Chapter 666: China Film Group, the Fate is Over; *Wolf Warrior 2* Investment Division!

Inside the office, it was deathly silent.

Yue Jun and the others all looked at Wang Yong intentionally or unintentionally; this Chairman of Western Film Group was truly "fierce"!

Even Director Zhang of Western Film Group lowered his head intentionally at this moment, letting his mind go blank, his eyes unfocused, and his spirit wander, trying to be as low-key as possible.

It was no problem for his own Chairman to point at La Peikang's nose and scold him, but he, as a subordinate, could not have any "unusual" expressions; this was a taboo in the system.

Looking at Lin Nan again, he was expressionless, silent, as if it had nothing to do with him;

Ren Zhonglun was in a state of astonishment, swallowing his saliva with a look of shock. Are the people from the Northwest this reckless? Even he didn't dare to humiliate La Peikang so openly; this was simply cutting with a knife, stabbing directly into the heart!

As for La Peikang, his face was already livid, his breathing rapid; everyone could see that he was clearly on the verge of exploding.

"In Chairman Wang's eyes, my China Film Group has become an industry villain that bullies the market, uses power to oppress people, breeds resentment with a bushel of rice, and suppresses and exploits partners?"

La Peikang stared at Wang Yong, and obvious bloodshot veins could be seen in his eyes.

"Hehe, looking at domestic films that have some fame or box office appeal from the moment of project approval, to big production projects with great prospects and political achievements, how many have not been tainted by China Film Group?

In the highest-quality projects, the name of China Film Group can always be seen among the producers; in slightly worse projects, China Film Group appears in the production or distribution side... Are there no other state-owned enterprises in the film and television industry?

In such a big industry, without China Film Group, can the project really not be done? Are those main controllers of the films really voluntary? Or is it that they all have the meaning of paying protection fees to some extent?"

Good heavens, Lin Nan couldn't stay calm anymore: Chairman Wang, can this kind of thing be said directly? Can it be interpreted like this?

Lin Nan glanced slightly to the side; at this moment, Ren Zhonglun's expression was even more complicated, and his look of appreciation and being "frightened" was undisguised and naked.

And in the office, except for the four "leaders," the others had all turned into quails before Wang Yong finished speaking, acting like wood.

How to describe La Peikang at this moment?

He was like a bull with red eyes, but he was completely bound by Wang Yong's words, his horns removed, his anger nowhere to vent, and he could only hold it in his heart and suppress it.

Because reality was exactly as Wang Yong said, not a bit off!

It was just that no one had ever dared to point it out so nakedly, and the wording was sharp, straightforward, hitting the nail on the head, without any scruples about offending China Film Group!

"Well said, well said..."

La Peikang said coldly in a hoarse voice; it could be heard that he was suppressing his emotions as much as possible. Abruptly, he looked up at Lin Nan:

"You think so too?"

"Me? Chairman La, my circle is actually very small, not big."

Lin Nan was very speechless; he didn't answer directly, but this was also an answer: his circle was small, and he didn't know the situation Wang Yong mentioned.

But there were no fools present; Lin Nan was just avoiding the positive question, leaving face for La Peikang.

His circle was small, but did he really not know the situation Wang Yong mentioned? He wasn't blind!

"Good, this trip today was not in vain... not in vain... Chairman Wang, I have learned..."

The calmer he was, the more... after the eruption.

At this moment, in the eyes of Lin Nan and the others, La Peikang, who almost stumbled when he stood up, gave people this feeling; he was still holding back, suppressing; Wang Yong didn't give him face, he had to keep it himself.

"Director Yue, help me send Chairman La off."

Lin Nan blurted out subconsciously; La Peikang did not refuse.

Yue Jun understood and immediately opened the conference room door. La Peikang led his group of accompanying personnel and walked straight out, without looking back during the process.

The office was quiet again for a minute; Ren Zhonglun looked at Lin Nan, then at Wang Yong, and couldn't help but speak:

"Chairman Wang, the problems you mentioned about China Film Group, to be precise, actually started from Han Dong."

Wang Yong looked directly at Ren Zhonglun, did not refute for the first time, and his aura was not as "aggressive" as just now:

"It started from Han Dong, but Chairman La has become even more intensified and eager for quick success and instant benefits, hasn't he?

And he only inherited Han Dong's domineering temper, without inheriting Han Dong's pioneering spirit, his responsibility to support the weak in the industry, and his character of treating partners equally and respectfully..."

Ren Zhonglun opened his mouth, but had nothing to say in the end.

