"What Mr. Wang said is that I am really a little anxious." Chen Chong nodded repeatedly with a smile. After taking a few moves, he asked again: "Is there any good news in addition to the price of copying? For example, movies or something?"

"There is no policy for co-production at the moment," Wang Yang said: "After all, there is no co-production film yet. There is no precedent. If you feel the stones and cross the river, you will always have stones first."

Hu Jin has not yet settled his assets in Taiwan and does not have the conditions to film in the mainland for the time being - after all, making movies is not a revolution, and there is no need to drag others down, so Chen Chong has not yet made a clear idea of ​​a co-production.

"Is there any new policy on the import of movies?"

"You have to ask Wei Baoguo in this regard. If you are not in his position, you will not do anything. My director of the film factory cannot control the import of movies.

Chen Chong wanted to ask again, but heard the knock on the door. He thought it was Fu Qi coming, but opened the door, but found that it was Qiu Siyu, the secretary with a serious expression.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Qiu Siyu handed over a magazine that flipped to the middle page and said, "Mr. Chen, read it."

Chen Chong took the magazine and browsed it for a while, and felt anger rushing straight from the soles of his feet and heading. After he traveled through time, he had never been so angry. He couldn't help but curse: "Fuck me."
Chapter completed!