Chapter 323: You are a high-class pervert

"What's wrong? Why was Ang Lee's face red and then white just now?"

Boss Lu sat down beside Zhou Xun: "It's nothing, we had a heated discussion."

"Had a heated discussion? That's the verb you use." Zhou Xun covered her mouth and chuckled. The Oscar award ceremony was about to begin.

Ang Lee did indeed invite Liu Yifei to audition, talked three times, and was rejected because of too many nude scenes and the inability to use a body double.

The 2006 Oscars were relatively mediocre, without the inherent suspense of Hollywood, without the witty remarks, and more and more like visual McDonald's.

Especially after having dinner with Harvey last night, everyone almost correctly predicted 80% of the winners.

The only upset appeared in Best Picture, which even caused boos from some guests on the spot!

What virtue and ability does "Crash" have to snatch the golden statue from "Brokeback Mountain"?

Even if Ang Lee was given a Best Director with a not-low weight as comfort.

Looking at producer Cathy Schulman of "Crash" going on stage to receive the award, Zhou Xun and Hu Jun offstage were a bit indignant.

"Director Lu, this is too much. To this extent, are you still playing the game of 'fat water not flowing to outsiders'?"

Boss Lu looked at Hu Jun and shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not just this aspect, but also the subject matter of the film."

"Didn't you see the news in Los Angeles today? More than 60,000 people protested against the same-sex subject matter of "Brokeback Mountain" and opposed it winning the award."

"A considerable part of Hollywood film funds comes from their neoconservatism, mostly some military-industrial complexes, and they are very unenthusiastic about such subject matter."

The representative figure of neoconservatism is President Bush from Texas. On social issues such as opposing same-sex marriage and supporting religious activities in schools, he tries to maintain the traditional moral order of American society.

His base, Texas, is also a relatively conservative state in the United States, with folk customs emphasizing individualism, family values, and loyalty to the country and community.

Today in 2006, same-sex is a complete heresy in Texas.

The award ceremony ended quickly, and the "Tangshan Earthquake" crew won Best Visual Effects, which was not a wasted trip.

Lu Kuan led the crew to withdraw from the scene in an orderly manner, and a blonde beauty presented several invitations.

Hu Jun and Song Jia were curious in their hearts and were embarrassed to lean over to find out, while Zhou Xun had no scruples.

"What is written on these?"

Boss Lu flipped through them one by one: "This is an AIDS charity banquet, and there is a charity evening party for African children organized by black actors."

"This one is anti-war, focusing on same-sex, many, but you don't need to go."

The young director smiled: "They are all actors and social organizations enthusiastic about public welfare, and the significance is not too great. If you have a chance in the future, if you want to go, go to this one."

He showed an invitation with a bright gold edge in his hand.

Song Jia was surprised: "I know this! The Oscar Night hosted by "Vanity Fair", right? I always hear about it, it's so fun!"

Lu Kuan smiled. It's fun, but for young mainland actresses like you to go in, I'm afraid it's just to be played by others.

Hollywood's crazy parties are usually placed in luxury villas in Beverly Hills, priceless private yachts, or the top floors of high-end hotels in Los Angeles, etc.

Villas have vast lawns, outdoor swimming pools, and huge indoor spaces. Mobile phones are handed over, and no photography equipment is allowed. These top stars who are glamorous in front of people can indulge in revelry.

This is the biggest social field after the Hollywood award ceremony.

In addition to film and television stars, there are major film companies, producers, music superstars, and business tycoons gathered, which can be privately hooked up by guests.

In general, the collective sexual stimulation and extravagance in the West at the beginning of the 21st century mostly maintained in this category, and neoconservatism in the country occupied the upper hand and mainstream.

But as the threshold for these top stars, celebrities, and rich businessmen to enjoy themselves increased, the generally considered "Lolita Island" plan that began in 2005, the unbearable filth and crimes of "Diddy" in later generations, etc., revealed the filth and crimes of another level.

Mainland actresses like Song Jia who haven't debuted for long, even if they get an admission ticket, will either be ignored or lose themselves in such a vanity fair, and be swallowed until there is no residue left.

