Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 348: Abandon everything and rescue the hurricane!

Zhang Heping and Lao Mouzi, who had just walked out of the conference room, looked at each other, and the shock in their hearts was no less than ever!
Especially Zhang Yimou, an old senior from Beijing Film Academy. Recalling the first meeting in the fourth audition of Beijing Film Academy five years ago, this young man has grown to this point!
He invested 338 billion yuan in cross-border mergers and acquisitions, and even senior leaders were curious about him and asked questions.

At one end of the Huairentang conference table, the leader looked at the young director in an approachable manner.

Since he didn't leave, the others naturally sat up straight and looked kindly at the young comrade who had just given an impassioned introduction to the opening ceremony.

"The road is wide, you sit first."

"I asked you to stay because I have something to ask you."

"Recently, the Ministry of Commerce and the National Development and Reform Commission both received your overseas investment approval application. What is the status of this investment?"

The relevant departments will naturally pay attention to and report on such huge mergers and acquisitions.

Two weeks ago, the high-level internal reference materials were already filled with commentary and analysis articles.

In terms of specific procedures, such cross-border mergers and acquisitions must first be registered as overseas investments at the Ministry of Commerce level.

Secondly, if the use of domestic funds is involved, such as Lenovo's acquisition of IBM's PC department, it is also subject to foreign exchange compliance review.

After all, the country's current foreign exchange reserves in US dollars are only about one trillion, so we must be extremely cautious.

Of course, the North American community has its own funds and can claim exemption from declaration.

Lu Kuan was not surprised that his leader knew about this, and he himself was also prepared to seek help from the national level if the acquisition encountered obstacles.

Today is the best opportunity.

what chance?
An opportunity to make leaders see the importance of Netflix!

Boss Lu said solemnly, "Boss, this company is called Netflix. It's an American DVD rental company that specializes in online subscription services."

An elder with slightly graying hair on either side asked curiously, "Lu Kuan, aren't you a film director? If you had so much money to buy a theater chain in the United States, it would be more beneficial for the release of your film, right?"

"Leader, this is it."

Boss Lu patiently explained: "Take the Hollywood film industry as an example. The main channels for film release are theaters, DVDs and home television."

"There are currently six major film companies in the North American film market, which are generally referred to as the Big Six by industry insiders."

"Of these six film companies, except for Sony Columbia, which is Japanese-owned and therefore not allowed to own television stations and large media companies in the United States, the other five are all extremely powerful media groups in the United States."

He paused and said, "For example, Fox Film Corporation is affiliated with News Corporation, the largest media company in the United States."

"These five film and media companies not only control the marketing channels for films, but also indirectly influence the big-screen distribution channels for films."

Boss Lu complained: "Dear leaders, there are only three mainstream distribution channels for movies: theaters, television, and DVD."

"This money may seem like a lot, but if we use it to buy a cinema chain, let alone whether it can pass the review of the Ministry of Justice and foreign committees, we may not be able to afford the operating costs even if we buy it."

"Television is out of the question. Foreigners are expressly prohibited from owning television stations in the United States."

After hearing his summary, the senior leader nodded and said, "So what's the deal with Netflix?"

Lu Kuan bowed slightly and said, "Leader, there is a video website in China, which is professionally called a streaming website. This is also the direction of Netflix's future transformation."

"In my analysis of the future market, in addition to the three channels mentioned above, desktop and mobile devices will also be added to the film distribution channels."

"If Chinese film companies want to gain a real foothold in Hollywood and gain a certain degree of voice, they must seize this opportunity to overtake others and break the monopoly of big capital!"

"Netflix is ​​currently the king of the US DVD rental industry, with approximately 900 million online users. These users are long-term paying premium users, which is very conducive to our transition to direct streaming."

The young director laughed and said, "Actually, this is also a trick to deceive the US authorities and circumvent their legal barriers."

"For example, our domestic platform Wenjie Video has surpassed some local TV stations that don't have satellite channels in terms of traffic, popularity, and drama playback volume."

“The same thing happens with Netflix.”

"If it's managed properly in the future, it will actually be a TV station controlled by us Chinese. As long as the content is high-quality and the number of users is sufficient, it will be no worse than other TV stations controlled by the Big Six."

Everyone present listened with a smile on their face, nodded continuously, and looked at the young man with a different look in their eyes!

This kid is smart!

The big boss at the other end of the conference table was even more satisfied: "Shi Liuda, this is the first time the country has proposed the concept of cultural industry, and the film industry is a top priority."

"How to spread excellent Chinese culture and enhance the country's cultural soft power is an important proposition."

"Whether it's the Olympics' integration of culture and technology, or this Netflix thing you mentioned, they're both beneficial attempts, haha!"

