Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 170 Golden Eagle Festival Opening

On October 27, Fu Yibai gave the film crew a three-day holiday.

He boarded a plane to Changsha with three women.

As evening fell, the plane pierced through the clouds, and outside the window were the myriad lights of Changsha.

Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair, while Fan Binbin, who was next to him, had fallen asleep with his head resting on Fu Yibai's shoulder and his breathing even.

Hu Jing and Liu Yan in the front row were chatting quietly, with occasional soft laughter coming from between them.

As the plane landed, Fan Binbin stirred and opened her eyes.

"arrive?"

"Um."

Fan Binbin sat up straight, rubbed his eyes, and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed early tonight."

Fu Yibai didn't say anything, but raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

When the four of them came out through the VIP passage, there were already people waiting at the exit.

Staff members from Hunan TV held up welcome signs and wore professional smiles.

"Director Fu, the car is ready. This way, please."

Staff led the way, and the group exited the terminal building, where two black minivans were parked on the side of the road.

Fan Binbin pulled Fu Yibai into the first car, and Hu Jing and Liu Yan followed.

The car drove into the city and stopped in front of a hotel.

The hotel was arranged by Hunan TV; it's a five-star hotel, and the Golden Eagle Awards banner has already been put up at the entrance.

The staff helped me complete the check-in process and handed me the room key.

"Director Fu, this is your suite, on the 18th floor."

The ladies' rooms are on the sixteenth floor.

Fu Yibai took the room key and walked towards the elevator.

18th floor, 1808.

Fu Yibai swiped open the door. The room was large, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offered a view of Changsha's night scene.

He put down his suitcase, sat on the sofa for a while, and then his phone vibrated.

It's news from Tang Yan.

"Have you arrived in Changsha yet?"

"Just arrived."

"I'm in Changsha too! I'm coming to find you!"

"Don't come, it's not safe. Go home and talk about it."

Although this hotel is very high-end, we are in a special period now, and it is inevitable that some people will leave small things in their rooms.

Fu Yibai not only didn't let the women come over, but also specifically reminded them not to wear too little clothing in the room.

This kind of chaos in the hotel industry was most rampant in the early 2000s.

Especially with the upcoming Golden Eagle Awards, stars from all over the country will gather in Changsha.

Even five-star hotels cannot guarantee absolute safety.

June 28th, 10 PM.

Multifunctional hall on the first floor of the main building of Hunan Broadcasting Center.

The entrance was already crowded with people.

Reporters with their cameras and microphones were on, and guests walked in in twos and threes, with flashes going off constantly.

Hu Jing and Liu Yan walked onto the red carpet first.

Although Liu Yan has not officially debuted yet, Fu Yibai is already intentionally trying to get her in the media spotlight.

The moment Fu Yibai got out of the car, the shutter clicked loudly.

Fan Binbin, his female companion, followed on his left, wearing a long black dress and exquisite makeup.

"Director Fu! Look this way!"

"Ms. Fan Binbin!"

Fu Yibai didn't even turn his head, and walked straight into the hall.

The multi-functional hall was already mostly full.

The first row was reserved for leaders and company executives. The name cards on the desks were printed with names: Leaders from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, Director of Hunan TV, Han Shanping from China Film Group, Wang Zhongjun from Huayi Brothers Media, Wang Changtian from Fiber Optics, Fu Yibai from Chenxi…

Fu Yibai found his seat in the first row, next to Han Shanping.

Han Shanping was already sitting there, but when he saw him coming, he stood up.

"Yi Bai, you're here."

"President Han."

The two shook hands, and Fu Yibai sat down in the chair.

Han Shanping turned to the side and lowered his voice.

How much did "Your Name" gross?

"It just broke 400 million yesterday."

Han Shanping nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"By the way, Yibai."

Wu Baige put forward a project called "Red Cliff".

Big production, with China Film Group as the main investor, are you interested?

"I'll take you with me."

"Red Cliff? How much investment was involved?"

Fu Yibai frowned upon hearing this.

"8500 million US dollars."

"You still have 10% of the investment share left. If you think that's too little, China Film Group can give you another 5%."

Fu Yibai pondered for a moment.

He recalled that although the film received poor reviews and was criticized by audiences for its lack of historical knowledge, it was undeniably a box office success.

Because it was released globally, it grossed over one billion RMB at the overseas box office.

In addition, there are more than 500 million domestically.

Overall, it is profitable.

However, the film's profit margin was not high, and its reputation was mediocre.

He wasn't sure if, under the influence of the dawn, this "Red Cliff" could still achieve the same box office success in today's market.

But since Han Shanping offered his help out of goodwill, and he had already refused "The Promise" last time, it would be quite disrespectful of him to refuse again this time.

"Then Dawn invested 10% of its shares."

China Film Group doesn't need to contribute another 5%.

10% is more than enough.

"Haha, okay."

"Arrange for someone to come to China Film Group to sign the contract in a few days."

Han Shanping patted Fu Yibai with satisfaction.

People then entered the venue one after another.

Wang Zhongjun passed by him from behind, stopped, and extended his hand.

"Director Fu, you're here."

"Mr. Wang."

The two shook hands and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Wang Changtian and Cai Yinong, along with other partners, also came over to say hello.

The back row gradually filled with people.

Fu Yibai turned his head to the side, his gaze sweeping over the rows behind him.

The second row consists of A-list celebrities and some veteran actors.

Zeng Li and Fan Binbin sat together with Zhang Ziyi, Li Binbin and other female stars, and the air around them was thick with tension.

Fu Yibai glanced at it once and immediately looked at the third row.

Tang Yan sat in the middle of the third row, wearing a light pink dress, her hair up, revealing her slender neck.

When she saw him turn around, her eyes crinkled into a smile, and she waved to him.

Beside him stood Qin Lan, dressed in a light purple dress, dignified and elegant. When she met his gaze, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Yang Mi was also there, sitting next to Qin Lan, and winked at him.

Looking to the side, Chenxi's Gao Lu, Wang Ou, Yang Rong, Li Dabai, and Yan Danchen were all in a row.

The sisters sat together whispering, and when they saw Fu Yibai looking over, they all smiled and greeted him.

Liu Yifei is in the center of the third row, wearing a white tulle dress, looking like a little princess.

She was looking at him, and the moment their eyes met, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head.

Although Jing Tian is a newcomer, she was still arranged by the organizers to sit in the third row, right next to Liu Yifei.

Seeing Fu Yibai looking over, the girl waved happily.

Seeing this, Liu Yifei pouted in dissatisfaction.

Fu Yibai withdrew his gaze, turned back, and began chatting with the several CEOs beside him.