After accepting interviews from several Asian media, the "Tangshan" crew separated at the entrance of the Kodak Theatre.

"Aren't you guys meeting Liu Yifei for hot pot in Chinatown? The driver will send you there."

Zhou Xun was surprised: "You're not going?"

Boss Lu smiled: "I have an appointment to talk about things, it won't be too late if I don't go."

Before the words fell, Harvey's Cadillac DTS, the same model as Buffett's, drove near. The window rolled down, and the Jewish white-skinned pig excitedly waved to him.

"Lu! Get in the car!"

Zhou Xun and the three watched him sit in the car and go far away. After this world-class vanity fair, they felt quite emotional in their hearts.

Hu Jun touched his stubble: "I've heard that Director Lu is eating well abroad. It feels like he is at home when he comes to the Oscars?"

"I recognize that man just now. Isn't it him who returned Chen Kaige's "The Promise"?" Song Jia reacted after a long time. Not many people in the country knew Harvey well at this time.

It wasn't until the "China Film and Hollywood Cooperation" forum at the Shanghai International Film Festival in 2010 that Feng Xiaogang scolded Harvey as a liar and exposed his usual tricks, that domestic movie fans knew there was such a person on a large scale.

Zhou Xun spread her hands. She seriously suspected that Boss Lu was going to participate in some fragrant "silver party," but she had to turn around in front of these two people.

"Old Hu, Song Jia, if you see Xixi later and ask..."

"We'll just say Lu Kuan went to talk about a new movie with Ang Lee."

Hu Jun responded honestly, knowing it clearly in his heart.

Song Jia was not a stupid person either, covering her mouth and laughing.

Only Zhou Xun looked helpless.

I have paid too much for your family, plus one.

The young director, who didn't know he had been misunderstood, promised Harvey to set off from the Kodak Theatre and arrived at the villa of Disney President Iger in Beverly Hills before long.

Iger had just broken away from another party in the villa and was on his way back. The butler of the big mansion took him and Harvey to visit this mansion.

Boss Lu, who has always been keen on buying property, was addicted to watching it and asked Harvey about the price.

"I bought it last year?"

Boss Lu was smoking: "I just saw Jackie Chan's house. How big is that one?"

Iger's old butler knew it like the back of his hand: "Jackie Chan's house is the former residence of Marilyn Monroe, about 700 square meters, and the market price is about 30 million US dollars now."

Whoa! Old Jackie is quite rich. He deserves to be the first Chinese actor to break into the $20 million club.

Harvey smiled: "I know a wealth manager who specializes in managing assets for Hollywood stars, named Alan Stone. He should have a lot of listings in his hands. If you are interested, I will introduce you to know each other another day."

"Can, but I'm going back to the country in a few days."

"Leave it to me, you just need to tell me your needs, Lu."

Boss Lu shook his head and smiled: "No, I have very high requirements for the living environment. As for the house..."

"I want to come and see the Feng Shui on the spot."

The Jewish white-skinned pig's eyes widened instantly: "Feng Shui?"

This is the literal translation of Feng Shui in North America, and it is also called geomancy.

But for filmmakers like Harvey who have always been interested in Chinese culture, this word is not unfamiliar, but very mysterious!

He has seen old men with long beards in Chinatown wearing costumes, holding compasses and promoting services everywhere, which has a bit of "don't know why but feel awesome" meaning.

Boss Lu nodded: "Have you forgotten my identity? The compulsory course of this religion of Feng Shui."

"Oh! My friend, how many more geniuses are you hiding from me!" Harvey's expression was exaggerated, and the fat on his face shook.

"I am urgently inviting you to be a guest at my house, Lu. Please help me look at the Feng Shui!"

Boss Lu exhaled smoke lightly: "Easy to say, easy to say."

He is taking advantage of the topic to play, looking for an opportunity to PUA the Jewish white-skinned pig more.

You can't talk about any feelings with such a Jewish guy. Interest binding and spiritual conquest are the most direct. You have to tighten the thick rope that binds him from time to time.

Especially after this swimming pool incident, Harvey, this Hollywood black glove, seems even more important.

