Another day passed.

In the hotel, Fang Yurong stepped on her high heels impatiently and walked down the corridor. She felt that things were out of her control and she was running in an unpredictable direction.

She still didn't know, or didn't want to believe, what Chen Qi was doing secretly, not to mention she couldn't find him.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Please come in!"

Fang Yurong knocked on Fu Jingong's door and saw that he was beating his waist. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you tired these days?"

"Who says it's not the case? Who would have thought that there would be so many activities in a film festival, and I couldn't understand what foreigners were saying, so I could only sit there stupidly for half the day."

Fu Jingong straightened up and complained a little.

Fang Yurong suddenly envied him. This kind of old director knew nothing and had no idea what was going on, but he was actually very happy.

"Director Fu, let me tell you and I will go back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Aren't we going to attend the closing ceremony?"

"European film festivals have an unwritten rule. If the participating party does not receive the invitation letter for the closing ceremony, it means that it has not won the award and can prepare to return... Sorry, "The Return of the Swallow" probably did not win the award."

"Oh, that's it!"

Fu Jingong was a little disappointed when he heard that, and sighed: "I came here with the same mentality as when Liu Changchun participated in the Olympics. Alas, forget it, I am here to win glory for the country!"

"Yes, yes, we will succeed when we come."

Just as he was talking, Hader also came, shook hands with Fu Jingong, and apologized: "It's a pity that you left empty-handed. Chinese films should be more open to the world. I sincerely hope that you can win the Golden Bear in Berlin."

Then, he hugged Fang Yurong again and said, "I won't be able to see you off tomorrow. Your performance is great. Thank you for everything you have done."

"Mr. Chairman, this year's film selection is too hasty. I will definitely bring better works next year."

The two of them talked in German and were not afraid of hurting Fu Jingong's feelings. Unexpectedly, when Hader heard this, he smiled and shook his head: "No, no, the film you chose is already very good. Although "The Return of the Swallow" is mediocre, "Tai Chi" is the best."

Popular exhibition films.

I heard that it is also very popular in the trading market and has negotiated many contracts."

"Oh, those are...what?"

Fang Yurong raised his head in horror and almost shouted: "Mr. Chairman, what did you say? "Tai Chi" is negotiating a contract?"

"Don't you know? Film producers from dozens of countries are grabbing its overseas rights."

"I, I... excuse me!"

Fang Yurong, who was always elegant and well-connected with Western culture, lost his composure for the first time. The heels of his high-heeled shoes were almost crushed under his feet, and he rushed out of the door and went straight to Li Wenhua's room.

Li Wenhua and Li Lianlian were playing chess when a hysterical woman suddenly broke in.

"Do you know what you are doing!"

"How dare you talk about overseas copyright in private? Do you have this qualification? China Film is the only organization responsible for overseas distribution! The only organization!!!"

Her emotions that had been suppressed for several days exploded, and she actually started to search around the house, lift the curtains, rummage through the wardrobe, and shouted: "Where is Chen Qi! Let him come out, I know it must be his idea!"

"Xiao Fang..."

"Director Li, I don't want to talk to you now. Where is Chen Qi? Chen Qi!"

Gong Xue heard the noise and came out to take a look. She also wanted to persuade: "Sister Fang, you..."

As a result, Fang Yurong turned his head and suddenly glared at her. The words "dog man and woman" came out of his throat and he almost spat out. Perhaps he felt that he was losing his status and cursed: "Helter-skelter!"

She glared at Li Wenhua and Li Lianlian again, and said again: "They are working together!!"

"Hey, who are you scolding?"

Li Lianjie stared back.

"You! If you don't learn well at a young age and hang out with people like that, are you worthy of the country's training?"

"What are you yelling about?"

??????????.??????

At this moment, a voice intervened, and Fang Yurong turned around suddenly, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and rushed forward with several strides. Chen Qi quickly backed away, and complained: "Sister Fang ate too much German food, what the fuck?"

What is this?"

"You, you...you can do it, you can do it!"

Fang Yurong was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only shout: "I said you have been sneaky these days! What right do you have to negotiate the contract in private? Who can you represent? Are you from China Film or Beijing Film Studio? You even

None of those from Beijing Film Studio!"

"What nonsense? When did I negotiate the contract?"

Chen Qi pulled her hand away and walked inside, saying, "I'm with Uncle Fu. I'm learning from him how to negotiate the business of "Deadly Curve". I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't be pretentious with me!"

"Sister Fang, I really don't know what you are talking about."

"If you dare not admit it, show me the contract!"

"What didn't I admit?"

Of course he would not admit it to his face, he is a master whose face is thicker than his heels.

"..."

Fang Yurong got angry, but suddenly realized that it was useless. He looked here again, and saw that they were all people from the Beijing Film Studio. He couldn't help but calm down, took a few deep breaths, and said: "Chen Qi, don't think that it will be okay if you don't admit it.

This matter is of serious nature!

You are unorganized and undisciplined, ignoring foreign affairs regulations, ignoring the regulations of the Film Bureau, and secretly contacting overseas film producers... I won't argue with you now. You can wait to be punished when you return to the country!"

Fang Yurong turned around and walked away.

"..."

The whole corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Li Wenhua sighed secretly. He had expected such an outcome. Li Lianjie was still a little confused and couldn't understand the seriousness.

Only Gong Xue was close to him. He didn't care about any gossip and pulled him into the house: "Follow me!"

The two of them entered the room, and she closed the door, anxious and worried: "Sister Fang is so furious, she will definitely not be able to recover. Do you have any way to deal with it?"

"No!"

"How long have you been and you're still kidding!"

"It's really not true. I violated the rules. There's nothing I can do if she comes back to China to report me."

"you!"

Gong Xue was anxious and angry, and stamped her feet: "You have no choice, why are you so bold? If you are kicked out of the Beijing Film Studio... Oh, you are not even from the Beijing Film Studio!"

"Yeah, I'm just a big bowl of tea seller, I just earn some foreign exchange for the country!" Chen Qi said happily.

"You're still laughing!"

Gong Xue was angry at his virtue and hated her own incompetence. She looked at him for a long time and suddenly her eyes turned red: "I don't understand anything. Anyway, anyway... no matter what happens to you, I will be with you."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's not that bad!"

Chen Qi didn't play around when he saw this, he rubbed her hair and comforted her softly.

…………

The group left Berlin, and the event magazine sent them off with a piece of news: "The debut of Chinese films is complicated, and perhaps it illustrates the duality of what this country is experiencing, with one side being conservative and serious, and the other yearning for openness.

In any case, I hope to see more and more Chinese films appearing in Berlin and even on the world stage."

Fang Yurong never talked to Chen Qi again.

As usual, they arrived in Hong Kong first, and it was already late February. The box office of "Tai Chi" finally separated from "Modern Bodyguard" and reached 15 million!

It surpassed last year's champion "Junior Brother" and broke the record since the launch of Hong Kong films. The Hong Kong media was once again in a commotion.

Fu Qi stayed in Hong Kong to deal with some matters and would go to the mainland in a few days. Chen Qi and others took a flight back to Shanghai, and then back to the capital from Shanghai. Their trip lasted 22 days.

Neither long nor short, but it is the beginning.

(No more...)
Chapter completed!