New Age Artists

Chapter 305: Very angry, Li Hong flirts (13)

The premiere is over.

There was a dinner party, and Li Hong asked Shen Santong: "Can you give me a ride?"

Shen Santong was slightly stunned and glanced at her. His intuition was always accurate. He felt that Li Hong's intentions were not pure, so he tried to test her: "Didn't I arrange a car for you? I asked the assistant if there was a problem with the arrangement?"

Li Hong said he should be more tactful: "I want to talk to you alone, don't be so unromantic."

So straightforward, Shen Santong: "."

You’re a bit strong, sister.

Li Hong got in the car and saw that Shen Santong was silent, so she took the initiative to bring up the topic: "You just lied. You said you were patient with Wu Yusen, but you brought up the Kung Fu movie. It's very abrupt."

Shen Santong was certain that Li Hong obviously had feelings for him.

I just don't know what he was thinking. Shen Santong asked back, "Why am I panicking?"

Li Hong analyzed: "You gave all the limelight to Ning Hao and only answered two questions. One was about the racing project which was not allowed to be discussed."

"Another question, the reporter asked many questions, including your own Red Cliff, scandals, wealth, and your views on the Lunar New Year movie war, but you just answered Wu Yusen's Red Cliff."

"When Wu Yusen first stole your project, you said you could kill him with just your fingers. You didn't pretend at all at that time."

"When did you start saying nice things? It started with Fan Bingbing's album more than a year ago."

"You always have something else to say. You flatter him, but rather than flattering him, you are actually pointing out that your blockbusters are aimed at the domestic market, while his blockbusters are aimed at the overseas market."

"Looking back, you were supporting Wu Yusen on the surface, but you were actually planning something bad."

"You picked his "Red Cliff" in response today, you must have other plans."

"It brought up the topic of Hong Kong movies and turned the topic to Jiahe. As a host, I have a keen sense of topic change."

Shen Santong joked: "You care about me a lot and have collected a lot of information about me."

Li Hong generously admitted: "You don't face the media very often, so every time you respond, it's not without purpose. I feel that when you talked about the different standards for multi-line film narratives at home and abroad, there was something behind your words."

"Of course, the focus is still on the latter part. It's not like your style to go too far, like we are a family on Hong Kong Island."

"You pointed out that Hong Kong films declined in 93 because the Taiwanese film producers overturned the table. This is more like your style of doing things."

Shen Santong corrected him: "There is something wrong with what you said. We are one family with Hong Kong Island and Wandao Island."

"As a host of a cross-strait program, if this statement gets out, you will be punished."

Li Hong rolled her eyes: "Come on, don't change the subject. You have some ideas about Jiahe, right? I see that its business is not doing well."

Shen Santong went over it in his mind and realized that he had flirted with many people.

After confirming that he had not talked to Li Hong, he reminded her, "You are a little too intimate."

Li Hong stared at him without saying anything.

Shen Santong smiled and said, "There will be news tomorrow, so it's okay to tell you. I want to buy Jiahe, so I'm spreading the word and saying hello. After all, Mr. Zou Wenhuai is over 80 years old, so even if you're visiting him, you have to knock on the door."

Shen Santong wanted to be a barbarian before, but he found that after raising the stake in Hong Kong stocks, he could not sell them within half a year, so he decided not to raise the stake.

Make formal purchases and make money by speculating in stocks.

Li Hong acted as if I had expected it: "If the news of your purchase of Jiahe gets out, the stock price will definitely go up. It's a pity that I don't have a Hong Kong stock account."

Shen Santong sighed: "You reporters know a lot of people, are well-informed, and can easily get some information. You don't lack money."

Li Hong complained: "I am the host."

Shen Santong felt that it was about the same: "They are all the same." Li Hong corrected him: "They are completely different. Reporters have to work hard to report news, but our hosts just sit in the studio and talk."

Shen Santong was amused: "Sister Hong, you are quite humorous."

Li Hong asked, "Why do I feel like you have problems with reporters and hosts?"

Shen Sandong said: "I feel like you guys are very outgoing."

Li Hong didn't think it was a good thing: "What do you mean by extrovert? An extroverted personality?"

Shen Santong shocked Li Hong a little and said bluntly: "Worshiping foreigners, those famous hosts have connections overseas and are proud to have children in foreign countries."

"I've been criticized by journalists a lot along the way. The same is true for the industry I'm in. I have the same impression of everything related to social sciences."

"The textbooks we study are from outside, what we respect is also from outside, and some of our interests are also from outside."

Li Hong was indeed shocked: "You are the one who is not very close to me. You are wrong. Our unit is very complicated. You only said one side of it."

Shen Santong nodded: "In the small court, there are all kinds of factions. I am just talking about the common phenomenon in this industry."

Li Hong felt that the rhythm was a bit out of control, so she brought the topic back to the topic: "What do you think the box office of "Racing" will be? Can it surpass the previous film "Stone"? Will it also surpass your "Happy Birthday"?"

Seeing her interested expression, Shen Santong felt that he was being teased and asked, "Do you think the racing car is good?"

Li Hong commented: "It looks good, I laughed many times. But it's a little bit edged, different from before. The supermarket is very straight, the stone is a little off, but overall it's straight."

"If I had to say which one I like best, I would still say Happy Birthday. It has a different flavor than all the current movies. It has a Hollywood feel, but not a God."

Shen Santong looked at Li Hong with a high opinion of her. She was indeed smart. "The box office of racing is only over 200 million. I estimate that it may not be even half of that of stone. It's too complicated, the threshold is high, and it's tiring to watch."

Li Hong said: "Two hundred million is not a small amount. Currently, only you, Zhang Yimou, and Ning Hao have box office revenues over two hundred million."

"I'm curious. You can definitely interfere with Ning Hao's creations. Why not? Even if you put your name on it, I think the appeal will be raised to a higher level."

“Artists’ mutual appreciation?”

Shen Santong said bluntly: "There are no such things as artists. They just flatter each other. You don't understand. All those who graduated from professional schools have bad habits."

"Ning Hao is better in the photography department. In my directing department, there are many intelligent students whose eyes are dulled by a group of academic old men."

"If I intervene in Ning Hao's second play, it will be difficult for him to regain his confidence."

"I am a good person. I would rather earn less money than cultivate a talent for domestic films. I don't want him to become a tool."

"I also want the audience to see that there are some movies that only I can provide, and some flavors that only my movies have."

Li Hong was somewhat confused: "You are too frank."

Shen Santong indicated that what she said was completely right: "I am just like that. I say what I think. I think people should be more honest."

Li Hong agreed: "I won't pretend anymore. Actually, I've been standing for a long time today. Can I take off my high heels in your car? Don't worry, they won't stink."

Following her words, Shen Santong couldn't help but look at her.

Li Hong wore a knee-length skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white high heels today.

Sitting in the car, the six-point skirt became three or four points.

At Shen Santong's age, his mind is full of grass, grass, grass.

I was a little angry and really wanted to let Li Hong know that one should not tease others casually.

(End of this chapter)