Many things he is not convenient to do, don't know the inside story and hidden rules, and words that are not easy to say with his own Chinese face, the Jew Harvey who is bound by interests is happy to do it.

"Two, waited a long time!"

Before long, Iger, who returned from Oscar Night, came into the house and smiled and invited the two to talk in the courtyard.

The old butler took an exquisite wooden cigar box and three wine glasses from the house according to instructions, and another waiter began to pour wine.

"Lu, congratulations on "Tangshan" winning Best Visual Effects. I really can't believe that the Best Visual Effects for two consecutive sessions have been won by Chinese."

Boss Lu waved his hand: "Not worth mentioning, just dare to spend money."

"The Domain" and "Tangshan" spent a lot of money on special effects.

One is the need for film production, and the other is the introduction of technical talents and paying tuition fees. These detours must be taken.

As of today, Butian Pictures has already taken the lead in Asia. Old brands like Tiangong Yicai, Fatface, and Centro Digital Pictures can no longer keep up with the former's technological expansion pace.

The technological monopoly in Asia has brought a sharp increase in orders.

For example, "Curse of the Golden Flower" in later generations was responsible for post-production by Centro Digital Pictures in Hong Kong. In this life, Old Mouzi naturally handed it over to Butian Pictures.

The old butler skillfully used a cigar cutter to trim the cigar head for the guests, and then picked up a lighter to light them one by one.

Between the flickering flames, the fragrance of cigars dispersed, and the three exhaled smoke rings and began to talk freely.

Lu Kuan said in a deep voice: "Iger, the negotiation of the details of the North American Wenjie and Disney platter is almost done, including the Miramax that Harvey joined later. I believe there will be a beautiful future."

"I agree." Iger clapped his hands: "Compared to Fox and Dune Entertainment, as well as Paramount's bankrupt Melrose, I have more confidence in this three-party platter of ours."

Wenjie relies on China, the world's number one blue ocean market known as a diamond mine, and has Boss Lu, the boss of the largest film and entertainment company in the mainland, to control the situation and policies.

He himself is also a top director, and has the most intuitive and authoritative understanding of the artistry and profit prospects of movies.

Walt Disney goes without saying, an old six major, has unique advantages in negotiations with theater chains, derivative development, and IP development, which the Lionsgate of past cooperation cannot compare.

As for Harvey's Miramax, his role is reflected in various trivial details.

It's like Boss Lu sighed that the mainland has the mainland's way of doing things and human relationships, and Western society is the same, and Harvey is the most suitable agent.

He is the person who has been thanked the most by the Golden Statue winners in Hollywood history, and can play a huge role in winning awards.

Evil face, ruthless hand, black heart, no bottom line.

"Lu, the first movie, do you have any ideas?"

Boss Lu smiled: "Actually, I have had a goal for a long time, but it has only been convenient to implement it until I have a partner like Disney."

Harvey and Iger both cast curious eyes, and heard a long-lost comic character from the mouth of this Oriental director—

"Iron Man".

"Marvel?"

"Yes, it's Marvel."

Harvey shook his head: "I have learned about this project. It seems that the prospects are not too good. Marvel itself is also smashing pots and selling iron, and it is hard to raise funds."

Iger also agreed: "Marvel's Albert sought Disney's help the year before last. Their capital chain is almost broken, and super hero IPs have been sold almost."

Boss Lu drank red wine with a blank face. What he wanted was Marvel's capital chain to break!

Strategic deployment of North American film industry. If it is said that in the distribution channel of film and television, he avoids the sunset industry theater industry of heavy assets and seeks breakthroughs in Blockbuster and Netflix;

Then in terms of content and IP, obviously Marvel, which is declining to the point of near extinction, is an excellent choice.

Marvel applied for bankruptcy in 1998. In order to save itself, it sold almost the most valuable comic character IPs to the six major Hollywood studios with a time limit.

Sony Pictures bought Spider-Man and derivative characters, Venom, Carnage, Sinister Six, and Morbius;

20th Century Fox bought the most valuable Fantastic Four and X-Men;

Universal bought Hulk, which was filmed by Ang Lee and flopped the year before last;

And Lionsgate, outside the six major studios, bought Thor, Captain America, and Man-Thing.

