After all of them were reborn, who would still be an actor?

Chapter 699 Jing Tian: "Honey, want one?"

"Where am I supposed to get so much money?" Li Mingyang sighed.

Li Meijin smiled but remained silent.

Once Li Mingyang obtains the Palme d'Or, he can turn on a switch.

That means funds can be freely moved between China and South Korea.

Li Mingyang and Wang Changtian didn't pledge their shares, so they didn't actually have much money in their pockets.

Mr. Zhao is the richest. Once Huace gets the foreign exchange rights, a billion US dollars is nothing.

Therefore, Li Meijin was not worried about money at all.

What Li Mingyang needs to do now is to make a firm decision and cooperate deeply with Hollywood!
The real challenge is persuading people.

"When is the final deadline from Hollywood?" Li Mingyang asked.

"Before the opening of Cannes."

Four days left...

Li Mingyang forced himself to calm down, adjusted the direction of the chair, sat down facing the sea, put his arms on the armrests, crossed his legs, and looked at the magnificent sea and the clear blue sky.

The sky and the sea seemed to merge into one, creating a magnificent sight.

Seagulls flapped their snow-white wings and soared freely in the sky, unrestrained.

Li Meijin didn't say anything more, said goodbye, and left.

A strong and refreshing sea breeze blew in, lifting the tablecloth, bending the flower branches, and messing up Li Mingyang's hair.

Is this a scam?

"If it were really that easy, we would have won the Palme d'Or long ago."

Li Mingyang's mind flashed back to the three short films featuring the Palme d'Or at Southeast University.

The Palme d'Or is awarded not only in the feature film category but also in the short film category, though the latter is usually referred to as "Best Live Action Short Film".

In the minds of the general public, the Palme d'Or refers more to the palm branch in the main competition.

The short film is also the Palme d'Or.

This is a compromise and a way for Cannes to make amends for the Grande Oriental market.

If the University of Tokyo really quits, Cannes will be devastated, as its influence and revenue will be greatly reduced.

Global influence is the most difficult thing to build; it requires historical accumulation, cultural recognition, artistic glory, the efforts of countless individuals, the maintenance of public trust, and commercial development...

The Cannes Film Festival itself has an annual operating budget of approximately 2000 million euros, of which 1200 million euros are funded by the French National Centre for Film and Television, the government of the Provence-Côte d'Azur region, and the city of Cannes, with the remainder supplemented by private and corporate sponsorships.

With a cost of 2000 million euros, it brought in more than 10 billion euros in direct and indirect benefits. This business deal in Cannes is really too good!
Cannes is like a spoiled brat: outwardly glamorous and well-mannered, but in reality arrogant, barbaric, ignorant, and rather endearing...

When there are major issues with business interests, it will compromise.

"February in a Small Town" in 17, "The World of Crows" in 2021, and "A Cliff Rises by the Sea" by Chen Jianying in 2022.

They were all directors from Tokyo University, and although they had some European background, they all made Chinese-language films.

A cliff rises from the seaside, and it's even starring Huawei's second princess...

The second princess is quite hardworking and diligent, but her acting skills still need improvement.

The time to award prizes is the time to compromise.

It's too far away...

It was destined that I would win an award this year; it has nothing to do with any compromises I made with Cannes.

Li Mingyang took off his sunglasses, turned them upside down so the mirrors faced him.

Li Mingyang's face was reflected in the dark lenses.

Her eyes, brimming with deep affection, were like a gentle breeze rippling across a clear spring.

Li Mingyang smiled slightly, placed his sunglasses on the coffee table, picked up his iced tea, and sat down to watch the changing winds and clouds.

Looking forward to the upcoming Cannes Film Festival.

Female judges also have a voice!

……

In May, Cannes enjoys pleasant weather with temperatures ranging from 15 to 25 degrees Celsius, and sunset is delayed until 8 or 9 pm.

In the evening, Li Mingyang and his group left the hotel to stroll around the Old Port of Cannes.

As the setting sun swept across the sea, yachts and boats of all shapes and sizes moved ceaselessly in the twilight.

As dusk settles, the lights of the buildings on the shore and the yachts are reflected on the calm sea. A breeze blows, creating gentle ripples on the water, and the reflections of the buildings and lights sway slowly, creating a very beautiful scene.

The Cannes Yacht Show has a slightly smaller influence than the Cannes Film Festival.

Although yacht shows are typically held during the peak season of September and October, during the Cannes Film Festival, various luxury yachts host parties day and night, inviting many girls to attend.

The owner of the yacht decides who to invite.

