Chapter 61: Gathering the Wool of Capitalism


    "I asked, is it possible for us to earn some foreign exchange?"


    "Xiao Chen, do you know what you are talking about? You must be responsible for your words!"


    "Old factory director, this is not what I said. Comrade Fu Qi said it. I''m just summarizing it."


    “…”


    Wang Yang stared at him for several seconds. He opened the door and looked outside, then locked the door. He invited the other party to sit on the old sofa and said, "Tell me what you think in detail!"


    "For other things we shoot, foreigners may not understand it, or they may not be interested at all."


    Chen Qi became serious again and said: "But martial arts is about body movements. Two people who don''t speak the same language can still communicate some content through gestures. The same goes for martial arts. There is no cultural barrier.


    The fight between the two can be understood by audiences all over the world, right?


    If the fight is not exciting, can audiences around the world understand it?


    The films of Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan are very popular overseas. I think this is the reason. "


    "Keep talking!"


    "More importantly, there is nothing that Westerners are afraid of in martial arts films. They are entertainment in nature, there is no struggle for consciousness, and it is relatively easy to censor.


    And we have two major advantages. First, the country has cultivated so many martial arts talents and has abundant actor resources; second, the motherland has great rivers and mountains, there are so many beautiful scenery, and there is a broad space for performance.


    So I came up with this idea, let’s make a martial arts film and try to send it overseas to make money from the Japanese, make money from the British, make money from the Americans, and reap the benefits of capitalism! "


    Hiss!


    Wang Yang took a breath of the wool of capitalism, it was so whimsical and audacious!


    But he had to admit that his aging heart was beating loudly.


    Chinese films have always been too closed. Previously, they had only communicated with the Soviet Union, Eastern European socialist countries, Yugoslavia, etc. With the rapidly changing international situation, such exchanges were intermittent.


    After the reopening, foreign imported films were the first to be lifted, such as "The Hunt" and "Jane Eyre" were screened in mainland China, and a British Film Week was held.


    As for how to let domestic films go global, no one has thought about this problem. In 1979, the number of moviegoers in mainland China reached 29 billion, and the average person watched 28 movies a year, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.


    With such a booming market still unavailable, who would still want to go overseas? What''s more, domestic films are purchased and distributed by China Film Group Corporation, and exporting them overseas is China Film Group''s job and has nothing to do with the film studio.


    but!


    Wang Yang was still going crazy with his old man''s chat. He stood up, slowly walked around the room a few times, and said: "When we make a film, bring in the comrades from Hong Kong and ask them to help distribute it.


    They can distribute it directly overseas, or they can show it in Hong Kong, and the money they make can be used as subsidies.


    Even if no one buys it overseas, if we screen it in mainland China, martial arts films will definitely have a future. I have long wanted to make a few entertainment films... If they can be sold, that would be the best. If we really earn foreign exchange, boy! "


    Wang Yang suddenly stopped, looked at Chen Qi and said word by word: "You, me, and all our colleagues who have worked hard will be the country''s great heroes!"


    “…”


    Chen Qi laughed. This old man was so passionate about himself.


    Ten minutes later, he left the office and closed the door gently.


    The idea of ??making movies to earn foreign exchange has been agreed upon. This requires a long process. The first step is of course writing the script. He accepted the task without hesitation, but made a request, hoping that Hong Kong would send some information.


    It mainly provides detailed data on the overseas release of Hong Kong films, which he can refer to for reference.


    Before I knew it, it was already noon, everyone was going to eat, and there was no one in the main building. He was walking alone in the corridor, which was somewhat empty, and the sound of footsteps coming downstairs could be heard in the distance.


    Before the tiktok era, when it came to China’s most successful export, it was always Kung Fu! effort! effort!


    But actually, China’s most successful export is that person, well, that person. Especially in the era when he traveled back in time, there were a lot of disputes, and everyone was more indifferent than the other. Even in the era when the president of Iran was willing to die at his own word, that person was often mentioned by the West...


    It''s a pity that there are various reasons, it can only be said about Kung Fu.


    Chen Qi went downstairs, breathing in the cool air of late autumn, and feeling a little hot in his heart.


    Again, after finally getting dressed, you have to do something, right? You can''t always collect antiques, buy houses, and date female celebrities... Oh, you still have to date female celebrities.


    Antiques also need to be collected. If you don’t pick them up, you won’t pick them up.


    He is not a dealer in cultural relics and collects them himself.


    Huh?


    Chen Qi scratched his head. With female stars and antiques, he would definitely have to buy a big house. After all, it was still a mundane thing.


    "Oh, my gentle big sister!"


    Thinking of female celebrities, he looked up while walking and saw Gong Xue walking on the path next to the guest house, as if to eat after lunch. She also saw it and came over and asked, "Have you eaten?"


    "No, we just finished talking."


    "There should be some in the cafeteria. You can go get some."


    "I''m not too hungry, so I won''t eat. The crew isn''t filming either. What have you been doing these days?"


    "I''m reading in my room."


    "That''s so boring. I want to walk around the streets tomorrow. Do you want to come with me if you have nothing to do? Call Zhang Jinling."


    "Um."


    Gong Xue nodded. She didn''t seem to be very good at rejecting people, or maybe she was very well-behaved.


    After Chen Qi finished speaking, he went upstairs through this door. Gong Xue wandered for a while and went up through the other door. The guest house is divided into men''s and women''s areas, each with half a building, separated by a baffle in the middle.


    Why not live upstairs and downstairs?


    Because there is only one public water room and toilet on each floor, and you go up and down every day, it is inevitable that there will be untidy comrades who are careless and careless, and it will be bad if you see them.


    Chen Qi returned to the room. He was really not hungry, but a little sleepy.


    After taking a nap, I woke up energetic and ready for work.


    Foreign exchange movies have to wait a moment, he really wants to look at the information in Hong Kong and prescribe the right prescription. This matter is a secret between him and Wang Yang. No one will know what this film is about before they earn foreign exchange.


    In 1979, China''s foreign exchange reserves were only US$840 million.


    Next year will be even more extreme, -$1.29 billion.


    Rabbit is poor, you don’t even know what the country has done in order to earn more foreign exchange? The overseas Chinese apartment mentioned earlier is just a trivial matter. If you can earn foreign exchange these days, it’s not your father, it’s your ancestors!


    The treasure of acquired merit!


    As long as Chen Qi doesn''t kill people or set fires, if he has some minor problems like male and female style issues, let''s sprinkle water on him!


    At this moment, he laid out the manuscript paper and picked up the pen to write.


    Let''s write a new story for "Story Club" first. I still have to earn royalties. I already had it clear in my mind. I started writing like a god, and in a moment I wrote the beginning:


    "In the early years of the Republic of China, there was a Nanzhu Temple along the coast of Guangdong. On the surface it was a Buddhist pure land, but in fact it was controlled by a group of gangsters who raped women and abducted people..."


    The man in Chengdu hoped that he could write a Bashu story, but Chen Qi had no time to deal with it for the time being.


    Please!


    Customized articles cost extra!


    And the story he is writing now is also famous and recalled by countless people born in the 70s and 80s: "The Invincible Mandarin Duck Legs"!


    (Thanks to Heiye0522 for being so cute!


    I have a date tonight, no more...)


    (End of chapter)