He couldn't interrupt casually during this period, as this would make the negotiators' plans unable to proceed.
If he wanted to say something, he could only whisper it to Kurt beside him, trying not to change the process of their discussion.
The creative requirement for contestants in the talent show is "If your performance is not amazing, you will die." There are no restrictions on the content. Action performances, dance, juggling, stand-up comedy, magic, ventriloquism and more magical performances that cannot be classified can be performed.
The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and no one knows how many strange people and talents there are. The talent show will definitely set off a trend all over the world. Everyone wants to be a star and win millions of prizes!
Coupled with the harsh sarcasm of the judges, singers with ridiculous accents, folk acrobatics, and all kinds of strange contestant performances, it will definitely create a ratings miracle.
The negotiating team believes that ITV will not give up easily, and this is a clear blessing for the competition for interests in this negotiation.
As for ITV thinking that the price is high, it is a joke to go back and revise the plagiarism. Before that, John summarized the various draft models that appeared in later generations, such as red cross lights, swivel chairs, and baffles. , almost all have creative protection. If anyone dares to copy, John will probably spend enough time and money to fight a lawsuit with him.
The protection of intellectual property rights in the United States is very strict and has complete laws. Loopholes are not something you can exploit if you want.
The negotiation process was very intense, with foaming at the mouth and red-faced parties refusing to give in. John looked at the shrewish appearance of the well-dressed elites, the various data and evaluation reports listed by the other party, and the future with some pain. Regarding the profits of the TV station, etc., John looked like he was going to eat you to death and would not give in. He argued hard and calculated every penny clearly.
The process is very long. This is because both parties are interested in cooperating. Especially the TV station hopes to get it done immediately and go back to production. Otherwise, according to normal negotiations, it will take a year and a half. Even if it is simple, it will only take a few days. The tug-of-war cannot be completed.
Fortunately, John cannot accept protracted negotiations, and the top executives from the TV station are not that kind of character.
This made the negotiations speed up, and finally the final plan was reached. ITV paid 20 million pounds and 5% of the advertising share to obtain the copyrights of the British and Australian talent shows and to sell the European rights as an agent.
Compared with the US$6,700 that Fox spent to purchase the copyright of American Idol, it is naturally much cheaper. The prototype of American Idol is Pop Idol, the originator of the talent show launched by British TV in 2001. At the end of the first edition, three high-quality singing idols were unearthed. It became popular all over the world as soon as it was launched. Fox Broadcasting Company has a keen eye and has achieved success in the first season since 2002. The first episode in 2006 set a single-episode peak viewing record of more than 30 million.
Similarly, both John and ITV are confident that the talent show can be comparable to American Idol, but the TV station already feels that it is taking a huge risk to spend 20 million pounds. Fortunately, John is extremely satisfied with the result. , this is also the biggest gain he has gained from plagiarism since time travel. What else can he be dissatisfied with? You can't be too greedy, right?
John couldn't help but laugh at himself.
In the evening, I had dinner with the executives of the TV station. Although there was a real age gap between John and everyone present, John still had a great time chatting with them.
Regarding the TV station's joking request for joint promotion, John also rejected it in a joking tone. He really wasn't bothered enough to cause trouble for himself.
It's a good life, but if you hype up ideas and sell them at high prices, isn't that enough?
Moreover, even if he wants to be famous, he hopes to be famous as a writer, not as a way of getting rich so that others can be envious and jealous.
The key is to know how you got here. John always reminds himself that if there are too many surprises, they are no longer accidents. Therefore, completing the goal step by step and working steadily is the best plan.
Maybe it was a bit too much to think about. Since time traveling, what John lacked the most was a sense of security.
John shook his head, opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling, and looked around blankly. It looked very strange. It looked like a hotel room.
John sat up in a daze. The white sheets were very messy. He smelled it with his nose and could still smell a faint smell. He was naked and his clothes were scattered on the floor.
"What's wrong with me, Damn, didn't I drink the pill? Oh my god..."
John was a little confused. He should have been drinking with Nelson and others to celebrate. Later, at Kurt's instigation, he ran to the bar to continue drinking.
He vaguely seemed to have taken a cigarette wrapped in paper that the fat guy Kurt handed him. He took it with a smile and asked Kurt to light it for himself. Some hot girls in the private room also got into smoking. In the army of people, John felt like he was flying, his breathing movements became louder, and he smiled happily. His tense and depressed emotions were relieved, and he felt extra relaxed. Looking at the people around him seemed to be in slow motion.
At this time, John was scratching his head and recalling it. It seemed that he couldn't control himself at that time. That feeling was terrible when he thought about it now. What he was most afraid of was having his secret exposed.
Shaking his head, John got off the bed with some discomfort and pushed open the bathroom door. He was shocked by the sight in front of him. He saw a hot woman taking a shower.
"Hey, handsome boy, wake up. You were awesome last night!" The woman was pretty good-looking, but a little short at 165 centimeters. She said with a charming smile on her face, licking her tongue.
"Hi...Hi, hello!" John greeted somewhat at a loss. "You wash up first, and I'll go out first."
"Hehehe" Looking at John's somewhat panicked look, the beauty's smile made her branches tremble, and her peak white flowers trembled wildly.
"What a shame!"
John looked at the erect little John with some absurdity, and was speechless, "Damn, how horny are you!"
John looked at it and began to think wildly in his mind. He had been frightened by its reaction just now. Now he heard the sound of rushing water and cute laughter, and his desire was even higher.
Not to mention the depression in his heart about the lapse just now, John thought of that picture of a beautiful woman. He had no memory of last night, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.
Damn, the sword has been unsheathed. Of course, I have to swing it and lead it towards the enemy camp, killing goblins and horses.
He pushed open the door and rushed in, "Ah! Hee hee, ah..." A long sound came from the beauty's mouth.
The mutual force caused a splash of water, and the waves of the buttocks rolled. In addition to the sound of rushing water and gasping, the rest was the sound of "pop, pop, pop, pop".
At noon, the beauty watched John's car slowly disappearing with reluctance. The strong and handsome man brought her great pleasure. The big penis was really impressive, but it was a pity that this was just a friendly match. John suddenly had more He has a free and easy temperament, and he will not touch emotions now. How wonderful the future life will be. Thinking of the role model of playboy like Leonardo DiCaprio in Hollywood may be what he yearns for and needs.
After being comforted by the passion, John learned from the woman that although he was drunk last night, he didn't talk nonsense. He only spoke some Chinese from time to time, and no one knew what he said, so he felt relieved. Come.
The taxi took him home and after paying, John's clothes were a little messy and he was a little embarrassed.
"Sir, you are back." Liu Yan opened the door and saw John. She saw that his clothes were wrinkled and he looked like he was hungover.
"Well, I drank a little too much last night and slept in the hotel." John said gently to Liu Yan.
"I've made soup. You can drink some. It's good for your stomach. I'll bring it to you right away." Liu Yan closed the door, took the suit from John's hand, and said as she walked towards the kitchen.
Hearing the familiar Chinese dialect, John still felt warm in his heart from time to time. He walked into the cloakroom and changed into casual clothes. He felt much more comfortable. The tight suit shirt always gave him a feeling of restraint.
Drinking the delicious soup, John breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but marvel. He chatted with Liu Yan about China. Although he knew China very well, he still had to pretend to be a novice and ask all kinds of curious questions. He sighed in admiration, and his loneliness gradually eased with Liu Yan's description.