The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 281 Ruins the Matter

Just as Xu Jiuyang was discussing the script with the Li sisters, Fan Bingbing had already knocked on Angela's door.

"How did it go?" Young Master Fan asked directly.

“I’ve contacted some members of the judging panel,” Angela said, handing her a document. “These two are on the table; I need you to help me simulate them. The key points are all listed here.”

"Where's Gong Li?" Fan Bingbing asked after quickly flipping through the pages.

“Of course I’ll do it myself,” Angela smiled gently. “After all, only I can let her experience a feeling that other women may never be able to experience.”

"Are you sure?" Fan Bingbing raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?" Angela's smile remained unchanged. "So, Miss Fan wants to give it a try?"

“Of course,” Fan Bingbing said confidently, “What you can do, I can do too.”

Angela squinted at her for a long while, then slapped the armrest: "Okay, here's my plan. After the opening ceremony tomorrow, I'll find an opportunity to invite her out. Given our status, she should be less wary, so when it's just the two of us, we'll drug her and hang her up, so she can really enjoy herself."

At first, Fan Bingbing listened attentively, but her expression became increasingly strange as the conversation progressed, and she inexplicably broke out in a sweat on her back.

“By the way, I specifically learned some rope bondage before coming here. You should learn it too; it will help you deal with her. A last-minute stunt like this isn’t difficult for us, right?” Angela asked with a smile.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Little Fan had to interrupt, "What is this...let her experience that..."

She was filled with confusion, and even struggled to speak coherently, because the information revealed in the other person's words was rather alarming.

Angela didn't answer immediately, but instead moved closer to examine Fan Bingbing more closely.

Not only that, her smile also became playful, until Little Fan was a little annoyed, then she said softly, "It seems Miss Fan doesn't know, is it a pity or a regret?"

As she spoke, Angela reached out and pinched Fan Bingbing's chin, causing the atmosphere in the room to suddenly become somewhat ambiguous.

Little Fan leaned back abruptly, her face turning serious, and she even let out a cold laugh: "That's right, I'm definitely not as proficient as you. In that case, you do it."

"Alright, I'll do it then." Angela didn't insist, but rubbed her fingers together, looking rather regretful.

"Besides this, is there anything else you need to explain?" Fan Bingbing asked again with a stern face.

“Of course, besides the Golden Lion, I also plan to try to win the Best Newcomer award for Hao Lei,” Angela nodded. “Although this award is just to make up the numbers, he has worked hard even if he didn’t achieve anything, so he should still be given the reward he deserves.”

Fan Bingbing frowned: "In that case, our film crew will probably be labeled as being from Venice."

“Don’t worry, darling, don’t worry,” Angela said, shaking her finger. “Although the three major film festivals each have their own factions, it’s not that absolute. Look, Gong Li was a jury member at Cannes before, and now she’s a jury member at Venice. Besides, when money and power are combined, no one can resist bowing down.”

After a pause, she continued with interest, "But you don't actually think you can win the Cannes Best Actress award with a Chinese version of 'Match Point,' do you?"

“Of course not,” Fan Bingbing shook her head calmly. “Public relations determine awards, but the premise is that the work can reach at least a passing grade. I understand that principle. The Chinese version of ‘Match Point’ does not have Woody Allen’s fame. In the eyes of Westerners… especially the French, it’s just a small-scale film.”

“So…” Anjiming stroked his chin, looking at Fan Bingbing with a questioning gaze.

"Yes, I've simulated a movie from the future. Based on the content, it should be quite suitable for French tastes, but it needs to be localized and adapted to suit my taste," Fan Bingbing said frankly.

Angela nodded and didn't press further: "It's good that you know."

“However…” Little Fan then said, “I need you to do me a favor.” “Go ahead,” Angela said with a smile.

“I also simulated something else: the year after next, in 04, Maggie Cheung will win the Best Actress award at Cannes with her French husband,” Fan Bingbing said with a cold expression. “I need you to help me ruin this.”

“I see…” Angela’s smile faded. “That’s true. No matter what the achievement, people will always remember the first one. As for the second one, no problem, I agree. After all, she’s not anyone to us.”

"Well then, I'll get back to work." Little Fan picked up the documents and stood up.

"Won't you have a glass?" Angela pointed to the champagne in the suite's cabinet.

"No need, I'm worried about losing my chastity," said Fan Bingbing without any politeness.

“Anyway, he won’t object. In fact, I think he’ll really like it,” Angela said with a smile.

"Then let him come and tell me himself," Little Fan said with a cold snort.

Once she reached the door, Angela raised her voice again and said, "To be honest, Bingbing, if you were born in America, you could still make a name for yourself even without the system."

"Forget it, I know myself very well. I can't handle hell mode." Little Fan said without turning his head, and walked out the door.

She returned to her suite with a sullen face. Qin Lan, who was dealing with documents, was about to greet her when she was suddenly hugged tightly by Qin Lan.

"President Fan...?" Qin Lan stammered, her body stiff and unable to move.

Fan Bingbing didn't answer. She just held her for a while before letting go and letting out a long breath.

"I'm sorry, Sister Lan," she said apologetically, "I just got back from Angela's place, that woman is really..."

Before she could finish speaking, her expression, marked by gritted teeth, revealed that the other person's remarks had indeed provoked her.

“That Ms. Lindwo... is indeed very proud,” Qin Lan replied after thinking for a moment. “But don’t take it to heart, Bingbing. You told me before that we should remain calm and composed in the face of all changes.”

"Yes, I know," Fan Bingbing nodded. "Thank you, Sister Lan."

"It's alright, I'm your secretary." Qin Lan suddenly became a little shy.

Little Fan Bingbing, however, didn't notice at all. She lay down on the bed, stretched comfortably, and then said, "Get some rest. The opening ceremony is tomorrow."

"Oh..." Qin Lan was slightly disappointed, but after realizing what was happening, she scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly and got up to go to the bathroom to run the water.

As Fan Bingbing lay on the bed, her mind was still in turmoil. What did that guy mean by those words? Did this skill have another use?

Yes, after tireless efforts, she finally achieved a mid-to-high rating and gained some of the same skills.

Thoughtful and considerate: After each use of the "Soaring Kite and Leaping Fish" skill, you can share other skills with others. The higher the intimacy level between you and others, the better the skill effect.

After acquiring this skill, she wasn't particularly excited, since she had already guessed it beforehand. Now, it was just like the sound of another boot finally landing on the rooftop.

But after her encounter with Angela today, Fan Bingbing suddenly realized that this skill seemed to have other uses, but she really couldn't guess what they were.

"Forget it, don't overthink it. In any case, I've caught up now. In fact, judging from the opponent's appearance, they probably don't have a fourth skill yet, so I still have the advantage." Little Fan comforted himself in this way.

(End of this chapter)