Of course Xiao Qian would not confront Feng Wanqian head-on.
He is the one who has the advantage now, and Feng Wanqian is the one who is eager to get out of the predicament.
If he confronted Feng Wanqian face to face, wouldn't it be like a rope ladder for Feng Wanqian to climb out of the quagmire?
He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Regarding the fight with Feng Wanqian, Xiao Qian has always clearly grasped the advantages and disadvantages of both parties.
Feng Wanqian's advantage lies in his age, wide network, long working experience, the right to speak, and the recognition of his authority by the outside world.
Xiao Qian's advantages are that he is young, has a bright future, has the most advanced technology, and is backed by China's largest market.
He would not cross the line rashly and engage in a dispute with Feng Wanqian, which would make him passive.
Xiao Qian couldn't put on the harness and her hands were slippery, which made Feng Wanqian furious.
"A man, do you dare to be a man or not?"
Xiao Qian just shook his head.
"I really don't know what you are talking about? It's rare to see seniors, so I will ask juniors to treat you to a casual meal and ask you about your experience in shooting Kung Fu movies?"
Eat your mother. Did I come to you just to eat?
Feng Wanqian finally saw clearly that Xiao Qian would not admit it even if he killed him. He was the one behind all this.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find any evidence, and there was nothing he could do against Xiao Qian.
Today he went to the police station. Although he managed to survive with his face, the police also put tremendous pressure on him. At least in the short term, Chu Jianghe would not want to return to Xiangjiang.
He thought that to untie the bell, he had to tie the bell. As long as he found Xiao Qian and transferred the conflict to himself, Chu Jianghe's matter would be nothing.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Qian was so proficient in Tai Chi that he didn't give him any chance.
He has worked hard for decades to reach his current position, and he has stepped on the bones of countless people under his feet.
It can be said that every step of the way in the entertainment industry is built on countless blood and tears.
In recent years, because of his superior status and climbing to the top, he has become more relaxed and comfortable.
Just like an old and sick tiger, if there is no external force, it will only grow old naturally and slowly.
But now a ferocious tiger cub has invaded his territory, which immediately makes him stand up and risk death to defend his own interests.
"Xiao, you know and I know that there is no possibility of reconciliation between us. The tricks you played, unless I die, will never harm Chinese Kung Fu. Outsiders are ignorant and are deceived by you. I
The old man has no room for dirt in his eyes. If you have the guts, do you dare to compete with me?"
The saliva flew into Xiao Qian's face, and Feng Wanqian's aggressiveness made everyone in Xingguang furious.
A few young and energetic people were about to rush forward, but when they saw Xiao Qian's gesture behind her back, they had no choice but to hold back.
Xiao Qian's smile has always been light and breezy. As he gets older, his expression is basically the same except in front of Li Qingjue.
In the words of his subordinates, it is called unpredictable and profound; in Li Zhen's criticism, it is called pretentious; in Liu Zhihao's lament, it is vaguely pretentious; in Ami Lan's nagging, it is called unworthy of beating.
In short, everyone has their own opinions, but they all give Xiao Qian a layer of mystery, allowing him to deal with many situations calmly without making any mistakes.
"You are a senior that everyone respects. Your contribution to the film industry is like the bright moon and stars. How can we, the ignorant juniors, compare with it? What ideas you have are all for us juniors. What, Mr. Liu, you
Are you going to film again? Oh, it’s such a good relationship, I will definitely support you when the time comes."
Feng Wanqian's old blood will spurt out with a mouthful.
He really wanted to rush up and lift Xiao Qian's face to see if there was a hundred-year-old demon hiding underneath.
What the hell are you talking about is the reincarnation of Sima Yi? This self-indulgent skill is unrivaled in the world.
Seeing the reporters around him clicking the shutter excitedly, and seeing how dwarfed by the situation between himself and Xiao Qian, Feng Wanqian knew that his attack on Bo Lang was a failure.
"To be so scheming at such a young age may lead to premature wisdom and premature death."
Damn it, are you cursing me to die early?
No, you have to imitate Sima Yi, this is where you will go.
"The juniors are stupid, but they have made it this far and have benefited a lot from their seniors. I believe that with powerful guidance like seniors, the juniors can avoid making many mistakes."
Look, there are benefits to reading more. Even if I scold you, you won’t even hear it.
Feng Wanqian was old after all. He stood there and had a verbal exchange with Xiao Qian for a long time. His strength was exhausted and his mind was dizzy.
In order to avoid embarrassment, he had no choice but to resort to his last resort.
"Boy, don't imitate me. Even with your virtue, you can't imitate me. My friends are all here today. Fortunately, I invite you all to be witnesses. I, Feng Wanqian, will prepare something I have carefully planned after I go back this time.
A new kung fu drama. Boy, which one is better, your drama or mine, let’s not argue with each other. If you have the guts, you can also make one, and we will see the real results at the box office.”
After saying that, Feng Wanqian turned around and left without giving Xiao Qian a chance to respond.
