Chapter 401: You Are Truly a Genius

Chen Nuo hadn't been confronted like this for a long time, and suddenly being confronted like this, he actually didn't feel uncomfortable.

Instead, he felt a sense of freshness.

Not that he was a masochist, but people really need this. Otherwise, going from one victory to another day after day, winning again and again, he would definitely forget who he was.

Speaking of which,

Chen Nuo could see that this assistant named Harper or whatever was probably loyal to Lori. However, he didn't know the relationship between the two.

From the very beginning when they met, Lori took the initiative to offer to find him women, to sending Gao Yuanyuan to his bed, and now, he and Lori were comrades who had fought in the same trench, calling each other "old friend" was absolutely not an exaggeration.

Other than not having communicated personally yet, everything else was not a big deal!

Being scolded like this by Lori, the young man's handsome face first turned visibly red, and afterward, as if he had been hit by a pressure point, he sat in his seat motionless, stuttering in his mouth: "I... sorry... I..."

He "I"ed for a long time, but didn't "I" anything out.

Following Lori Eisner's sentence "Don't make me say it a second time,"

only then did his face turn pale, he stood up supporting the table, walked out in a daze, tripped over the cafe chair halfway, and almost fell.

Chen Nuo had been observing his whole set of actions, feeling that if one day there was a similar scene, he only needed to act according to this set of actions, and he would definitely let every audience member realize how miserable this character was.

"There are too many idiots in this world." Lori Eisner shrugged at Chen Nuo after Harper walked out of the cafe: "Can't blame me, I originally thought that a Wharton graduate would at least know when to shut up. If I had known, I should have let him go back to the hotel and copy the quotes the film distributors gave us ten times. But it's fine now, I originally wanted to fire him. I always felt this person was a bit perverted."

"Perverted? I think you are addicted to firing people.

"Haha, give it a rest. Come to think of it, do you know that this friend of yours was humiliated at a White House press conference a while ago..."

When Harper walked out of the cafe, he felt his life was just like the weather at that moment—suffocatingly gloomy. Imagining how Chen Nuo would talk about him in front of Luo Rui at this time, mocking him, his skin seemed to feel a stinging sensation. He was dazed, walking forward along the street without knowing where to go.

But in reality?

In the cafe, the moment he walked out, whether it was Luo Rui or Chen Nuo, after just a sentence or two, they seemed to have thrown him to the back of their minds.

After chatting for a while, they started talking about the movie again.

"You are planning to build your own global distribution network, right?" Luo Rui asked curiously.

Chen Kexin and Wu Junru also looked over attentively, appearing very serious and eager to hear what he had to say.

Chen Nuo was stunned for a moment, "Me? I don't have one."

"No?" Luo Rui looked incredulous, "I heard you built an alliance, adding all the distributors who attended your film screening. Aren't you planning to integrate resources through this alliance to build a global market distribution system?"

"I don't..." Chen Nuo subconsciously prepared to explain.

But after saying two words, he closed his mouth again.

He realized he really didn't know how to explain it.

He couldn't possibly say he was just trying to make some money. Treating selling movies like selling houses, following the domestic practice of selling pre-construction properties, having all the numbered clients join a club, and then issuing a VIP card?

What alliance? He just felt at the time that calling it a VIP club wasn't appropriate; it was a bit low.

So, he casually said "Silk Road Alliance," translated into Chinese as the Silk Road Alliance, abbreviated as the Silk Road Alliance.

Explaining all these twists and turns, it felt like the credibility wasn't very high.

Seeing his expression, Luo Rui seemed to understand something and smiled, "Although the Chinese film market is growing rapidly, your domestic box office is not yet enough to support major productions, and overseas markets, especially distribution channels in North America and Europe, are currently blank for you. You are using your influence to build a distribution network. Not only for your own company but also for Chinese cinema, right?"

Chen Nuo stared at her blankly, as if looking at some kind of Pokémon.

After a while, he suddenly revealed a helpless smile, shook his head, and sighed, "Sigh, you saw right through that. You truly are Luo Rui Eisner. By the way, which school did you graduate from again? It seems I should recruit more of your alumni in the future; your school is definitely a hundred times better than Wharton."

"Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism." Luo Rui Eisner smiled a bit proudly, "The Pulitzer Prize is awarded by our school. It's definitely a hundred times better than those idiots at Pennsylvania."

Chen Nuo gave a thumbs up: "Okay, I'll remember that."

