Chapter 440 The Meeting Is Imminent

European and American markets?

Wang Wenhong's eyelids twitched twice. So far, Huaxia has no animation that can open the door to the European and American markets.

"No, Teacher Shen... very few foreign TV stations or video sites buy Chinese animation." Wang Wenhong wondered, "I don't think it's just us, maybe even Orochi didn't think of it."

"is that so?"

Shen Xin frowned slightly, it seems that this still needs a process. Whether it's "ic future" or orochi, they don't plan to open up the European and American markets-it seems that they can only rely on "tap water".

It's a pity that "Steel Refining" is so popular in Europe and the United States, and it also ranks at the top of many rankings, but the road in this world seems to be not smooth.

If Shen Xin had the right to decide, he might rather provide part of the animation for free than release "Smelting Steel". But magazines and animation companies are aiming at making profits, and they will definitely not do projects that cannot make ends meet.

After all, Huaxia Animation has not yet had a great success, so they should not be optimistic about "Smelting Steel".

Thinking of this, Shen Xin sighed regretfully,

Wang Wenhong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to have a long talk with Shen Xin, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

At this time, Xi Muhan also went up to the second floor, saw Wang Wenhong, suddenly realized that his outline had not been finished, apologized quickly, turned and turned on the computer.

"Don't worry. If it's too late, you can leave it to us tomorrow morning. Xiaohan, you'd better go tomorrow too."

"I'm going too?" Xi Muhan was a little surprised.

"Well. You can listen to their requirements for this part of the original, and if you have anything to say, you can also give feedback directly." Wang Wenhong explained.

Xi Muhan glanced at Shen Xin, saw him nodding his head slightly, nodded and said, "All right."

Fukuda Lunge and Shoji Uno arrived at the magazine office at 10 o'clock tomorrow, and Shen Xin and the others prepared to arrive at the editorial department at 9 o'clock to meet with Shang Haozhi in advance to refresh themselves.

Due to the lack of translation, Yan Fei also got involved.

The people who will participate in tomorrow's meeting are basically confirmed, there are 8 people in total, Shen Xin and Xi Muhan know it well.

Since Shen Xin is going to the magazine office with Xi Muhan tomorrow,

Let the three assistants rest for a day.

After the three of them heard the news at the dinner table, their faces showed joy, Hang Jian was still restrained, Gao Hang and Liu Rui were whispering, as if they were discussing something.

Shen Xin was happy to hear about this kind of thing.

It is also a happy event that two people can really tie the knot, but I don't know what the two of them really think.

"Ahem... It's time for dinner." Xi Muhan only drank a bowl of soup after eating in the afternoon, noticed Shen Xin's gaze, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

"oh."

Shen Xin quickly picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of beef on the rice, and put it into her mouth.

This night, both Shen Xin and Xi Muhan slept very late.

Xi Muhan was busy until one o'clock in the morning to write the outline, while Shen Xin was busy drawing the character designs of the four main characters of Xingguo, and it was almost three o'clock when he went to bed.

The next day, Xi Muhan opened his sleepy eyes, touched the phone, and glanced at it.

7:58.

I closed my eyes subconsciously, it was only 7:58...

Huh?

Xi Muhan sat up suddenly, and the sleepiness in his body disappeared.

It takes an hour from the studio to the magazine office of "ic future", depending on whether the traffic is congested or not.

She quickly put on her clothes, came to the next door, and knocked on the door.

"Brother Xin, hurry up, we're going to be late."

As soon as the words fell, she heard a loud noise and a scream from inside the house.

"Brother Xin, are you alright?" Xi Muhan asked worriedly, his heart tightened.

"No... nothing."

Said it was all right, but Xi Muhan still heard "pain" from Shen Xin's words.

"Wait a moment, I'll come out right away."

Taking advantage of this time, Xi Muhan washed up briefly, put on light makeup, then packed up the necessary documents, and left the studio with Shen Xin.

The two hurried and hurried, and when they arrived at the magazine, it was still after nine o'clock.

Shang Haozhi and Yan Fei were not in the editorial department. Wang Wenhong led them to the reception room next door and brought each of them a glass of water.

"I thought you weren't coming?"

"I slept a little late yesterday." Shen Xin laughed dryly.

"Let me briefly talk about the situation. Mr. Shang and Yan Fei are currently in the chairman's office, and the electronic version of the manga is expected to come out in a week or two...Let's talk about our own affairs first. Mr. Shen, President Tomita has no objection to the original, but Supervisor Shuang It's a bit difficult to deal with. I also said yesterday that he wanted to make this animation because he had watched "Smelting Steel". Therefore, if the script quality is not high, there may be problems. Mr. Shang didn't go into too much detail. The specific situation is only Only when we can meet each other will we know.”

"I know."

Shen Xin glanced at Xi Muhan beside her, the tension in her heart was all written on her face.

"Relax, it's fine."

Although Xi Muhan has a place in the light novel market and has won some honors, she is still a girl in her early twenties. Facing this kind of situation, it is inevitable that she will be nervous, especially when the other party's words are very direct—if they In the end, she didn't agree, and the responsibility rested on her.

Xi Muhan took a deep breath, nodded slightly, "I'm fine."

"May I have a look at the outline you wrote first?" Seeing Xi Muhan's face change, Wang Wenhong asked quickly.

"Um."

Xi Muhan was about to open the handbag, when Yan Fei walked in suddenly, knocked on the door, "Here comes."

"Ah? So early?" Wang Wenhong glanced at his watch, and it was 20 minutes until 10 o'clock.

"People in District 11 are more punctual, right?"

"Time is running out suddenly. Xiaohan, I'll go next door to copy the outline." Sweat dripped from Wang Wenhong's forehead, he took the outline of Xi Muhan's story, stood up and said to Yan Fei, "Take them to the conference room, I'll be there later."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Wenhong strode out of the reception room.

"Teachers, are you ready?" Yan Fei smiled lightly.

"Sister Yan, don't be joking, where am I, what kind of teacher is it?" Xi Muhan quickly waved his hand.

Shen Xin stood up and patted Xi Muhan on the back.

Xi Muhan turned his head and saw Shen Xin staring at her with a smile on his face, so he nodded firmly: "Shall we go?"

The conference room this time is not too big, there is only an oval conference table with twenty or thirty chairs attached.

When the three entered the meeting room, Shang Haozhi was talking to Fukuda on a lunge. The interpreter Oi Hikaru came to convey the message to the two, and another young man with square glasses stared blankly at the table until Shen Xin waited. When someone came in, he raised his head.

After looking at the three people who came in, his eyes finally fell on Shen Xin, and he muttered softly: "Is the person in the middle Mr. Shen?"

Futian bowed his eyes immediately and nodded slightly, "It's him."

"You are so young." The young man murmured to himself.