Veteran Hong Kong stars reorganize the Chinese entertainment industry.

Wen Ziren is a renowned and accomplished director of Hollywood horror films.

Many people would give money to this genius horror director, so that their movies would be given the false title of producer or director of James Wan, and then horror movie fans would come in and pay for them.

It can be said that his name itself is a golden brand!

Although he is from Johor, he is Chinese. Like many Chinese immigrants to Johor, he does not consider himself superior. He is fundamentally different from people from Singapore.

Wearing a headset, Wen Ziren smiled slightly and said, "I never expected that coming to Singapore today would give me the honor of witnessing the birth of a monster-level actor. If I used special effects and gore to manipulate people's psychology, then this person has conquered the horror film genre with his acting skills!"

Wen Ziren gazed at Liu Zhongze with admiration. As an internationally renowned director of horror films, he naturally knew who the biggest contributor was. The reason he repeatedly asked Liu Zhongze to speak was entirely because he admired his talent.

"Warm...Warm Director?"

Wen Ziren wasn't familiar with Mandarin; being a Hollywood actor, his accent made his speech sound awkward. He said, "Dekai, I've seen your films before. You had some unique ideas at the beginning, but your later films became like an assembly line. You narrowed your own path. But today, you've won this art award entirely because of your excellent directing; you truly deserve it!"

Wen Ziren's words are much easier to talk to than those blonde, blue-eyed female hosts. If he says Liu Zhongze is good and Zhao Dekai is a good director, then it must be good, it must be very good. His words are an unquestionable authority!

Of all the so-called Asian superstars present, which one dared to question it? Which one had the right to question it?

One by one, the actors and directors stood up and clapped enthusiastically. Some people shouted something from below the stage, but no one could hear them because the party was too noisy at that moment.

Those who had left outside seemed to have received the news, as they rushed over one after another, like elderly people from a vegetable market who had never seen anything like it before.

Throughout Asia, apart from China and Korea, which country doesn't consider itself a dog of the Ugly Country?

This ideology is transmitted to every ordinary person through the state, especially to celebrities who represent the face of the country, who receive the most attention from the upper echelons.

Compared to the Hollywood talents, these top Asian actors, directors, and screenwriters are indeed considered country bumpkins.

If I were lucky enough to work with Wan Zi, I might just make a name for myself in Hollywood and, once I've established myself, become a Ugly American who breathes "free" air!

The madness of these people contrasts sharply with Liu Zhongze's calmness. His thoughts are the same as Zhou Xingxing's: our country has a profound cultural heritage, which is the source of our confidence. Why should we grovel before a rogue country with a two-hundred-year history?

"Your composure and confidence are just my type."

Like a senior colleague, Wen Ziren patted Liu Zhongze on the shoulder, as if offering his personal business card, and said on stage, "I really like you. I'd like to invite you to be the male lead in my next film. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

After thinking about it seriously, Liu Zhongze said, "I'm not very interested in horror films and television dramas anymore. I want to try more genres and broaden my acting career."

"Damn it! He dared to refuse Director Wen Ziren!" Lee Jong-suk gritted his teeth.

Ma Dong-seok's eyes were full of jealousy. He said, "Fine, good for you to refuse. Not everyone can go to Hollywood. Does he really think he's like me? He's just a Chinese man. He doesn't have that qualification."

Shun Oguri's eyes widened as he made a phone call to his assistant: "You said, Yanagi-san just came back from Japan? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Didn't you know him? It's too late now! Before, I could rely on my seniors in action dramas to guide him and pave the way for him, but now I can't do anything about it, you bastard!"

Takeru Satoh snorted coldly and said, "Why are you so agitated, Shun Oguri? Don't you know our Prime Minister has been at odds with China lately? You're trying to curry favor with a Chinese person?"

Shun Oguri replied, "Mind your own business."

To everyone present, the people of Wenzi were a walking treasure trove, and everyone wanted a piece of the pie.

Even Zhao Dekai couldn't hide his excitement.

"Thank you, Director Wen. I never expected that such a big Hollywood horror director like you would watch my film. It's truly an honor!"

Zhao Dekai looked much older than Wen Ziren, but he addressed everyone as "little brother" with genuine sincerity. He deeply admired capable people, which was why Liu Zhongze appreciated him.

Wen Ziren smiled, not caring about Liu Zhongze's performance at this moment. There aren't many actors in Hollywood who suit his taste. They really like tough guy types, and in recent years they've added a lot of political correctness factors, making him uncomfortable when filming.

"It's alright, Liu. Whenever you're available and want me to act, feel free to give me a call. After seeing your performance, I already have a preliminary idea. If we team up, we can dominate Hollywood!"

James Wan never makes empty promises; he achieved his goal right from the start and became a well-known Hollywood director.

He never needs to make empty promises to others; instead, others make empty promises to him.

Whether it's investors making empty promises to him to boost box office revenue, or actors making empty promises to him, constantly eyeing the roles in his movies.

"Okay, Director Wen, since this award is given to Director Zhao Dekai's studio, I hope you can put Director Zhao first."

Wen Ziren slapped his forehead, making his already messy hair look even more disheveled. He looked at the ignored Zhao Dekai and said, "Now I'm giving you the award. You won't mind that I'm not as famous as Takuya Kimura, will you?"

Zhao Dekai's excitement was palpable. So what if Takuya Kimura was an Asian idol? He was never the kind of person Zhao Dekai liked. His idol was this man in front of him, Wen Ziren, who possessed an extraordinary talent for horror films!

"Not at all, Director Wen. To me, you are my favorite idol. If my film could be even half as good as yours, I would sleep with a smile for the rest of my life."

Wen Ziren chuckled and said, "There's a chance, there's a chance."

He had an expression that said he knew this all too well; he'd probably heard it a thousand times over.

When Wen Ziren handed the trophy bearing the Best Art Award to Zhao Dekai, thunderous applause erupted from the crowd!

Those who want to cooperate with Wen Ziren will not run into trouble at this time.

Those who want to collaborate with up-and-coming directors and horror movie prodigies recognized by Wen Ziren will not make a fool of themselves at this time.

Everyone was watching Liu Zhongze, who was shining on the stage. Only Lin Youyu and Jenny Lin were frowning and looking at each other, while Tian Xiwei in the first row was already dumbfounded.