Western Film Group, which was unknown before, could be considered to have opened everyone's eyes today.

"So, is it because of China Film Group that Shanghai Film Group suffered the disaster of the pond fish?" Ren Zhonglun looked at Lin Nan.

Not entirely, half-half.

Lin Nan said noncommittally, but said in a joking tone: "Chairman Ren should just accompany Chairman La, otherwise China Film Group really won't have any decency left."

"You say this, it's really human words! Hehe..."

Ren Zhonglun had a bitter face and laughed in anger.

But he knew that since even La Peikang ended up in such an embarrassing "situation" today, Shanghai Film Group had no chance; or rather, there was no need to "force" it anymore, because there was no play at all.

But fortunately, Shanghai Film Group could now be considered to have re-established a good cooperative relationship with Lin Nan, although it was difficult to return to before *Painted Skin 2*... but it was enough, at least much stronger than China Film Group!

After no longer talking about business, the atmosphere in the office was much better; industry gossip, film market... laughter gradually sounded.

Downstairs of Lin Nan Film Industry, La Peikang stopped and looked back for a long time. He looked at a certain floor of the building and remained silent for a long time.

"Chairman La, are we not going back?"

La Peikang frowned, as if he hadn't heard the secretary's voice; after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Go... call and ask... go to Han Dong's side..."

"Okay."

The China Film Group group finally got into the car with La Peikang, and Yue Jun then left the window on the third floor.

In the evening, after five o'clock.

Lin Nan sent Wang Yong, Ren Zhonglun, and a group of people out of the company, looking at the departing motorcade, Lin Dao pinched his eyebrows:

"It's good to have a showdown with China Film Group; at least there won't be so many worries in the future, as if I suddenly felt much more relaxed."

"Lin Dao, are you sure this won't turn into enemies?" Yue Jun asked bitterly, still a bit worried.

"Turn into enemies? If they really turn into enemies, then our Chairman La will have to carry the saying 'a handful of rice breeds gratitude, a bushel breeds resentment' on his back for real!

He has always thought highly of himself and wants to surpass Han Dong; if he is really so narrow-minded, then he should stop dreaming early, although this was originally a dream...

Just like Chairman Wang said, ability, temperament, pattern, etc., are all inferior to Han Dong... I was too close to Han Dong before; I just want to return to a simple and ordinary 'friend' relationship, with China Film Group!"

What does it mean to come over at dinner time? Begging for a meal? He was still giving cold looks yesterday afternoon!

Han Jiamei glanced at the exquisite clock at home; it was exactly six o'clock in the evening, dinner time.

But the dining table, which used to have only the father and daughter, now had an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.

While eating, while rambling about the process of being "humiliated" today, La Peikang couldn't see joy or anger, as if he had already vented, and at this moment, he was just frowning.

Han Sanping had not answered, until he handed the fist-sized rice bowl to Han Jiamei, and the latter understood and went to the kitchen to add rice, and then he spoke:

"Wang Yong is right; these two years you have indeed crossed the line, deeper and deeper."

As a person who has already retired, there is nothing Han Sanping dare not say;

He used to just save face for La Peikang, but now that Western Film Group has pointed it out, he doesn't hide it.

What's more, even if he had said it before, would La Peikang listen? The answer is absolutely impossible. Han Sanye saw through this successor very clearly.

La Peikang not only wouldn't listen before, but after today, he still wouldn't learn his lesson;

Any Chairman of China Film Group acts his own way; this is the attribute of the leader in office, which cannot be changed!

Just like himself, Lin Nan reminded and suggested to him so many times, but didn't he still stumble where he should stumble, and jump into the same pit several times... Damn John Woo!

"Han Dong?"

La Peikang's voice couldn't tell joy or anger; he didn't come here to listen to this sentence.

"Chairman La, gather well, disperse well."

"Han Dong?"

La Peikang called again, his tone heavier.

"Gather well, disperse well. Lin Nan and Lin Nan Film Industry grew into towering trees under my nose; they really don't owe China Film Group anything; even if they owed something, it was paid back long ago.

Since he is willing, then fulfill his wish; this kind of thing, forcing it will only be counterproductive and annoying..."

Han Sanping said calmly; he was only responsible for speaking, as for La Peikang's reaction and attitude, that was La Peikang's business.

"Yes, Lin Nan doesn't owe China Film Group anything; the human favor is all with Han Dong!"

Saying this sentence meant that this meal today was eaten to this point.

