Chapter 487: Zhou Xingchi?

On the seats outside the coffee shop, under the parasol, the warm afternoon wind blew gently.

Liu Qianqian, with her hair in a bun, used a spoon to scoop ice cream and sent it into her red lips in small bites.

"Ah, open your mouth."

Lin Nan sat opposite, answering the phone, occasionally cooperating with Miss Liu's feeding, enjoying it.

"They really know how to pick the time, pick the place."

"Look at Huayi, this is what you call a listed company. Damn, real estate is still the most profitable!" Wang Changtian said sourly on the other end of the phone.

Just this morning, Wang Zhonglei publicly announced to the media at the Shanghai Film Festival:

One of Huayi's cultural tourism projects, with an investment of 5.5 billion and covering 1,400 acres, the Feng Xiaogang movie theme town—"Feng Xiaogang Movie Commune"—has opened for business!

The first to be put into operation is the 1942 Republic of China Street, and later, Nanyang Street, Socialist Old Beijing Street, etc., will also open one after another.

Nearly a hundred historical and cultural landmark buildings were all restored 100% according to old photos, and the supporting hotels and tourism facilities were all put into use.

Tonight, Huayi is specially holding a grand wine party in Shanghai for the opening of this movie theme project.

Because of the Shanghai International Film Festival, the celebrities and Chinese and foreign stars gathered here naturally became the objects invited by Huayi.

"I'll go show my face when the time comes, stay for ten minutes and leave."

"But have to say, real estate's addition to the stock price is indeed too big. Their market value is 29 billion now, topping 5 Bonas, 3 and a half Enlights!"

When Wang Changtian said "3 and a half Enlights," the tone was really sour, very envious.

Lin Nan smiled and didn't take the conversation.

The internet industry has already entered, and the market will truly enter a stage of rapid development from this year.

Huayi's market value later will flip several times on this basis!

"What cultural tourism project, just covering up the truth," Lin Nan muttered softly after hanging up the phone.

Cultural tourism and real estate are managed by different departments, the former is easier to operate!

"Finished the call? Let me see where to play next."

Liu Qianqian sent the last bite of ice cream into her mouth, licked the corner of her lips, and said to Lin Nan with a smile.

"Mm, let's go, you sit in the passenger seat and decide slowly."

Lin Nan noticed that quite a few people in the distance had already picked up their phones and aimed them at this side; Miss Liu is really too conspicuous.

Although no one came to disturb, although there were some eager to try, they all held back.

For the whole afternoon, the two strolled through most of Shanghai.

Walking and stopping, taking photos and playing, they ate quite a few snacks.

Later when strolling through the Chedun Film and Television Base, Liu Qianqian was a bit lazy, letting Lin Nan carry her on his back, really lazy.

In her words, Lin Nan carrying her meant he didn't have to carry the backpack.

At first glance, this statement has no problem!

But when Lin Nan supported a pair of firm thighs and carried Miss Liu on his back, he felt something was wrong.

He carries Liu Qianqian, she carries the bag, isn't this still him carrying it?

"Haha, Lin Dao, don't be so stingy, hurry up and walk."

The successful Liu Qianqian hugged Lin Nan's neck, rested her head on Lin Nan's shoulder,

"Alright, then you'd better hold on tight."

As he spoke, Lin Nan started to run. Liu Yifei buried her head in Lin Nan's shoulder, her laughter crisp and melodious.

Many tourists nearby noticed the young man and woman wearing large sunglasses, giggling as they went.

Although they felt they looked familiar and had great presence, they didn't pay much attention since they couldn't see their faces clearly.

By evening, the two returned to the hotel.

After playing recklessly all day, they were not only a bit tired but also slightly sweaty.

"So, do you want to shower together?"

"Go away, don't even think about being a hooligan."

Liu Yifei tilted her flushed face upward and gave a haughty, light scoff.

Afterward, she turned and walked toward the bedroom, "You go first, I want to pick out a few photos."

……

One cannot underestimate the capability of entertainment reporters; several hours ago, reports about Lin Nan and Liu Yifei had already appeared online.

"During the film festival, Lin Dao Nan and Liu Yifei set aside all activities to play freely, touring all over the Magic City……"

"Lin Dao Nan misses today's film and television industry assembly; accompanying his girlfriend is most important!"

Many long-range photos, along with entertainment news, appeared online together.

Netizens were full of praise, as the photos of the two looked truly loving.

But among those in the industry, there was plenty of teasing. And the closer the acquaintance, the more they "picked at flaws."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Lin Nan really looks like a pampered master, even needing our Yifei to feed him!"

"Lin Dao's stamina is impressive; he carried Yifei for so long and even ran for a stretch."

"This isn't coming to attend a film festival; this couple is clearly here for a vacation. They completely disregard the Magic City International Film Festival!"

……

Just as a group of friends in the industry were teasing them, Liu Yifei's Weibo updated.

A set of twelve photos was posted with a "caption":

"Sharing today's photos, courtesy of my private photographer—Lin Nan! Not bad, right? Hehe……"

The text was followed by a tongue-out smiley face and a few red hearts; one could tell at a glance that Miss Liu was in a very good mood.

A group of people decisively swarmed in, and this time the tone changed again.

"Lin Dao's photography is excellent; every great director is a top-tier photographer!"

"Two hundred a day, no more, lend me your photographer. During the film festival, my promotional photos are in his hands!"

"Sister Xun is thinking quite beautifully; this is a Golden Lion-winning director, I'll offer one thousand!"

