Chapter 404 Master Has Been Working for a Long Time, so It Is Inevitable to Be Ignorant and Stupid

Wu Tao could only let Wen Hui make fun of what he said inside and outside the words.

After all, if you have a big stall, there is always a difference in severity; if you do too much business, there will always be times when you can't take care of it.

Therefore, this is not to say that Wu Tao neglects any particular aspect, or pays special attention to any aspect.

In fact, human energy is limited, and it is impossible to cover everything.

Fortunately, I came here by myself today, otherwise, if I really forget this year's condolences, I am afraid that Wang Lao will be blamed for a year.

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

Most of the employees are engaged in writing work, so in terms of personality, they are obviously not as enthusiastic and unrestrained as Yuankang Company, and they focus on restraint.

Along the way, some employees who recognized Wu Tao smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

As for people like Yuankang's receptionist Wang Qian, who are chatting at first glance, they don't exist here at all.

The two talked and chatted, and walked to the door of the editor-in-chief's office. Just as Wen Hui was about to knock on the door, it might as well be the sound of a fierce argument coming from inside.

Wu Tao stopped her resolutely, then stood in front of the door and listened carefully, only to realize that it was Wang Yongsheng who was negotiating with the people from the TV station about the price of the broadcast rights of Star Soul animation.

The situation is a little heated.

Wu Tao smiled wryly and shook his head, the older the king, the easier it is to be true.

The domestic animation industry is currently in a slump, and it is almost impossible to get the big bosses of the TV station to pay a good price.

No way, this is reality!

Therefore, the Mandarin version of Xinghun is just a gift from Risheng Club in addition to paying the copyright share, and it is handed over to Baku Manke Club for exclusive distribution in mainland China.

Since it was a gift, the proceeds would naturally belong to Baku Manke, and Risheng Club had no intention of asking for this money.

It was only after Wu Tao returned to China that he realized that the reason why Risheng Club gave up the money so simply was because animation was something that couldn't be sold at a good price on China's TV stations.

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

According to the final production cost calculation of Risheng Club, the first part of Star Soul has a total of 36 episodes, each episode is 30 minutes, and the total production cost is as high as 36 million!

That's right, it's RMB! That's equivalent to 30,000 yuan per minute.

Even thinking about it felt extravagant, Wu Tao was also secretly glad that he didn't pay for the money.

Because even if he could afford it, he would still feel very heartbroken.

In contrast, the purchase price that domestic TV stations can offer is simply a drop in the bucket. With such a disparity in input-output ratio, it is no wonder that there are no high-quality cartoons produced in China.

Fortunately, it is different now. Although the price offered by the TV station is very low, it counts as much as it is, and it is net income anyway.

That's why Wu Tao felt that Wang Yongsheng was too serious, and it was enough to give some money and meaning. Why must the production cost and high quality of this animation be an issue.

The masters of the TV station don't care about this.

He looked at Wen Hui and asked, "Which TV station is 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, he came here."

"Oh, knock on the door." Wu Tao took a step back and gave Wen Hui his seat.

Dust duk, Wen Hui knocked on the door, Wang Yongsheng's angry voice came from inside: "Come in."

The door opened, and Wu Tao followed Wen Hui Shi Shi into the room. But the two television station masters sitting in front of Wang Yongsheng's desk didn't even turn their heads.

"You still know to come?" Wang Yongsheng's tone was harsh, with a faint anger from the TV station masters.

Wu Tao was injured by accident, so he didn't take it seriously at the moment: "Old Wang, you don't have to worry if the Xinghun animation can't be sold at a good price. If you get angry and ruin your body, it won't be worth the loss~"

These words are also vaguely ambiguous, but they are more subtle.

So as soon as the words fell, the two masters who had been turning their backs to him all the time suddenly turned around. Seeing it was Wu Tao, he immediately stood up, walked around enthusiastically, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Wu, I really didn't expect to see you here!"

"Director Zhao, I am also very honored to meet you!"

This director Zhao is from the provincial and Taiwan advertising department. When he was shooting advertisements in the Cultural Building and Yuankang Company, the two parties had overlapped. So the other party knew Wu Taogui's identity as the boss of Yuankang Company.

When the two were exchanging greetings, the CCTV master surnamed Qiang sipped his coffee leisurely from beginning to end, without even turning his head.

When Director Zhao saw this, he naturally didn't intend to introduce the intentions of the two parties. After all, in today's matter, the two sides have not yet met.

As soon as the two people let go of their hands, Wang Yongsheng couldn't help but exclaimed angrily, "Do you know how much they plan to pay for the Star Soul animation?"

"Didn't we communicate on this point a long time ago, there are few domestic exports, that's the national condition..." Wu Tao continued to persuade patiently.

However, before he could finish his persuasion, Wang Yongsheng blurted out: "30 yuan per minute!"

"How much... how much?" For a moment, Wu Tao thought he had heard it wrong. This is not low, but ridiculously low, as low as the Mariana Trench.

Not only him, but even Wen Hui was surprised when he heard it, "30 yuan per minute, a total of more than 30,000 yuan? Any provincial TV channel can afford this price, right?"

At this time, the one surnamed Qiang finally spoke up, "Your cartoons are placed on CCTV Children's Channel, and their popularity is much stronger than that of provincial TV stations. In turn, promoting your follow-up comic serials will also generate benefits?"

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

Wang Yongsheng pointed at the other party and said tremblingly: "50 yuan per minute is right, but didn't you ask for a kickback of 20 yuan per minute?"

Wu Tao finally saw clearly the face of this surnamed Qiang, with greasy hair and big ears, and a pair of eyes that looked very much like the swollen eyes of a toad, as if he was determined to eat Wang Yongsheng.

In fact, Wang Yongsheng didn't really care about the money.

After all, Bakumanke has now sold more than 1.2 million copies in each issue. If you work hard, you will earn back this little money.

What really made him angry was that he saw that the deputy director of the children's department surnamed Qiang was trying to manipulate himself on purpose. After all, the disastrous defeat of the picture book king had greatly impacted his image and prestige in the industry.

Now meeting this kind of guy who is used to being a master, taking the opportunity to suppress himself and domineering, I really can't help it.

Wu Tao smiled, but his face turned cold. He walked over to help Wang Yongsheng to sit down and said, "Old Wang, you sit down and rest first. Some people have been masters for a long time, so they are inevitably ignorant and stupid. You can't afford to be as knowledgeable as them, just hit a stick directly Hit it out, it's over!"

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

Immediately stood up and said: "Who are you talking about?"

When Director Zhao saw this posture, he pulled the one surnamed Qiang and asked, "Mr. Wu, may I ask what is your relationship with this magazine?"

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

"Ah?" Director Zhao couldn't help being stunned, this matter has become a big mess...