Han Sanping did not get up to send La Peikang off, but shook his head and continued to pick up vegetables.

"Uncle La is gone?"

Little Han really came out just in time, with one-third of the rice in the bowl in her hand.

"If you didn't come out again, I was ready to go to the kitchen to find you. Although our house is a villa, the kitchen is not a maze, right? Is it that big?"

"Isn't it you who hinted at me? Besides, Uncle La's face affects my appetite..."

Han Jiamei smiled and handed the rice bowl to Old Han, then sat down carelessly and continued to eat.

"Dad, what is the situation now? My Senior Brother Lin and China Film Group have completely fallen out? The childish trick of turning into enemies won't really happen, right?"

Han Jiamei "sneaked" to ask her father, trying to get some intelligence, so she could...

"What is everyone's status and position? How could that kind of thing happen! It's not like the China Film Group and Huayi back then... You think too much."

Han Sanping laughed at his own daughter speechlessly, but the next second the smile on his face dissipated again, sighing quite emotionally:

"It's just that the fate is truly over here."

"Ah? Fate is over!" Han Jiamei exclaimed, still a bit surprised to watch the fun.

"Mm, you could say so. The market is getting bigger and bigger, and state-owned enterprises are getting 'smaller' and 'smaller.'

For Lin Nan, China Film Group is even a burden, sucking blood while lying on his body... Who let La Peikang do nothing but still want to tie people up."

Speaking of this, Han Sanping changed his expression again, but it was a smiling face.

He looked at Han Jiamei, his eyes very gentle, and also a bit proud:

"But the fate is dispersed, it's just the fate between China Film Group and Lin Nan that is dispersed. In this, it doesn't include the two of us!"

"Heh, Old Han, are you admitting that you were seeking personal gain for public interest when you were in office?" Han Jiamei started to leak wind again.

"How are you talking, you dead girl? Are you trying to piss me off?"

"Hehe, don't be angry, don't be angry. Come, eat vegetables, I'll pick vegetables for you."

The next morning, just as Lin Nan guessed.

Although the first-day box office of *Zootopia* was only 22.42 million, its amazing reputation made the cinema line directly increase the scheduling rate by more than 6 points.

I believe the box office revenue for the second day will definitely double and increase several times.

At the same time, because of the meal appointment with Wu Jing and Enlight Media, Liu Yifei changed her return flight to early in the morning.

Consequently, Lin Dao had to be forced to set off from home at eight o'clock to pick people up at the airport. Because Liu Yifei's flight would arrive at the capital airport around 10 o'clock.

There don't seem to be many films released in March, but there are quite a few blockbusters.

At 9:30, when Lin Nan arrived outside the airport, he could clearly see several huge film billboards and posters:

Leonardo's *The Revenant*, Summit Entertainment's *Gods of Egypt*, Warner's *Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice*... all are imported blockbusters with box office appeal!

By comparison, those few domestic films are a bit unpresentable and can only see related promotional news on the internet.

*Los Angeles Mischief Plan* starring Xia Yu, Song Zuer, and Yang Zi is head-on with *The Revenant*; *The Uninvited* by Leon Lai, Geng Le, and Han Chae-young...

Well, no box office advantage can be seen from these films. Anyway, if Lin Nan were an audience member, he would definitely choose to watch those imported films when entering the cinema!

It was exactly ten o'clock!

White sneakers, wide-leg ripped jeans, white t-shirt covered with a denim jacket, big sunglasses, baseball cap, high ponytail, wearing exquisite makeup, those red lips... youthful and beautiful, stunning!

Lin Nan "grabbed" Liu Yifei in the crowd at a glance; little thing, she even deliberately walked separately from the assistant!

But, it seems that traveling light is indeed easy to fish in troubled waters to avoid paparazzi and entertainment reporters.

This isn't it, a group of reporters chased a few assistants pulling suitcases to the side of the Red Star Dock RV, only to find they were played;

While Liu Yifei threw herself into Lin Nan's arms, hmm, it was a faint, sweet smell mixed with body fragrance.

"Hurry up and get in the car, be careful of being discovered, hehe." Liu Yifei broke free from Lin Nan's arms and urged with a smile.

"Mm, let's go."

It has to be said that Liu Xiaoli's car is not often driven out, so it is indeed not easy for paparazzi to notice.

After Liu Yifei sat in the passenger seat, she immediately took off her sunglasses and hat, untied her ponytail, and her long hair scattered between her head shaking, which was very charming.

"Lin Nan, let's go."

