In a private room of a hotel. The first president of the Screenwriters Association, Qiu Gangjian, and five executive members, Huang Bingyao, Wen Jun, Du Guowei, Wang Jing, and Huang Baiming, were all present. Wen Jun told the story, and several people were very surprised. The association had only been established for a month and something went wrong. They may have been forced to join the association, but after joining, especially after "becoming an official", their mentality was different. On the one hand, Hong Kong really needs this kind of industry association, and on the other hand, it is equivalent to the younger brother being bullied, and the boss not stepping forward, how embarrassing. "Tell him to rest assured, we will definitely do justice for him!" Qiu Gangjian took the lead in expressing his position, and Wen Jun nodded: "I have comforted him and asked him to wait for news. I came to you today to study it." Huang Bingyao said: "The contradiction lies in 8,000 yuan for a script. The other party does not pay, and we want to get the money back. There are three ways. One is to see if there are any friends you know to help coordinate, and everyone should be harmonious. The second is to take legal means. The third, um..." He didn't say it, everyone understood, find a society!
But normal people don't want to be associated with the society. If they file a lawsuit, they have to pay the litigation fee. Who will pay the money? The association is just starting out and there are no detailed rules. They are willing to help Ruan Jiwen, but they don't want to pay a big price. "What is the background of this Xiongwei company?" "It is a newly established small company. The boss's surname is Kuang. He must have made some money from business and wants to play in the circle." "Who knows this boss Kuang?" "I asked around, and no one around me knows him." Wen Jun spread his hands. "You have the widest network of contacts. If you can't find us, it's even worse." "Anyway, try to ask. It's best if you can find us. If not, we will accompany Ruan Jiwen to Xiongwei Company to see what the other party's attitude is. It's only 8,000 yuan, so there's no need to make any waves." Qiu Gangjian said. "Then should we tell Mr. Chen?" Wang Jing asked. "We were chosen to do our job, so why are we asking him for 8,000 yuan? It seems like we are useless." "That's right, it's just 8,000 yuan!" They are all industry leaders. Unlike the bottom screenwriters, they really don't care about this little money and think it's just a small trouble. ………… The origins of Xiongwei Company and Boss Kuang are very small, and they didn't find out if they have any friends. There was no way, Wen Jun and Qiu Gangjian personally took Ruan Jiwen to ask for the salary. But Boss Kuang was not there. The two were also very responsible, waiting in the office, insisting that the staff member make a phone call. After waiting for a long time, they finally got in touch. Wen Jun took the phone, thinking he would face a verbal battle, but the other party's attitude was very polite: "Oh, I'm really sorry! I asked someone to study it carefully, and this script may not have a market. I am hesitating whether to shoot it." "Boss Kuang, you have agreed that he will produce a complete script and you will buy it. In this case, whether in law or in the industry, a verbal agreement is also an agreement. To put it bluntly, you said you don't want it, but the script has been read to pieces, and you turned around and shot one yourself. This kind of thing has happened before." "How can I do that? I really want to make a movie, how can I survive in the industry in the future?"
"So! It's just 8,000 yuan. Boss Kuang's family is not big enough, right?" "Okay! Since you are here in person, I will give Mr. Wen face, but I am outside to discuss another script. You ask him to come over tomorrow, and I will definitely pay!" Wen Jun looked at Ruan Jiwen, meaning do you accept it? Ruan Jiwen hesitated for a while, habitually acting like a cow and horse, and nodded: "Then I'll come again tomorrow." The parties agreed, and it was hard to say anything. After several people left the company, Ruan Jiwen was very grateful and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you! Otherwise, I really don't know what to do." "You're welcome, go home and have a good sleep, and when you open your eyes, you will have a successful career!" Wen Jun patted him, watching him happily squeeze into a public bus, and suddenly sighed, "Brother Jian, the behind-the-scenes staff have no status, and the screenwriter has even less status. It's not easy for newcomers to get along." "When will it be easy for newcomers to get along? I just entered the industry and only got 200 yuan for writing a story. I was also cheated of my royalties. Who supported me? He is lucky, at least someone helped..." Qiu Gangjian paused and said, "From this point of view, establishing the association is a good thing and has merit." "Yes, yes! In the future, we will help each other to collect wages every day, and go straight to heaven after death." Wen Jun joked and got in his car and left. He thought he had settled the matter and went back to the crew of "Flower Girl Love Crazy" to shoot a third-level film. As a result, two days later, Ruan Jiwen came again. "What? Still no money?" "Boss Kuang is still making excuses, not even a dime! I'm afraid the last time he promised to pay was just to deal with you." "This..." Wen Jun couldn't hold his face anymore, and he lost face. So he went to find him again, but he was not there. He promised all the time when he called, but still didn't pay. After several times, Wen Jun called everyone again. Please...collect 6...books...! "What is this Kuang doing? Does he know the rules?" "He still wants to make a movie? That's wishful thinking! Who would cooperate with him? He has been in arrears with 8,000 yuan in royalties and his reputation is ruined!" "Dream on!" "What should we do now? We can't even get this little money back, and we are embarrassed!" "Then there are only two ways left..." One is the legal way, the other is to find a society, but no one wants to do that. Wen Jun has been silent all the time, and slowly said: "Everyone, this matter is a bit wrong! What if, I mean what if, he didn't want to make a movie at all? His purpose is to trick us?" "Why would he trick us? We have no hatred or resentment, I..." The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
A thread flashed through the minds of several people: when establishing the Screenwriters Association, it was already announced that anyone who was owed wages could come to the association, but in the end, they were really owed wages and couldn't get them back... What has the association become? It has become a joke! ……………… The Freedom Association was interfered with by the British Hong Kong government and could not be reestablished. The original small building was sealed and not put into use. The rightists established a Guosheng Film Distribution Company to take over the responsibilities of the association. "Hahahaha!" In the office, Sun Wenzhi couldn't stop laughing. The situation is different. He never wanted to fight the leftists with real swords and guns. He just wanted to disgust them. "Well done!" "The leftists want to set up an association to completely control the Hong Kong entertainment industry, so we will destroy this association. Didn't we say we would help them collect their wages? Let them collect! If they can't fulfill their promises, let's see who will lose face!" "Xiongwei Company is almost done, let them withdraw immediately!" Sun Wenzhi made a series of arrangements and said, "While the leftists haven't reacted yet, start the other two companies and continue to play around!" "What if no one comes?" "No! Do you think all screenwriters can get rich? Most of them have a meager income, and they will definitely rush to get a job opportunity. I want to see, Mr. Chen sells a script for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but the bottom screenwriters can't even get paid, how can everyone believe him?!"