When these words came out, the other leaders did not react at all, but the staff members in the room looked at each other with their eyes wide open, their hearts filled with turbulent waves!
Leaders generally don’t express their opinions easily, but once this statement gets out, it will affect Lu Kuan’s prestige, his future business activities in China, and even some “beneficial attempts”.

It is certain that the green light will be given, and who knows, there may even be some innovations that break the rules.

Boss Lu naturally took advantage of the situation and said, "Boss! This is also my original intention!"

"We have always said that the Beijing Olympics was an opportunity for the world to rediscover China and Chinese culture."

"Opportunities to host international events like the Olympics are rare, but movies and other film and television works are a regular tool for cultural output. Hollywood has proven this, as has Japan..."

The young director said solemnly, "Japan has long exported high-quality animation and cultural products, creating an image of a humble, self-disciplined, and friendly nation."

"This time we filmed 'The Sky of History' in North America. It's very sad that it's not just the right wing who are questioning the authenticity of this history, but also many Westerners and even Chinese!"

"It's not that they don't have a conscience. The Japanese people we see in various films and TV shows are portrayed as polite, hardworking, and innovative. It's hard to imagine they would commit such atrocities during World War II."

"And our own voices have indeed become smaller."

The young director said with a serious expression: "For me personally, spreading Chinese culture through the Olympics and movies is one aspect."

"On the other hand, we also want to emulate the Japanese and use high-quality works and Netflix, a channel with great future potential, to export culture and enhance our cultural confidence!"

The senior leader tapped the table and said, "Great! That's a great way to put it, cultural confidence!"

The secretary on the side took shorthand.

He smiled and nodded, looking at Lu Kuan with eyes full of admiration: "It's hard to imagine a young man of your age can have such a broad mind!"

"In 1994, we commissioned Mr. Lin Yifu, Director of the Economic Research Center at Yenching University, to conduct an internal research study called 'Development Strategy and Economic Reform.'"

"According to his prediction, our country's economy will surpass that of the United States in 2015, based on purchasing power parity."

"If calculated based on GDP, the time point for this catch-up is 2030."

He smiled and glanced around. "Of course, we're just talking to ourselves behind closed doors today. We won't be bothered with this kind of data for now."

At one side of the square conference table, the leader's calm and reserved demeanor suddenly rose to prominence: "I absolutely believe that in the future, China will stand tall among the nations of the world in terms of economy, military, and politics!"

"But one thing!"

He nodded at Lu Kuan, who was sitting across from him. “Just like what you, Comrade Xiaolu, said, the importance of cultural output, cultural confidence, and cultural rise.”

"Compared to the rapid development of the economy, culture has always lagged behind."

"For a long time to come, China will experience twists and turns and chaos in its cultural development. This is completely conceivable and foreseeable."

"The great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation and the cultural revival are absolutely indispensable. This requires you, the outstanding artists and entrepreneurs, to work hard and forge ahead!"

The leader gave a grand and impressive summary, then his tone relaxed a little and he smiled at Lu Kuan and said:

"Your name, in fact, many of us here have heard it."

"Who knows, there might be a fan of you, a little comrade, among them."

A few chuckles were heard around the conference table, echoing his joke, and everyone knew that this was a prelude to his "heartfelt words".

The senior leader estimated that the time was almost up: "Comrade Lu Kuan, there is a vast world and great potential for you to do."

"Your past achievements are already remarkable. I hope you will continue to forge ahead, create higher-quality films, and open up smoother overseas channels to enhance the international influence and competitiveness of Chinese culture!"

The whole audience applauded, and Boss Lu stood up excitedly and said, "Leader! We will work tirelessly and not slack off!"

"Okay! Let's stop here for today."

The leaders walked to the door in an orderly manner, shook hands with Lu Kuan again, encouraged him, and then left.

Boss Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a staff member walking towards him with a smile.

"Director Lu, regarding Netflix's review by the U.S. Department of Justice and the foreign committee, please assign relevant staff to come to the Ministry of Commerce the day after tomorrow to see if there is anything that can be coordinated."

"Good! Good! Thank you, Director Chen!"

This is the chief secretary.

The young director smiled and walked out of the office area with the staff member wearing glasses.

Standing in front of the vermilion gate, the midday sun made the glazed tiles hot, and the ridge beasts on the eaves cast long and thin shadows under the blue sky.

Boss Lu glanced at the time on his mobile phone. At the moment when the minute hand and the hour hand overlapped, the long sound of the clock tower came from the distance.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

These classical buildings before my eyes seemed to come alive, with whispers of history seeping out from the gaps between bricks and wood.