Marvel in 2005 was close to bankruptcy again. President Albert decided to launch a final fight and signed a $525 million, eight-year financing agreement with Merrill Lynch.

As collateral, he packaged all the remaining character IPs of Marvel to Merrill Lynch, which can be described as burning boats and betting everything.

And the object of Marvel's betting everything was this "Iron Man" that cost all their $140 million cash flow.

"Iron Man" that exploded globally in 2008.

Because of this, Disney would formally acquire Marvel in 2009 and begin to gradually take back the super hero IPs scattered outside.

And today in 2006, the six major Hollywood studios have no cognition and too much interest in this gold mine.

Disney focuses on animated films and theme parks, and just acquired Pixar's equity from Jobs at the beginning of the year;

Warner Bros. has its own DC comics, including Superman, Wonder Woman, Flash, etc., and has its own layout in the super hero field;

Fox is busy with the platter of Dune;

Paramount went all the way down and was almost acquired by Wanda in later generations.

As for Universal and Sony Columbia, they have always focused on the film and television resource types in their hands, and have no cross-border strategy at all.

Coupled with the instability of various copyrights and operations of Marvel scattered outside, now is the best time for Boss Lu to take action.

His strategy is very simple: take advantage of the fire to acquire Marvel, and then through the platter investment with Disney and Miramax in "Iron Man," lift the sedan chair for himself!

By the time "Iron Man" explodes in 2008, other giants will covet this IP treasure house and find that it is already in the hands of a Chinese.

With Marvel's IP, in the hands of film capital and internet capital Wenjie Holdings, there are too many things that can be done.

It's just that Harvey and Iger at this time obviously don't like the first product of the platter.

Lu Kuan guided step by step: "Our platter strategy can be flexible, and it doesn't have to be framed for every small project according to a fixed investment share."

"For example, this "Iron Man" can invest more than 70% from Wenjie's capital pool. You two just need to provide necessary help."

Iger's face cleared up a bit. He didn't want the first movie of cooperation to be unhappy. After all, Disney gained a lot from this News Corporation scandal.

"Lu, you are a very sincere partner and gentleman."

Harvey didn't look at this project from the bottom of his heart. He was fond of films with the style of "Cold Mountain" and "Shakespeare in Love."

But based on his superstition about Boss Lu, the Jewish guy pondered for a long time and said: "Miramax will keep the original share unchanged, but I want to study this project carefully and look at Marvel's script and casting situation."

"Can, no problem." Boss Lu was noncommittal.

If this were another project, he would swallow it without hesitation.

At most, he would bring along iron-clad partners in the mainland and Hong Kong such as China Film and Emperor, and would not be willing to share it.

It's just that if "Iron Man" wants to achieve the success of later generations in North America, it is impossible not to pull in a big company like Disney. Relying only on Harvey and Lionsgate, they can't even talk about 3,000 screens.

After all, Hollywood's cognition of super hero movies at this time is mainly concentrated on a few characters such as DC's Superman and Batman, and the film potential of Marvel characters is generally underestimated.

Otherwise, Marvel wouldn't have to sell blood to raise money.

The moon hung in the middle of the sky. Coming out of Beverly Hills, it was already close to 10 o'clock.

Harvey was in a good mood. He was very satisfied that Miramax could occupy a seat in the platter.

What's more, it was cooperation with Director Lu, who was full of Oriental metaphysical colors. So far, he hadn't fallen into any big somersaults.

The last Fox live broadcast incident, seemingly dangerous, didn't he pass it safely?

Even borrowed the trend to develop allies of Disney's level.

Harvey, who just got in the car, was already excited: "I contacted several parties with a lot of fun. Lu, tonight will be a sleepless night!"

Boss Lu waved his hand: "Forget it, running publicity for the past few days is too tiring, I want to rest."

"My God, listen to what you are saying! Is this still you?" Harvey looked incredulous. "My friend, what happened? Is there any place more suitable for a nap than a woman's belly?"

The Jewish white-skinned pig suddenly leaned over in a low voice: "Lu, if it's that aspect, don't worry, I have medicine."

Damn!

