Chapter 952 2011 Paris Autumn and Winter Fashion Week (Thursday)
The warthog in Little John's mouth refers to Harvey Weinstein.
"The King's Speech is also a very good movie." Xiang Yang thought for a while, and it actually didn't matter that Hermès Film Investment Company lost to Weinstein Pictures.
They are local snakes.
A strong dragon can't suppress a local snake. This seems to be acceptable wherever he goes.
"If you ask me, Xiang, I should find someone to expose all the bad things about him." Little John said angrily.
The American Film and Television Golden Globe Awards are great, but the Oscars are the Oscars.
And being stabbed by this guy, Little John was a little unconvinced from the bottom of his heart.
If the company hadn't asked him to keep a low profile
never mind.
Considering the recent commotion and the fact that Fashion Week is far more important than the Oscars, Little John finally chose not to cause any trouble.
"That's not necessary."
"Ah? You mean"
Little John held the phone in front of him in surprise and looked at it.
The phone number was correct.
Opposite him is his friend.
"In this case, you can first send me the detailed information you collected for me to take a look at. If necessary, we can find someone to break the news to divert the media's focus."
"Haha, Xiang, if he dares to talk nonsense to me at the celebration banquet of the award ceremony, I will teach him a lesson." Little John laughed.
He was very happy that his friend was willing to stand up for him.
However, there is no need to ask friends to come forward to deal with such trivial matters. You cannot do things like this casually, otherwise, even if it is subtle, it will be easy to expose the situation.
No matter what, Liu Qianqian will continue to develop in Hollywood in the future.
"You send it first, just in case you need it." Xiangyang's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he didn't mind at all that Bea Shaffer, who was driving next to him, eavesdropped with his ears raised.
She will know this sooner or later.
There's no point in hiding it.
But Xiang Yang had no intention of recklessly throwing out the bad stuff about Weinstein.
He asked Little John to prepare, mainly to have a backup plan for the pirate master's affairs, so as to better divert the public's attention.
"." Little John did not refuse, but frowned.
There is actually nothing new about the rags surrounding Weinstein and other American entertainment circles, but the extent is a bit staggering.
Especially after seeing the well-known entertainment superstars on the list, which is completely contrary to the image they try their best to maintain in the public and media.
You will love to praise Paris Hilton.
If Xiangyang is taught these things badly.
Will Liu Qianqian kill him?
"You promise, if Liu finds out and doesn't tell me that I gave it to you, I will send it to your private mailbox." After hesitating for a moment, Little John asked Xiang Yang to swear.
"Hey~"
Xiang Yang sighed.
I won’t even say anything about beating him to death, okay?
But if he doesn’t say it, someone will do it for him.
Bea Shaffer next to her would never deceive Liu Qianqian on this matter.
"Okay, I believe you once." Little John reluctantly made the decision, and just gave it back. After agreeing, he repeatedly stated that if this kind of thing was revealed, the consequences would not be as simple as Xiang Yang expected.
Maybe, there are also high-level people involved.
It may be difficult to clean up the mess by then.
"Okay, I know, you are so long-winded." Xiang Yang curled his lips speechlessly. He also knew that Hawking was in a wheelchair all day
"Boss, I think we should be more cautious about this matter. Although we can make this kind of revelation more concealed here in Europe,"
No coincidence.
After Xiang Yang and Little John ended the call, Bea Shaffer, who had been eavesdropping, also expressed a similar view.
She even felt that it was not an appropriate move for Xiangyang to reveal bad things in the European and American entertainment circles to save face for Hermès Film Investment Company's failure at the Oscars.
Of course, if he was interested in understanding the dark side of the European and American entertainment circles, she could also find some to talk about.
Just think of it as relieving Xiang Yang's boredom.
"You can pull me down, I'm not a gossip guy."
Xiang Yang refused unceremoniously.
Who has nothing to do with this kind of gossip to kill time? Before my wife gets up and calls, you should tell me something quickly
Do you have Carl or his friends?
Does your mother have it?
After returning home smoothly, Xiangyang, who hadn't heard any gossip at all, entered the house and didn't bother to check the email from Little John when Liu Qianqian's call came as promised.
Getting up early is impossible.
Being able to get out of the soft quilt before dawn seemed to prompt Liu Qianqian to have no other choice but to work.