Walking through the solemn and ancient corridors, light and shadow weave a web of time and space, making the young director, who had just finished talking with his leader, feel like he has stepped into the tide of the times.

Looking into the distance, the sky is clear blue.

With today's dialogue and statement, there is a broad space for development and great potential in the future!
It’s a bit regrettable that it would be great if the boss could give me this calligraphy and frame it and hang it in the president’s office!

At noon on the second day after the report was completed, Wei Yufen, the chief coordinator of the opening and closing ceremonies of the Peking Olympic Games, came to the Olympic Building to make personnel appointments and disseminate instructions on behalf of the Olympic Organizing Committee.

"Comrades, first of all, congratulations! The presentation of the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games was a great success and received unanimous praise from the leaders."

"Next, I will read out the important instructions from the leader!"

Everyone sat upright, including the usually calm and composed Boss Lu, who picked up his pen and waited for instructions.

This is a matter of attitude.

"The proposal is wonderful, creative, and has many good ideas. By combining traditional culture with technological means, it showcases our ancient and modern art, culture, and development achievements."

"Comrades, please continue to pool your wisdom and strive for excellence. We must bring the most moving, grand, and shocking opening ceremony to people all over the world, and ensure that the Peking Olympics will go down in history forever!"

Zhang Heping led the applause: "Good!"

All members of the Olympic creative team were delighted.

The colloquial wording reflects the leaders' satisfaction, and the subsequent work can be carried out in an orderly manner.

The plan is the plan, and the next step is to organize the performance, make props, and conduct on-site rehearsals.

This process will continue from now until August 2008, 8.

Wei Yufen raised her hand to signal everyone to calm down. "Now, I will read out the division of labor arrangements for Comrades Lu Kuan and Zhang Yimou as announced by the Beijing Olympic Organizing Committee."

The atmosphere in the office is more relaxed than yesterday.

It wasn't just because of how much Boss Lu was recognized and praised by the leadership during this report, but also because of the order of names Wei Yufen had just mentioned...

This is not something that can be said or written casually in the country.

Everyone vaguely realized something.

"After research by the Beijing Olympic Organizing Committee and approval by higher authorities, we now officially appoint Comrade Lu Kuan as Chief Director of the Opening Ceremony of the Olympic Games, and Comrade Zhang Yimou as Chief Director of the Closing Ceremony!"

“I hope you two will continue to work together and present a wonderful opening and closing ceremony performance for everyone!”

Applause broke out in the conference room. Lao Mouzi naturally smiled widely, stood up, hugged Lu Kuan, and patted him hard on the back!
At this moment, no one in the Olympic creative team would have any other ideas.

Including two high-level institutional artists, Zhang Jigang and Chen Weiya.

Because over the past year, the young director's artistic talent and personal charm have conquered everyone.

This is a united situation created by artistic achievements, technological creativity and leadership. It is the heartfelt recognition that can only be obtained by those who really get things done.

Boss Lu applauded and bowed to everyone to express his gratitude, feeling deeply moved.

It has not been easy to get to where we are today from 2005.

Lu Tianmin and his son, Zhou Jun, Kasxiong, Deng Wendi...

Strong enemies and competitors in various fields did everything they could to prevent him from getting this title.

Unfortunately, neither legitimate business competition nor conspiracy can hold me back any longer.

After 2008, he could really have a broad world and great potential as his leader had told him.

After Wei Yufen left, Zhang Heping called the two directors into his office and asked, "Should we start coordinating our schedules?"

Zhang Yimou said with a smile: "After "Curse of the Golden Flower", I retired from acting. Now I will focus on preparing for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympics."

The plan has been determined, but the implementation process and complexity are dozens of times more complicated than the previous one.

Famous later incidents such as LED failures and the temporary withdrawal of shadow puppet performances were all problems discovered during actual practice and were much more difficult to solve.

However, Zhang Heping is not very worried about this.

Both of them are famous directors, and there are many trivial matters in filming. In addition, Lu Kuan is a successful entrepreneur, so this coordination ability is not a problem.

It just requires a lot of time investment.

Boss Lu also stated: "I will go to North America and finish filming of 'The Sky of History' in a month at most, and I will also deal with the Netflix issue at the same time."

He joked lightheartedly, "When the time comes, I'll retire and return home in glory!"

Zhang Heping and Zhang Yimou both laughed.

Whether it is entrepreneurs or the entertainment industry of this era, perhaps many people will have the same feelings as Wang Piku in later generations!

This washing machine is so damn headline-grabbing!
Following rumors of a sky-high cross-border merger and acquisition worth 338 billion yuan, on June 6, the Beijing Olympic Organizing Committee announced in the media and on its official blog that it had officially appointed Lu Kuan as the chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony.