It seems that the old guy has figured it out. If he asks Xiao Qian to say anything, he will be entangled again.
He left, but left endless waves behind.
All reporters present, including ordinary passers-by, were all shocked.
Darling, Feng Wanqian has declared war on Xiao Qian!
This fact is too exciting.
Immediately, a quick-reacting reporter pounced on Xiao Qian.
"Mr. Xiao, what do you think about Mr. Feng Liu's declaration of war on you?"
"Will you accept the challenge?"
"Are you confident that you can defeat Mr. Feng Liu?"
Xiao Qian's head was covered with black lines, and she kept retreating, hiding under the protection of her subordinates, without saying a word. The anger in her heart could burn a hole in the sky.
Damn old guy, he played so well, he just defeated him.
Today in public, Feng Wanqian made such a move. No matter what he said, there was nothing he could do to change the outside world's opinion.
Feng Wanqian threw a basin of water, and he had to catch it even if he didn't.
Otherwise, the outside world will only think that he is afraid.
In that case, no matter how good a movie he makes in the future, he can only succumb to Feng Wanqian.
It can be said that this is the optimal solution that Feng Wanqian came up with after considering the situation.
Feng Wanqian has obviously watched "The Grandmaster of Tai Chi" and has some understanding of Xiao Qian's new martial arts concepts.
No matter how tough he looks on the surface, I'm afraid he's a little worried in his heart.
Seeing that Xiao Qian is becoming more and more powerful day by day, if Xiao Qian uses his influence to completely control the right to speak in the circle, then an old guy like him will really be helpless.
The defeat is already established. If we let it go, the final result will definitely be a complete defeat.
Instead of doing this, it is better to cut off the water with a knife and turn all the entanglements into a battle.
If you win, you will still have your energy, but if you lose...
Feng Wanqian knew very well that when he took the initiative to challenge, he was risking his reputation for decades.
If he loses this time, there will really be no place for him in the kung fu movie industry from now on.
If it were someone with a smooth personality, he would never respond with such unreserved and fierce response.
But who calls him Feng Wanqian? He would rather die standing than live on his knees.
Xiao Qian walked into the elevator with her head down, ignoring the commotion of reporters around her, having already guessed Feng Wanqian's thoughts.
Deep down, I couldn't help but admire this old man who was more sexually attractive than Jiang Gui.
Although he is an opponent, his character and spirit are worthy of admiration.
It's a pity that this is the case, and it is impossible for Xiao Qian to admit defeat.
There is no other way. For the development of the industry and the future of Chinese films, I have to sacrifice one person.
That night, a new storm broke out in the media in Xiangjiang.
Feng Wanqian's declaration appeared on the front pages of newspapers and magazines, and also appeared on important TV news periods. Everyone started to add fuel to the flames, fearing that the excitement was not big enough.
It didn't matter. The next day, the mainland media noticed this trend and it was detonated.
Major media outlets began to report on the grievances between Xiao Qian and Feng Wanqian, and also highlighted Feng Wanqian's declaration of war.
Countless people are waiting to see whether this battle between a dragon and a tiger will result in the old man getting stronger, or the young tiger roaring for the first time.
In a remote dormitory in the New Territories, Wang Wen came back from buying breakfast and picked up a newspaper.
Breakfast is not rich, just two fried buns.
She didn't even buy a bowl of porridge and was reluctant to spend the money.
Now her identity has become a former singer.
The record company terminated her contract.
People in Xiangjiang didn't like her Mandarin singing. Although she worked hard to learn Cantonese, they still didn't like her when they learned that she was a mainland girl.
Without a job, the money in Wang Wen's pocket is shrinking rapidly, which makes her worried.
But she still hadn't figured out where to go.
The dream is still there, but I can’t bear to be prosperous.
If she were asked to go back to the courtyard house in the capital to empty the toilet, she would no longer be able to stand the smell.
But if she stayed in Xiangjiang, her chances were slimmer than buying a lottery ticket. If she continued, she would probably starve to death.
The more I think about it, the more annoying it becomes, but fortunately I can escape reality.
The fried buns sold downstairs are full of ingredients, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a burnt aroma. It’s best to soothe your empty stomach first.
After taking a bite of fried buns, Wang Wen opened the newspaper and went directly to the entertainment section to see if she could find any new jobs.
However, the huge black title attracted all her attention.
She read it over and over again, even forgetting to eat the fried buns.
Think about the memories from that time and think about your current situation.
Has that awe-inspiring young man grown to the point where Feng Wanqian needs to declare war?
Wang Wen recalled the phone call from her friend Qu Qi a few days ago, inviting her to Wenju.
Qu Qi said that it was a very beautiful and big house.
The company helped her find it and also helped her bear half of the cost of buying the house.
And Qu Qi’s company belongs to that boy, right?
Wang Wen suddenly opened her mouth wide and swallowed the fried bun in one bite. Although her mouth was sore from the hot oil, she still endured it.
It is necessary to use this kind of sting to strengthen your will, so that you can clearly see the direction of the road ahead.