Yachts are private spaces, and many yacht owners simply live on them, throwing wild parties.

Many high-end caregivers boarded the yacht and stayed there for days and nights.

I was utterly exhausted when I came down; my legs were so weak I could barely walk.

The Cannes Film Festival is about to begin, and the streets are full of beautiful women, most of whom are high-class escorts.

When female celebrities go out alone, they are easily stopped and asked about prices.

Before the Cannes Film Festival each year, some locals post "fresh blood" on relevant escort websites. These are workers from various European countries who are preparing to participate in the Cannes Film Festival.

In addition to its large-scale escort industry, Cannes also has a number of casinos.

And these are just the visible parts; the unseen parts are even more expensive.

Cannes in May is arguably the most extravagant and decadent place in the world.

With enough money, even a Hollywood actress can dine at the same table and share a bed.

Lee Myung-yang, Lee Byung-hun, Kim Min-hee, and Ha Jung-woo are not first-timers at Cannes.

Baekhae and Kim Tae-ri were very excited as it was their first time there. They were dressed in long, strappy dresses and looked beautiful. They spent the whole trip looking for places to take photos.

The group consisted of six people, twelve bodyguards, six photographers, one tour guide, and two translators.

It was all arranged by Li Meijin.

Photographers, tour guides, and translators are standard staff.

There's a reason why there are so many bodyguards.

These bodyguards were all from Cannes and were all Black...

It represents status, which can save you a lot of trouble and prevent unsuspecting people from robbing you...

Why are there so many Black people in France? It's a case of karma.

Africa is France's backyard.

In the old town adjacent to the Festive Palace, this is a shopper's paradise, with many jewelry, fashion and luxury boutiques such as Swarovski, Bulgari, La Croisette and Boucheron.

The fashion industry is also one of the pillar industries of Cannes.

"Boss, that looks like Fan Binbin over there," Bai Bin said, tilting his head slightly forward.

Li Mingyang glanced at Fan Binbin, who was wearing a white off-shoulder cheongsam, with several foreign elderly men and women beside her.

I didn't see Zhong Xiaoyu.

Judging from the number of people following them, they must be important figures.

Li Mingyang inquired with the translator and learned that the foreigner next to Fan Binbin was a senior executive of the jewelry brand Chopard.

The Palme d'Or trophy was exclusively provided by Chopard.

"Director Li! Director Li!" Fan Binbin waved excitedly to Li Mingyang from a great distance.

Li Mingyang raised his hand to greet him, and the two groups naturally gathered together.

Fan Binbin first introduced Li Mingyang to Chopard's senior management, using a lot of impressive vocabulary.

One of the four great directors in mainland China, the king of Asian box office, an art director who was nominated for the main competition at Cannes for two consecutive years, the director I admire most, and a major shareholder of Enlight Media with a net worth of billions...

At first, Chopard's executives were quite arrogant, but when they heard that Li Mingyang was worth billions, they immediately smiled.

People in the fashion industry still value money quite a bit.

How can they afford their expensive luxury goods if they don't have money!
Fan Binbin spent a long time introducing Li Mingyang, but when it came to introducing Chopard's senior management, she just gave a casual introduction, which was very informal.

If you have the capital, you can do whatever you want.

Later on, Fan Binbin became indifferent to luxury brands and started his own luxury and beauty brands, which he did quite well.

When it comes to business acumen, Fan Binbin is by no means weak; she's among the top in the Chinese entertainment industry, and there are few who can rival her.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

The main problem was that the other person kept using French, which annoyed Li Mingyang, so the encounter ended quickly, and they went their separate ways.

After walking for a while, a white figure suddenly flashed by, and Fan Binbin caught up with him, "Director Li, when did you arrive?"

"What, not compensating customers this morning?" Li Mingyang joked.

"What client? Just a business relationship. But they have so many conditions, even more troublesome than Bulgari." Fan Binbin's eyes darted around as he smiled. "Director Li, which hotel are you staying at?"

"what?"

"What not to do?"

"I won't say anything."

"Then what are you doing..." Fan Binbin nudged Li Mingyang with his elbow and teased.

Where is Xiaoyu?

"Picking out clothes and makeup at the hotel, shall we go take a look together?" Fan Binbin said, linking her arm with Li Mingyang's.

Li Mingyang quickly shook him off.

Fan Binbin stood there, looking pitiful, almost bursting into tears... "Damn, he's even putting on an act." Bai Bin thought to himself, but said nothing. Knowing Li Mingyang as he did, he wouldn't touch someone like Fan Binbin.

What a hassle!

Fan Binbin is in big trouble.