Boss Lu had a constipated expression and didn't know how to explain it to him: "Someone is waiting for me at the hotel, excuse me."

Harvey also had a constipated face: "What a pity! Too pity! Quentin is filming "Grindhouse" in Austin and flew back specifically to find you."

"Don't you want to mock his lewd appearance of licking feet?!"

The Jewish white-skinned pig had a feeling that everyone in the university dormitory was rotting, and suddenly saw a roommate studying by the light.

How can you, Lu Kuan, be good? You betrayed the revolution!

Times have changed, and Boss Lu is relatively cautious now.

Especially after the last talk with Leader Liu, plus the potential enemy News Corporation is still staring like a tiger, don't dig a hole for yourself.

Harvey saw that he really couldn't be persuaded: "Okay, then send you back first."

"I just called Alan, that asset manager. You can come and see the house in Beverly Hills tomorrow if you have time."

Boss Lu was interested in this: "Can, see you tomorrow."

Harvey got into another car and instructed the driver to send him back to the Roosevelt Hotel.

——

While Boss Lu was still performing his "open repair of the plank road, dark crossing of the Chencang" with Iger and Harvey, Liu Yifei's hot pot dinner had just ended.

Hu Jun and Song Jia thanked for the hospitality and said goodbye to her. Little Liu pulled Zhou Xun and didn't rush to leave, and chatted with the boss of this Los Angeles main store of Little Sheep for a while before leaving.

"Xixi, why are you still concerned about the hot pot restaurant business?"

"I invested in Haidilao in the country. Have you been there?"

Zhou Xun was surprised: "Haidilao? Heard of it, there are quite a few stores in Beijing, right?"

"Hmm, now there are Beiao store and Baizhifang store. It will open a Jinsong store next month, and it is preparing to open the first branch in Shanghai at the end of the year."

Zhou Xun nodded. It is very normal for actors to open businesses in this era. Na Ying, Ke Lan, and others have opened bars for many years, and she has been to them all.

"Sister Xun, if you are interested, you can consider investing. I think according to Lu Kuan's statement, this catering company is still quite profitable."

"He knows too?"

Liu Yifei was calm: "Yes, Lu Kuan lent me 30 million, I invested it all, holding 35% of the shares."

Investing a year ago was just a whim, feeling that with the Washing Machine's vision, it wouldn't lose money, right?

Over the past year, Haidilao's development has become increasingly rapid, and it has widely attracted the attention of industry peers.

In May 2006 in later generations, more than 200 regional managers of Yum! Brands gathered to visit and learn from the Haidilao Beiao store, which greatly increased the popularity and influence of Haidilao in the catering industry.

The little girl also had a big heart. Haidilao has been in the expansion period for the past few years, and the dividends last year were negligible.

She just asked Yang Siwei to find a registered accountant to verify the authenticity of the financial data and then stopped caring.

Today's trip was also to help them conduct on-site inspections of the Little Sheep in Chinatown in Los Angeles to see if there was a possibility of becoming the second Chinese hot pot brand to go to sea.

After all, in this era, cultural industries and catering industries all pay attention to "blooming outside the wall and fragrant inside," which is considered a marketing method.

The two women strolled in Chinatown, and Little Liu was still a bit regretful: "It's a pity for your performance in "Tangshan". It's just that the subject matter doesn't suit the taste of those Jewish white men in Hollywood, otherwise at least there would be a chance for nomination."

Zhou Xun smiled: "It's not that easy. Zhang Ziyi's Hollywood "Memoirs of a Geisha" didn't even get a nomination."

"Yes, Chinese actresses are really difficult in Hollywood." Liu Yifei sighed: "Fortunately, you have "Perhaps Love" this year. The Hong Kong Film Awards in April should have a great chance."

"I hope so. This time I have to thank Director Lu. Under his hands, I can really learn a lot."

If everything goes well, the domestic film scene in 2006 can almost be called the Year of Zhou Xun.

The Hong Kong Film Awards in April, the Golden Horse Awards in December, she won the Best Actress crown with "Perhaps Love" in later generations.

In this life, winning the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers and the Asian Film Critics Association award with the 2006 New Year's Eve champion "Tangshan" is not a difficult task.

