Chapter 576 "Mr. Liu" must be obedient~Be good~
David Fincher did this in front of the CEOs of Maserati and Alfa Romeo.
Little John felt that Xiangyang had taken away all his glory.
Normally, he would have just left with a slap in the face.
Naihe Bi Shaffer seemed to be a personal housekeeper. When Xiang Yang was called, she immediately came over with a smile.
"Director David, my boss's schedule is a bit tight recently, but I will get back to you as soon as possible after I sort it out." With a professional smile, Bea Shaffer took care of the matter easily. on himself.
I have been working with Xiangyang for some time.
Can she not understand Xiang Yang?
If he wanted to go to the New York Film Festival, he would have agreed.
"Understand, understand." David Fincher does not have this kind of tacit understanding.
It was his first time dealing with Anna Wintour's daughter, so he thought that replying so solemnly on this occasion meant something was right.
The eyes are full of expectation.
Seeing this, Little John laughed to death.
However, he tried his best not to laugh out loud, and he hid it very well.
On the contrary, Red Bigland was a little envious.
He watched "The Social Network" and it was very good.
He has admired David Fincher's original works.
To put it simply, Hermès can deeply intervene in a film project before it is officially approved. This has undoubted benefits for promoting its own products through the work.
To a certain extent, it can even affect the trend of some plots.
For example, if HYS or Hermès invest in this movie, they require the leading actors to wear their clothing
"Director David, if necessary, you can also contact us at Maserati and Alfa Romeo." Thinking about it, Red Bigland issued a sincere invitation.
Of course, with Xiangyang and Little John present, he said naturally:
“Our Fiat Group is seeking to cooperate with the Hermès Group in film and television-related aspects, like you Such an excellent director is preparing a work, and we are happy to participate.”
David Fincher’s eyes lit up.
This.
Is it that simple?
How does it feel? It’s like rushing to send money.
The representatives of Columbia Pictures were a little overwhelmed by Red Bigland’s statement.
But fortunately, after David Fincher quickly stated that he was preparing an American TV series, not a movie, the representatives of Columbia Pictures became a little less worried.
TV series.
That's a CBS thing.
It has nothing to do with Columbia Pictures.
When it comes to the relationship between the two companies, CBS and Paramount Pictures are closer than Columbia Pictures.
(I’m too lazy to explain in detail, but it can be roughly understood like this: Viacom owns a majority of the equity of Paramount’s parent company, and Viacom was split from CBS. Later, the two companies merged Merged, the boss's name is Redstone.)
"Mr. Xiang, Mr. Jean, what do you think?" Red Bigland cast a questioning look.
"Of course, we at Hermès welcome any sincere cooperation. But the specific details still have to be coordinated and judged by Jean."
Xiang Yang smiled, it was just a TV series.
Another American drama.
Nothing to worry about.
To be honest, although David Fincher is very well-known, Xiangyang doesn't even remember that he has filmed TV series or anything.
He still couldn't remember many movies.
For American dramas, even if they are special, he only remembers their names.
Now David Fincher didn't even say his name. He was used to being a hands-off shopkeeper and just left the matter to Little John to handle.
"Let me just say that no one can replace my value."
But little John was very happy in his heart.
After agreeing on a time with David Fincher in front of Xiang Yang and Red Bigland, he was happy to say that as long as the work was good enough.
He can even contact ITV in the UK, which has a good cooperation with Hermès Film Investment Company, to jointly fund the project.
This proud talk made Liu Qianqian, who had just come in with Li Bingbing, very curious.
What are these people talking about?
On the other side, although Han Sanping has been chatting with the "Di Renjie" team, his attention has always been on Xiang Yang and others.
Without guessing, he could tell that this must be another project being discussed.
"Old Xu, did you see it?" Han Sanping said with slightly narrowed eyes.
Director Xu Ke pricked up his ears and followed Han Sanping's gaze, "Director Han, please tell me."
"If you want to cooperate, you must seize the opportunity. You see That director named David Fincher doesn't stick to his position in the film industry and actively seeks cooperation with you."
Han Sanping said, looking back at Xu Ke. Look up and down.
The meaning is obvious.
Why are you keeping me chatting when you have nothing to do?
The help I can give you is limited.
How to seek a breakthrough?
Do you want me to hurry up and help you negotiate one by one?
Then I'm not exhausted.
This look made Xu Ke, who was being looked at, a little embarrassed.
But fortunately, Li Bingbing pulled Liu Qianxi over in time, allowing him to get out of the situation instantly.
"Bingbing, congratulations."
First of all, he gave the due congratulations. Xu Ke faced Liu Qianqian with a smile and said: "I also want to thank Liu Qianqian for being able to take out the gift tomorrow. Sora, let’s enjoy our movie with Mr.”
I expressed my gratitude to the director over and over again.
Liu Qianqian lowered her posture slightly and responded with a smile: "Director Xu, you are polite again. I should do it."
"Xiao Liu, I see you are today You are also exhausted, why don't you stay with us and have a rest?" Seeing that this was about to turn into a polite conversation, Han Sanping stood up helplessly.
But think about it, how many people could not speak politely to Liu Qianqian in this scene?
Liu Qianqian thought for a while and nodded.
She was indeed a little tired. If it wasn't necessary, I really wouldn't want to attend such a celebration.
But no matter what, I still have to come.
Other people think that "Mrs. Xiang" is good in every way.
But only the real Mrs. Xiang has the deepest understanding.
