Chapter: 1949
Sun Ming nodded and walked towards his desk, the words in his mind were still clear:
lose money.
This made Zi Yan purse her lips and laugh.
Thinking about it, it was the first time the two of them filmed an advertising video as a husband and wife team. It should be done better, and this is his first time acting. It is like his own video, which can also be used as a memory in the future.
So Sun Ming asked his friends in North America in some confusion, hung up the phone after three minutes, and said with a wry smile:
"Excuse me, the production of special effects with the highest specification costs nearly four million US dollars, which is about 25 million yuan. If the specification is lower, the price will be much lower, but the lowest specification is 500,000 US dollars. I think Or else..."
"Then it's the highest standard."
Zhang Han thought for a while and replied: "I heard that there are several special effects movies in Hollywood, saying that every frame is burning money, so we will also follow that standard."
Boom!
Sun Ming was a little confused.
A string of numbers flashed through his head quickly.
Three million, minus the one million spent, leaving two million, minus twenty-five million, equals minus twenty-three million.
The company opened, the first bill, lost 23 million...
Oh my God.
What's happening here? ? ?
Sun Ming was really a little confused, for an order of 3 million, in the end, as the profit party, he would lose 23 million, what's the trouble.
He couldn't help but ponder in his heart, was it better to choose one of those free money free intention contracts?
Could it be that I chose the wrong one?
After hesitating for a while, Sun Ming didn't say anything more, feeling that Mr. Zhang didn't care much about money.
So he contacted his friends in North America again to confirm the matter this time. The money was spent quickly, and the other party handled the affairs quickly, and gave a time limit of five days to send the finished product back.
Zhang Han and Zi Yan sat for a few minutes and then went back to the restaurant.
After discussing the details with the other party in the office, Sun Ming signed an electronic contract with the other company.
Then Sun Ming couldn't sit still.
After drinking a few sips of tea, he sighed lightly, got up and walked downstairs.
On the second floor, he met Zhao Feng.
"Cough, Zhao Feng." Sun Ming greeted him from a distance.
Zhao Feng had just arranged for some of his subordinates to handle things. After hearing the words, he turned around, walked a few steps, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Uncle Sun?"
"This... I lost money on my first order." Sun Ming rubbed his hands and said in a slightly ashamed tone.
"Why did you still lose money? Is it the public service advertisement of my master and wife?" Zhao Feng asked in a daze.
"That's right." Sun Ming sighed lightly, and said, "The other party only paid three million yuan. Mr. Zhang didn't like the special effects we made ourselves, so we hired Hollywood's top special effects team to produce them according to the highest standards. To make it, I lost more than 23 million yuan. As the president, I lost money on the first order. Do you think there is something wrong with the intention contract I chose? I think it’s better to choose those who seem to give away money. contract."