Outland Private Club.

Founded by the proprietress of Wanda, it is located in the core area of ​​Chang'an Street business district, next to the landmark building of Forty-Nine City, Guomao Building.

Gao Yuanyuan wore an off-white down jacket, which was so long that it almost reached her ankles. From top to bottom, it tightly wrapped her bumpy figure, but it could not hide her beautiful face.

She stood at the door and saw Lu Fei getting out of the car and walking over quickly, saying distressedly:

"Why are you waiting here?"

"Wait for you."

Gao Yuanyuan's cheeks turned red and she smiled and held his arm.

The two of them snuggled up to Box 505, pushed open the door, and saw Han Sanping and Feng Pants in their sights, which was all expected.

On the other hand, the sudden appearance of Brother Chen Kai and Zhang Weiping surprised Lu Fei, and his own arrival was also beyond their expectations, and he greeted each one cautiously.

"Master Lu, Mr. Gao."

Feng stood up with his pants slipping.

Lu Fei nodded lightly, and Gao Yuanyuan smiled and said: "Director Feng, congratulations, "A World Without Thieves" has won a box office of 152 million."

"No way can it compare to "Kung Fu" starring Mr. Gao and Xingye."

Feng Tongtong nodded and bowed, showing no demeanor of a great director.

After all, in the eyes of the audience, he is a famous director, but in the eyes of Mr. Lu and others, he is just a beggar on his knees.

"Director Feng, it's not a shame to lose to Mr. Xing. You see, Yimou also lost. "House of Flying Daggers" has been at the top of the annual box office for half a year, but it ended up falling to second place."

Zhang Weiping openly and secretly disparaged Feng and stepped on Feng's pants.

"Hey, why don't we see Director Yimou at this dinner party? He is the only one missing from the three major directors in the Mainland."

Lu Fei ignored their intrigues, took off his coat, and sat with Gao Yuanyuan at the northwest corner of the round table, with no one on either side.

Han Sanping glanced at Zhang Weiping and said with a smile: "Haha, isn't it that the Yanjing Olympic Organizing Committee will hold a general director selection this year? All Yimou's thoughts are on this right now."

"It's quite good that he will be the chief director."

Lu Fei smacked his lips. When he thought of the Neon Olympics, it wasn't the opening ceremony. It was like opening a tomb, and the people in the upper world were living in the underworld.

With such a foil, 2008 is simply a god among gods!

Maybe director Zhang Yimou can't tell a good story, but that's a common problem among fifth-generation directors. But in terms of scene planning and picture color, almost no one in China can be as good as Zhang Yimou, the photographer.

"Haha, I cannot agree with this, Mr. Lu."

Brother Chen Kai, who had been silent just now, suddenly opened his mouth, and the tone of his words was "a scholar is indifferent":

"The closing ceremony in Athens in 2004 included lanterns and waist drums. The 8-minute performance was so vulgar and vulgar. Many people felt that he could not be the chief director of the 2008 opening ceremony."

"you!"

Zhang Weiping glared angrily, and was about to vent his anger on his best friend Zhang Yimou, when Lu Fei jumped in first: "Including you, Director Chen?"

"All I can say is, at least I would never mess around like this."

Brother Chen Kai raised his chin up, his expression clear of pride.

Lu Fei looked like he was not too troublesome, and shouted: "If it were Director Chen, what would we do at the opening ceremony?"

"Of course I want to show all the beauty of Eastern artistic conception."

Brother Chen Kai raised his wine glass and took a sip. He was filled with emotion. He immediately composed a poem and recited Du Fu's "Wen Guanjun Takes Henan and Hebei" in its entirety:

"Suddenly there was a message outside the sword that Jibei was being collected. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears.

But seeing where my wife is worried, she is filled with poems and books filled with joy and joy..."

"puff!"

Lu Fei couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing, Mr. Lu? Isn't this a bad theme?"

Due to his terrifying strength and background, Brother Chen Kai suppressed his anger at being interrupted.

"No, no, I just thought of something funny."

Lu Fei cleared his throat: "I didn't expect Director Chen to be a poet after filming so many movies, but you don't want to read it that way at the selection meeting, do you?"

"Why not?"

Brother Chen Kai had a gloomy face and continued to suppress his anger.

"Ahem, waiter! Waiter, serve the food!"

Han Sanping saw something was wrong in the atmosphere and hurriedly interrupted, "Mr. Lu, the palace-style dishes here are very authentic, especially the braised shark's fin and three delicacies with deer antlers. Let's try them later."

Lu Fei lost face and stopped talking to Brother Chen Kai.

Fortunately, he was not allowed to come to the opening ceremony. The most disappointing performance in "My Motherland and Me" was his "Day Meteor". At this level, he was still so confident that it might be on the same level as Neon.