Luo Rui asked curiously, "Actually, this is a good thing. Why did you deny it just now?"

Chen Nuo sighed again, "Sigh, we Chinese, we have always been relatively humble. We only like to do things silently and don't like to be loud and boisterous."

"Including you?"

"Of course, including me. Haven't you noticed how humble I am?"

"Hahaha, no."

Just as Chen Nuo was about to counterattack,

At this moment, Chen Kexin suddenly said, "Nuo Zai, if there's anything you need help with regarding this Silk Road Alliance, just say the word. Although my individual power is limited, I can call upon all the filmmakers in Hong Kong to support you together."

More than 40 minutes later, Chen Kexin and Wu Junru took their leave.

After getting into the car, Wu Junru complained a little, "We should have left long ago. If we don't leave, others have a lot of things they aren't comfortable saying. I know how you feel, but it wouldn't have been impossible to talk at another time."

Chen Kexin sighed and said, "I know."

Wu Junru looked at his expression and added, "You can't be impatient in doing anything. If you keep talking, others will get annoyed too. If Nuo Zai really wants to do it, he'll do it without you saying anything. If he doesn't want to, it's useless no matter how much you say."

Chen Kexin said impatiently, "Alright, alright, I know."

Wu Junru smiled and stopped talking.

Women sometimes complain, but she understands very well when to shut up and when to give a man some space.

The car drove at a moderate speed, and Chen Kexin stared blankly at the Cannes street scene outside the window.

His mind was full of that "alliance."

As a veteran who has been struggling in the Hong Kong film circle for thirty years, and also a film company boss, Chen Kexin knows too well what such an "alliance" means for Chinese-language films.

Like him, if it weren't for Netflix stepping in and the personal connections of the Luo Rui Eisner family, he might not have been able to gather a few people for this advance screening.

This is not just his situation, but the dilemma that the vast majority of directors from China, Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan face when stepping onto the international stage. Just like he heard, there was a mainland director named Li Yang who, if he hadn't met Chen Nuo, would have almost starved to death on the streets of Cannes because he couldn't sell his film.

If the factors causing this difficulty were just due to cultural barriers between East and West, that would be one thing.

But, it just so happens that it's not.

The Koreans are doing extremely well in this regard.

"Haeundae," "The Unforgiven," "The Housemaid," "Sunny"—one after another, they have shined brightly in the global market. Not to mention "Mother," an art-house film that sold over 70 million USD at the global box office!

Although there is the bonus of the Cannes Best Actor and the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. However, if there wasn't the confidence of global distribution, would a market of over 20 million people dare to offer sky-high contracts and come to China to hire people?

Why has the gap between Chinese and Korean films been widening over the years?

It's not that Chinese films are really that bad; it's because the Korean film industry has its own system of cultural output.

Large companies like CJ Entertainment, Lotte Entertainment, and Showbox compete domestically, but when promoting internationally, they coordinate through the Korean government's KOFIC (Korean Film Council).

As an official organization, KOFIC provides channels for Korean films to go overseas, provides translation subsidies, connects them with booths, and matches them with buyers, ensuring that no Korean film lacks channels to connect with global buyers.

This is the key to the gradually expanding influence of Korean films overseas step by step!

Looking at Chinese films, on the other hand...

To put it bluntly, it would be unreasonable if they didn't lose.

But... if there were a platform,

It could build a bridge connecting Chinese films with international buyers, such as helping to promote films to European and American distributors, organizing screenings, and providing help with sales negotiations and subtitle translation.

Then for Chinese-language films, it would be no different from opening a door to the global market!

Actually, this is not a fresh concept.

He knows that as early as the 1980s, Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers wanted to establish global channels through kung fu films, but in the end, they returned in defeat due to a lack of systematic distribution experience.

In the 90s, Tsui Hark's Film Workshop and Wong Kar-wai's Jet Tone Films also tried. But the art-house market was too small, and neither Film Workshop nor Jet Tone had the ability to integrate resources; the result of fighting alone was that it ended up with nothing.

After entering the 21st century, Huayi Brothers launched a global distribution plan, and Bona also tried to break through with major productions, but all ended in failure. The overseas box office of Huayi's "A World Without Thieves" was less than 500,000, and Bona's "Bodyguards and Assassins" was also less than 1 million USD.

Even if Zhang Yimou's "Hero" earned 53 million USD in North America, that was the credit of Miramax spending money on marketing, and the distribution channels were still theirs.