The latter will take a year off from acting and will officially participate in Olympic affairs after the filming of "The Sky of History" is completed until the successful conclusion of the Olympics.

For a time, discussions about this famous person were rampant.

Friends such as Mei Yanfang, Jay Chou, and Zhou Xun forwarded the official announcement of the Olympic Committee, accompanied by the five-star red flag and the Olympic mascot icons to express their congratulations.

The domestic media naturally praised it.

Whether it is the morale-boosting cross-border merger and acquisition, or the anticipation for a great Olympic opening ceremony, the reputation and popularity of this young director have soared.

Even if there are three or two addicts like Xiao Ying, Ai Dajin and others, they are quickly conquered by fans.

Among them are not only fans of Boss Lu, but more fans of Xiao Liu who have already "invested in the movie".

The titles of richest man, road guide, general manager Lu, and boss Lu have gradually replaced the old memes of washing machine, dragon knight, etc.

To this day, only the old haters who came after 2002 often call him a washing machine, which sounds quite endearing.

For example, Concubine Liu Yi.

The news spread at home and abroad, and the international edition of Japan's Asahi Shimbun made a bold statement, titled "Sino-Japanese Cultural War", looking forward to the future struggle in North America between Blockbuster controlled by Sony Columbia and Netflix controlled by Chinese capital Lukuan.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the North American community must first pass the review of the authorities.

On June 6, Boss Lu attended a symposium on the opening ceremony plan at the Olympic Building.

Friends who have worked in the system should have the following feelings:
Whether it is the policy-making department or various social organizations, they generally hold seminars before actually issuing policies.

This is an autonomous activity with Chinese characteristics, which fully represents the determination and sincerity of the higher-level units to reach out to the masses.

But it caused great harm to the director Boss Lu.

There were many people at the forum who were both sincere and creative, like a restaurant manager at Quanjude in Beijing.

In his store, he provided foreign tourists with a notebook called "What are you looking forward to in the Beijing Olympics" and asked every Western tourist who came to visit to fill it out.

The female manager solemnly handed the notebook to Boss Lu, who shook her hand firmly and said he would study it carefully.

This is the will of the general public and deserves recognition and praise.

But many pedantic and sensational opinions are not desirable.

For example, an old professor from Yan University strongly demanded that no foreign words should appear in the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, and that our traditional culture must be fully displayed without any worship of foreign things.

There was also a male university student majoring in foreign trade and economics who stood up and recited a poem for half an hour, expressing his expectations and blessings for the Beijing Olympics.

He recited his own poem until tears fell, causing laughter in the audience.

The spirit is commendable, but it is used in the wrong place!

The key point is that other people can hide, but he, the director of the opening ceremony, cannot hide.

Again, it's a matter of attitude.

Now it is equivalent to working as a half-system insider, and we have to take the impact into consideration and obey the overall situation.

It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that an unexpected piece of bad news interrupted the dull symposium.

A Fei ignored the staff's obstruction and forced his way onto the podium.

Boss Lu frowned at him, knowing that this boy was not a person without sense of propriety, and turned off the microphone.

"what happened?"

Ah Fei whispered: "Something happened to Miss Liu!"

"what's up?"

Ah Fei looked at Zhang Yimou, Zhang Heping and others beside him and stammered. Several old scholars in the audience also looked at the stage in confusion, with a little dissatisfaction in their eyes.

I'm giving a speech, old man, what nonsense!

When Boss Lu saw his expression and thought of Concubine Liu Yi's condition before she left, his heart couldn't help but sink.

I have only been away for half a month. What exactly happened?
"Director Zhang, Director Zhang, I need to leave for a moment. Something happened in the United States."

"Okay, you go first, we are here."

Zhang Yimou also nodded: "Xiaolu, don't be impulsive if anything happens. If you need help, contact me in time."

"it is good."

Zhang Heping knew that Lu Kuan was not a person who did not know the seriousness of the matter, but when he saw him leave with a serious expression on his face, he was still nervous.

What could make someone like him so nervous?
Olympic Building, outside the director's office.

The staff passing by were horrified to hear the sound of cups breaking in the inner room, mixed with his rare harsh words.

Everyone stayed away from him, not knowing what was wrong with this usually calm and composed artist and the richest man in mainland China.
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one day ago.

At ten o'clock the night before Boss Lu attended the symposium, Xiao Liu had just been awakened from the early morning in Chicago.

I watched The Phantom of the Opera very late last night.

This is a silent film shot in 1925 and is also a classic silent film.

It tells the story between the ghost of the Paris Opera and a female singer, creating a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere, with a strong visual impact and unique artistic beauty.

