The next day, Yan Fei gave this material to the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief glanced at the material, got up immediately, and called Yan Fei to the lounge in the cubicle.

"Where did you get this thing?"

"Yesterday, I saw the person from Yingyin outside. He gave it to me. Editor-in-chief, is the data written on this real or fake? I don't know much about it. Did Song Shao not show you this material?" Yan Fei said in surprise.

"No." The editor-in-chief glanced over the material quickly, "The production cost of 800,000 yuan for a single episode is indeed a bit high, and it is estimated that it will not cost so much in Yunhai."

"That person lied to me?" Yan Fei asked in surprise.

"That's not..." The editor-in-chief scratched his head. "Different cities have different production costs. Moreover, Hongchuan painter may have higher painting skills. Of course, the animation produced will be better. I can only say that the material It’s worth the money. But I’m more inclined to the fact that the above is true."

"why?"

"How many fools are starting companies? Before a plan is made, various budgets will be made in advance, including whether income and expenditure are balanced. If the profit of making "ys" is large, there will not be only those companies Before, I was also thinking about the reasons. Now it seems that the production cost is really too high.” The editor-in-chief speculated.

"Yingyin gave the highest price and the best conditions. I'm afraid that after the Chinese New Year, the popularity of "ys" will decrease and all costs will shrink." Yan Fei looked at the editor-in-chief, "What should I do now?"

The editor-in-chief looked through the document again, pondered for three or four minutes before looking up at Yan Fei, "Well, let me ask someone to ask, if all of this is true, I will go to the president to mention it. Strive for cooperation with Yingyin."

"Really?"

Yan Fei's heart suddenly loosened.

The editor-in-chief calls Song Ren "Song Shao", and only when he calls Song Tai would he say "President".

If Song Tai can intervene, he should be able to see the pros and cons in his opinion.

Yan Fei returned to the office happily. Just after sitting down, Xiaoli hurried in.

After putting the handbag on the table, Xiaoli picked up the water glass and drank half of it "dang-dong-dong".

"I'm tired, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to communicate with the bookstore." Xiaoli took a few breaths, her heart beating, but she couldn't stop still.

"Do you know how difficult it was for me then?" Yan Fei smiled.

"I see. It's mainly because the people in the sales department don't work well, they always let me run back and forth." Xiaoli said helplessly.

"What's the date?" Yan Fei asked.

"This weekend. Sister Yan, Teacher Zhou is looking forward to the first book signing." Xiao Li squinted her eyes.

"Don't bully others." Yan Fei entered the password of the notebook and clicked the mouse to confirm.

"How is it possible? My baby, he is too late..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yan Fei looked at the laptop screen, her face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong? Sister Yan."

"Someone moved my computer." Yan Fei frowned.

"No? Don't you have a password? I don't even know." Xiaoli looked confused.

"I know..." Yan Fei muttered to herself, rubbing her forehead.

"Did you remember it wrong? Maybe no one moved at all." Xiaoli puzzled.

"Impossible." Yan Fei shook her head, "This is the material that someone sent me through the Penguin... However, the chat history between me and him yesterday appeared in the dialog box. Unless someone deliberately turned up, otherwise, these The content will not come out."

Yan Fei received the document sent by Wang Wenhong, and her mood suddenly changed when she had just improved.

Xiaoli looked around. Everyone in the room was working at the desk, and some were not in the office. It was unrealistic to find out who turned over Yan Fei's notebook.

"Oh...I see." Yan Fei sighed.

"Do you know who moved your computer?"

"No, I forgot to turn off the computer when I was out just now. It is estimated that someone turned over my computer at that time." Yan Fei felt a little tired.

"Why don't you ask someone else?" Xiaoli looked around again, just about to get up from her seat, but was held back by Yan Fei.

"Forget it. No need. Even if you ask, no one will say it."

If things get into trouble, she will let everyone know about Wang Wenhong's search for information. She didn't want this.

Yan Fei felt that this was unnecessary, and that the materials from Wang Wenhong had not been downloaded. This is the most important thing.

Although Xiaoli didn't say anything, she was wary of those around her in her heart.

Peeking at other people’s computers is a matter of offending others’ privacy. It is not a big thing, but it is not a small thing.

If she knows who peeped, she will definitely scold him, maybe she will call the police.

Yan Fei quickly left the incident behind her head, and couldn't wait to open the information from Wang Wenhong.

There are not many materials from Wang Wenhong, only three copies. Two of them are the production costs of different animations, and the third one analyzes the costs of different animations.

After reading these materials, Yan Fei finally understood why Yingyin spent so much money on the production of "ys".

Zou Nan is right. Different comics have different production costs.

Generally speaking, the production cost of animations with younger audiences is lower than that of animations with older audiences.

This is because, in addition to selling animation, the former also sells animation peripherals, but the latter mainly sells animation itself. In order for the audience to consciously pay for DVDs and BDs, the animation must be produced well.

In short, if you let Yingyin company produce the animation of "ys", the cost will be very high. If you increase the copyright fee, the budget will indeed be a lot of pressure. com, but at the same time, it is not necessarily only an animation.

Alas, now I can only see if the editor-in-chief can persuade the old president.

Yan Fei rubbed her forehead, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

After the lunch break, Yan Fei rubbed her wistful eyes.

Just after pouring a glass of boiling water, the landline phone on the table top rang.

Yan Fei quickly picked up the microphone, and the other party asked immediately.

"Hello, Xiaoyan?"

It is the voice of the editor-in-chief.

"it's me."

"Come to the president's office, I'll wait for you here."

From the tone of voice, it is impossible to judge whether the editor-in-chief is in good or bad mood.

Yan Fei answered and stood up immediately.

"Sister Yan, what's the matter?" Xiaoli said with a yawn.

"It's okay, sleep with you." Yan Fei touched Xiaoli's forehead lightly, took the notepad, and walked out of the editorial office.

Knock on the president's office, Yan Fei saw that there were only two people in the house.

Song Ren was sitting in the boss chair, while the editor-in-chief was standing by the table. Neither of them looked very good-looking, and they had obviously gone through heated discussions.

"Yan Fei, I called you over for the production of "ys" animation. My father and the editor-in-chief thought, I already know, and I want to know how you think about this problem."

Yan Fei didn't expect Song Ren to get straight to the point. For a while, she was speechless.