Even Chen Kexin himself had tried.

In 2008, his "The Warlords" wanted to rely on Jet Li to open up the European and American markets, but the final result was that the North American box office was less than 300,000 USD, and the distributor never followed up after one cooperation.

In a word, starting from the 80s, China's 30 years of attempts all ended in total failure.

So much so that in the last two years, Chen Kexin hasn't heard anyone dreaming this dream anymore.

It's not that everyone doesn't want to, but reality is too cruel.

Therefore, when he heard it from Chen Nuo's own mouth, Chen Kexin's mood was truly very complicated.

He felt that if there was still one person who could try what Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers couldn't do in the 80s, chew on the bones that Film Workshop and Jet Tone couldn't chew in the 90s, and fulfill the global distribution dream that left Huayi and Bona helpless in 2000.

Then it could only be that big boy in his 20s, and no one else. Even if it only ends up being a platform with better translation and more reliable screenings, it would be enough for Chinese-language films to pay less tuition.

Chen Kexin was lost in thought when suddenly there was another hand in his.

Turning his head to look, it was his wife's smiling face; she wasn't young, and she wasn't very beautiful, but she was as gentle as water.

"Husband, take it slow, don't be anxious."

"Hmm."

"I was a bit loud to you just now, I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Chen Kexin and the others left.

Chen Nuo and Luo Rui subsequently changed to a quiet and more expensive restaurant, chatting about more private topics while having dinner.

In a low-key one-star Michelin restaurant near the Old Port of Cannes, the two sat in a corner, while Linghu and Luo Rui's female secretary sat at a nearby table.

This restaurant was hidden deep in a narrow alley, there weren't many people, and it was far from the hustle and bustle of the Palais des Festivals.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the sparkling Mediterranean Sea. Inside, a band was playing soothing music, and the distance between each table was very spacious, providing excellent privacy; if one didn't pay special attention, one couldn't see who was sitting at the neighboring table.

But Luo Rui still lowered her voice and said, "Brad is preparing to propose to Jolie; it should be in these few days, right here in Cannes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nuo was immediately shocked, "WTF, propose? What the hell. Aren't the two of them... already married?"

"They have always just been in a relationship."

"Then whose child was she pregnant with before?"

"Of course it's Brad's... The two of them aren't married, but they have three children, so Angelina is very distressed now. She found out about this news in advance, but she doesn't know if she should agree when the time comes."

Oh my god. Is that how it is?

Chen Nuo was stunned for a long time; he really didn't know this in both his lifetimes combined. Because in the Chinese mindset, one subconsciously feels that one only has children after marriage; how could one possibly go and verify this?

But he didn't expect that, actually... it's the same as him.

"She asked for my opinion. How do you think I should answer her?"

"I..." Chen Nuo looked at Luo Rui's expression and realized, "If she gets married, what are you two going to do?"

"Of course, break up." Luo Rui smiled at him. But this smile was as forced as it could be.

"Alright." Chen Nuo said, "Then let her say no."

Luo Rui Eisner shook her head and said, "I can't, this way..."

Chen Nuo's phone suddenly rang.

He looked at the number, answered it, and said irritably, "What? I told you I'm out eating with a friend; you guys eat by yourselves."

However, it wasn't Liu Yifei's voice on the other end, but a mix of several voices, with Liu Yifei's giggles mixed in.

"Chen Zong! The Italians agreed!" they said in unison on the other side.

"What!?" Chen Nuo was both surprised and happy, even wanting to stand up at once, but immediately noticed the surrounding environment and sat back down, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

He whispered, "Really? What are the conditions? How much money was negotiated?"

It was the voice of a new female employee, "Chen Zong, just like we discussed before, Italy plus Southern European countries like Portugal, Spain, and Greece, packaged together for 5 million USD! And there's also what we promised before."

"Well done!"

This feeling was even more exciting than earning 50 million USD.

Sigh, poverty really does curb one's ambitions.

Who told him he was in such a rush for money to book a plane.

"It's Nazha's credit!" they started chattering on the other end of the phone.

Hearing how Guli Nazha negotiated the price of 4 million USD today, Chen Nuo couldn't help but beam with joy.

So far, everything has progressed more smoothly than he imagined.

After three advance screenings, a total of 26 countries, in the day and a half that has passed, there are already 14 clients who have signed contracts with him. After chewing on this tough nut of Italy, the scattered contract amounts added up to 15.3 million USD!

This can be called a major victory!