"I can only chat with you for a few minutes. I'm going to wash up after finishing my coffee." Liu Qianxi yawned, her lazy voice sounding soft.
"You can take a nap on the way to the airport." Xiang Yang smiled.
"No, Zhao Xin said there were many reporters at the airport today." Liu Qianqian shook her head, she also wanted to catch up on some sleep in the car.
What a pity
Today, she will fly to Los Angeles with Little John. She is destined to face many fans and reporters at the airport who come to see her off.
By the way, Li Bingbing also went with them.
Hearing that they were going to appear at the airport together, Xiang Yang said jokingly: "Then you have to arrange the red envelopes in place to avoid being overwhelmed by others again."
"Hmph~" Liu Qianqian raised the corners of her mouth and dismissed it.
You still have the nerve to remind me to send red envelopes to people.
Why don't you give red envelopes to domestic sports players?
"What kind of red envelope should I send them?"
Xiang Yang was very confused by the sudden accusation. Wasn't the announcement of various domestic competitions going on in full swing and everything was normal?
"You are so..." Liu Qianqian sighed. She was about to say something, but she thought that Xiang Yang was too busy to pay attention, so she had to take it back.
"The lively content on my Weibo is all about fans quarreling. Do you want to take a look? It's all those sports reporters' fault for writing incendiary reports."
First, she told Xiang Yang about the mess on her Weibo. After a pause, Liu Qianqian then asked:
"Also, let me ask you, why did you go to the hotel so late at night when you were not at home?"
"." Xiangyang shouted that he was wronged.
He went to the hotel to meet another woman, but he took Bea Shaffer with him!
"Honey, are you jealous?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiang, I'm drinking the coffee beans you bought. I don't like vinegar." Liu Qianqian raised her chin arrogantly.
The coffee Xiangyang bought was quite delicious.
And she really couldn't be jealous when she mentioned this, but her Weibo posts became even more lively after the photos of Xiang Yang, Bea Shaffer and Jelena Shayk meeting were posted online. Liverpool really want to bring in Cristiano Ronaldo? !
Even though she wasn't particularly interested in football, Liu Qianqian knew what kind of star the model's boyfriend was.
After clicking on Weibo and browsing twice in the morning, she even felt ridiculous.
She is obviously an actress.
Not the chairman of Liverpool FC.
How does she know if this is true or not?
"Then it seems that I was right to introduce him." Xiang Yang praised his vision in a praising tone.
You see, just meeting Ronaldo's girlfriend can spark such a high level of discussion in the country.
If he is really bought to Liverpool, wouldn't the subsequent club's business expansion be easy?
"Be careful, they are just using you." Liu Qianqian curled her lips. Unlike Xiang Yang, she was not so busy that she needed an assistant's reminder to pay attention to some things.
Before Jelena Shayk boarded the plane in Madrid, she followed the Vlog shooting method that has recently become popular on the Internet and broadcasted a Vlog of her own.
In addition to showing her and Ronaldo's mansion and exquisite life, she also received an invitation letter signed by Xiang Yang and mailed to her.
Unlike those who recently received invitations.
Her date is very early.
This showed that she had already received Xiang Yang's attention as early as two months ago.
If you tell me this, Beier has a face.
"Oh, of course there is still such a thing, then I know." Xiangyang shrugged, but he didn't take it seriously but smiled and said:
"Honey, I didn't realize that you are quite suitable to be my assistant. Do you want to consider it?"
"Go to sleep now! Good night!" Liu Qianqian doesn't think this joke is interesting at all. It's not enough to be bored at home. She also wants me to stand next to you in OL clothes every day like Bea Shaffer.
In that case, would you still be able to work?
Bah!
If you want to see me wearing black stockings, just say so.
Realizing that Office Lady often chose black silk to match simple and elegant outfits, Liu Qianqian couldn't help but spit in her heart.
"Sleep, I'll go to bed later." Xiang Yang's smiling tone seemed to confirm Liu Qianqian's speculation on the other end of the phone.
After he finished speaking, he received another affectionate "Humph~"
But this affectionate conversation did not last for a few minutes. As the bedroom door was knocked, Liu Qianqian had to prepare for departure.
Nowadays, due to multiple endorsements, she can no longer appear in the public eye like she used to, without caring about appearance.
Picking it up a little bit is a must.
Especially at the airport, she had to cooperate with reporters from the media.