"When I go back tonight, I want the stinky guy to give me a good squeeze." Liu Qianqian, who was standing between Han Sanping and Xu Ke, glanced in the direction of Xiangyang.
It’s not the hotel’s SPA that you can’t afford.
But Xiangyang is more cost-effective!
Quietly, as more and more people entered the banquet, a few people on Xiangyang's side also ended their chat.
Under the leadership of Bea Shaffer, Xiangyang, Little John, and Red Bigland came to Karl Lagerfeld again.
"Congratulations to you."
Karl Lagerfeld finished with a smile and glanced at JCE's youngest son.
Don’t mention it, today’s movie made it rare for him to look at Little John.
“You are also very discerning.”
Standing in front of Karl Lagerfeld, Little John was stunned for three seconds, muttering in his heart, “Of course I have discernment”, but he said He smiled attentively:
"I heard from Xiang that we will have another rare collaboration next, and I hope it will be as successful as "Midnight in Paris."
Karl Lagerfeld nodded.
Neither of them mentioned Dior.
Conceivably, Chanel and Hermès are going to have fun with Liu Qianqian’s movie this time.
“Speaking of this.” Karl Lagerfeld looked at Xiang Yang and asked, “Where is Liu? Why haven’t I seen her.”
"She."
Xiang Yang searched for it with his eyes, and soon saw Liu Qianqian's figure next to Han Sanping and others.
Uh.
How to tell Liu Qianqian that she should be standing here now?
While he was thinking, Liu Qianqian also noticed Xiang Yang's gaze. After shaking her head slightly, she turned her head and started chatting with Liang Jiahui beside her.
"Karl, she is a little tired today." Xiangyang retracted his gaze and said softly.
"Indeed." Before Xiang Yang could say more, Karl Lagerfeld nodded: "I'm a little tired too. After watching "Black Swan", I'm going to go to Milan. What about you?"< br>
“Me?”
Xiang Yang shrugged.
"I made an appointment with Mr. Reid and Xiang to watch the game together." Little John interrupted, "If you need it, you can take Xiang away."
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"Then I wish you a happy time."
Although Karl Lagerfeld said blessings, he didn't even bother to look at Little John.
And he is not interested in football games either.
Seeing that Little John was embarrassed, Xiang Yang said with a smile: "Then let's meet in Milan. Then I will take her to visit FENDI's headquarters."
"Okay, I'm here Milan is waiting for you.”
Karl Lagerfeld is very satisfied with Xiangyang’s arrangement.
As the celebration party officially began, David Fincher thanked every guest present on behalf of the crew of "The Social Network". Xiang Yang sincerely felt that it was a good thing he didn't ask Liu Qianqian to come over to accompany him again.
After the whole celebration party, his mouth was full of the taste of champagne.
"You are not allowed to sleep in my bed tonight. I hate the smell of alcohol on your body." Liu Qianqian, who had just suffered a loss the day before, said with a slight warning when she held Xiang Yang's arm and stepped onto the motorboat. said.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be honest tonight." Xiang Yang smiled and asked:
"Where's Mr. Han? Why didn't you see him?"
"He and Director Xu Ke went back first. They said they had to prepare for the premiere." Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and then looked back. Little John, after confirming that it was okay for this guy to get on the boat by himself, whispered again:
“But I heard from Sister Bingbing that I think it’s Wu Baige who’s causing trouble.”
< br>"Oh, really?" Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows.
No wonder, Director Wu, who claims to know everyone in Hollywood, didn't even come to the celebration party for "The Social Network."
"What about you? When I arrived at the venue, I saw you guys chatting happily with Director David Fincher. What were you talking about?"
After getting on the motorboat and sitting down, Liu Qianqian relaxed her body and leaned against Xiangyang asked over his shoulder.
"He has a TV series in preparation, and he communicated with us in advance." Xiangyang finished speaking casually, raised his arms, took off his suit, and put it on Liu Qianqian.
At night, the sea breeze is a bit cool.
"Stop, no need." Liu Qianqian stopped Xiang Yang's movements.
The hotel's yacht has fur shawls available for use.
Even if she is not happy, Zhao Xin will prepare one for her.
There is no need to cover yourself with clothes full of alcohol smell, it smells terrible.
"You still dislike me." Xiang Yang said coquettishly.
Liu Qianqian snorted and said disdainfully: "You are still hiding things from me."
Xiang Yang was surprised, has the stock matter not passed yet?
“Wife, all the money you make is yours, or else,” Xiang Yang whispered in Liu Qianqian’s ear: “Don’t worry about this. Don’t care. The kick you gave me that day still hurts my butt.”
“That’s not what I’m talking about~”
Liu Qianqian said in a playful tone. After finishing, Xiang Yang shuddered unconsciously.
"Haha, it's a good thing I didn't give you my clothes, I was freezing to death." He casually found a way to talk, and Xiang Yang tried to change the topic.
But his move caught Liu Qianqian's attention.
She frowned and said without a smile:
"Mr. Xiang, I will give you time to think about it. When you get back to the hotel, you will tell me whether you want to tell me your little secret. ."
After saying that, she raised the corners of her mouth, raised her arm and patted Xiang Yang on the shoulder.
I have been "Mrs. Xiang" for a day.
It's Xiangyang's turn to be his "Mr. Liu", right?
Looking at Xiangyang’s trembling mouth, she pursed her lips and said softly:
“Be obedient, be good~”
“You can beat me to death without saying anything. ”
(End of this chapter)