Only 4.7 million USD away from his original goal!

Once the British are taken down, and the Americans who will definitely want it are taken down, 20 million USD is already a sure thing!

No wonder they are so excited over there; he is excited too!

"Where is she?"

"She's here. Come on Nazha, you come and tell Chen Zong yourself."

Guli Nazha's voice came through, also sounding very happy, "Chen Zong."

Hearing Guli Nazha's energetic voice, Chen Nuo couldn't help but feel gratified in his heart. Just say it, this is definitely a top-sales seedling!

"Keep up the effort, strive to finalize a few more before tomorrow night's premiere!"

"Okay, Chen Zong. I will continue to work hard. Actually, it's not just me; everyone helped a lot."

Chen Nuo smiled, "Good, good, good, I know. I'll have Qi Zong give you all a bonus when the time comes." "Oh yeah!"

"Chen Zong, you're the best!"

"I love you, Chen Nuo!"

"Hahahaha!"

Amidst the laughter on the other end, Chen Nuo hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Luo Rui asked curiously.

After Chen Nuo told her excitedly, the woman was shocked, "You sold Italy and Southern Europe together to Eagle Pictures for 5 million!?"

"Keep your voice down."

"WTF! Just that movie of yours?"

"Yes, a very refined road thriller!"

"Bullshit!" Luo Rui couldn't help but swear, then stared at him steadily and said, "Are you sure you only had a cameo in the movie?"

"Of course."

Luo Rui Eisner gritted her teeth and said, "Then... how? Do you know how much the package price was for the whole of Europe, excluding the UK, France, and Germany, when I talked to Danny from Lionsgate about 'Killer of Queen's Boulevard' before? He only wanted to give 1.5 million! How did you do it?"

Chen Nuo laughed, "1.5 million? Luo Rui, how do you negotiate prices? Lionsgate is such a big company, and 'Killer of Queen's Boulevard' at least has Jet Li. Are they treating you like an amateur shooting DV?"

Luo Rui rolled her eyes, "Stop trying to teach me! Danny is already the head of Lionsgate's European distribution. He said Hong Kong films have large cultural barriers and the box office is risky, so 1.5 million was already the top price. For the Southern and Eastern European markets, they estimated the box office at most 500,000 USD. How did you get 5 million USD? Seriously, did you have a few drinks with them, and his brain snapped to give you such a high price?"

With Chen Kexin not around, Chen Nuo didn't hide anything anymore. Otherwise, he always felt it wasn't very good, having a suspicion of showing off.

But with Luo Rui, he didn't have so many reservations. He chuckled proudly and then said, "Let me tell you, I have already signed..."

Besides Italy's Eagle Pictures,

The Japanese production and distribution giant Shochiku was the first to sign with him.

Shochiku's representative, that is, the Japanese man who bowed to him, signed a 2 million USD copyright purchase agreement with them that afternoon.

The second was his old friend, South Korea's CJ Entertainment, which paid 2.4 million Euros.

Besides these two Asian strongholds, the third was Mexico's Gussi Cine, which packaged Mexico, Colombia, Peru, and other countries, paying a total of 500,000 USD.

Because he personally reviewed every transaction, Chen Nuo knew these signed countries like the back of his hand,

"... Finally, Southeast Asia, packaged by someone from Malaysia, gave a total of 1 million Euros. Hehe, the big clients left now are the British and the Americans... Oh, that's right!"

As Chen Nuo said this, he suddenly remembered and picked up the phone to call.

"Hey, Nazha, it's me. Remember to remind Lionsgate in the UK and those companies in the US, tell them there are already 4, Italy has been sold! There is currently one spot left, only the last spot remains for the top five, miss it and it's goodbye forever... Yes, yes, that's what I mean, don't wait until it's too late! Good, good, good, keep it up!"

Hanging up the phone, seeing Luo Rui looking at him seriously, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Luo Rui smiled and said, "... You promised to go to the premieres in so many places, and you have to participate in their programs. You say five, but actually, you have to go to almost 20 countries."

"You are not just doing this for these 20 million."

"The more important goal is that you are taking the opportunity to go to those places, build personal relationships with their local distributors, and construct a distribution network that belongs exclusively to you. Right?"

"It looks like you are going to promote the movie, but in fact, the ultimate goal is all for your Silk Road Alliance."

