Su Changqing, Du Keke and Ding Jialuo arrived at the Beijing Hotel on time at eight o'clock in the evening.

Foreigners who came to China in the early days had a stereotyped concept. Even more than ten years later, they were still traveling in various places. Business guides repeatedly reminded them: East Asians love face, East Asians like to build relationships, and people here care about red tape.

This is quite ridiculous. Are they shameless and don't like to socialize?

In fact, the subtext of this reminder is: these people are different from us.

East Asians also have similar travel business guides, but the reminder is: be punctual, Westerners are meticulous; be frank and honest, Westerners don't like to lie and spin in circles.

This is also quite ridiculous. People on both sides don’t seem to realize that humans are actually the same animal. They just have different habitats and coat colors. They are similar to other types of mammals on earth. This is caused by the uneven distribution of food resources.

There are differences in behavioral patterns.

The fifteen-minute meeting was too long for a courtesy visit and too short for a business negotiation, but the other party still agreed. This should be understood as an attempt to adapt to the so-called cultural differences.

David Landau is about forty years old, tall and strong with a beard, like a middle-aged version of Ximen Xiong with albinism.

Although the handshake was very polite, Su Changqing was more sure from the look in his eyes that this meeting was unnecessary. At this stage, any idea of ​​easily getting through Hollywood through cooperation is foolish.

Ding Jialuo spoke fluent English and introduced Su Changqing and Du Keke. In the end, David Landau just nodded and said: "well, well."

Su Changqing's English is not very good. He can listen to some but can't speak. He understands the words very perfunctorily.

It was not much different from what was expected, so today was a waste of time.

This group of Hollywood producers came all the way to discuss the market with China Film Group, and they have no intention of cooperating with any Eastern director. The awards Su Changqing won may be worth taking a look at, but the commercial value of the film is not worth mentioning.

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This is just like how some domestic film festivals later gave awards to Asian, African and Latin American films, but even to the death would not introduce their films.

According to the 1994 exchange rate, "My Sassy Girl" had an investment of US$1.8 million, and the current box office is almost 5 million. It is not even considered a low-cost production in Hollywood.

For example, David Landau's "True Lies" was only released in North America last month, with an investment of US$120 million. This is a huge gap of nearly a hundred times.

In fact, in 1994, Asia did not invest as much money in film shooting as this movie. In Hollywood, "True Lies" was just a commercial film. Its investment and reputation were compared to "Forrest Gump" and "Xiao Jiake" in the same year.

"The Redemption" and the American-French co-production "This Killer Is Not So Cold" are more than eight blocks apart.

1994 was a magical year with so many blockbuster films, but "My Sassy Girl" was just happily stirring up some mist in the pond at home.

"Farewell My Concubine" was the domestic box office champion in 1993 and was the first to open the Asian market. In 1994, the film entered Western theaters. In the end, the global box office was only 15 million US dollars, which is also a fraction.

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Director Chen was very high-spirited, and later relied on this achievement and more than thirty awards to force his way into Hollywood. However, he hit a wall and could only make Category III films.

Su Changqing probably won't even have the chance to make a third-level film.

He really wanted to take pictures, and he could take them anywhere.

David Landau spent most of the next time chatting with Du Keke.

Du Keke has the best English among her classmates. She can have daily conversations. Su Changqing can probably understand everything she speaks. She basically doesn't talk about movies.

David Landau praised Du Keke's beauty and asked her if she had ever been to the United States and whether she liked the United States. The only topic about movies was asking her what Hollywood movies she had watched.

This kind of conversation is kindergarten level in terms of content and attitude.

Su Changqing sat aside with a smile, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Ding Jialuo refused to waste the opportunity. He brought up the topic of movies several times, but was easily taken over by David Landau, and then continued chatting with Du Keke.

Su Changqing noticed that his pupils were green. Aren't they the same as those of a wolf?

Westerners have a very strange aesthetic view of East Asians. They prefer girls with obvious Mongolian characteristics. It is best to have thin and long single eyelids. In their opinion, this is pure oriental beauty.

In this regard, Du Keke has an advantage over Dingaluo.

Su Changqing felt offended. I came here to discuss movies and cooperation, not to send girls.

Maybe it's a little petty to think this way. No one said that you have to talk about cooperation when you meet, but didn't their guide to the East remind you not to strike up casual conversations with East Asian girls?

Within a few minutes of sitting down, Su Changqing lost his patience and said to Ding Jialuo: "This idiot doesn't regard us as colleagues at all. If you don't want to cooperate, don't come up to us. He has no professionalism at all. Let's go."

Ding Jialuo glanced at Su Changqing: "Isn't that what we're looking for for cooperation? You've always been so arrogant and indifferent to me."

It seems that Dinjialuo's resentment has a long history.

"That's different. It's between the people. This is diplomacy. Besides, when have I ever wronged you?"

Ding Jialuo curled his lips: "Don't do this, now you know it's hard to ask for help."

"Let's go back and work hard on our own. Du Keke will run away if we continue talking."

While Du Keke was stammering in English, he said to Su Changqing with a smile: "Shut up!"

Su Changqing sat there bored, looking at David Landau's white lard face and thinking of a damaging move.

"One day when I feel unhappy, I will start writing novels. I will write stories such as "Titanic" and "Avatar" and publish them in unknown newspapers and magazines in Europe and the United States. When you are halfway through the movie, I will force you to buy the rights.

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This is of course nonsense. It's okay if this happens once, but it's weird if it happens two or three times. The cultural industry accounts for nearly a quarter of the U.S. gross national product. Messing up the situation is like causing trouble on Wall Street. It must be destroyed.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the staff brought by David Landau came over to remind the three of them that it was time to leave, as there would be other guests later.

At this time, David Landau very gentlemanly invited Du Keke to have lunch tomorrow.

Ding Jialuo was also a little unhappy, but he still smiled and asked: "Is this a working lunch? We can arrange a restaurant with the most Beijing characteristics."

David Landau refused and said he would meet with Du Keke alone.

Su Changqing turned around and walked away: "What a bastard to let this grandson get away from!"

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