Chapter 467: Equity?, *Goodbye Mr. Loser*, *Running Man*

Because they caught a flight when returning from Hengdian, they got up quite early.

So after finishing lunch and taking a walk for a while, Liu Yifei naturally went to take a nap.

Even then, she didn't forget to instruct Lin Nan: "Remember to wake me up before six o'clock in the evening, so as not to oversleep, and then not be able to sleep in the second half of the night, and finally a vicious cycle."

Lin Nan couldn't help laughing when he heard it:

"Others might have day and night reversed, but Producer Liu definitely won't. As long as she sleeps well, adjusting her work and rest time? Isn't that easy?!"

Just after finishing speaking, a small bear pillow was thrown at Lin Nan, caught by him, and thrown back to Liu Yifei, who was sitting on the bed and pouting.

"Rest quickly, my Princess Xixi."

"Hmph!"

After saying that, Lin Nan flashed and closed the bedroom door, dodging the next wave of attacks.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Lin Nan returned to the company.

Downstairs, Jiang Xuerou was organizing manpower, and the filming team was about to set off in advance.

"The opening ceremony and those things, just leave them to Director Jiang."

"No problem, Lin Dao."

Jiang Xuerou understood Lin Nan's meaning. That is, neither Lin Nan nor Yue Jun would go to the set.

"Eh, by the way, how is *Red Sorghum*?"

Lin Nan suddenly thought of this drama; logically speaking, it had been wrapped up for almost half a year, why hadn't he heard any news from Zheng Xiaolong?

"Director Zheng said that the post-production is expected to take another two months. After all, it is a large-scale TV series of about sixty episodes, and the original author and the film are so famous, so we have to be careful."

"Mm, it should be like this, I know."

Lin Nan nodded and walked into the elevator, Yue Jun was already waiting for him in the office.

Two minutes later.

"Happy Mahua, how exactly did they say it?"

Lin Nan walked into the office and asked at the same time.

"A director named Yan Fei contacted me, mentioned the promise that Lin Dao could invest in our movies, and then very formally proposed a request for an appointment."

Yue Jun recalled the phone call in the morning and repeated it.

During the lunch break, he had already obtained the detailed information of Happy Mahua.

This company could be said to have nothing to do with the film and television circle; the business scope did not include movies and TV dramas, only stage plays, and at most a bit of the meaning of a talent agency.

"Lin Dao, are you sure you want to invest in their movies?"

How could Lin Nan not hear Yue Jun's meaning: "Don't underestimate them, Happy Mahua's stage plays are very popular, and almost all of them are original stage plays, which represents creative ability.

The sparrow is small but has all the internal organs, and their team can easily transform into a film and television company. Now what is missing is just funds, connections, and opportunities. And these, we can all provide."

"If you say so, it is indeed the case. It's just that from stage play to movie, the span is still a bit big! Haha..." Yue Jun laughed.

"No matter how big the span is, they are still directors, actors, and screenwriters from professional backgrounds, always better than those written by..." Lin Nan also joked.

"Then how to arrange it now, Lin Dao?"

Lin Nan sat in the chair and thought for a while.

Some words cannot be said by him personally, even if it is his meaning.

"Comedy investment costs have never been high, not to mention that the salary of these actors in Mahua is even lower. Set a time, you go to see them on my behalf first."

Speaking of this, Lin Nan paused, and Yue Jun also waited for the words behind with tacit understanding.

"Investment funds, filming team, post-production equipment, support in connections, and even helping with promotion—these are not problems. But, I want one thing..."

"Equity?"

Yue Jun blurted out. He knew that although such a company was small, it definitely wouldn't be sold... so it could only be equity.

Lin Nan laughed, "Mm, that's right. Leave it to you to talk, how much you can fight for, just fight for how much. For them, it's not a loss, it's very profitable!"

Although Yue Jun didn't quite understand why Lin Nan was so concerned about a company that did stage plays, he still nodded.

"The profit scale of this company is like a mosquito leg, I think it shouldn't be difficult."

"Then it depends on you, Director Yue."

At 3:00 in the afternoon, the Beijing International Film Festival ushered in the closing ceremony red carpet.

The filmmakers and actors and stars at the scene were more than double that of the opening ceremony.

Lin Nan was urged by several phone calls to brush his face and be a facade, and as a result, he snatched the limelight of many people.

"Han Dong, look, those foreign actors are exactly the same as the domestic ones, all 'toady' faces."

Ning Hao pulled Han Sanping and pointed at Lin Nan to tease: "Female actors greet us at most, chat for two sentences.

But once they hear it's Lin Nan, good guy, it's directly a cheek kiss and a hug. Look, Lin Dao's face has rubbed off quite a bit of cosmetics. The perfume on his body is a bit mixed, right?"

Lin Nan immediately retorted: "Your grandfather's, you look so fierce, it's not bad that others didn't hide from you."

Ning Hao's reaction was also quite fast, pulling Han Sanping, "Han Dong, I think he is pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust, talking about you."

"Used to it, used to it, after all, it's the personnel of 'Mountain Sculpture' in Lin Dao's heart, so it must be fierce? Ugly, I admit!"

