The 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve.

Han Lan’s second New Year’s Eve in this beautiful world.

In the two years since he came here, he has already attended the Spring Festival Gala twice. If this was in a novel, then he must be the protagonist of the book. With this halo, if he is not the protagonist, who is?

Liu Rong, that big dog?

"Han Lan, are you in a good mood today?"

During the dinner before the Spring Festival Gala, director Zhao Chengwen saw Han Lan sitting there with a lunch box and giggling, so he came over to sit down and chatted casually.

"That's for sure. Can you be in a bad mood during the Chinese New Year?" Han Lan said with a smile.

"Luckily for you, I have asked you to perform at the Spring Festival Gala for two consecutive years. Don't worry, it's just a matter of time. Generally, newcomers will not be allowed to perform at the Spring Festival Gala for three consecutive years. Next year, you can spend the New Year at home with peace of mind."

Zhao Chengwen smiled.

"Director Zhao, look at what you said. It's an honor for me to be able to attend the Spring Festival Gala. How can I find it hard and troublesome?" Han Lan also smiled politely.

Zhao Chengwen smiled and nodded and did not continue talking about this matter.

This Spring Festival Gala is said to be a reward for Han Lan to help the Chinese people earn face by competing in a foreign arena, but in fact they all know that they still have the intention of taking advantage of Han Lan's popularity.

In recent years, the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have hit new lows year by year. Until last year, when Han Lan appeared on the stage, her song "Blue and White Porcelain" became popular all over the country, achieving the first bottoming out of the Spring Festival Gala's ratings in ten years.

Moreover, the effect has lasted until this year. When the news of Han Lan's participation in this year's Spring Festival Gala was released, the popularity increased to an exaggerated degree. It can be expected that the ratings of this year's Spring Festival Gala will be higher than last year!

As for what to do next year without Han Lan?

Who cares, Zhao Chengwen will not be the director of the Spring Festival Gala next year anyway, let others have a headache.

"Director Zhao, do you have any plans for next year?" Han Lan suddenly came over and asked.

Zhao Chengwen glanced at him warily: "What are you doing?"

"Hey, there's nothing to do. Our company is going to make a costume film. If you are free then, can we cooperate?"

"Costume films? How much money is your company burning right now? You will be making art films and kung fu films in the next year, and now you want to start another costume film?"

"No, the costume film is still being planned. The actors have not yet been decided, and the script is not yet available. It will not start filming so early. I just want to test your attitude in advance. Who makes our company have fewer directors?"

"I don't mind taking on roles from other companies, but I definitely can't agree to it now. Let's wait until you have the script. If I don't have anything else to do at that time, and there's nothing wrong with your script, I'll

I'm sure I'll take it."

"Director Zhao, don't worry, our company will definitely make a high-quality movie, it won't be a bad movie!"

Zhao Chengwen glanced at him, his eyes clearly saying that your literary film is not a bad one?

Han Lan also saw what he meant, and said with a helpless smile: "Director Zhao, our artistic film is really not a bad film. We are serious about it. Director Pan even accepted it."

"Hey, Pan Yue picked up?" Zhao Chengwen was a little surprised.

If Pan Yue is willing to take on this movie, it shouldn't be a bad movie, at least judging from the script, it's passable.

Pan Yue is also a great director. He has his own perseverance and cannot accept every film.

However, Zhao Chengwen has no regrets. There are so many good movies every year, and it doesn’t mean bad movies. Moreover, it is a literary film, with millions of investment, so what is there to make?

Zhao Chengwen smiled and looked at the time: "Han Lan, eat quickly. The party will start soon, and the backstage will be very busy. I don't want to continue eating slowly here."

"Oh, okay." Han Lan responded, cleaning the remaining half of the lunch box in a few seconds, and then stuffed the snack box into the plastic bag next to it. There were two large plastic bags in total. God knows how many portions he had just eaten. box lunch.

"Director Zhao, I'm going to touch up my makeup first. You can eat slowly." Han Lan smiled and walked away with the empty lunch box, leaving Zhao Chengwen staring at the lunch box in his hand in a daze.

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In the auditorium of the Spring Festival Gala, the audience was basically seated. I took advantage of the time before the Spring Festival Gala started to chat with the people on the left and right.

The round table VIP seats in the front row were also very lively, with their own topics.

Han Yiping's table has two less people this year than last year. Originally, Fang Zunjie from Lehuang Entertainment did not get a ticket this year, and Chen Zhongqian was spending New Year's Eve with the inmates and had no time to come over and chat with them.

Liu Rong came over, and I don’t know how he got the VIP seat tickets. Obviously, Tang Yu is gone now, and there are no artists under him on the stage.

Is it because we brought back huge amounts of foreign exchange from Western Europe last time?

Lin Guiyi squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Rong. Although he had no reliable evidence at hand, he still received a lot of information from various channels of Shuangmu Financial, confirming that Liu Rong's assets had increased sharply after returning from Western Europe. Then he thought of various Lin Guiyi could roughly guess where Liu Rong's money came from due to the huge losses in the external market.

But even so, when the Western European foreign exchange bosses asked people to come to China to inquire about the situation, Shuangmu Financial also helped cover it up. Until now, they have not found out where the money went.

The Shuangmu Group helped Liu Rong cover up not because of some big reason like "everyone is Chinese", but purely because when Liu Rong's cash flow came in from various channels, he went through the channel of Shuangmu Financial, Shuangmu Financial I also made a profit from it, and I have this obligation to keep confidentiality for my customers.

But this does not mean that the grievances between Shuangmu Group and Liu Rong have been wiped out. Liu Rong was really cruel to Tang Yuyin. If Shuangmu Group was reluctant to cut off their flesh and blood and spent money to rescue Tang Yuyin, it would not have been possible. Well, the whole group will be dragged into the quagmire.

This matter is not over yet.

Lin Guiyi and Liu Rong looked at each other and both showed kind smiles.

"Mr. Liu should not be involved in the entertainment industry now, right? Are you still paying attention to the entertainment industry?" Lin Guiyi asked with a smile.

"Oh, I made some money last year and have a lot of money. Don't they say that the entertainment industry is a gold-selling den? Find an opportunity to come in and have some fun." Liu Rong also said with a smile.

"Then Mr. Liu must be careful, don't lose everything accidentally."

"Hahaha, thank you Mr. Lin for sharing your experience."

Lin Guiyi smiled and did not continue talking to him.

Liu Rong didn't bother to talk to him anymore. He said hello to Han Yiping and went to talk at another table.

He is not from this table, he just comes to join in the fun.

The seats in the front row of VIP seats are still somewhat exclusive. Basically, people from the same industry or those in the industry with whom we have cooperation sit at the same table. They have common topics to talk about. Liu Rong is no longer the boss of Tang Entertainment, and he is basically related to the entertainment industry. It didn't matter, so he was placed elsewhere.

After Liu Rong left, Han Yiping and Lin Guiyi looked at each other and began to talk about the international market.

The conversation and laughter were nothing more than this sentence: I am going to compete with foreigners. You little minions in China should be honest and don't cause trouble for me!

China Entertainment and Shengshi are both very hurt now, so naturally they don't want to provoke Tomahawk Entertainment and Shuangmu Entertainment anymore, and other small companies, let alone other small companies, don't have the courage.

Those who are a little bolder are also considering whether to follow their pace and go out to make some money. Maybe they can also make some money. Just like the current several works of Tomahawk Entertainment are quite profitable abroad, they are also greedy to see them.
Chapter completed!