"By then, this entire global distribution channel will be built on the foundation of your personal friendship with them. The network constructed on top of this will be tightly held in your own hands. Even if other Chinese film companies intervene in the future, they won't be able to form a threat to you. They can't poach them, and they can only rely on you."

"This is what you are doing. Am I right?"

"Chen, you are indeed very powerful. Your approach is very subtle; others might only see that you organized an alliance, but they can't see your core layout. However, you can't hide it from me."

The woman smiled a bit proudly, her green eyes full of joy, as if she had forgotten the pain in her emotions.

Chen Nuo looked at her for a long time, and finally nodded sincerely, praising, "I'll say it again, you really are a genius, Luo Rui."

"Haha, thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome."

On the Cannes seaside at night, a gentle breeze was blowing.

Cannes in May is so gentle; no wonder the film festival chose this time.

The jazz music coming from nowhere was like background music, starlight sprinkled on the sea surface, reflecting silver glimmers, and the swaying lights of yachts in the distance made everything look more like a scene from a movie.

After discerning Chen Nuo's grand ambition, Luo Rui Eisner finally stopped continuing the topic on this, but instead talked about herself.

After joining Netflix, suddenly being in a high position and also being a promoter of Netflix's company reforms, the woman was clearly facing more arduous challenges than ever before, far from the glamorous life outsiders imagined.

However, Chen Nuo couldn't help her much with this.

Only when hearing her say that Netflix was preparing to split the DVD rental and online streaming services, establishing two websites, Qwikster and Netflix, and also raising membership fees, he said, "Be cautious."

"I also think this isn't very good, but Reed insists, and I have no way," Luo Rui said helplessly, "After all, he founded this company, and I can only listen to him."

Chen Nuo nodded and said, "I'm just guessing, perhaps there will be a good result? However, if there's anything you need help with, just say the word. I hope you can sit firmly in your position at Netflix; otherwise, my global distribution network will be missing a key component, hahahahaha."

"What do you mean? I can't help you with film distribution." Saying this, Luo Rui suddenly said, "Unless... are you interested in producing online content?"

"Ah?"

Chen Nuo didn't know how many times he had been caught off guard by the woman's genius tonight.

But this time he wasn't planning to show off, just preparing to shake his head.

But he heard Luo Rui say, "Where did you get the news? Indeed, after our film copyright agreement with Star Wars expired, the renewal price wasn't negotiated, and a lot of content was taken down. So we have decided to reduce our reliance on external supply chains through self-produced content. We are indeed looking for partners now to produce original content exclusively for us to play."

"However... our current goal is mainly focused on the European and American markets; Asian TV dramas are not suitable for us to broadcast."

Chen Nuo swallowed back his refusal and said, "Why?"

"Because... are you angry?"

"No, I'm just curious, why are you so absolute?"

"Uh, because we statistics through online streaming data, our audience is not interested in Asian TV dramas, not interested at all. They like David Fincher, they like Kevin Spacey, they prefer political thrillers from the Western world. So... tell you a top-secret piece of news, we are currently negotiating an adaptation of a British drama with MRC."

"What's the name?"

"'House of Cards'." Luo Rui didn't mean to hide it from him and smiled at him, "A great TV drama, we are preparing to invest 100 million USD to cooperate with MRC and produce it together. The director invited is David Fincher, and the male lead is Spacey."

Chen Nuo was silent for a moment, then asked curiously, "Why do I feel you aren't very happy?"

"Is there? I... alright, indeed there is a little bit." Luo Rui looked at the sea in the distance, was dazed for a while, and then said, "Actually, it's not a little bit; actually, I feel very uncomfortable."

Chen Nuo frowned and said, "So what exactly is going on?"

"Being responsible for content production is actually my job responsibility, but in the face of a real major production, I was kicked away. The person currently responsible for this project is named Ted Sarandos. You probably don't know him, but he is my competitor within the company. If he succeeds, my future at Netflix should forever only be a vice president who is nothing."

Luo Rui smiled brightly and said, "Actually, I even suspect now that Reed just wants to use my surname to suppress some voices on the board of directors and push for reform. That's all. I am just a mascot he placed there."

"Over the past year, besides helping him fire people and lay off staff, in terms of real production, except for this 'Killer of Queen's Boulevard,' nothing has been handed to me. And this movie, currently it looks like... the probability of success is not high."

"Perhaps it's also because of this that I disappointed them, so 'House of Cards' was given to Ted Sarandos to do. But who knows?"

Luo Rui Eisner's eyes revealed a trace of confusion and decadence, a look Chen Nuo had never seen before.