The reason why Liu Yifei watched it was very simple. Of course, it was not to experience the atmosphere of a horror movie or to add any mental pressure to herself.

It's purely about learning the details of the movements of silent film performers.

Her scene in "The Sky of History" where a depressed patient becomes speechless due to nervousness is the final foreshadowing before the climax and has extremely strong emotional tension.

The performance is also very difficult.

Liu Yifei practiced in front of the mirror and with her mobile phone for many days, but she didn't feel the urgency of suddenly becoming speechless, and she was very anxious.

Liu Xiaoli knocked on the door, and she knocked on the table too. The mother and daughter, caught in a silent film, completed a silent response.

"Xixi, when will Jingtian arrive?"

Concubine Liu Yi wrote a "9" on the paper.

Da Tiantian came to the United States to shoot the North American cherry endorsement that was booked a year ago. She contacted Xiao Liu in advance and wanted to come and see this cheap senior sister.

After the crew moved to Germany, Jing Tian no longer followed the crew.

In the past six months in China, she has basically mastered Grotowski's training method. What remains is nothing more than whether she can be cautious and self-disciplined.

Despite having such a wealthy background, he still persisted in practicing like Concubine Liu Yi.

Boss Lu’s plan is also very simple.

In return for helping him acquire the Xi'an Cinema Chain and set up cinema chains in Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, he promised to give Jing Tian a chance.

This opportunity doesn't necessarily have to be making a movie.

If she can persevere and study hard at the Beijing Film Academy, perhaps there will be a suitable role for her to try.

If there's really no way to help her, just organize a couple of variety shows on Travel Channel to help her gain some popularity, and then use the Internet to give her some praise.

Young directors obviously don't have much time to save these queens of bad movies.

The sweet and soft Da Tiantian rang the courtyard doorbell with her entourage and was surprised to see two bodyguard-like figures looking at her warily.

And gifts like big cherries in my hand...

Liu Xiaoli and her daughter walked out from the inner room.

"Hello, Tiantian! Please come in."

"Hello, Auntie. I brought you some local specialties and gifts!"

The security personnel opened the cast iron gate and Jing Tian walked in with a smile. She looked around curiously. Morning dew was dripping from the wisteria trellis.

In her left hand, she held a bamboo lunch box with the words "Fu Man Lou" printed on it, and adjusted her tortoise-shell sunglasses with her right hand. The lake breeze blew ripples on her light green floral dress.

Concubine Liu Yi was wearing old cotton slippers under the porch. Her beige linen dress was obviously too big, and the cuffs were stained with charcoal dust.

Jing Tian knew that this was the style of dress that her character Zhang Chunru liked to wear on a daily basis, clean and refreshing.

Perhaps this charcoal gray is the recent "silent film-like" life experience she described in the message?

The junior sister stuck out her tongue lightly. Even though I had seen how crazy this senior sister was when she was immersed in a role in the Jinling crew, I didn't expect that when I saw her today, she seemed even more crazy than before.

Liu Yifei came up wearing soft-soled cloth shoes. Her off-white linen dress hung loosely to her ankles, and she had a faded denim belt tied around her waist.

Her long hair was casually tied into a loose bun, revealing a small light brown mole behind her ear.

Concubine Liu Yi looked Jing Tian up and down, then touched her shoulders and back without saying a word.

It seems to be checking whether there are any signs of exercise in the past few months.

"Oh! What are you doing, Sister Xixi!" The beautiful woman felt a little itchy when she was touched and looked shy.

Liu Xiaoli slapped her daughter's hand away in annoyance and led Jing Tian into the house with a smile.

The old mother actually had a good impression of this young girl. Last year in Jinling Hotel, she was the first one to discover that Concubine Liu Yi was having a nightmare, which alarmed Liu Xiaoli next door.

Among my daughter’s best friends, not to mention Su Chang and others, Jing Tian looks the most innocent.

Apparently, due to his prominent family background, he has never experienced the sufferings of the world.

The only suffering she suffered was probably at the hands of her daughter.

"Is this your study, Senior Sister?"

Jing Tian didn't notice that she had said something wrong. She turned around in horror and saw Xiao Liu squinting at her.

"Snapped!"

Liu Yifei slapped her on the butt in a mischievous manner, and the two pieces of soft flesh trembled and swayed, which was very eye-catching.

The eldest sister typed four words on her mobile phone - light punishment.

Jing Tian gave her a resentful look, pouted and rubbed the invaded part of her body.

Her fingertips brushed across a lush clump of Monstera deliciosa by the window. The sunlight shone through the gauze curtain onto Liu Yifei's profile, and beads of sweat could be seen on the tip of her nose.

The linen fabric was slightly translucent against the shoulder blades, and a very thin silver chain could be vaguely seen around the collarbone, but the person looked thinner.

