Huayu: Enjoy Yourself

Chapter 57 I think it's going to be very old?

Chen An's highly anticipated film, *My Sassy Girl*, hasn't been released yet; post-production has just been completed. 🐝👤 ❻❾Şн𝓊χ.匚σ𝓂 🎉🐟

Chen An's funds multiplied several times over. After filming "My Sassy Girl", he also bought a house.

The funds were running low, but once the box office revenue sharing was received, the funds would double.

We can now officially begin working towards our small goals.

Han Sanping also discovered that since he started working with Chen An, it seemed like he had met his lucky charm.

Since the last collaboration, "Run Lola Run," we've made more money than in the previous few years combined.

This doesn't even include the losses from before.

Losing money is common in the film industry; it's a high-risk investment. Fortunately, Beijing Film Studio is a state-owned enterprise, which helped it survive.

In previous years, the accounts were all showing a red, and despite being based in the capital, it was overshadowed by Xi'an Film Studio.

Of course, Xi'an Film Studio is still inferior to Xi'an Film Studio nationwide.

Chen An's Best Director award at Cannes is quite impressive, but he pales in comparison to Xi'an Film Studio.

It produced a large number of outstanding directors and actors, who could almost be considered the voice of the film and television industry in the past.

Incredibly brilliant, with two Berlin Golden Bears, one Golden Lion, and one Palme d'Or in his hands, these are already the three best awards in mainland China!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, there will be one more Golden Bear and one more Golden Lion.

Holding three Golden Bears, two Golden Lions, and one Golden Palm!

Most of those outstanding directors came from Xi'an Film Studio, which is why Han Sanping values ​​himself and the directors.

However, this was eventually delayed due to the subsequent licensing of private distribution and the gradual departure of directors.

Xi'an Film Studio, which was once incredibly glorious and could even represent a large part of the history of Chinese cinema, inevitably declined.

In fact, apart from the Beijing Film Studio, which was upgraded to China Film Group, most of them have declined.

In the face of changing times, everything seems insignificant.

In this industry, state-owned enterprises cannot defeat private enterprises and will eventually decline. However, the originally weak film industry has gradually grown stronger with the opening up of the market.

I've grown to a point I never dared to imagine!

"Brother Chen, I've finally gotten my revenge! For so many years, all the film studios in the country have been suffocated by Xi'an Film Studio. Finally, it's time for our Beijing Film Studio to hold our heads high!" Chen An didn't go home, but instead drove straight to the Beijing Film Studio. He saw Han Sanping looking quite excited.

Xi'an Film Studio is like a mountain, towering over all other film studios, unmoving and imposing.

After waiting for so long, he finally achieved this great victory, and Han Sanping was so excited that he gestured wildly as he spoke.

I am also extremely grateful for my initial choice to cooperate with Chen An.

First, he won the Golden Lion for Best Short Film at the Venice Film Festival, and then he won the first Best Director award for a Chinese-language film at Cannes!

It has also achieved successive box office successes and has even been exported overseas, breaking the record for the highest-grossing Chinese-language film. One film has brought the business of the past few years to profitability!

It's not just about his achievements in this position, but also about getting revenge!

There's nothing more satisfying than venting your anger at Xi'an Film Studio, which once dominated all other film studios!

For Han Sanping, nothing could be more exhilarating!

I wish I could fly to Xi'an Film Studio right now and have a chat with them.

"By the way, since you're already here, come to my house for dinner tonight. I'll have your sister-in-law cook something nice. Don't refuse."

"Okay, I'll drive you there then."

The other party was very happy, and Chen An didn't want to spoil his mood, so he agreed. Anyway, he would have to cook for himself when he got home, and he could get a free meal at his house.

While Han Sanping was in high spirits, he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly got up, walked to the cabinet next to the wall, rummaged through it, and took out a box with an antique-looking design.

When it was opened in front of Chen An, it turned out to be a box of cigars.

All I could see was a strip of paper around the cigar that said "COHIBA," which suggested it was quite expensive.

"Here, bro, have one. Someone gave it to me. They say it's from Cuba. Let's try it today." Han Sanping took out two cigarettes from the package and handed one to Chen An.