"What about friendship? What about classmate bonds? You two are too much; I'm filming 'Narrow Road' at the Chedun Film Base, and you didn't even come to visit the set when you arrived?"

"Old Luo, what are you rushing for? I came over yesterday afternoon, and I haven't even seen a shadow of them yet."

……

Liu Yifei was in the room blow-drying her hair, while Lin Nan was outside talking to his assistant.

"Lin Dao hasn't given a reply, so Huayi has already inquired several times today."

"It's just a real estate project opening and a soaring stock price; they're making such a big fuss."

Flipping through the invitation in his hand, Lin Nan complained.

He remembered what Wang Changtian said about staying for ten minutes, so he nodded.

"Fine, I'll go and stay for a few minutes. I hope their performance is good this year; after all, we still need to sell off a few more times before clearing our position, hehe."

The most direct way to cash out is selling on the secondary market, selling at a high point.

As for finding someone to take over, that's just wishful thinking; the price would definitely be driven down.

After all, investment is for making money; how can one make money taking over at a high point? Could it really be to buy shares in Huayi? What a joke.

"Lin Dao, location scouting for 'Mojin: The Lost Legend' has already begun. Also, Happy Mahua sent word that the casting is complete."

"I know."

Returning to the room, Lin Nan tossed the invitation on the table.

"Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?" he asked Liu Yifei, who was tying her hair.

"You're going out?"

"Yeah, just a quick round."

"Forget it, I'm not going out. I promised Changchang I'd play games in a bit; she wrapped up filming early today," Liu Yifei said with a smile.

Lin Nan glanced over and sure enough, saw Miss Liu's phone interface; Shu Chang was popping up messages.

"Alright then. If there's anything you need brought back, like snacks, remember to call."

"Tsk, you want me to call?"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes, looking at Lin Nan with feigned displeasure.

"Haha, I get it, I get it."

…………

Past eight in the evening, at the Huayi cocktail party venue.

At a glance, the vast majority of people were either in suits or high-end gowns, properly "high society."

Lin Nan was in casual attire, appearing out of place, but no one dared to show even a hint of disdain.

"Lin Dao, long time no see."

Jackie Chan was waving from afar; both he and Lin Nan were quite unconventional, wearing Tang suits.

It must be said, Big Brother is very particular in this regard.

Since a long time ago, whether abroad or at home, he has worn Tang suits or Zhongshan suits in public, mostly Tang suits.

After a brief hug, Lin Nan took the initiative to chat, "Big Brother, has 'Dragon Blade' wrapped up?"

"Hey, only halfway through, still need two more months. I'm really old, can't fight anymore."

"Can't say that; I'm still waiting to find Big Brother for a film."

"Haha, just for that sentence from Lin Dao, I can hold on for at least another 10 years."

The two walked toward the core of the party with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Andy Lau, Jiang Wen, Ge You, Li Bingbing…… many people were greeting Lin Nan.

Besides them, industry bigwigs like La Peikang, Ren Zhonglun, Yu Dong, and Wang Changtian were also present today.

"Big Brother, let's chat later."

"No problem."

Jackie Chan also noticed La Peikang waving at Lin Nan and said immediately.

At the edge of the party, the people originally around La Peikang walked away naturally.

Lin Nan walked over quickly; Wang Changtian, Yu Dong, and others nearby glanced over and then looked away.

"There are hundreds of people here, and only you and Jackie Chan stand out, wearing casual clothes to a formal party at such a young age."

"Chairman La knows, that's just my personality."

La Peikang nodded with a smile, no longer dwelling on the joke.

He leaned in a bit and lowered his voice, "If you hadn't come today, I would have called you tonight."

Hearing this, Lin Nan was a bit confused, "Chairman La, is there something going on?"

"For so many years, China Film's cooperation with you has been excellent, from Chairman Han to me. I can't be worse than Chairman Han, can I?"

Speaking of this, La Peikang paused, "Some projects China Film is optimistic about, we'll still think of you as usual……"

Good heavens, La Peikang's words reminded Lin Nan of the projects Han Sanping used to invite him to:

Things like the Sino-US co-production 'Man of Tai Chi', the Oriental Titanic 'The Crossing', etc., were all massive pits.

"Tomorrow morning, come over early. There's someone you can meet. Also an old friend of China Film, a good connection Chairman Han made back then."

Hearing this, Lin Nan was truly curious: "Chairman La, you've paved the way for so long, who exactly is it? Or what project is it?"

La Peikang looked up into the distance, his expression somewhat playful.

Lin Nan followed his gaze; over there were the Wang brothers, Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei, and Alibaba's Zhang Qiang, chatting and laughing.

"Stephen Chow."

"Who?"

"Stephen Chow!"

In an instant, Lin Nan understood; no wonder he looked toward Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei, it turned out to be Stephen Chow.

Ever since the last 'Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons', these two sides had developed a grudge. After all, it had gone to court and resulted in a lawsuit.

A dignified King of Comedy and great director being publicly mocked for not understanding film—this had reached the level of insulting his character.

"Stephen Chow?"

Suddenly, Lin Nan reacted.

"What's wrong? You're asking for the third time?" La Peikang was amused.

"Nothing, just suddenly thought of some things. Is Stephen Chow starting a new film?" Lin Nan looked at La Peikang with some anticipation.

"Yeah, I think so. But nothing specific was said, just an appointment to meet. I suggested adding you, and he didn't object."

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(End of Chapter)