Da Tiantian tried to divert her attention: "I post status updates on my blog every day, have you seen it?"

"Daily morning exercise check-in!"

Concubine Liu Yi smiled and shook her head, then wrote: [I don't have time to read, just study hard.]

"Humph!"

None of you care about me!
Da Tiantian was a little unhappy.

A young director who was never seen again after he took over the Xi'an cinema chain, and a senior sister who taught him the basics of morning exercises but ignored him.

You guys are only concerned about living together in North America, you are really not human!

"By the way, when will Lu Kuan be back? Didn't he finish his work report yesterday?"

Jing Tian's visit was obviously for other purposes, and how could Concubine Liu Yi not understand that?

But she couldn't feel any ill will towards this little girl, even though she had made her intentions clear since the Harper's Bazaar Charity Night.

Xiao Liu wrote: [You dare to call him by his name? ]

Jing Tian is arrogant: "If you don't let me call you Teacher Lu, what's the big deal about calling my name?"

[Okay, I’ll shout it in person next time.]

"Shout if you want! Don't think I'm afraid of him just because he's rich!"

Jing Tian shouted to encourage herself, then sighed, "My family is shocked by him. Where did he get so much money?"

"If I were him, why would I bother making movies? I'd never be able to finish them in my lifetime."

Concubine Liu Yi smiled and shook her head, not wasting any effort to explain this time.

If he had not fought hard to gain his current position, bound up his allies in China, the United States, Japan and South Korea with interests, and taken advantage of the Olympics to get rid of Zhou Jun, he would have planned a huge reputation for himself.

No matter how much money you have, it may not belong to you.

Today, Xiao Liu is naturally well aware of his many plans.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, nothing can be accomplished without his resolute will and ruthless means.

Jing Tian didn't expect so much, and was still recalling her interactions with Boss Lu:
"No wonder. Two years ago, I spent 1500 million to buy his paintings, and he didn't even smile."

Da Tiantian counted on her fingers: "With this 338 billion as a backdrop, it feels like 1500 million and 15 yuan are not much different, right? Haha!"

Wealth may be an aphrodisiac for some female stars in the entertainment industry.

But Jing Tian's coquettish and self-deprecating expression obviously had nothing to do with the size of the windfall, but was about her love and admiration for the man she admired.

Xiao Liu curled his lips, feeling a little jealous.

No matter how generous you are, if you see a beautiful girl "fantasizing" about your washing machine, you must give her a little punishment!
She patted Jing Tian's forearm, motioning her to follow her, then turned to the side of the bookshelf and took out a picture frame.

The frame was carefully wrapped in brown paper and covered with a dust cover, clearly a treasured possession of the owner.

Concubine Liu Yi gritted her teeth and carefully tore open the package.

Da Tiantian's watery eyes opened wide, and what came into view was a beautiful woman in cheongsam.

It was the same oil painting that the young director had painted during the first month of last year. (Chapter 316)
"Wow!"

Jing Tian was stunned and couldn't help but reach out to touch the canvas, but was slapped away by Xiao Liu standing beside her!

Fuguihua instantly understood the murderous look in his eyes.

You can look, but you can’t touch!

There is a moisture-proof layer on the canvas painted with natural beeswax solution, and the blue oil paint has no signs of cracking, which shows that it has been well preserved by the owner.

The scheming Xiao Liu took the pen and paper and said: He gave it to me as a gift, no need to pay for it.

The envious expression on Jing Tian's face froze, and she looked at her cheap senior sister in disbelief!

She was not in disbelief that the painting was free, but she was in disbelief that there could be such a vicious woman in the world!

What do you mean?
My Tiantian spent 1500 million and didn’t even get a single word of sweet talk from Lu Kuan, but you, Liu Xixi, got the favor without any effort, right?

"Ah! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

Jing Tian bared her teeth and said, "Liu Yifei! I'm going to fight you!"

Xiao Liu smiled and took a step back, then with a very skillful move, she gently pressed Da Tiantian down on the soft bed.

"Snapped!"

There was another slightly loud sound of light punishment, and the plumpness in his hand made the little girl unable to resist pinching it.

"You, you, you! You're a pervert, Liu Yifei! I don't play this game!"

Da Tiantian felt the warmth from her palm and turned her head suddenly, her pretty face seemed to be covered with a red cloth.

As expected, there are no good people following that washing machine!

This fairy sister Liu Yifei has also changed!
The two girls played around for a while, and Xiao Liu wrote to her and told her to go out and play by herself, while she continued to prepare for the last few scenes.

Jing Tian refused: "Why don't you take a break for half a day? I've finally come here, so why don't you take me to visit the University of Chicago?"