Liu Yifei pointed forward with a smile, directing Lin Nan.

"Mm, let's go."

Lin Dao stepped on the gas, and the car rushed out.

Producer Liu opened the chat interface, which was the message sent by Xie Nan, the location of the lunch meal. She replied to the message before boarding the plane.

Enlight Media.

The incident of the three big bosses of Western Film Group, China Film Group, and Shanghai Film Group gathering at Lin Nan Film Industry yesterday afternoon had already spread in a small circle in the circle.

Although the vast majority of people didn't know the specific reasons, their curiosity was added to the extreme.

However, this did not include Wang Changtian.

At this moment, he was drinking tea with Wu Jing, calculating the time, and preparing to set off for the meal together in a while.

As for why Wu Jing was waiting at Enlight Media? Isn't it because Xie Nan is a signed host of Enlight Media, and after she finished recording the program in a while, they could set off together.

"Chairman Wang, you look like you want to say something but are holding back; I feel uncomfortable just looking at it!"

"Sigh, forget it, anyway it can't be hidden for a few days.

Let me tell you, although I didn't go to Lin Nan's side yesterday afternoon, guessing the situation at that time is not a problem.

That scene must have been sharp, gunpowder smoke was full, and they even moved real fire, tearing off the face..."

"Why am I getting more confused the more I listen?" Wu Jing laughed; please forgive him for being a reckless man, his brain couldn't turn!

"*Pacific Rim 2* has been approved, but Lin Nan kicked China Film Group out, and didn't give Shanghai Film Group a share, but helped Western Film Group! The three ran to Lin Nan Film Industry, think about it?"

Hearing this, Wu Jing instantly widened his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said:

"Fine, now I can imagine that scene; this is offending China Film Group to death, right?"

Wang Changtian didn't speak, just shook his head with a smile. On the phone with Lin Nan last night, he was shocked by Western Film Group's "poor and arrogant"; it was really awesome!

"Chairman Wang, Wu Dao, we can set off."

Just a few minutes after Wang Changtian and Wu Jing laughed and talked, Xie Nan got off work. She knocked on the open door of the office and shouted with a smile.

"Then let's go."

Wang Changtian stood up first.

Wu Jing followed closely, picked up his backpack, and then took Xie Nan's bag, very conscious and very discerning!

Noon, five minutes past 12.

Wang Changtian led his secretary, along with Wu Jing and Xie Nan, to the high-end restaurant they had agreed upon.

While Lin Nan and Liu Yifei had already been waiting here, tasting small pastries.

"The person who hosted the meal is late; Yifei and I have been waiting for twenty minutes."

Lin Nan complained about Wu Jing, Liu Yifei nodded straight with a smile, and then waved at Xie Nan, who sat on her left hand side.

"Indeed, he should be punished." Wang Changtian sat on Lin Nan's right hand side, echoing and teasing.

Wu Jing, while confirming the serving matters with the box manager, turned his head and said with a smile: "No problem, I will punish myself with three cups in a while... hmm, add another bottle of wine..."

"Drink less!" Xie Nan looked at Wu Jing angrily.

"Oh my, isn't this trying to get money out of Producer Liu and Chairman Wang's pockets? I have to show some sincerity?"

Good heavens, as soon as Wu Jing said this, the few people present instantly became happy.

Ten minutes later, nearly thirty dishes were displayed on the table, and the crimson in the two decanters was also exceptionally eye-catching.

The group of waiters dispersed, and only five people remained in the private room.

While everyone was drinking and chatting, Wu Jing opened the backpack he brought, and three sets of materials including budget, crew preparation, and filming plan were taken out.

One for Wang Changtian, one for Liu Yifei and Lin Nan to share, and Wu Jing and Xie Nan kept one for themselves.

"Yifei, Lin Dao, Chairman Wang, this is the budget for *Wolf Warrior 2*."

"What? 200 million!"

Wang Changtian was frightened by the numbers in the budget section; a budget of 200 million for a commercial film with a military theme? If this is said out, which peer won't curse?

The production costs of films produced by Enlight Media itself rarely exceed 100 million! Did Wu Jing think he was Lin Nan? Or did he think he was Guo Fan, Lu Yang, and the others?

"Chairman Wang, listen to me first. This budget is very high, but it's all spent on production; this time we have to go abroad to film, and we have to train... many military things can't be all free, even warships... I want to shoot a real military commercial blockbuster..."

Wu Jing started to "lobby" in a rambling way; his spirit at this moment was completely different from just now, serious and eager to the extreme.