The two passed by a Chinese handicraft shop. The boss recognized the two mainland actresses and smiled and asked for a group photo.

Zhou Xun gladly followed, and asked the shopkeeper to help her and the little girl take a photo: "I will post it on the blog when I go back. I am usually too lazy to operate, and I have to celebrate when I meet an old friend in a foreign land today."

Liu Yifei smiled, and then asked as if unintentionally: "Lu Kuan went to talk about a movie with Ang Lee? How could he talk for so long, without any movement?"

What is Zhou Xun's acting skill? How could she see the clues: "Should be, right? I don't know specifically, anyway, I followed a group of directors."

It's a pity that Liu Yifei now can switch between innocent little rabbit and cunning fox at will.

"Lu Kuan's mobile phone is out of power and can't get through. I have Ang Lee's phone number, just ask him."

The coffee in Zhou Xun's hand spilled a little, and she turned her head and smiled naturally: "I was busy sucking the latte milk foam first, it's hot."

"Sister Xun, slow down." The little girl smiled at her charmingly, her dialing action didn't stop, and she didn't look at Zhou Xun's expression with her head down.

"Xixi!"

The future Best Actress who was about to be crowned at the Hong Kong Film Awards two months later seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Liu Yifei solemnly.

"There is something about Fan Bingbing, I feel very strange."

What a "besieging Wei to save Zhao."

Boss Lu did indeed "self-stain" too much in the past, causing these friends to have no great confidence in his integrity...

Liu Yifei listened with her eyebrows raised, and the 1234567 she dialed randomly on the mobile phone screen closed the screen, looking at Zhou Xun with great interest.

"Sister Xun, you say."

Zhou Xun breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that this news would have to be told to Lu Kuan anyway, and it would be no different to tell Liu Yifei.

Just like having no confidence in Lu Kuan's sexual integrity, these friends still have confidence in Little Liu's loyalty and kindness, especially after this Manhattan incident.

"Yanda Huayi allocated shares before the year, and a total of 18% was taken out for core artists and directors to distribute."

"Feng Xiaogang 5%, Zhang Jizhong 3%, I am among the artists, the same as Huang Xiaoming, both are 3%."

"Do you know how much Fan Bingbing has? She actually got 5% like Feng Xiaogang, and it is said that her share is not in this 18% at all."

The reason why Zhou Xun knew this "it is said" was because she followed the established plan to ask the Wang brothers for more equity and was rejected.

It wasn't until mentioning Fan Bingbing that Wang Xiaolei helplessly gave this statement.

According to the wartime spy regulations, she and Bingbing naturally didn't know each other.

Who could guess that Lu Kuan arranged for Bingbing to lurk in 2002? At that time, he had no conflict with Yanda Huayi at all.

Little Liu was puzzled: "Then I have a question, what does Fan Bingbing rely on to get so many shares?"

"She is indeed the most profitable artist in the company. The operating commission of various categories was nearly 20 million last year."

Zhou Xun was a little envious: "The key is that she has a very good relationship with the two editors-in-chief of "Vogue" and "Harper's Bazaar", Zhang Yu and Su Mang, and almost monopolized the fashion resources within Yanda Huayi."

"Now even people like Huo Siyan, the bodyguards of the Wang brothers, and up-and-comers like Yang Mi coax her every day, just for that piece of Tang Monk meat in the fashion circle."

Liu Yifei frowned and pondered: "You mean..."

"Xixi, I'll just say it straight." Zhou Xun said solemnly: "Fan Bingbing has a relationship with Director Lu. Everyone knows this. He was indeed a bit romantic in the past."

"But Yanda Huayi and Wenjie don't look at each other peacefully on the surface. Last time Deng Wendi targeted you and Director Lu, did those brothers really not participate at all?"

"As far as I know, Deng Wendi's joint venture in the mainland also took at least 7% of Yanda Huayi's shares. Recently, it is possible to continue to increase capital. This is the public result after our distribution plan came down. Core personnel all know."

Little Liu was not sensitive to the relationship between Boss Lu and Bingbing that she mentioned.

She was the first to know, and also the deepest experience.