【These are turbulent times. Staying home is safer.】

"What do you mean?"

Liu Yifei waved her hand to signal the guest to leave, then pulled out a chair and sat down, and started watching the last part of "The Phantom of the Opera".

Da Tiantian was unyielding. "Hey! Let's go? You've lost weight recently, so why not take a half-day break today?"

"I came all the way from Washington, D.C.! That's over 1000 kilometers!"

Xiao Liu gave her an unpleasant look.

【I'll take you for an hour and come back after lunch. 】

"Sure! I definitely won't bother you this afternoon!" Da Tiantian said with a sweet laugh, "But I'm going to stay at your house for a few days. I... I want to go shopping for clothes in Chicago!"

Concubine Liu Yi looked at her with a smile, without revealing the little girl's secret thoughts.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this woman is like me!
Xiao Liu disguised herself a little because she is now somewhat famous in North America.

Especially after the last prank played by a Japanese student outside the clinic, he now has at least two bodyguards, one in front and one behind, whenever he goes out.

Liu Xiaoli didn't stop him, as long as he didn't get close to strangers.

But the old mother was still worried: "I'll go with you. With Mia and two other security guards, I'll feel more at ease wherever we go."

Jing Tian was of course happy and hugged Liu Xiaoli's arm: "Great! Aunt Liu is really nice to me, unlike some people!"

"I came all this way to see her, and she didn't even say a word to me!"

Liu Yifei smiled and shook her head, ignoring Da Tiantian's complaints. She had just bullied her severely and was waiting for the cooling-off time.

She put on sunglasses and used a thin silk scarf to cover herself up. This was the first time she had gone out in more than ten days.

Xiao Liu took Jing Tian to visit the University of Chicago and the Booth School of Business, and took photos at the Rockefeller Memorial Church, Harper Library and other places.

When we returned to our residence with Da Tiantian who was still not satisfied, the agreed one hour turned into two hours.

Liu Xiaoli felt that Jing Tian's arrival was of good timing, at least it distracted her daughter's attention.

"You two kids go play, I'll go cook."

Jing Tian and Liu Xiaoli also got along well: "Let me help you, Aunt Liu. I can always lend a hand."

"Okay, as long as you don't mind the trouble."

Xiao Liu didn't want to bother with them, so he waved his hand and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

"Auntie, let me wash this box of cherries first. I just picked them before I came here. And..."

"what!"

A high-decibel scream came from Liu Yifei's room, and Liu Xiaoli, Mia and others rushed over without thinking.

Jing Tian was stunned, and it took her a while to react. She dropped what she was holding and quickly followed.

"What's wrong, Sissi!"

The moment Liu Xiaoli pushed open the door, Liu Yifei gripped the door frame tightly with her white nails, covering her chest with one hand, her white neck rose and fell with her breathing, and veins bulged!
Without saying a word, Mia turned around and led the security guards to quickly clear the dangers room by room and continued to retrieve the surveillance footage.

Jing Tian, ​​who followed later, rushed in, staggered and kicked over the coffee pot that had fallen by the threshold. The light brown liquid formed a terrifying shape on the oak floor.

Her gaze followed the direction of Concubine Liu Yi's round, almond-shaped eyes. On the little girl's pale pink dressing table, there was a pig's head with its eye sockets hollowed out!

A strong smell of blood mixed with beeswax hit me in the face. A miniature tape recorder was stuck in the empty bone stump of the pig's head, and it was playing automatically at a mosquito-like sound.

"Please stop lying about Jinling! Please stop lying!"

Obviously, this is another right-wing intimidation.

Of course they dare not break the law blatantly, so they can only do these despicable and evil things!
A mother is strong. Although Liu Xiaoli was frightened by the horrific scene, she still mustered up her courage and angrily cursed the damn beast.

He hugged his daughter and pulled Jing Tian up, ready to go out.

Liu Yifei suddenly walked forward, took out her cell phone tremblingly, and tried to record everything with forced calmness.

At this moment, she, like Zhang Chunru who received the bullet ten years ago, was not defeated by the despicable behavior of the scum and beasts, but decided to face their final desperate resistance with strength!

They are scared!
Afraid of the wide road!
Afraid of Zhang Chunru!

Afraid of this "Sky of History"!
The little girl walked closer and closer, but her slender fingers couldn't press the right keys.

From the makeup mirror behind the pig's head, everyone could clearly see her throat constantly swallowing and her throat muscles seemed to be in spasm.

Concubine Liu Yi suddenly rushed forward without warning and knocked over the horrible thing with a wave of her hand!

Then his whole body was shaking and he was about to fall backwards!
Jing Tian reacted faster, exclaiming and going forward to support her.