"It's such a cold day, don't play tricks." Liu Xiaoli's face sank when she saw her daughter put aside the clothes she prepared yesterday and instead took out a pair of Gaultier brand black silk from the cloakroom.
If he catches a cold, wouldn’t it affect the two good babies Mu Xin and Zhiyin?
"I didn't say I wanted to wear it to the airport." Liu Qianqian, who has quick eyes and quick hands, quickly put the smooth black silk on her hands behind her back.
But when she said these words, a little shyness suddenly appeared on her face.
Because this time Liu Xiaoli, who went to Los Angeles with her first and then to Paris, simply rolled her eyes.
That meaning couldn't be more straightforward.
"Hey, I have to change my clothes quickly." Liu Qianqian, who scolded Xiang Yang again in her heart, ran away quickly.
Xiang Yang is right.
After getting married, it is better to live alone.
Fortunately, when she changed her clothes and came out again, Zhao Xin had already asked the makeup artist in charge of the outfit to get ready in the living room of the villa.
Liu Xiaoli's attention was completely focused on the two babies, Mu Xin and Zhiyin, without even looking at her daughter.
Tired.
She has decided to practice again.
This state lasted until little John and Laura arrived with little JoJo.
When they met, she stood up and took little JoJo from Laura's arms, and asked dotingly: "JoJo, you are going back to France, are you happy~"
"Kekeke~"
Little John didn't look in a hurry when he came in, but instead greeted Liu Qianqian.
Perhaps he had done something wrong, but his smile was extraordinarily attentive, "Good morning, Liu."
"Morning~ I asked Zhao Xin to prepare coffee for you." Liu Qianqian, who was doing her hair, pursed her lips. She had a lot of hair and it would take some time to do it.
"Thank you." Upon hearing this, Little John's anxious heart stabilized instantly.
He didn't believe that Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian didn't talk to each other.
But the tone and tone of Liu Qianqian's words showed that Xiang Yang really didn't betray him as he said on the phone.
"Liu, I have good news for you. In addition to domestic publishing, I have also finalized the publication of "Time and Space" with the British publishing house."
Little John is more interested in money than drinking coffee.
"Ah, really?" Liu Qianqian's eyes flashed with surprise.
Uh.
Xiangyang didn't say anything about this just now.
"Really, they are also very optimistic about this work of yours and Xing's." Little John smiled from ear to ear. Although the copyright fee paid by the publishing house responsible for publishing "Fifty Shades of Grey" was not very high, it was more or less. A fortune.
Liu and Xing account for a larger share of domestic copyright fees.
About 60% of the copyright fees abroad belong to him.
Moreover, with overseas publishing, it is more beneficial to discuss the final copyright fee with a Chinese publishing house.
"You mean to publish it abroad first?" Liu Qianqian was also full of doubts about Little John's magical operation.
To actually do this in order to earn more royalties from the copyright is really a waste of money.
"Liu, I need to earn some money. You know that raising children is expensive." Little John rubbed his fingers, "And I'm not doing this all for money, but also for you."
"For me?"
"You forgot, you asked me to help you find a suitable TV series. After much thought, I thought it would be more appropriate to start with novels. But I asked around and found that the copyrights of your domestic best-selling novels have basically been adapted into TV series. , so I plan to walk on two legs.”
"Walking on two legs?"
Liu Qianqian clicked her tongue, Little John's Chinese improved really quickly.
But this seems to make sense.
First of all, the risk of adapting a best-selling novel into a script is relatively low. An excellent work itself has a large market audience, which guarantees the TV series' ratings and the investment of investors.
Secondly, with the plot of the novel in mind, it would be easier for Xiangyang to agree.
As for the third point, there is no need to say more.
With the hair that fell naturally today, Liu Qianqian was sure that Little John was definitely planning to include the copyright of the novel he was interested in in the cooperation content published by "Time and Space".
This guy is the best at making money from both ends.
"Liu, you can't say that. You know, I'm a little tight on money." Little John rubbed his fingers again without any airs, and continued:
"It's all damn Xiang's fault. I want to sell but he doesn't agree. Look at the recent decline of Bitcoin. If you ask me, we should just give up as soon as it's good. Are you right?"
"Zhao Xin, stop teasing Mu Xin and go get Little John a cup of instant Nescafe coffee."
"???"
(End of chapter)