If you've already reached the ceiling of fame and still want to improve, then the only option is to steal resources from others.

Both the Beijing and Shanghai elite circles are cultivating their own people and neither wants to involve her.

The Hong Kong entertainment circle is too busy taking care of itself to care about her.

“We are all public figures, so we need to maintain normal social distancing. I’m publicly known as single,” Li Mingyang said, adjusting his sleeves.

Fan Binbin pouted and gave a soft snort, clearly unconvinced.

What, am I not good enough for you?

Prude!
Fan Binbin was very dissatisfied and glanced at the three women behind Li Mingyang.

The two Korean women are really not good-looking; they're not even as pretty as her assistant.

Only Shirahama is decent-looking.

Kim Tae-ri was so stunned by Fan Binbin's beauty that her heart pounded, and she shrank back nervously.

Kim Min-hee was quite normal, neither hot nor cold, neither impatient nor irritable, very calm.

Bai Bin and Fan Binbin looked at each other, and Bai Bin rolled his eyes at the other.

Fan Binbin frowned slightly. She didn't hold grudges overnight, so she immediately put on a smile, took two steps, grabbed Bai Bin's hand, and said with a smile, "Isn't this Bai Bin? Long time no see! What are you doing here?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

"Haha, your little secretary has quite a temper." Fan Binbin snorted, turned around abruptly, her long hair flowing, and slapped Bai Bin in the face.

Bai Bin was furious and wanted to confront Fan Binbin, but was stopped by Li Mingyang's stern gaze.

Cannes isn't very big; during the film festival, you can see a bunch of celebrities just by strolling around the streets.

There were also a lot of messy media outlets on the road.

Prioritizing the greater good, Bai Bin swallowed her anger, but that didn't mean she was easy to mess with. She immediately took out her phone, turned on the recording function, and waved the screen at Fan Binbin in a defiant manner.

Seeing how cowardly Bai Bin was, Fan Binbin turned around and patted Li Mingyang on the shoulder, "I'm at the Paradise Hotel. If you want to go to paradise, come find your sister."

After saying that, Fan Binbin raised his hand, flicked his hair that was draped over his shoulder, and walked away very gracefully.

"You slut," Bai Bin said bitterly.

“She doesn’t seem afraid of me…” Li Mingyang said.

Bai Bin chuckled, "She's afraid of too many things. She wants to do something different."

"Really?" Li Mingyang tilted his head, observing Fan Binbin's departing figure.
The white cheongsam clung tightly to her figure, outlining her graceful curves, exuding a captivating and noble aura.

As she walked, she showed off her long, fair legs; the cheongsam was slit up to her thighs!

It perfectly matches her "powerful and beautiful" image!

Her flowing long hair and Sito's overwhelming wealth are also the opposite extreme of beauty!
Fan Xiaopang, the chosen one who plays Daji, is top-tier in the Chinese entertainment industry in terms of looks and temperament.

I didn't expect to look so good in a cheongsam...

If someone has a seductive appearance, wearing a cheongsam can make them look too promiscuous, like a prostitute.

Not everyone can wear a cheongsam. It not only tests a woman's figure and temperament, but also presents an ultimate challenge to the wearer's charm and style.

In Li Mingyang's mind, Jing Tian is definitely the queen of cheongsams, and Si Tengben Tian.

Shirahama is a bit lacking, but Miss Republic of China is enough.

There is a kind of...

The poem evokes the feeling of a beauty whose makeup pales in comparison to a lotus flower, whose fragrance, like pearls and jade, wafts through the water pavilion. Who can discern the sorrow hidden behind an autumn fan, as the bright moon hangs in the empty sky, awaiting the emperor?

People!

I can't help but keep thinking about it!

Li Mingyang wandered around for a while and returned to the hotel. He ran into Jing Tian as soon as he entered the door.

He's planning to sleep with Kim Tae-ri and Kim Min-hee tonight!

No way...

Old Wu came along too?
"Old Wu, what brings you here? Didn't I tell you to do a good job of mobilizing people?"

If this hadn't happened in the lobby, Li Mingyang would have started cursing right away!

“Mobilizing people isn’t something that can be done in a day or two. I’ve been making arrangements all along. Don’t worry, it will definitely be done this month,” Old Wu said.

Done?

You make it sound so easy. The entire flower arrangement team was mobilized to go to South Korea, while also taking care of the preparation and filming of One-Punch Man.

If you're not keeping an eye on things in Hengdian, where does your confidence come from?
You really think you're like me?!

Li Mingyang hummed in agreement, said nothing more, and led Jing Tian back to the presidential suite on the top floor.