As far as the eye could see, what was pressed down by the pig's head on the table was the oil painting that Concubine Liu Yi treasured like a treasure!
Concubine Liu Yi hugged the farewell surprise he gave her a year ago with a sad expression.

The carefully painted phoenix eyes were scratched with a cross by a sharp object, and blood-stained fingertips brushed the edge of the frame...

The undried blood, which was seeping through the fibers of the canvas into the oil paint layer, completely defeated her.

She is not afraid of the harassment from right-wing scum and the recent surge of public opinion.

But she couldn't accept that this painting, which meant so much to her, was destroyed like this.

“Huh…huh…”

Liu Yifei was about to speak, but her larynx rolled violently, as if her vocal cords were stuck in rusty gears, crushing the syllables she tried to squeeze out in her throat!
The little girl turned around and looked at Liu Xiaoli in panic. The air from the word "Mom" just broke through her lips, but it just dissipated on the tip of her tongue.

The old mother then realized that something was wrong. She didn't care that her arm was hurt by her daughter's slender hand, and held up her tearful face.

"Sissi! What's wrong with you? Sissi!"

Concubine Liu Yi pointed at her vocal cords and shook her head in pain.

A rusty spasm rose from deep in her throat, as if someone had rammed broken bricks from the Nanjing city wall in 1937 into her vocal cavity.

He struggled to type a few words on his phone, which made Liu Xiaoli and Jing Tian shudder.

I can't speak.
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In the Beijing Olympic Building, the chief director's office, Zhang Heping and Zhang Yimou both pushed the door open hurriedly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"I have to go to America right away."

Zhang Heping looked at the young man in front of him and felt that his voice sounded like it had just been chiseled out of the permafrost.

The director of the opening ceremony who appeared in front of the two again reminded Zhang Yimou of Al Pacino in "The Godfather" -

With a calm rage that was chilling.

"Director Zhang, I checked and the nearest flight is not until 8pm. Is there any way to arrange an earlier flight?"

Lu Kuan kept flipping the cover of his cell phone.

Zhang Heping frowned. "I do know a few friends who can handle domestic routes, but for international routes like this..."

"How about I report this to Leader Liu?"

Boss Lu nodded: "Director Zhang, I'll do it myself."

Er Zhang stopped talking, and soon the voice of Leader Liu came from the receiver.

The young director gave a brief explanation, using Netflix as an excuse. The anxiety revealed between the lines made Leader Liu on the other side of the phone silent for a few seconds.

There's obviously something behind this.

"It's difficult, but there is a way."

"According to the national 'Civil Aviation Advance Flight Plan Management Measures,' officials of a certain level can invoke exemptions for major national missions and call upon reserved emergency flights."

Leader Liu hesitated for two seconds and said, "I'll contact the Civil Aviation Administration first. You go contact their secretary."

"That was the day I kept you here to help you coordinate with Director Chen from the Foreign Education Department and the Ministry of Commerce regarding the Netflix acquisition."

Boss Lu's heart trembled. Before he could reply, Leader Liu on the other side of the phone said in a deep voice, "A favor like this is worth every penny. Think carefully about it!"

Lu Kuan replied without hesitation: "Thank you, boss. I'll contact you right away!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Leader Liu sighed inwardly and hung up the phone.

The resource coordination ability of top power figures is unquestionable, not to mention that Zheng Jian is the chief director of the Olympics and the acquirer of Netflix in Emperor Xin.

At 13:20, a special approval document was issued, authorizing the industry to spend US$95 to requisition an emergency modified Boeing 747-400 from Air China on the grounds of major exemption clauses.

At 13:50, the Civil Aviation Administration of China's Navigation Affairs Department issued a temporary flight plan for flight CA2007X and notified the destination airport in advance through diplomatic channels;

At 14:28, the Air Force Operations Department lifted airspace control over the North China Theater;

At 15:00 sharp, Capital Airport Customs opened VIP Channel No. 01.

At 15:08, the 36R runway of Beijing Capital Airport suddenly became bustling with activity. The roar of four Pratt & Whitney engines slightly suppressed Lu Kuan's anxiety.

The moment the titanium alloy landing gear left the runway, eight tire tracks left dark brown scorch marks on the asphalt.

The modified aircraft tore through the low-altitude turbulence, and the wing vortexes shattered the flocks of swifts, just like a tempered Tang sword splitting the silky cloud curtain.

The young director unbuttoned his suit, leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. His Adam's apple rolled up and down with the excessive pressure, and a beautiful figure unconsciously emerged in his mind.

The plane broke through the stratosphere and was about to rush to a spiritual hurricane rescue.

(End of this chapter)