"You mean, Fan Bingbing used the resources she traded with Lu Kuan before to strengthen herself, turned around and merged with Yanda Huayi, and stood on the side of Yanda Huayi and Deng Wendi?"

Zhou Xun nodded: "I'm just guessing like this."

"In fact, there are not so many deep hatreds and standing in line in the entertainment industry, just like me."

"Although I am an artist of Yanda Huayi, it is nothing to avoid having a good relationship with Director Lu. I don't worry about what the Wang brothers think. Who doesn't make a few good friends?"

"But Fan Bingbing got more shares than our ordinary core personnel, and there is a newcomer named Chen Sicheng, who actually got shares. This person..."

Liu Yifei was surprised: "Chen Sicheng? He has a conflict with Lu Kuan. He once wanted to molest Tong Liya and was caught by us on the spot."

"And this thing?" Zhou Xun was confused, and then her brows frowned deeper: "Then that's right!"

Little Liu looked at Zhou Xun silently for a few seconds. Both were inspired, and seemed to have noticed something.

The little girl's pair of phoenix eyes were terribly cold, and she gritted her teeth: "That dog thing wouldn't have left any handles in Fan Bingbing's place before, right?"

"Therefore, these two people in Yanda Huayi gave her more shares than you ordinary core personnel, in exchange for backstabbing Lu Kuan?"

Zhou Xun spread her hands: "In short, according to the current situation, I am guessing like a villain, and it is also because of the swimming pool photo incident between you two before."

Liu Yifei nodded indifferently, and suddenly felt something was wrong!

She remembered the sentence Boss Lu said to her after turning off the microphone at the birthday banquet...

"She, I still have use?"

Is Fan Bingbing doing some kind of plan because of Lu Kuan's manipulation to get this share;

Or is it because she betrayed his manipulation that she got this share, and might be against him at the instigation of Deng Wendi and the Wang brothers?

The huge information gap between Liu Yifei and the parties involved made her unable to judge.

Fortunately, Zhou Xun is considered her own person. If she makes it clear to the Washing Machine, he will have his own decision, right?

The confidence in Lu Kuan made her not worry or worry too much, but the name of this woman Fan Bingbing had indeed drawn a huge crack between the two.

As of today, she didn't even have the heart to think carefully about the photo at the birthday banquet. Who put it?

Fan Bingbing is possible, Yanda Huayi is not possible? Other mainland entertainment companies are not possible?

She is Lu Kuan's cash cow, and there are too many people who are jealous.

"Xixi? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Little Liu's cold temperament converged, and she returned to her gentle and charming appearance.

"Why should we worry about Lu Kuan? You tell him, he will naturally solve it himself."

"His brain, it's not bad if he doesn't calculate others. If Fan Bingbing is not ghost-charmed, she should not make mistakes."

Zhou Xun smiled and didn't speak.

Some things are not convenient to mention, but if Fan Bingbing really backstabbed Lu Kuan, wouldn't the only obstacle between you and him disappear?

Change to another person, maybe she really hopes Fan Bingbing is against him.

After strolling for a while, Zhou Xun and Little Liu returned to the Roosevelt Hotel by car. Mia opened the door for them: "Is that Director Lu over there?"

The two women looked up at the same time. It was Boss Lu standing under the street lamp smoking.

"Hey!"

Boss Lu was patted by Little Liu from behind and turned around with a smile: "Didn't pack some food for me?"

Zhou Xun smiled: "Didn't answer your phone?"

"Afei didn't follow me, the spare battery is in his car." Boss Lu spread his hands.

The company has too many things to deal with in the past two days, not only in the country, but also in North America.

He is intensively pledging shares, coordinating cash flow to prepare for capital injection into Paulson's COD shorting fund.

It's just that money is hard to find when needed. Now there are two unknown expenditures waiting to be fed.

Netflix/Blockbuster, and Marvel.

The latter is not urgent. Before "Iron Man" is established, filmed, or even released, not many people will intercept it.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to be kept when Marvel applied for bankruptcy for the first time in 1998, and it wouldn't necessarily be able to hold on until now.

