Rebirth of the Father of Anime

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"Zhuang Bufan, the call for essays is over, the grand prize goes to "My Pokémon World", and you can rank the rest by yourself. I have to go back to safety in the next few days."

Earlier, He Chen received a call from Ping'an TV Station, saying that he wanted to talk about the right to broadcast animation.

"Go back? Something happened at home?" Luo Hao asked with concern.

He Chen smiled and shook his head: "It's okay! It's Ping An TV who said they have something to negotiate."

What can the TV station do with them?

When Zhuang Bufan heard it, he immediately reacted, and said pleasantly: "Can the animation be shown on TV?!"

"Hey, we're only going to talk now, I don't know if we can settle it!"

"Bon voyage, success in no time!" Zhuang Bufan and Luo Hao waved their fists at He Chen, and then suddenly remembered something, Zhuang Bufan asked He Chen: "By the way, I asked Hui Moan to fill in the author's real information before, so that I could talk to her contract, but she seems to be underage, what about this contract?"

He Chen thought for a while: "You can ask her guardian to sign on her behalf."

"okay!"

After arranging everything properly, He Chen booked the air ticket for tomorrow morning, and at noon the next day, he was already standing on the land of Ping'an City.

He didn't go directly to the TV station, but went home first. His sister had just come home from school and was having dinner at home.

Seeing their son come back, Chen Ping and He Xian were stunned for a moment, and then happily filled the bowls and chopsticks for He Chen.

He Feifei yelled even more.

Although I ate a little bit on the plane, how can the food on the plane be compared with the meals made by my mother?

The family was having a lively meal, and He Xian asked while picking up vegetables: "Xiaochen, today is not a holiday, why are you back?"

Chen Ping waited for He Xian with a reproachful look: "You are not happy when your son is back...Xiaochen, did something happen to you when you came back?" She blamed He Xian, but she was also worried about her son in her heart, even though they didn't understand He Chen's current career, but they still vaguely know from his daughter's mouth that his son is very powerful, and it seems that he has done a lot of things.

"Nothing happened! Don't worry!" He Chen smiled brightly, and took some food for his parents. "I came back today to talk about something with Ping An TV."

Chen Ping said in surprise: "The TV station, Xiaochen, are you going to be on TV?"

He Chen nodded, then shook his head: "It's not me, it's my animation."

Although the two parents seemed to understand, they still felt a sense of pride in their hearts. Nothing could make them happier than their son's success.

"Brother! Come on!"

He Feifei smiled mysteriously, waved her small fist at He Chen, and puffed up.

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At noon, He Chen made a phone call first, and then came to Ping An TV station alone, and met the target of his trip in the director's office.

The director is a man in his 50s, neither fat nor thin, with a shiny Mediterranean hairstyle and always smiling. And in his office there was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in Chinese characters.

"You are He Chen, right? Please sit down."

The director greeted He Chen to sit on the sofa, and then poured tea for He Chen himself. The middle-aged man kept looking at He Chen with sharp eyes.

He Chen was flattered,

Accept it respectfully.

Since he started promoting comics, he has always been unpopular. It would be nice not to scold him face to face. How could he have received such high-standard treatment?

"Director Sun, last time you called me and said that you wanted to talk about animation rights..." He Chen took a sip and put down his glass.

"Young man, I am impatient." Director Sun smiled, holding an old porcelain cup, blowing on the hot air, and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Mayor Zhuo."

He Chen was shocked, and looked at the middle-aged man again. He thought he was from the TV station, but he turned out to be the mayor, and he was still so young!

Mayor Zhuo nodded to He Chen.

What is the mayor doing here?

They didn't avoid themselves, could it be related to this matter?

He Chen's thoughts changed sharply.

"Mayor Zhuo recommended your animation to us, and we watched it too. It's really good." Director Sun said.

He Chen looked at Mayor Zhuo in surprise, unable to figure out how the mayor, who has so much to do every day, would recommend his animation. Could it be that he is also his fan?

This idea made He Chen feel extremely absurd. No matter how much he admired comics, he didn't think that "Pokemon" and "Digimon" could attract a mayor in his thirties or forties with a high position.

"About broadcasting rights, we hope to get the exclusive first-round broadcasting rights of "Pokemon" and "Digimon"!"

The exclusive right to broadcast the first round is only allowed to be broadcast by one of his TV stations during the first round of broadcast.

Ping'an City TV Station does not have stars, and its coverage is only within the province. Normally, it is absolutely impossible to sell the exclusive broadcasting rights to them.

But He Chen's animation has always been ignored. This is the first animation broadcast right, which is of great significance.

"no problem!"

Without the slightest hesitation, He Chen agreed, and the market will open up bit by bit.

Afterwards, the two discussed the price. He Chen was not short of money, but he wanted to give others the impression that "animation is also very profitable", so he didn't budge on the price.

After some bargaining, the two finally decided to sell the exclusive rights to broadcast the first round of the two animations to Ping An TV at a price of 500,000 yuan per episode.

"We will send the contract directly to you Tianman."

"Happy cooperation!" He Chen stretched out his hand, Master Sun's big rough hand held it tightly, and put the other hand on it, patted He Chen's shoulder, and praised: "Young man! Not bad! Work hard!"

He Chen grinned: "Thank you!"

Director Sun waved his hand, pointed to Mayor Zhuo who was sitting by the side, who had been silent all this time, and said, "Thank you, Mayor!"

Only now did He Chen have time to ask Mayor Zhuo his own question: "Mayor, why did you help me?"

"I'm optimistic about you." Mayor Zhuo spoke in a deep and powerful voice.

He Chen was puzzled. As the mayor of a city, not only did he consider his own political achievements wholeheartedly, but he also had to think about his political achievements. If he helped someone because he liked someone, then the whole city wouldn't be messed up?

"Yanjing, the national capital, the political center; Tianhai, the economic and financial center, the country's window to the outside world, is world-renowned; Ping'an City, the cultural center, but lacks the most culture..."

As expected of the mayor, his vision is far-reaching and vicious. Not only has he read through the comics, but he has also seen the meaning behind the comics—cultural export!

"You are a native of Ping'an City, and Ping'an City is positioned as a cultural capital. This is the most suitable place for you to develop, regardless of emotion or reason."

So that's the case, He Chen understood the mayor's deep meaning.

After a moment of silence, he smiled gratefully at Mayor Zhuo and said, "Wait until I graduate!"

After a few words of pleasantries, He Chen left. Director Sun looked at He Chen's back and said with emotion: "Youth is promising! Ping'an City can be regarded as a character!"

Then he said to Mayor Zhuo: "It's not in vain for you to take a look at him, and now you can rest assured... Tsk tsk, I don't need you to tell me, I have to buy his animation, my little grandson annoys me so much all day long, really I don’t know how that animation has such a great magic power!”

"Xiao Zhuo, after today's work is over, come to my house for a drink? You don't come to my house when you are the mayor, and your sister-in-law says you are arrogant."

"Hehe, I'm busy..."

He Chen stayed in Ping'an City for one night and came back in a hurry. Zhuang Bufan had already decided on the ranking and announced the results of the essay call.