Chapter 54: Heading to Cannes

Inside the VIP lounge of Xiangjiang Airport, Xiang Qian wore sunglasses and held a boarding pass, checking the passenger list: "Has Brother Long arrived? What about Sister Hong?"

"Coming, coming!" Cheng Long rushed in energetically, followed by an assistant carrying large and small bags, "Qian Zai! Did I arrive late?"

Xiang Qian glanced at his watch: "Five minutes later, and the plane wouldn't wait for you."

Wai Ying Hung sat elegantly on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee: "Brother Long, I heard you filmed all night last night?"

Cheng Long chuckled: "It was the final fight scene; I had to do it myself!"

Everyone laughed. Lin Qingxia walked in holding Zhao Yazhi's arm; the moment the two goddesses appeared, the entire lounge seemed to brighten.

"Sister Qingxia!" Lau Kar-leung hurried forward, "Your outfit is too beautiful!"

Lin Qingxia smiled slightly: "You too, Jia Ling. This dress suits you well."

The boarding announcement sounded, and everyone walked toward the gate in turn.

Hui Kwan-yin suddenly pulled Xiang Qian: "Qian Zai, I... I'm a bit afraid of flying..."

Before Xiang Qian could speak, Cheng Pei-pei patted Hui Kwan-yin's shoulder: "Afraid of what? When I filmed back in the day, being suspended by wires was far more dangerous!"

Ti Lung, cigar in mouth, spoke with great spirit: "A real man; it's just a plane ride!"

Fong Yat-wah walked over and handed Hui Kwan-yin a pill: "This is a sedative; take it and you won't be afraid."

After the plane took off smoothly, the flight attendants began distributing meals.

Cheng Long looked at the tray and frowned: "Why Western food again? I want to eat Wonton Noodles!"

Wai Ying Hung elegantly cut her steak: "Brother Long, make do for now; there's plenty for you to eat once we reach France."

Zhou Xingxing suddenly raised his hand: "Flight attendant! Do you have fish balls and coarse noodles?"

The flight attendant looked bewildered: "Huh?"

"Fish balls and coarse noodles!" Zhou Xingxing said seriously, "No fish balls? Then what about the coarse noodles?"

Xiang Qian held his forehead: "Xing Zai, stop messing around..."

Lin Qingxia and Zhao Yazhi sat nearby, chatting quietly.

"Yazhi, the gown you brought this time is truly beautiful," Lin Qingxia admired.

Zhao Yazhi smiled slightly: "Sister Qingxia's is the one that's stunning; I heard it was specially customized by Chanel?"

Lau Kar-leung leaned over: "Two sisters, could you share your skincare secrets?"

Fong Yat-wah and Xiang Qian sat in the front row, discussing the film festival strategy in low voices.

"Qian Zai, this time 'Parasite' is nominated for the main competition section; what are our chances?" Fong Yat-wah asked.

Xiang Qian pondered for a moment: "The head of the jury is Quentin; he has always favored works with a strong style."

Fong Yat-wah nodded: "I've already arranged the red carpet segment; Qingxia and Yazhi will lead, with Cheng Long bringing up the rear."

"What about public relations?"

"Don't worry," Fong Yat-wah said confidently, "exclusive interviews with Europe's top three media outlets are all scheduled."

Suddenly, the plane hit turbulence and shook violently.

Hui Kwan-yin gripped the armrest tightly, his face pale: "It's over, it's over! I'm going to die!"

Cheng Pei-pei calmly fastened her seatbelt: "It's a small matter; when I filmed at Shaw Brothers, it was far more thrilling than this."

Wai Ying Hung looked out the window: "Just clouds; it will pass soon."

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the plane stabilized.

Cheng Long let out a long sigh: "You scared me to death; I thought I was going to meet Bruce Lee early."

The flight attendant's announcement sounded: "Passengers, we are about to arrive at the airport..."

Xiang Qian stood up and faced everyone: "Everyone, are you ready to welcome Cannes?"

Everyone shouted in unison: "We are ready!"