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Chapter 394 The new phone is so much fun!
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Zhou Huimin tapped the phone screen with great interest, and the two little ones' happy smiling faces were captured on the phone.

Seeing Vivian Chow looking down at her photo album, the two little ones grinned and sidled up to her, jumping and begging her to show them the photos she had taken.

With a smile, Vivian Chow squatted down and waited for the two little ones to come closer. Then she started swiping through the photos with her fingers, looking at them one by one.

"This one isn't good. You two can take another one later while hugging the teddy bear."

"Mommy, I want to sit in the little car and take a picture." The little girl leaned her face against Zhou Huimin's shoulder.

"Mom, I want to take a picture standing at the bottom of the stairs," the little boy said, shaking Zhou Huimin's arm.

"Okay, everyone take pictures. Find a spot wherever you want to take pictures, and call me when you're done."

Hearing that Vivian Chow had agreed, the two little ones were overjoyed. Their eyes darted around as they started thinking about where they would look best for taking pictures.

Zhou Huimin continued scrolling through the photos in the album, but accidentally pressed exit, returning to the desktop. She frowned, recalling the operation He Daqi had taught her yesterday, but still couldn't remember how to open the album directly. Helpless, she had to use a clumsy method: she first opened the camera and took a random picture, then clicked on the album at the bottom.

After deleting the photos she had just taken, Vivian Chow continued to browse her photo album with great satisfaction.

The smartphone was quite a shock to her. When He Daqi explained its functions to her yesterday, she almost thought he was talking nonsense. It wasn't until she experienced it herself that she believed that technology had advanced to this extent.

Last night, she held up her smartphone and questioned He Daqi for a long time. Later, it was too late and He Daqi went to sleep. Zhou Huimin then fiddled with her phone until 3 a.m. She was so tired that she reluctantly put it down.

After waking up from my nap at noon, I didn't rush to eat lunch. Instead, I took the two little ones around the house taking pictures. We've been taking pictures for almost half an hour now.

"Mom, I've found a good spot! Come find me!"

"Mom, I'm hidden too, come find me!"

I was just seriously thinking about taking pictures, but the two kids suddenly started running all over the house and naturally began playing hide-and-seek.

Vivian Chow covered her mouth and chuckled, then loudly retorted in a mocking tone, "Then you'd better hide well!"

"I'm hidden well, Mom, come find me quickly!"

"Yes, yes, I hid it very well."

Chow Wai-man suppressed a laugh, followed the sound down the stairs and pulled her precious son out. Then, with her son's droopy little face, she slowly walked to the pile of toys.

"That's strange, where did Lele hide?"

Looking at her daughter's legs that weren't properly hidden, Zhou Huimin suppressed a laugh, covered her son's mouth, and loudly 'talked to herself'.

The little girl thought she was hiding very well. She didn't dare to breathe loudly, curled up behind the large doll, wanting to peek out but afraid of being discovered by Zhou Huimin. At this moment, she was having a fierce internal struggle.

"Where is it? Where is it? It's so hard to guess..."

At this moment, Zhou Huimin was also being mischievous, wandering around the doll, not seriously looking for anyone. She even peeked at her little girl through the doll, and the excited yet nervous expression on her daughter's face almost made her burst out laughing.

"Little sister, come out! Mom has been looking for you for a long time!"

The pouting of her beloved son exposed Zhou Huimin's wicked behavior. The little girl didn't believe it at first, but when she looked up with wide eyes, she met Zhou Huimin's ambiguous smile.

"Ah!!!" The little girl covered her face and ran out from behind the large doll, burying her head in Zhou Huimin's lap, whimpering and swaying her head back and forth against Zhou Huimin's body.

"Mom, you found us too fast! Dad doesn't play hide-and-seek like this. We have to call 'Dad' so many times before he finds us." The little boy looked dejected, clearly not enjoying the game at all this time.

Zhou Huimin chuckled. Just from her son's description, she could already picture He Daqi sitting leisurely on the sofa playing on his phone while pretending to be clueless and loudly responding to the two little ones.

"Then you can hide again, this time better. But you can only hide on the first floor, and you're not allowed to go outside."

Zhou Huimin pinched her baby son's little face and said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the two children immediately took off running. One ran into the couple's bedroom, and the other hid in the dining room.

"Mom, I'm hidden!"

