Chapter 527: Destined to meet thousands of miles away
The lobby of Toronto Airport.
Zhang Meng led the team, and Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu, accompanied by their managers, came to pick up Han Sanping.
Old Han, who walked out carrying his luggage, was stunned for a moment.
Contrary to others, although he is very familiar with the two actors Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu.
But among the three people present, he knew the young director Zhang Meng better.
Few people know that the director of the ill-fated "The Piano" was actually a second-generation director.
His father has a great background.
Where did his father come from?
That must be the center of the universe - Tieling.
What works has he directed?
In addition to TV series and movies, people can also attend the Spring Festival Gala every year, so they ask you if you are awesome?
Have you seen "Old New Year"?
Have you heard of "Three Whips"?
"New Year's greetings", "selling crutches", "selling cars", "face", these familiar ones will always leave an impression.
Therefore, Chinese-language movies are actually a circle.
Just to Zhang Meng's father, Han Sanping gave a smile when he saw the three people who came to pick him up without saying hello.
But in front of his assistant, he still had to criticize a few words when he should.
Otherwise, no matter what film festival I go to in the future, I will be blocked at the airport by various film crews. What would it be like?
“Xiao Zhang, you came to pick me up without even saying a word.”
"Uncle Han, I came here quietly." Zhang Meng quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake. If you don't have money to make a movie, you don't have money to make a movie.
But with his father, he was still able to call Mr. Han uncle in his circle.
"Okay, you are serious."
Han Sanping smiled and nodded towards Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu.
Facing his favorite actor, he said without any airs: "Let's go and sit in my hotel. I just want to have a chat with you guys."
"Thank you, Mr. Han."
Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu responded with a smile.
In China, it is not easy to have a few words with this ‘mountain eagle’ face to face.
As they walked out, Han Sanping, who was in a good mood, said politely: "You're welcome, let's have dinner together tonight."
But before the three of them could look happy, Han Sanping added:
"Let's talk about it first. You can't drink tonight. I have to come to the airport to pick someone up tonight."
"Huh?"
Zhang and Meng suddenly showed surprised expressions.
"Who can make Mr. Han condescend to pick someone up at the airport or after dinner?"
Invariably, they all muttered to themselves.
September 8th.
Founded in 1923, it has a history of more than 80 years.
Known as the fourth largest exhibition hall in Europe and the only multi-functional large-scale exhibition center in Paris, many vehicles came one after another.
Unlike in the past, Hermès’ business vehicles have been replaced by the fourth generation of Renault MPV – ESPACE today.
Even the uniform car given to Anta has been replaced by one that represents France.
Sitting on this MPV that was put into production at the end of 2002, Xiang Yang speechlessly complained about Axel's formalism.
Is it necessary? It really is
Don’t Mercedes-Benz MPVs taste good?
But when he saw Macron driving a Renault car and being surrounded by reporters at the door to take photos for several minutes before he drove into the parking lot, he suddenly realized.
“That Big Nose, won’t he come today too?”
Seeing that he had to wait for a few more cars before it was his turn, Xiangyang leaned back on the seat in the back and asked Bea Shaffer.
"It seems, I haven't heard of it."
Bi Shaffer shook his head.
"Oh, that's fine." Xiangyang smiled. He didn't want to be dragged into a small talk by Sarkozy again today.
To chat with him, it would be better to chat with his supermodel wife.
At least if you trick this Italian woman into going to Milan to do a show for yourself in the future, the effect will definitely be great.
Noticing that Xiang Yang’s eyes were spinning, Bea Shaffer’s eyes flashed.
80%, who is this plotting against?
Trying to suppress her curiosity but feeling her heart being scratched more and more, she finally came over, "Boss, is there anything you need me to do for you?"
"Yes. Ah.”
Xiangyang nodded and said, "Bring me a bottle of water. I'm thirsty."
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Bee Shaffer swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth.
He took out a bottle from the leather pocket on the back of the seat in front of him and handed it to Xiang Yang.
After taking it, Xiang Yang took a sip and asked, "It would be best if Macron is closer to the middle when we take a group photo."
After thinking about it, Xiang Yang changed his words and said:
"In this case, you can notify some important media reporters later and ask them to take separate photos of me, Mr. Ding and Macron."
Bea Shaffer nodded silently, but felt puzzled in her heart.
Is there any need for a humble consultant to take a group photo alone?
If she asked, Xiangyang would definitely say yes.
Who is Macron?
No bragging, no slander, this guy will be the best among them in the future.
Unfortunately, Bea Shaffer prefers to use her little head.
While she was still guessing, the cars that were queuing up to enter the venue finally turned to the one that Xiangyang and the others took.
With the entry of several Renault MPVs from Hermès.
A crowd of reporters immediately surrounded him.
The flash kept shining on the light-blocking window film.
You can't see the inside from the outside, but Ding Zhong, who is sitting in the car, can see these long guns and short cannons really.
Don’t mention it, this posture is really different from Anta’s own press conference.