After a while, sumptuous dishes were served one after another.

The five of them chatted while eating, with Han Sanping taking the lead and Feng Pants threading the needle. The tense and solemn atmosphere gradually relaxed, at least on the surface, harmony was restored.

"The people who come this time are all the most capable company owners and directors in our mainland film industry."

Han Sanping saw that the situation was about to heat up and said: "Brother Kai, there is no need to introduce the pants. Mr. Lu and Mr. Gao's Han and Tang, last year's "Saw" alone earned 120 million U.S. dollars worldwide.

After "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and "Hero", this is the third movie invested by China with a global revenue of over 100 million..."

Feng Pengtong, Zhang Weiping, and Chen Kaige all said nothing and turned their attention to Lu Fei.

He was shaking the red wine glass and said with a smile: "Director Han, "Chainsaw" actually strictly relies on the Hollywood film industry and commercial operations. The Han and Tang Dynasties just found the right people and invested the right money."

"Mr. Lu summed it up right down to the basics, the operating model of Hollywood business groups!"

Han Sanping patted the table: "It's exactly what the Chinese film industry lacks most right now." Then he scanned the table and said in a serious tone:

"2005, that is, this year, is the 100th anniversary of Chinese films. To be honest, leaders from the General Administration of Optoelectronics to the Film Bureau attach great importance to the revival of Chinese films. It is not about winning many international awards, but higher box office and a bigger market.

, more theaters.”

"Director Han, are you giving us a hard time? I just made movies, so how can I understand these things?"

Feng Tongtong complained: "But let me tell you, it's not easy for those of us in the movie business. I said in "Kung Fu" that there was no one in the movie theater on Sunday."

"Ah, no, the audience's enthusiasm is very high."

Zhang Weiping said: "The key is the theater chain. There are too few theater chains. The number of screens is less than 3,000 yuan, which itself lowers the upper limit of the box office. I dare say there are 30,000 yuan. "Ambush on All Sides" and "A World Without Thieves"

At least 1 billion!"

Lu Fei took a sip of wine and agreed in his heart.

Currently, there are 35 theater chains in China, but there are undercurrents and overt and covert struggles among the major theater chains. The three largest ones are Lianhe Film Group of Shanghai Film Group Corporation, New United Film Group Corporation of Beijing Film Group Corporation, and Xingmei Film Group Corporation of China Film Group Corporation.

There are three pillars of state-owned enterprises. There is a popular saying in the circle:

Sit in rows and eat fruits.

The reason why there are obviously more bad movies in the future than at the beginning of the millennium, but the box office is rising steadily, is simply because of the expansion of private theaters such as Wanda, Dadi, and Jinyi.

"Mr. Lu, what do you think?"

What Han Sanping wanted to hear most was his opinion.

"The size of the film market and distribution channels are only one of them. The core problem is that the output of films is too small, and there are even fewer commercial films."

Lu Fei said: "Even if there are so many screens and theaters, if there are no movies to show, how can we continue to operate and expand theaters?"

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes flashed, and she saw Feng Tongtong clapping her hands in joy, and the loud applause was loud:

"Mr. Lu is right!"

"Mr. Lu is indeed Mr. Lu, and he agrees with the opinions of the leaders. Yes, the revival of Chinese-language films ultimately depends on output. With an annual production of 60 films, Bangzi Films can generate a box office of 12 billion."

Han Sanping's picture is very clear and conveys the meaning above.

The four companies present have tried their best to produce a blockbuster film in the past two years. In terms of investment and review, if China Film can help, it will definitely help.

"Director Han, what kind of blockbuster movie is it?"

Gao Yuanyuan was excited and interjected: "There are many types of commercial films, including action films, costume films, comedy films, science fiction films..."

"The oriental costume blockbusters that can highlight Chinese culture, "Hero", "House of Flying Daggers" and "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" have proven that this road can work, so let's keep going."

Han Sanping asked: "Do you have any questions?"

"No." Feng Pants said.

"I don't have one here, but I have to ask Yimou." Zhang Weiping straightened his body.

"What a coincidence, Master Han!"

Brother Chen Kai spoke eloquently and had high hopes: "I recently wrote a script, which is to make China's first original oriental costume magic epic blockbuster called "The Promise"."

"puff!"

Lu Fei almost spit out the wine he drank.

"Mr. Lu, why are you laughing again?"

Brother Chen Kai's face is so gloomy that he can drip with tears. I've tolerated you for a long time. Can you do whatever you want if you have money?

"Ah, I thought of some happy things."

Lu Fei glanced at Gao Yuanyuan and suppressed "My wife is pregnant" back in his throat.
To be continued...