Lin Nan was eating and listening to Wu Jing's detailed introduction, while Liu Yifei and Xie Nan were looking at the budget table; the virtuous wife of Wu Dao was helping her own director and saying good things.

"Won't your stall be spread too big? With a budget of 200 million, to break even, you need at least 600 million in box office, and this kind of film can't sell copyrights abroad! The box office of the first part just climbed to 700 million; I remember it was 706 million, right?"

Wang Changtian frowned slightly and asked Wu Jing back.

Wu Jing was instantly speechless, because what Wang Changtian said was all correct; the risk of a military commercial film with an investment scale of 200 million is indeed very, very high, and there is no way to argue.

"But the market has expanded twice, hasn't it, Chairman Wang?"

Wu Jing could only find this reason; who let 200 million be really a lot.

Lin Nan could see that Wang Changtian indeed had some scruples; Wu Jing did not have the qualifications and status to make him willing to lose money to sell a favor, nor the box office appeal!

"You were the one who took the initiative to invest before, and now you are hesitant; I really don't know what to say about you, Chairman Wang!"

Lin Nan teased Wang Changtian with a smile, which could be considered helping Wu Jing relieve some pressure, and the latter immediately gave a smile.

"How did Yifei look at the budget, crew preparation, and filming plan?"

Wang Changtian cast his gaze at Liu Yifei beside Lin Nan and asked.

Liu Xixi pulled Lin Nan's sleeve, their eyes met, and she nodded, her watery eyes exceptionally agile. Lin Nan didn't speak, just gave a supportive smile.

"Chairman Wang, Red Star Dock has no problem. According to the contract with Wu Dao for *Wolf Warrior*, I will invest 40% of *Wolf Warrior 2*!"

Hearing Liu Yifei's decisive words, Xie Nan and Wu Jing instantly revealed joyful smiles.

"Thank you, Yifei." Xie Nan thanked.

"Thank you so much, Producer Liu."

"Then Enlight Media will follow with 30%!" Wang Changtian gritted his teeth and reported a number.

The reason he cut the mess quickly was not because he believed in Wu Jing, but because he believed Lin Nan would not pit his own wife!

However, as soon as Wang Changtian finished speaking, Lin Nan and Liu Yifei saw Wu Jing reveal an awkward and helpless expression, and Xie Nan was the same.

"What's wrong with you two?" Liu Yifei put down her chopsticks and asked suspiciously.

"It won't be that your own investment can't keep up, right?" Lin Nan put a piece of charcoal-grilled Wagyu into his mouth and guessed.

Hearing this, Wang Changtian looked at Wu Jing in shock, "It won't be true, right? You were still swearing last year that you would invest a part yourself?"

"But at that time, I didn't expect the budget to be 200 million?" Wu Jing spread his hands and started to be thick-skinned.

"Then how much can you two take out?" Before Lin Nan could speak, Wang Changtian asked first.

Then Xie Nan answered for Wu Jing: "The two of us can take out at most 40 million. This is still..."

Speaking of this, Xie Nan looked at Wu Jing, and the latter gave a subtle look; so, the matter of mortgaging the property was not said.

"That's 20%?"

Wang Changtian nodded and muttered, then he saw him look at Wu Jing, and then his expression was funny as he winked:

"Look, there are two tycoons sitting there. This year, only two months, the box office share has earned more than 800 million, although the share of *Detective Chinatown* hasn't come down yet, and *The Mermaid* is still in public screening..."

Lin Nan and Liu Yifei were speechless, because the "ingratiating" looks of Wu Jing and Xie Nan were really cast over.

"Lin Dao, what do you think?"

"Yifei, Producer Liu?"

The couple was quite synchronized!

Lin Nan and Liu Yifei looked at each other, and after two or three seconds, Liu Girl puffed up her cheeks and smiled softly: "How about you come, let's do it together?"

"A couple act in the producers?" Lin Nan smiled.

"Mm-hmm, couple act!"

Seeing that Lin Nan and Liu Yifei were in this tone and playfulness, the three of Wu Jing knew that the matter was done.

"Then the final 10% share will be taken by Lin Nan Film Industry."

Lin Nan looked at Wu Jing and Wang Changtian and nodded readily.

"Haha, Lin Dao, Yifei, I won't say anything, it's all in this cup... no, waiter, bring a bottle of Moutai..."

Wu Jing immediately wanted to express his attitude that he wanted to blow the bottle!

............ ===== CHAPTER 667 =====