As soon as they entered the presidential suite, Li Mingyang picked up Jing Tian and began to grope her body with his hands.

We must make up for the regrets of Shuangjin by working with Jingtian.

"Stop...stop...I'm not ready yet," Jing Tian said sweetly, clutching her collar with both hands.

If the higher-ups are keeping a tight grip, then we'll take the lower route.

She lifted her skirt, and wow, she was wearing denim shorts underneath.

"Honey, no rush. Let's talk about something. Xiaobai, open a bottle of wine, and you guys go tidy up the room."

Jing Tian dismissed everyone, pulled Li Mingyang to sit down in the living room, coughed twice with her fist clenched, and looked unusually serious.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was about to announce that she was pregnant.

Then Jing Tian said something that shocked her even more than her pregnancy!
Li Mingyang was so shocked that he wanted to kneel down and beg Jing Tian to let him go!

I'm not filming anymore!
Jing Tian doesn't want to film "July and Ansheng" anymore!
"Are you sick?" Li Mingyang tried to hold back but couldn't help it.

"You're the one who's sick." Jing Tian, ​​feeling guilty, preemptively stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said aggressively.

"Do you know how many people in the industry are laughing at you? Do you know how many people in the industry envy you for getting this project? Filming started last September, it's been almost a year, and you're saying you're not going to film it anymore? How can you face all the hard work of so many people? How can you face your own hard work?"

“MiMi is so busy, always available whenever needed. To ensure the project progresses, she even created a group chat and brought in Zhang Wei, Wu Zhikui, and Guo Fan.”

"Those three are very busy, yet they still give you advice and handle your logistics. Now you're not filming anymore. Mimi was the one who brought them here. How is Mimi supposed to face people after this?!"

Li Mingyang's words shattered Jing Tian's arrogance, turning the tigress into a kitten, locking her in a corner of the sofa, too afraid to move.

"Don't be angry..."

"It's simple for me not to be angry: you have to keep filming. I don't care how you film it, whether it's an art film or a commercial film, you have to wrap up filming before the end of the month!"

"What if I find a new director?"

Li Mingyang felt like banging his head against a wall. What did this have to do with a new director? It was just an ordinary art film.

If he were to film, it would take at most half a month to wrap up.

Making you a director is a way of promoting you!

"Are you absolutely determined not to film?" Li Mingyang asked.

Jing Tian didn't hesitate and nodded vigorously, very decisively.

Li Mingyang's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to punch Jing Tian.

"Honey, I know you love me, but the filming really can't go on... Sigh, I don't think I'm cut out to be a director."

Jing Tian lifted her skirt and took out a cigarette and a lighter from the pocket of her denim shorts.

Li Mingyang gave Jing Tian a strange look.

I don't want to smoke, I want to smoke you.

"Honey, want one?" Jing Tian, ​​who always disliked Li Mingyang smoking, offered him a cigarette.

"It's so bitter, what's the point of smoking it?"

I've said I'd quit smoking every year, but I've been smoking for five years.

Li Mingyang's words struck a nerve with Jing Tian, ​​and she bit her lower lip to stop herself from laughing, but it didn't work.

He pinched his thigh hard again to stop himself from laughing, and rubbed his leg in pain.

"It's late, go to sleep early." Li Mingyang took off his sunglasses and scratched his head in worry.

If Jing Tian doesn't direct, all of them who supported her becoming a director will become a laughing stock...

"I'm not sleepy, I slept the whole way."

"..."

“Honey, here’s what I’m thinking: why don’t we let Lao Wu and Guo Fan direct Soul and I’ll just be the screenwriter?”

"..."

"I didn't force them, they asked to take the photos themselves. You can call and ask if you don't believe me!"

Jing Tian made a firm promise, and Li Mingyang immediately took out his phone to call Guo Fan, but couldn't get through, so he called Lao Wu instead.

Hearing Lao Wu's high praise for Jing Tian's script, he volunteered to take over the script for July and An Sheng.

Li Mingyang's heart began to pound.

Old Wu is very busy! He didn't have time to film "Soulmate"!
"If you're being forced, just say it. Don't worry about Jing Tian, ​​she's crazy!"

Jing Tian turned her head away and rolled her eyes. If this had happened before, she would have definitely taught her husband a lesson, but this time she knew she was in the wrong.

endured.

Of course, the most important thing is for Zhuang Yan of the Three-Body Problem!
Wanda Group plans to push the production cost of The Three-Body Problem to 100 million US dollars!
We're aiming for 2 billion yuan in box office revenue with "The Three-Body Problem"!

(End of this chapter)