But the war between Netflix and Blockbuster is in full swing. He has the possibility of entering the war at any time. Cash is a bullet, so it is really important!

Little Liu was disturbed by Bingbing's affairs just now, and her tone was a bit cold: "What are you frowning for? It's all twisted together."

Boss Lu smiled: "Short of money."

The little girl frowned and took out a few dollars left from buying coffee just now: "Take it, don't be polite."

Then she looked at him suspiciously: "You wouldn't be urging debt in disguise, right?"

Zhou Xun smiled: "Should not be. Our total net worth combined is estimated to be less than the single-digit number of his capital gap."

"That is, Little Liu is completely a villain, describing me as a miser."

Boss Lu crushed the cigarette butt under his feet: "By the way, you two accompany me to Beverly Hills to see the house tomorrow and give some opinions." 【323-270

"Buying another house? You're short on cash and still buying property?" Little Liu glanced at him helplessly.

"Pah! How much could buying a house possibly cost?"

"I'll likely be coming to North America more often from now on; staying in hotels isn't convenient, and there's no privacy."

"If I weren't strapped for cash right now, I'd buy a private jet immediately—that would be even more convenient!"

Boss Lu is no longer an unfamiliar face in North America, so he tries his best to avoid a repeat of the previous paparazzi incidents.

Liu Yifei brushed back her raven-black hair, which had been scattered by the wind, and pouted dismissively: "You nouveau riche, you're just showing off!"

"If you're going to insult me, don't you dare ride in it later," Boss Lu said, getting the ugly talk out of the way first.

The young lady was still holding a grudge because she had been thinking about Fan Bingbing, so she naturally didn't hold back: "Who would want to ride in your 'Washing Machine'?"

"Since you're short on cash, go paint something. 15 million a piece—there are plenty of rich young ladies who would love to kiss your feet."

Zhou Xun covered her mouth to hide a giggle; she had been at the Bazaar Star Charity Night, so the old 15-million-yuan joke was etched into her memory.

The future Best Actress, sitting in the VIP viewing seat, was itching to take out her phone and record everything, so she could lie in bed tonight and slowly enjoy the gossip.

Boss Lu looked at her with a smile: "Alright then, aren't you a rich young lady yourself?"

"What about that portrait of the beauty in a qipao I painted for you last time? You owe me 45 million now—pay up quickly!"

"Oh!" Zhou Xun chimed in playfully: "So Xixi has modeled for you before?"

"Could we people who can't afford 15 million borrow that painting to admire it?"

Boss Lu continued to tease: "My clumsy work isn't enough to capture even one ten-thousandth of Little Liu's true charm. Xun-ge, you can just look at her figure directly—it's worth at least 1.5 billion!"

The young director pulled Zhou Xun over, and the two male and female "wolves" began to look the young lady up and down with mock seriousness, joking and critiquing her.

"Xixi's long legs are truly enviable; they reach my waist!"

Boss Lu smacked his lips: "They are quite nice. Her calves are slender and straight, her thighs are firm and powerful. As the 'Book of Songs' says, 'The noble lady is tall and graceful, in a robe of brocade'—that's about right, isn't it?"

"It reminds me of Nie Xiaoqian from 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio'—her skin reflecting the rosy clouds, her feet like delicate bamboo shoots."

Zhou Xun clicked her tongue in admiration and gave him a thumbs-up: "You are a high-class pervert."

Liu Yifei had tried to be sarcastic but ended up being teased instead; she felt her pretty face burning under Lu Kuan's intense, almost tangible gaze.

The young lady couldn't help but pull her coat tighter, hugging her chest, and shot a fierce glare at the "Washing Machine" before walking toward the hotel with a flushed face: "Sister Xun, I'm going back first."

Zhou Xun watched the young girl's bashful, maidenly demeanor and found her shyness amusing: "Go ahead, we'll chat for a bit."

Seeing Liu Yifei walk away, Lu Kuan calmly turned to Zhou Xun: "What did you mean in your message about Fan Bingbing?"

Zhou Xun smiled, holding up two fingers: "Let me have a cigarette first."

The veteran smoker Boss Lu chuckled, and the two of them huddled under the dim streetlamp, puffing away...

(End of chapter)