Chapter 116 Brother Jiang left in silence "Sit down, sit down. Brother Jiang, these are my parents. They haven't watched many movies, but they saw your movie "Furong Town" and were quite impressed by you."Seeing that the other person was standing there in a daze, Chen An quickly stood up and helped him move a chair, and also brought him a pair of bowls and chopsticks. My mother also invited me warmly: "Yes, yes, I have seen your movie, it's really good, come and sit down, it's time for dinner, let's eat together first." I knew my son was making a movie, but I didn't expect that he also knew the other party. Chen An pulled the other person to sit down first and said, "Brother Jiang, my mother just cooked dinner. We can talk later if you have anything to say." "Well, I'm sorry to bother you." Jiang Wen didn't know what to say when he saw the two elders were present. My mother said happily, "It's okay, it's okay, eat more, and we can talk later if there's anything." This is a real big star. Smelling the aroma of the dishes on the table, Jiang Wen, who came in a hurry, also felt a little hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating without hesitation. "Mm, it smells really good. I was wondering how did Brother Chen learn to cook this dish? Turns out he learned it from an aunt." The food was a little spicy, but there was nothing much to say about it. Jiang Wen ate it with gusto.
My mother was also very happy to be praised, "Then eat more, there is still a lot of rice." She is still very confident in this craft that she has honed over decades. Unlike Chen An, Jiang Wen's arrival made him an object of interest, and his father also looked at this big star with great interest. With the presence of Jiang Wen and Chen An, two reincarnated starving ghosts, the food on the table was quickly eaten up. After Chen An helped put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, the two elders also cooperated and took Chen An and the other party to the study for a detailed discussion. In the study. After Chen An handed Jiang Wen a cigarette, he lit it, took a deep puff and asked, "What's the hurry? You came to see me just after I got back." "I feel a little sorry about the movie, brother. I want to explain it to you as soon as possible." Jiang Wen took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath and spoke slowly. "What's wrong?" "It's been six months and it still hasn't been approved. I guess it won't be approved." "What should I do?" When Jiang Wen heard Chen An's question, he didn't say anything and just smoked silently. Seeing the other party's silence, Chen An couldn't help but speak up: "You didn't change it, and neither did my movie." "My movie is different. Once I submitted it, there was no response. Not even a splash." "What does Han Dong say?" "the same." Jiang Wen is numb now. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation. After so long, there is not even a splash. Such a huge investment was all wasted in an instant.
"Then take your time. I don't mind the extra time. The movie is a good one, but don't do anything stupid." Chen An also understood the other party's mentality. This was probably why he went straight to Cannes at all costs in his previous life. The production of the film cost so much, and if it gets stuck at this step, it will definitely be difficult for the investors to deal with it. Although I had anticipated that the other party would not listen to my reminder and would still cut his hair according to my ideas, I did not expect that he would come to me to explain it clearly at the first time. Chen An didn't care. He had plenty of time to wait. It would be better to delay it for a few years and send him to Venice directly in 02. Isn’t Gong Li’s role as president better than Cannes? After all, you are a direct descendant of Venice. "I'm here to make it clear to you. As your brother, I can't cheat you. It was me who came to you to ask for investment." Chen An didn't care much, but Jiang Wen felt a little guilty. There's nothing much to say about the movie losing money, but it can't be released if it can't pass the censorship. Jiang Wen doesn't know what to say. "I'm not in a hurry. Take your time. It doesn't matter whether you can go to Cannes or Venice." Chen An said, exhaling a puff of smoke. Although I think he will probably still get drunk, it's always good to persuade him. Jiang Wen just smoked silently without saying anything. The fiery red tobacco burned slowly, the smoke rose slowly, but he remained motionless. "Brother Jiang, take it slow. I don't mind this little money. This is how movies are. Art doesn't represent everything." As the two chatted, it was Chen An who comforted the other. When the other party came to him, Chen An roughly knew the result. His movie is a display of himself. "I will find a way." This is what he said after thinking for a long time. He put on the clothes hanging on the hanger again and left in the night. The man who originally had a lot to say left in silence. Because I have spent the last few Chinese New Years in Beijing, and I haven’t been back to my hometown for the New Year for a long time. Chen An has been staying at home with the two of them these days. They talked about some things in their hometown, and Chen An listened quietly. I haven’t seen my relatives at home for a long time, and only two of them would visit during the Chinese New Year in recent years. Before we know it, the Chinese New Year is almost here. On New Year’s Eve, my mother brought out the dumplings and other dishes that she had prepared in advance. Now that life is better, there are many dishes on the table, but most of them are Chen An’s favorites. There is no tradition of eating dumplings in his hometown, and this is all just because Chen An loves to eat them. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, even though I didn’t have much money, I would still make a big plate of dumplings for Chen An. Now that my family is well-off, we still make a big plate of it, and the last time I left, I left a whole refrigerator behind. It’s been six years since I came to Beijing. The flowing water, the falling flowers, the passing of spring, the passing of time, the passing of heaven and earth.
Chen An picked up a dumpling, put it into his mouth and ate it slowly. It seemed to taste the same as before. On the night before we left, my mother made dumplings specially for us, and they tasted the same as they do now. "What's wrong? It's not wrapped properly? Did water get into it?" Seeing Chen An staring at the dumpling he had taken a bite of on the chopsticks in a daze, he asked with concern. Chen An shook his head, "No, a little bit." "Then eat slowly, there is still a lot to come." "Ah." Don't forget to see the mulberry trees in the evening, and the sky will still be filled with clouds. After New Year’s Eve, Zhao Xiong came to pick me up early the next morning. The capital is relatively dry, and there is no morning dew like in his hometown. Chen An rubbed his hands and opened the car door in the dim light of dawn. The streets were silent at this time, and the only sound in the entire space was the sound of cars starting continuously. Now the car is going to pick up the heroine Zhou Xun. As for Uncle Ge, he has his own way, he wants to take the train. I was born with a dislike for flying, so I took the train to Cannes to win the Best Actor award. He is also a one-in-a-million genius. When the car arrived at Zhou Xun's residence, she was already waiting in front of the house. "Happy New Year, Director and Brother Zhao." Zhou Xun said with a smile as he just got in the car. "Happy New Year Miss Zhou." "Happy New Year, Mr. Zhou, no red envelopes." On the morning of the New Year, everyone congratulated each other, and Chen An responded with a smile. But he still took out two red envelopes from his pocket and gave them to the two of them, "Brother Zhao, you have worked hard. If you win the Best Actress award, give me another one." It’s not much, just one thousand yuan each, as a token of appreciation for the Spring Festival. Zhou Xun took the red envelope with a faint smile on her face, "Then I would like to thank the director. For winning the Best Actress award, let alone the red envelope, I can even give you the trophy." She is open-minded. Judging from the performance of the script, if she can win the Best Actress award, she can consider whether she is dreaming. When we arrived at the airport this time, there were more people surrounding us. Although there are only two leading actors to accompany us, we are going to a film festival after all and we have to walk the red carpet. Zhou Xun’s company also arranged a team for her, and Chen An also needed translation and other things. There are more than a dozen people in total. Thank you for subscribing
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