"Mr. Ding, look, it's a reporter from Yangma." The sharp-eyed Yao Weixiong quickly found the familiar station logo in the crowd and his nerves instantly became tense.
Going on the evening news again? "Oh, that's right." Ding Zhong looked in the crowd in the direction he pointed.
As expected, there was indeed a reporter holding a microphone with the Yangma logo trying to squeeze through the crowd of reporters.
He really wanted to open the car window to be interviewed by Yang Ma.
It’s a pity that we can’t do this.
"I didn't expect that."
"Let's go in first and wait to see what they have to say at the press conference."
Standing at the door of the hall, Yu Cheng came to join in the fun. Dong and Tao Jinwen looked at each other and smiled.
With Huawei’s strength in France, it is not difficult to get two tickets for the press conference at the Porte de Versailles Exhibition Center in Paris.
As soon as they entered the venue, they met an acquaintance.
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Tao, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Wang Tao and Zhu Xiaorui happened to be standing at the signature wall in the press conference hall to register for admission. When they saw Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen , they quickly put down the signature pens in their hands and walked over to greet him with smiles.
“Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhu, we haven’t seen each other for several days.”
Yu Chengdong also showed surprise.
In particular, Wang Tao looked in high spirits, which was completely opposite to the time when we met him in the hotel some time ago.
Smiling and shaking hands with the two of them, he asked with concern: "Why, your project is going very smoothly. Did you win it so quickly?"
"In fact, not really." Wang Tao scratched his head Hair, explained:
"Today's content is about UTMB. In addition to us, the teams of XAG and GoPro have been invited to participate."
"Oh, that's no wonder." Yu Cheng Dong nodded.
As expected, the linkage between HYS and Anta will involve all aspects of the brand's layout.
This is pretty much what he predicted.
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Tao, do you two have time in the afternoon?"
"How do you say, Xiao Wang."
"That's it, we actually We have already won a project for Hermès. If you are interested, you can go and take a look at the project site we are participating in."
Hearing this, Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen looked at each other and smiled.
They had already heard the news.
"If I guess correctly, Wang always wants to invite us two old guys to see big stars." Tao Jinwen laughed and joked:
"Tell us quickly, Isn’t Anne Hathaway particularly beautiful?”
“Ah, you two know.”
Wang Tao was surprised.
According to the photography equipment provided by the crew of "One Day", they have just modified an unmanned helicopter for the final test.
Strictly speaking, their team has not even assisted in the first shot.
So how did this news spread so quickly?
"We know an interesting person."
When it comes to Little John, Yu Chengdong's lips widened with a smile. This person is quite interesting.
After exchanging a few words, he and Tao Jinwen were about to sign autographs when guests arriving one after another walked in from outside the door.
According to the process, after issuing the invitation letter, they can choose to sign and take photos.
If necessary, there will be a dedicated photographer on site to assist.
This time, HYS’s graphic designer still put some effort into the design of Anta’s signature wall.
He used orange, which is lighter than Hermès orange and has a yellowish color, to splice Anta’s red.
At first glance, it seems quite impressive.
Seeing the crowd approaching, Yu Chengdong was about to invite Wang Tao and others to enter the venue together. When Macron walked in, he recognized the two Huawei executives he had met at dinner two days ago.
"Yu, Tao, you are here too."
"These two are."
"Mr. Ding, congratulations."
"Mr. Yao, congratulations."
"Mr. Pierre"
"Director Xiang"
Unlike other guests, the fleets of Hermès and Anta drove directly to the exhibition At the entrance of the Central News Building.
Getting off the car, Xiang Yang, who was wearing a rare suit, met Axel with a smile on his face, and then went to the gate together to shake hands with Ding Zhong and Yao Weixiong, who represented Anta at the press conference. Salute.
In front of many reporters, the process still has to go through.
While several people were smiling, a violent shutter sound burst out from around them.
For a time, the sound of "click, click, click" made people's minds buzz, and it was accompanied by the camera tracking the whole process.
Unlike film festivals, reporters behave very differently during grand press conferences.
At the scene, except for the polite greetings and natural sounds from Xiang Yang and the others, the professional reporters present did not shout at the top of their voices such as "look at the camera", "smile", "face Camera wave” or something like that.
They are only here to record and witness.
And for an occasion like today, there is no one more suitable than Bea Shaffer as their on-site assistant.
Raising her wrist to check the time, she walked over with an expressionless face, pursed her lips and invited: "Guys, please come in."
"Okay." Ake Serge nodded, stretched out his hand and said: "Mr. Ding, please."
"Thank you."
Ding Zhong nodded with a smile and said with a smile: "Mr. Pierre, please go to the director."
They were about to walk up when the excitement at the door was also transmitted into the press hall building.
In the corridor, several people who were chatting and entering stopped.
They stopped and looked back, and they happened to meet Xiangyang and the others with springy faces.
Xiang Yang, who was chatting and laughing in a low voice, glanced out of the corner of his eye and frowned.
While distracted, he muttered in his mind:
"Hey, why is that person's mouth so big?"
"Macron's nose seems to be not too small."
(End of this chapter)