"Now might be the time I feel most like a failure in my life. Career, emotions, I don't seem to have any aspect that is satisfactory..." The woman took a deep breath, turned to look at Chen Nuo, and smiled, "Does this look of mine make you a bit disappointed?"

Chen Nuo shrugged and said, "A little bit."

Luo Rui laughed, "You really aren't a gentleman at all. Won't you comfort me?"

"Is comfort useful?"

"Haha, Chen, you really are a cold-blooded guy."

Luo Rui Eisner laughed again, or rather, she had actually been laughing the whole time, but suddenly, tears flowed out of her emerald green eyes unknowingly, sliding down her fair cheeks.

But she immediately turned her head away, and Chen Nuo also pretended not to see it.

"Sit for a while."

"Okay."

Chen Nuo sat down on a bench on the Promenade de la Croisette in Cannes, and Luo Rui sat next to him. Linghu and Luo Rui's female secretary, like them, found a chair not far away and sat down.

The scent of the woman's perfume entered his nose.

"Dior J'adore?"

"How did you know?"

"Just filmed a movie with its spokesperson. She has this scent on her."

"Charlize Theron... How did you feel working with her this time?"

"Pretty good, an excellent actor, very professional."

"According to the news I got, many people in Hollywood don't think highly of this movie of yours. They all think it's that spoiled playboy from the Pritzker family messing around."

"... What about you? Do you think so too?"

"No, I'm different from them."

"How are you different?"

Luo Rui turned her head and looked at him seriously: "I trust you. I don't think you would joke about movie matters; even with more money, it wouldn't make you take on a bad movie."

Chen Nuo said seriously, "Although it probably isn't like that, I still want to say thank you."

Luo Rui laughed, "OMG, what are we two doing? This isn't our style, it makes me feel very, very cheesy. Instead of this, it's better to let you touch my thigh."

"You said it?" Chen Nuo made a look of being invigorated, "Then here I come?"

"... What is the French police number? Is it 911?"

"Do you think I would tell you the police number when I'm sexually harassing you? Do you think I'm an idiot who graduated from Wharton?"

"Hahahahahaha, then who knows?"

Luo Rui Eisner's laughter traveled far in the night wind, causing several tourists playing with sand on the beach not far away to turn and look. However, the place where the two of them were sitting was just under the shade of a tree, and they couldn't see anything.

"House of Cards..." Chen Nuo suddenly said, "That elf prince you mentioned just now, you can't intervene in this project he is responsible for?"

"Haha, elf prince, his name is Ted Sarandos," Luo Rui laughed.

"Doesn't this name sound like an elf? Whatever, who cares. Anyway, you can't snatch this project in his hands now?"

"Of course, this is already his."

"When is this show expected to air?"

"It should be the year after next, 2013."

"If this project succeeds by then, will you be unemployed?"

"Hahahahahaha, I hate this way you put it, but, indeed it's possible."

"Then suppose, I'm saying suppose, there is another TV drama now, it is very, very likely to succeed, perhaps it can also succeed like House of Cards. You found this project, you discovered it. Does this help your situation?"

"Of course it does. Actually, I have also been looking," Luo Rui laughed, "But I haven't found it yet. Do you have a suggestion?"

Chen Nuo smiled, "Seems like there is one."

Luo Rui looked at his expression and was surprised, "Oh, no way. Are you really going to produce one yourself?"

Chen Nuo said, "I didn't want to originally, but now, 'Queen's Boulevard' seems to be something I introduced to you... I don't want to owe you anything."

"What are you talking about? Why would you think this way? What does this have to do with you, I..." Luo Rui Eisner heard this and immediately started gesturing and talking a lot, feeling quite excited.

Chen Nuo didn't want to listen anymore and directly placed his right hand on the woman's bare thigh exposed outside her dress, stroking it up and down.

Hmm, overall, there was no change; among Western women, it was still considered smooth. It seems she hasn't lacked maintenance during this period.

Luo Rui suddenly quieted down, looking down at his hand.

Chen Nuo said, "Alright, now listen to me, still that same question. Do you trust me?"

Luo Rui looked up at him, blinked her eyes, "Don't ask me this, tell me the French police number first."

"456."

"Do you think I'm an idiot? How could this be it!"

"This isn't a phone number."

"Then what is it?"

"It's a contestant number," Chen Nuo laughed and repeated, "It's a contestant number for a game."

(End of this chapter)