"Mom, I'm hidden too!"

"Okay, I'll come find you right away!"

Zhou Huimin responded verbally, but then sat down on the sofa, happily picking up her smartphone and starting to study it. She tapped a few times, found He Daqi's name in her contacts, and dialed his number.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for Lao Zhang at the company. He had something come up this morning, so we changed our meeting time to the afternoon. What are you doing at home? Have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't eaten, but now that you mention it, I'm hungry. I'm playing hide-and-seek with the kids right now, hehehehe. Did you teach us the rule that we have to shout when we're hidden?"

"Hahahaha!" He Daqi guessed the scene as soon as he heard it, and he laughed so hard that his back teeth were showing as he sat in his office chair.

Zhou Huimin also lay on the sofa and laughed. After a while, she said, "Then hurry up and finish your work this afternoon and come back. You were too perfunctory in teaching me last night. I still don't quite understand this phone. Come back early and teach me how to operate it."

"Okay, hurry up and eat something. Don't keep thinking that you won't gain weight if you skip a meal. Irregular eating habits are bad for your stomach."

"I know, I know!"

Vivian Chow's tone was disdainful, but her eyes were full of smiles.

……

Half past two in the afternoon.

Third floor of Yonghui Qiming Building.

Zhang Yimou stepped out of the elevator with his hands behind his back. He nodded and smiled in response to the receptionist's greeting, and then walked towards the corridor leading to the management office.

When Zhang Yimou called He Daqi in the morning, He Daqi told him which office he was in, so Zhang Yimou had a clear goal. When he got to the door, he knocked, but there was no response. Zhang Yimou pursed his lips, pulled the doorknob to test it, and found that it wasn't locked. He then pushed the door open and went in.

He Daqi was leaning back in his office chair, snoring softly, and the sound of the door opening did not wake him.

"Cough! Cough!"

Zhang Yimou coughed heavily twice.

He Daqi's snoring stopped abruptly, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing Zhang Yimou standing in the office, he muttered, "You're here?" Then he took two tissues from the box on the table and wiped his eyes and mouth.

"Come on, take me to see it." Zhang Yimou didn't bother with pleasantries with He Daqi and went straight to the point.

"Ah."

He Daqi felt a little uncomfortable after sleeping with his head tilted back, so he got up, stretched, responded, and led the way out of the office.

Previously, people from Asia-Vietnam always said they could do their own special effects, but Zhang Yimou was busy preparing for the film crew, running to the Olympic Committee, and then starting filming, so he didn't have time to check on the technical skills of Asia-Vietnam's special effects team.

This time, I'm also preparing to slowly edit Painted Skin, which is why I had time to let He Daqi show me around.

To be honest, Zhang Yimou is a little skeptical of domestic special effects teams. As a filmmaker, he has been paying attention to this area for a long time.

Previously, there was only one team in China that could handle simple visuals, and this was already the only one that could be considered related to special effects. Asia-Pacific's special effects department was only established last year, which makes it seem unreliable.

So, the reason Zhang Yimou called He Daqi over was actually to advise him that if the special effects for Painted Skin weren't done well in the later stages, he should contact a foreign special effects team as soon as possible.

Regardless of the circumstances, Painted Skin was filmed by Zhang Yimou, and he was also credited as the director. So, if he had a choice, he would prefer the movie to be as perfect as possible.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Sister Sun, are you busy?"

Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang were both busy with their work, so they didn't notice He Daqi and Zhang Yimou's arrival until He Daqi greeted them, at which point the two quickly got up to greet them.

"Daqi, Director Zhang, you've arrived."

"Yes, senior brothers and sisters, show Director Zhang the special effects we did before. Director Zhang may not be confident about our technology. Please show him."

He Daqi was well aware of Zhang Yimou's purpose in inviting him over to meet and review the special effects department, so he didn't mince words and directly asked Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang to give him the essential information.

Zhang Yimou twitched the corner of his mouth, said nothing, and followed Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang to the computer for the demonstration.

"Director Zhang, these are the special effects we did for Stephen Chow's CJ7. Could you please give us some guidance?"

"Stephen Chow? His movie hasn't been released yet, has it?"

"Yes, it'll probably be released at the end of the year. But the special effects are already done. This is just a display of the special effects, not the movie plot, so it's fine to show it off," Zhou Ning explained with a smile.

