Veteran Hong Kong stars reorganize the Chinese entertainment industry.

"Brother Zhao, do you know these two Koreans?"

Zhao Dekai stared at him for a long time before saying, "I don't know them. Both Japanese and Korean artists are mass-produced, like weeds, one crop after another. What's wrong with you? You're not trying to get ahead, are you?"

"It's fine if they insult Tian Xiwei, but it's unacceptable for them to insult us Chinese."

"What do you mean by insulting Chinese people?"

After Liu Zhongze recounted their conversation to Zhao Dekai, Zhao Dekai narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "It's a party now, don't make a move, I'll make them leave."

After speaking, Zhao Dekai rummaged through the business cards in his hand for phone numbers. When he found a Chinese person listed as the person in charge of the event, he dialed the number, explained the situation, and then glanced at the seats of the two Koreans.

After he hung up the phone, Tian Xiwei was already on stage giving her acceptance speech.

After a while, just as Tian Xiwei was about to leave the stage, two security guards came over from Liu Zhongze's side. After seeing that the seats were in the correct positions, they asked the two of them to leave.

"Brother Zhao, what will happen to those two?"

Zhao Dekai sneered: "They're just small fry. Their country is all about hierarchy. Even if others know that I'm behind this, no one will back them up. From now on, they won't be able to get into this banquet."

"Brother Zhao, you have that much power?"

"It's not that I have a lot of influence, it's just that the person I called is quite protective of Chinese people. You can see his business card; he's from Singapore, his ancestors were Chinese, and he hasn't forgotten where his roots are. I heard that Jay Lin's family has a very good relationship with him."

Zhao Dekai handed the business card to Liu Zhongze and said, "Here, take this business card. Just say you're my distant cousin, and he'll help you."

Tian Xiwei noticed their commotion.

After giving Liu Zhongze a disdainful look, the woman quickly changed her expression, her eyes filled with love as she looked at Lin Youyu.

Liu Zhongze pretended not to see anything and continued watching the awards ceremony.

After the Progress Award comes the Newcomer Award, which is given to actors with potential and is considered the first appetizer of the gala.

This award was won by a Japanese actor, and most of the subsequent awards were won by Korean actors. In recent years, they have relied on Netflix, and every film they make has a huge budget, so it's hard for them not to win awards.

Moreover, the South Korean entertainment industry is more competitive than any other entertainment industry in Asia. It's the kind of industry that's fiercely competitive, and it certainly deserves to win awards.

However, most people in South Korea cannot live without cosmetic surgery. If they do not get injections for a period of time, their appearance will decline drastically.

"Hey Zhao, what are we waiting for here?"

One of the reasons Liu Zhongze came was to find Lin Youyu, the person involved, and get some answers. But right now, the kid is pretending to be stupid, and he has a high-ranking aunt protecting him, so it's basically impossible for him to do anything to him.

Now that he and Jenny Lin have basically broken off relations, he has basically achieved his goal of coming here. More importantly, he wants to free up more time to think about his relationship with Lin Luoying.

But after each escape, he still couldn't figure out how to face Lin Luoying.

Is this going further and further away what he wants?

He didn't know...

"Since we're already here, isn't this how all Chinese people are? Xu Zhen just gave something to the organizers. I wonder if we can get an award, even though our drama has a relatively limited audience."

Since Brother Zhao has said so, Liu Zhongze can only stay with him until the end.

Those who received awards stayed for a short while before leaving the party.

Before leaving, some actors who recognized Zhao Dekai would come up to greet him and express their hope to work together again in the future.

Some people hesitated about whether to come over, but eventually sighed and left, probably because they felt that Zhao Dekai wouldn't let them fight for it.

Zhao Dekai didn't care at all. He kept sharing his phone with Liu Zhongze, saying, "Look, this comment says that he and his girlfriend watched a movie at home with the air conditioning on at 30 degrees Celsius this afternoon, and they were both so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat."

Liu Zhongze looked over and found that the post included a photo of himself dressed as a scholar, but it was heavily pixelated. There were also warnings that it might be an AI and that it might be disturbing, advising passersby to be cautious when clicking on it.

Liu Zhongze smiled, finding the internet so much fun for the first time.

Zhao Dekai clicked on another comment, this time showing the faces of the five main characters, their expressions blurred with fear. The comment read: "It's been a long time since I've seen such genuinely terrified expressions. The acting of the leads in previous horror movies was just too poor."

The top comment was from someone named Guo Shanfeng, who wrote: "Acting? That's fucking genuine emotion!"

Zhao Dekai clicked on the person's profile picture again, showing his homepage to Liu Zhongze, and asked, "Doesn't this look familiar?"

"This must be Ah Feng, right?"

"Yeah, right." Zhao Dekai rarely showed a gloating look in his eyes. He said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a purely scary horror movie. You brought it to me, little brother. I have to thank you."

"These are minor matters."

Liu Zhongze suddenly saw several rapidly scrolling comments on the screen. Upon clicking on them, he discovered that someone was stirring up trouble.

"The scholar's military review is simply not a good show!"

"Isn't 'The Scholar Points to the Soldiers' an art film? It's not scary at all!"

"What best horror movie? I think it's just so-so."

Liu Zhongze said, "Brother Zhao, it seems like someone is trying to frame us."

Zhao Dekai frowned and clicked on the person's profile, only to find that the person had posted a long string of English words, which translated to:

"I went to the cinema today to watch the latest horror movie. I thought Chinese movies were just small-scale, but someone was so scared that they ended up in the hospital."

"After I got home, I felt like there was something extra in the house, and the terrifying crawling monster in my mind kept haunting me."

"In the chaos, I stepped on a building block and fell flat on my face. I even had to go to the hospital and get a cast. I absolutely hate this show and I must make everyone know how awful it is!"

Zhao Dekai grinned and said, "The more haters like this, the better. I didn't expect someone to turn the tables and lead us astray. We really have to thank him. If the box office exceeds 300 million yuan, I'll reimburse him for his plaster cast."

"Three hundred million?" Liu Zhongze was somewhat shocked; this was still based on Chou Yuan's calculations.

"Yes, with our momentum, it won't be difficult to reach 300 million dollars at the overseas box office. We've already reached 20 million in less than 24 hours."

Zhao Dekai, drawing on his years of box office experience, said, "If there are no setbacks, our final box office should be between 200 and 300 million yuan, which, in domestic terms, would be over 1 billion yuan."

In Liu Zhongze's memory, overseas box office results are more recognized internationally, which is why so many people went to Hollywood in the 80s.