Global Film Emperor

Chapter 489 The Big Dog

Turin Airport, Italy.

After a turbulence, the plane finally landed on the ground. Listening to the crew members' farewell speech, even though their voices, appearances, and languages ​​were different, after hearing these farewell words so many times, one would feel somewhat numb and have no curiosity or desire to explore the brand new city.

Compared to Liverpool, Turin is noticeably warmer. A gentle breeze blows in his face, causing his black hair to flutter. His hair is no longer as stiff as a hedgehog; instead, it has become somewhat soft. It's unclear whether this is due to his increasingly relaxed mindset affecting his hair, or because the water in Liverpool is too hard, causing him to go bald.

"Hey, Brother Lu, you have white hair."

"Is there any?"

His chubby little hands were raised, and his small feet, probably size 35 or 36, were on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach the top of his head. He bent down slightly, and with a slight sting, a white hair fluttered in the wind.

Gray hair didn't affect his mood. He took the hair, glanced at it, separated his thumb and forefinger, and it was carried away by the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go."

……

Wandering through the terminal and taking the elevator, he was shielded from the tempting aromas wafting from the various restaurants, which made him feel a little better as he was already starving.

Upstairs, the dazzling jewelry awaited him. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he paused for two seconds. His photos had previously mostly appeared on plastic bottle packaging and bus stops, but now, his endorsement photos appeared on LED screens during the intervals between scrolling flight schedules. Many Asian tourists even stopped to take photos with him.

Arrangement.

"Very handsome."

Xiao Wang took out his phone, ready to take a picture, but the screen switched back to the timetable. After waiting for more than twenty seconds, he finally pressed the shutter button. Even though the photo was grainy and somewhat blurry, Lu Ze's good looks still deserved the praise.

"right?"

He replied casually, without any modesty, and went out the gate. Following the road signs to the parking lot, he immediately saw the person in question. At the same time, Fatini and Lucas also noticed Lu Ze.

"Haha, Lu Ze, welcome back to Turin."

Compared to Lucas, who was just waving, Fatini seemed much more excited. She walked quickly toward Lu Ze with her arms outstretched, and the huge emerald ring on her hand was particularly eye-catching. Fortunately, Fatini's figure was far smaller than that of the Mendeleev brothers, so even a bear hug was within Lu Ze's tolerance.

This kind of display is not uncommon at airports, but it becomes much more eye-catching when there are three luxury cars with consecutive license plates as a backdrop, and many travelers will unconsciously turn their attention to this side.

"Let's get in the car and talk about it later. We'll just go to any restaurant; I'm starving."

Noticing the passengers' gazes, the two did not linger and got into the first extended U-shaped Maybach with Lucas, while Wang Zixuan was arranged to get into the Mercedes behind.

……

What has Mickey been up to lately?

With a bang, the bottle of wine, which had been chilled for a long time in the ice bucket, was opened, and golden wine flowed into the champagne glass. The dense bubbles attached to the glass wall kept bursting, and the sound could be clearly heard.

Instead of immediately touching the cup, he took the cigarette Lucas offered and tucked it behind his ear. He leaned back lazily against the soft car seat, picked up the remote, and raised the sunshade on the car window. The sun was shining on his side, so his neck was a bit hot.

"I'm still busy working on the script. I even called a friend of mine over to help. I estimate it will take another year and a half to prepare."

"No one's going to Cannes?"

"Kesha is going, but Mickey and I aren't. We'll just watch it on TV."

With only a month left until the annual Cannes Film Festival, the list of winners has already been announced, and "Exile," a film that made it to the selection process just in time, was unsurprisingly nominated.

However, since the Cannes Film Festival does not have a Best Actor award in its main competition, and the Best Actor award in the second prize category has nothing to do with "Exile," which was nominated in the main competition, Lu Ze will still only watch the Cannes Film Festival on television this year.

Due to the reform of the competition system, the works shortlisted in the main competition can no longer participate in the selection of the second competition. This is naturally a great regret for Lu Ze, as it means that Lu Ze may be forever cut off from the individual awards at Cannes and will not be able to hold the trophy that belongs to him at the Cannes Film Festival.

Back in the day, when works made it to the main competition, actors made it to the second round, and all sorts of amazing contestants and dark horses emerged, that scene is now a thing of the past and may never be seen again.

This is not good for the entries; it will be difficult to see a film dominating multiple awards again. However, it's good for the organizers, preventing a situation where one film dominates, which they don't want to see. As participants, no matter how high their expectations are, they can only accept it helplessly. The clinking of glasses produced a somewhat ethereal sound. After taking a small sip, Lu Ze took the lighter, lit a cigarette, turned off the television that no one was watching, and glanced at Fatini.

Where to go next?

"Let's go to your new house first, settle your luggage, and then have a big meal to welcome you. If you think it's too boring to eat with three men, I can call a few supermodels to keep you company."

Fatini knew Lu Ze's personality all too well; it was just a joke between men. After seeing Lu Ze roll his eyes, Fatini and Lucas slapped their thighs and laughed heartily. Time always flies when you're chatting, and it felt like only a short while had passed before the car stopped and the driver opened the door.