"You smoke this stuff too? I bought some in Cannes last time, but I don't really like it." Chen An took the cigar, examined it, and then smelled it, but didn't feel anything special.

Last time in Cannes, I felt dizzy after smoking for only a short while, even though I had already heard that you shouldn't inhale cigars.

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Chen Anquan gave the last three sticks from the box to Zhao Xiong, who seemed to enjoy smoking them.

Han Sanping skillfully handled the cigar in his hand: "It's alright. Someone gave me some and I learned to smoke it. It's much more refreshing than cigarettes."

Then it was lit and a huge plume of smoke was expelled.

Chen An followed his example, processed the food, lit it, and tasted it.

Hmm, I don't really feel anything, it just smells pretty good, but there's a lot of smoke.

If you add a whiskey and some ice, you could make a movie out of it.

"Have a good smoke here first, but don't smoke when you get to my brother's house. My daughter is home today," Han Sanping, like a demon in the smoke, suddenly reminded Chen An.

To be honest, this cigar is really big; even though Chen An was sitting right next to him, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

"Sure, but maybe we shouldn't smoke them. I feel like we're just smoking cured meat."

Chen An naturally knew about the other party's daughter; he had met her before, a little girl with a small head.

However, Chen An still couldn't get used to cigars; he would only use them to fill cups, but he didn't need to smoke them himself.

"Wait a minute, it's rare for you to take it out to draw, and you're unhappy that others can't draw it. But there are some things I still want to thank you for, brother, for letting me and the Beijing Film Studio have such a moment of pride."

"No, I should thank you for your support, brother. Who knows, if I went to Xi'an Film Studio, they might not even be willing to make this kind of movie."

Chen An didn't want to talk about these things with Han Sanping; it's pointless for men to talk about these things too much.

And that's really how Xi'an Film Studio is. Back then, they didn't even want to put their name on "A Chinese Odyssey," feeling they looked down on it.

I'm certain that my relationship with Han Sanping will be a long-term partnership, so there's no need to gossip about these things.

Next year will mark the beginning of the true era of the bandit leader Zuo Shan Diao.

Han Sanping didn't say anything more: "Alright, I won't say any more. After I've finished informing everyone and spreading the word, let's go to my house for dinner and have a good chat."

"So soon?" Chen An asked with a smile.

"Of course, they need to know as soon as possible. If only I know, it's like wearing fine clothes in the dark."

Han Sanping made no attempt to hide it and was eager to let other production companies know.

My film broke the record for Chinese-language films in the world's second-largest film market, but it wasn't much, only 37 billion yen, which is about 1.8 million RMB.

Oh, you didn't know? It's okay, I'll let you know tomorrow.

After saying that, he put the cigar in his hand, sat back down at his desk, and started making phone calls. All that hard work was so that his colleagues would know as soon as possible.

I know that Beijing Film Studio has made some small contributions to the Chinese film industry.

I broke a small record.

After smoking for a while, Chen An couldn't take it anymore and put the cigar back in the ashtray on the table.

I lay on the sofa to calm down, and only recovered after the other party finished their call and was done with their work.

He drove Han Sanping to his house.

The house was allocated to them and wasn't far from the Beijing Film Studio; it only took a short drive to get there.

The other party deliberately didn't use a key to open the door, but instead stood at the door and knocked on their own door.

When the little one opened the door and saw Han Sanping's beaming smile, Chen An realized that this man was definitely a doting father to his daughter.

"Uncle An~ Long time no see." The twelve-year-old boy opened the door and found that there were other people besides his father.

Chen An had met the other person before, and the other person seemed to enjoy the sweet potato peels he had given her previously.

"Call me 'brother,' not 'uncle.' Am I that old?"

After saying that, he even patted the other person's head.

"But it doesn't feel right for Dad to call you 'little brother' and for me to call you 'big brother'," the short-haired little boy said earnestly, opening his big eyes.

Han Sanping smiled indulgently and said, "It's okay, call me whatever you want." His usual fierce demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

Chen An nodded: "So call me brother from now on, and I'll bring you sweet potato peels next time."

Tempted by the sweet potato peel, the little one stopped arguing.

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