While Zhang Yimou leaned over to look at the special effects, He Daqi found a chair, sat down, and took out his smartphone to start playing a game.

There aren't many of these things in mainland China yet, and most people haven't even heard of them, so Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang curiously gathered around.

"Daqi, is this a cell phone?" Zhou Ning asked.

"Correct."

"A mobile phone?! Doesn't this mobile phone have buttons?" Sun Fangfang was attracted by the design of this smartphone, examining it from top to bottom and marveling at it.

"There are no physical buttons, but there are virtual buttons. You can dial directly on the screen. You two go and keep Director Zhang company first. If you really like this phone, I'll try to get a batch as employee benefits this year."

Even after He Daqi chased them away, the two of them didn't leave. They were still smiling and asking all sorts of questions.

How much does this phone cost?

"4GB for $499, 8GB for $599."

"So cheap? That means the 8GB version is less than 5,000, around 4,500 or 4,600?" Sun Fangfang's eyes lit up when she heard this. She was quick at mental calculations and immediately calculated the exact price.

"I don't know! I don't know! You two get lost and stop bothering me while I'm playing the game." He Daqi's character had been shot, which made him a little exasperated.

He was too lazy to tell Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang that getting the phone back to China would require finding someone to flash the firmware. He got it done through Yan Jiu, who also downloaded a few games from the White Eagle Forum for him. However, his reward was that He Daqi had given Yan Jiu a whole box of sixteen phones for his help, but Yan Jiu only sent him thirteen back.

When Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang saw He Daqi starting to act cheeky, they immediately chuckled and returned to Zhang Yimou's side.

Old Zhang's mood was quite different from before. He had many questions about the technology, but he wasn't in a hurry to speak. Seeing Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang return, he asked other questions first: "Besides CJ7, what other movies have you done special effects for? Can you show them to us?"

“We’ve done plenty more. Come on, Director Zhang, put down the mouse, and I’ll find the others to play together.” Sun Fangfang said smugly as she leaned over to show Zhang Yimou other special effects.

As the only special effects team in China, and one whose technology surpasses that of foreign teams, Sun Fangfang and her team are truly making money effortlessly.

In the past, as a film and television production newbie who had only been out of school for a few years, I might have felt inferior to a big director like Zhang Yimou. But now it's different. Liu Ying or Wang Jinghua are the ones who help them get jobs. Every time they get a job, the other side has to beg them. After all, as long as Ya Yue gets a project, it means that the film can save tens of millions of yuan. Gradually, over time, the special effects department has become more and more proud.

I don't care if you're famous or not. Anyway, you're the one coming to me begging for projects, not the other way around. If you don't give me a smile, I won't serve you.

Zhang Yimou was quick to read, and now he was relentlessly questioning Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang, asking not only about the movie's special effects but also a lot of other questions.

An hour later, he returned to the office with He Daqi, looking preoccupied.

After waiting for ages without He Daqi bringing him a cup of tea, Zhang Yimou cursed him under his breath and asked, "Why do I feel like the technology here in Asia and Vietnam is even better than that abroad?"

Of course, this is something I painstakingly learned by running around the Bald Eagle's training space. I learned all the best techniques from various sources, and I even simulated the next few years. It would be strange if my technique wasn't good.

He Daqi muttered to himself for a while, but smiled and pretended to be dumbfounded, saying, "Really? Hahaha, I didn't expect it to get so serious by accident."

Zhang Yimou glanced at him sideways, muttering to himself, and was about to take out a cigarette to light it when He Daqi quickly waved his hand to stop him.

"Don't smoke here. Go outside to smoke. There's a smoking room."

"You don't have any tea?"

"Oh dear! It's my fault! It's my fault! What a mess this is!"

He Daqi immediately picked up the phone and called the logistics department. Not long after, the young assistant came in with a cup of tea and a bottle of chilled soda.

In fact, He Daqi just wanted to get rid of Zhang Yimou as soon as possible so he could go home to be with his wife and children. However, judging from Zhang Yimou's current demeanor, he clearly had something to say.

Zhang Yimou took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment with a stern face, then suddenly said, "I have an idea. In a couple of days, I'll invite the people from the Olympic Committee over and let them see Asia-Vietnam's technology."

"No, please don't! Don't cause me any trouble!"

"Is this a problem?"

"this is not?"

(End of this chapter)