"Let's take a look at your new home. Knowing you prefer peace and quiet, I didn't arrange for you to be in the city center, so you wouldn't hear some rich kids making a ruckus in front of nightclubs."

Thanks to the vehicle's excellent shock absorption and balance, and the driver's skill, Lu Ze realized upon getting out of the car that they were now standing on a small hill. Looking down, they could overlook the entire city. A street sign next to them read "Venice Street," a street that sounded somewhat familiar to Lu Ze, yet the property prices there were anything but cheap.

How much is the rent here?

"The daily rental fee is about 30,000 to 40,000 euros. If you walk a little east, you'll find Ronaldo's house. You can have tea with him sometime. If you walk further southeast, you'll find the residence of the Juventus president. If you have a good relationship with him, you can get a lot of good seats. But I have a box. If you watch the game from the fan seats, you can just enjoy the atmosphere. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

"So expensive? I can't afford the rent."

Without a doubt, this is the most luxurious residence in Italy, with a daily rent of 30,000 to 40,000 euros. Even Lu Ze was astonished when he heard this number. Calculating it up, the annual rent would be more than 10 million euros, enough to buy a luxury house in the capital. Living there for three months would be more than his acting salary.

Of course, there are discounts for long-term rentals, but in Lu Ze's opinion, Fatini has no need to settle down here at all. Isn't it normal for actors to pay for their own hotel stays when filming? Even if the two are friends, there is no need for her to spend so much money to come here and enjoy a life of luxury.

"What are you thinking about? This is my home, but I don't live here much."

Fatini's casual remark left Lu Ze stunned for a moment. Only after the bodyguard opened the villa gate did he silently follow, eager to see what this incredibly expensive mansion was really like.

Stepping onto the path paved with thin cobblestones three to four centimeters long, you'll see three luxury cars parked right at the entrance: a Lamborghini Aventador, a Mercedes-Benz G63, and a Wraith, all in rather flashy colors.

"I heard you really like swimming. Let's have a race when the weather gets warmer and see who's faster. We can also find a few Victoria's Secret models to keep us company."

Stepping on the soft grass, your feet sink deep enough to reach the soles of your shoes. Even wearing leather shoes, you can feel the ultimate comfort. In front of you is a 50-meter-long swimming pool with clear water, not even a single leaf floating in it.

The gardeners were tending to the plants, and when they saw Fatini arrive, they all put down their work to greet him. Lu Ze also turned his gaze to the villa in front of him.

The house is modernly decorated, with a rectangular shape. It has only two floors above ground and probably one or two floors below ground. The beige exterior walls look high-end, and the large, integrated glass panels on multiple sides ensure ample natural light.

The interior also features a minimalist modern style, with seven bedrooms and ten bathrooms, three dining rooms, four dressing rooms, a billiards room, a professional spa room, a gym, an archery range, and even more impressively, a private library of over 300 square meters with an eight-meter-high ceiling, complete with a wine cellar, cigar cabinet, and more. You can meet all your living needs without even leaving the house.

The basement level houses over twenty luxury cars, ranging from Bugatti to Pagani. Even the Ferrari 488 looks insignificant here. There are also top-of-the-line motorcycles such as the Ducati V4, Diavel, Harley-Davidson Glide, and Fat Boy, with the keys hanging on the wall for Lu Ze to drive at will.

After showing Lu Ze around, Fatini sprawled on the living room sofa, drinking juice. This demeanor made Lu Ze sigh, "This is what a rich family's child is like."

When Fatini last came to Italy, he didn't show Lu Ze around here. Obviously, this was just a place he used to park his cars and throw parties. He thought he was living in someone else's garage and acting all high-class...

If he were to go to his own place, wouldn't he be flying away?
Sipping freshly squeezed juice, swallowing down his complex emotions with the sweet drink, it would be a lie to say he wasn't a little jealous. But Lu Ze's advantage lay in his self-awareness, and he quickly accepted the high-class setting of Fatini. If it were Mickey, he would definitely have been running around in this villa for two treatments.

After Wang Zixuan finished packing her personal belongings, she came downstairs. Seeing that everyone was there, Fatini stood up, clapped her hands, and invited them to go out for dinner. Lucas then remembered that he needed to use the restroom, so Fatini and Mickey went out first and got into the car.

He noticed Lu Ze's surprise, which made him a little conflicted. He never wanted his friends to feel distant from him because of material things, but because he valued the word "friend" so much, he wanted to treat them in the most respectful way, so he never had many friends.

He had always longed for a life where he could have both material comforts and the joy of friendship. Therefore, his time in Liverpool was one of the most memorable periods of his life, and he naturally cherished Lu Ze, the one who gave him those moments.

"Uh... just treat it like your own home."

After much thought, this was the only thing he could think of, and he even hesitated about whether to say it or not. Fortunately, Lu Ze wasn't that bad. He simply patted Fatini's shoulder lightly to show his understanding and used a joke to bridge the gap that Fatini had thought would arise.

"Fine, then I'll live off you, you big spender, for the time being."

"..."

(End of this chapter)