Really let go after retirement, Han Sanping would also make jokes?!

Lin Nan ignored the actors around who wanted to laugh but held back, looking at Ning Hao, playfully:

"If Director Ning wants to have intimate contact with foreign female actors, just say it, I guarantee I won't tell that sister later."

"That's not a coincidence, I have to tell Yifei that Lin Dao had intimate contact with five or six female actors today, and there was one who wanted to go up to the mouth, hehe."

At this, Lin Nan instantly jammed, and clasped his hands: "Okay, you're amazing, this round, Director Ning wins."

"Little guy, don't you know what a married man is fearless?"

Lin Nan felt that Ning Hao was floating, and said silently: "I only know that some people often hide from debt..."

Quite a few people at the scene understood instantly, and the topic was suddenly chatted to death.

Ning Hao adjusted the watch on his wrist, pretending to be indifferent and irrelevant.

"Hahaha, alright. Lin Nan, do you want to go in with us to participate in the awards evening?"

Han Sanping changed the subject and asked with a smile.

"No, I have to go back in a while, and watch the live broadcast at home then."

Lin Nan checked the time, it was almost five o'clock, and when he rushed back, it was just time to call Liu Yifei to get up.

"Alright then, as you wish."

At this time, the *Iceman: The Gate of Time* crew was already on the red carpet.

Donnie Yen in a white suit, holding Huang Shengyi in a white skirt and stepping on high heels, looked ridiculous no matter how he looked, more than half a head shorter.

Wang Baoqiang on the side also waved at Lin Nan, Ning Hao, and Han Sanping's side.

When he came back, Lin Nan was just in time to watch the excitement.

He didn't need to call Liu Yifei to get up; Liu Xiaoli did it herself.

Following the sound, Lin Nan walked on tiptoe to the door of Miss Liu's boudoir.

The door was open, and Liu Xiaoli was "teaching" her own daughter inside.

"It's almost time to get engaged, and you're still so lazy, are you prepared to be like this after marriage?"

"Mom, let me sleep a while longer. Marriage and sleeping in don't conflict, anyway, Lin Nan definitely won't urge me..."

"You still have reasons, it's all my fault for spoiling you..."

Lin Nan saw Liu Yifei sitting on the bed through the crack in the door, her long hair messy, looking resentful and not awake, while Liu Xiaoli was standing by the bed.

"Cough cough, that, Auntie, what are we eating tonight?"

Seeing Lin Nan's figure, Liu Yifei instantly woke up a bit and gave him a wink.

"What do you want to eat? Or should we eat something light tonight? I'll go see... the nanny happens to have something to do today and isn't here..."

Liu Xiaoli instantly lost the attitude when she was scolding her daughter just now, and instead changed to a kind and amiable smile, walked out of the bedroom door, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Listen to you."

"Good."

After Liu's mother walked away, Lin Nan came to Liu Yifei, and her expression seemed a bit angry.

"Now it seems like you are my mother's own son, and I am the one picked up."

Hearing this, Lin Nan instantly laughed out loud, he held Liu Yifei's pouting face and smiled:

"Still remember my biological father's attitude towards you. By contrast, I am not even picked up, just like a passerby in your house, feeling like he wants to drive me out at any time, haha..."

"Pfft, what are you saying."

Hearing Lin Nan's words, Liu Yifei also laughed out loud.

"Alright, hurry up and get up, so as not to let Auntie come and talk about you again in a while."

"Mm..."

Liu Yifei nodded lightly, soft and glutinous.

Miss Liu, who slept all afternoon, took another shower and could be said to be full of energy.

After dinner, the two set up snacks in the garden, blowing the evening breeze, and watched the live broadcast of the awards ceremony.

This *The Grandmaster* really made Zhang Ziyi dream back to the peak, and her career ushered in a peak again.

Relying on this one movie, she won 10 Best Actress trophies in the Chinese-language film circle and the Southeast Asian film circle one after another.

Tonight's Beijing International Film Festival Best Actress Award is the 10th one!

"Ning Hao is actually dozing off in the first row?"

Liu Yifei had sharp eyes and saw a shot.

"It shows that the awards ceremony is too boring, with no new ideas," Lin Nan said with a smile.

In the live broadcast, Zhang Ziyi was delivering her acceptance speech, saying that she would pick up the glory of the past, continue to work hard, and continue to surpass.

"Is she declaring, 'International Zhang' is back?" Liu Yifei made a joke.

Lin Nan shook his head: "Still early, it's just one movie, won so many awards, the heavyweight ones are only the three golds.

Whether she can return to the past, the later *The Crossing* is the key..."

Anyway, in Lin Nan's view, this should be Zhang Ziyi's last glorious moment.

*The Crossing*? That's a pit!

One night passed, and the news of the Beijing International Film Festival didn't seem to be discussed by many people.

The headlines of film and television information were all *My Old Classmate* and *Iceman: The Gate of Time*.

These two films would hold premiere ceremonies in the morning, and they were also released on the same day, tit for tat, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 468 =====