I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 493 2005
On the first day of the new year, Liu Jin and Alizee slept until noon.

I went wild all night last night, and when I got home I was completely exhausted and had no energy to do anything naughty.

Liu Jin held Alizee in his arms and slept until noon.

The phone rang, waking him up, but it wasn't his phone; it was Alizee's cell phone ringing.

"Ali, the phone!"

He patted Alizee's bottom, got off the bed, and groggily walked into the bathroom.

Just then, the phone rang again.

"Liu Jin, your phone."

"Who?"

"I didn't know, so I just labeled it 'Old Jiang'."

"I see!"

Liu Jin shook himself twice, came out of the bathroom, and picked up his phone.

"Director Jiang, Happy New Year!"

"Brother, please forgive me. We agreed to go and support you yesterday, but Ichiro wasn't feeling well in the afternoon, so I took her to the hospital. We didn't get back until midnight."

I was planning to apologize to you, hoping I hadn't bothered you.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jin's dissatisfaction immediately dissipated.

Previously, when Lao Jiang asked him for tickets, he even had someone deliver them to him.

As it turned out, it didn't appear last night!

Although Liu Jin didn't say it, he was definitely unhappy inside.

But my daughter is sick... That's only natural, so what's there to complain about?

"Not bad, just got up to pee... How's Ichiro? What's going on?"

"It's nothing serious, just a minor ailment. I'm all better now and sleeping at home."

After saying that, Jiang Wen hesitated for a moment and said, "So, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together, it's on me."

"Okay, time and place."

"I'll text you in a bit."

"it is good!"

Liu Jin hung up the phone.

He and Jiang Wen didn't stand on ceremony; once things were cleared up, that was enough.

However, Jiang Wen inviting him to dinner... Liu Jin felt that it couldn't be that simple. He guessed that this guy had something to discuss with him.

If it were anyone else, even the Imperial Advisor, Liu Jin might not care.

But Lao Jiang...

Good temper!
He's a real man.

Although his films are obscure and difficult to understand, he is domineering and his life is quite chaotic.

But among all the people in Beijing's elite circles, if we're talking about who's most worth befriending, it has to be Jiang Zemin. Liu Jin doesn't think much of the others.

He yawned and went into the bedroom.

Alizee was already up and groggily walked into the bathroom.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"Six pounds, I'm not eating anymore... Marissa just called me, I have to go out right away."

I guess he won't be back for dinner tonight!

"Have you been out socializing?"

It wasn't really a social engagement; I had arranged it with Ms. Holly last night..."

"Then you pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, I'll come straight back after dinner."

As Alizee spoke, she came out of the bathroom, rubbed her slightly messy short hair, and asked, "And you, who are you meeting?"

"Old Jiang, you've met him before."

"That Chinese director, I know him."

……

It has to be said that Jiang Zemin is quite famous in France.

I once made the comment at a film festival that "film critics' comments on films are like eunuchs commenting on ZA".

It is said that Jacob, the chairman of the Cannes Film Festival organizing committee two years ago, invited Jiang Wen to serve as a jury member after hearing his words.

As a result, "Dogville," which was a huge hit at the film festival two years ago, was ultimately rejected because of Jiang Zemin's attitude.

It's like this: the movie is really, really good, but I just don't like it.

In short, there was quite a bit of controversy at the Cannes Film Festival two years ago.

Unfortunately, Lau Chun was preparing to film "The Hangover" in America the year before last, so he didn't go to join the fun.

Otherwise, he would definitely go and see what was going on.

Lunch was simple: I called the pizza shop downstairs and they delivered the pizza.

After finishing her meal, Alizee quickly washed up and dressed before leaving in a hurry.

Liu Jin lay in bed for a while longer, then called Lao Zhang again.

Old Zhang has plans for tonight!

His former agent, Ms. Florence Chan, arrived in Paris, and he, Anita Mui, and Maggie were to host her.

Before leaving, he invited Liu Jin over, but Liu Jin politely declined.

Chan Suk-fan is very influential in Hong Kong.

But Liu Jin isn't in the entertainment industry, so there's no need for him to get to know Liu Jin.

If he hadn't made plans with Jiang Wen, he might have gone to join in the fun. But since he had a date with Old Jiang, he naturally had to prioritize Old Jiang's wishes.

Leslie Cheung had no objection to this.

Liu Jin left home around 5:00 AM.

His Z8 was taken by Alizee, so he had no choice but to call a taxi.

But this year it's New Year's Day, so the roads are a bit congested.

It took a full hour to get to the place Lao Jiang had mentioned, and by then it was already late.

This is a Chinese restaurant, located in a somewhat out-of-the-way area, but it has quite a few customers.

Liu Jin gave Sandrine's name, and the waiter led him to the table.

Old Jiang, we've arrived.

"What's wrong? Not happy?"

Liu Jin took off his coat and handed it to the waiter before sitting down opposite Lao Jiang.

He picked up a croissant from the table, broke off a piece and popped it into his mouth, then looked at Jiang Wen, who had a worried expression, and asked...

"It's over between Sandrine and me!"

"what?"

"Actually, it should have ended a long time ago. She was in France, and I was in China. We could only see each other a few times a year. Even the deepest feelings would fade."

"You're kidding me!" Liu Jin poured himself a glass of water and took a sip.

"The sooner you break it off, the better. You can't have one person in the country and then have someone here watching over you all the time."

To be honest, Sandrine has been quite kind; she didn't make a scene with you or go back to her country to cause you trouble. She's already given you a lot of face.

"I know!"

Jiang Wen raised his head and said with a wry smile, "So I think I'm a complete jerk."

"Men, they just made a mistake, a mistake that all men make."

Be nicer to Sister Zhou from now on; she's been unfairly branded a mistress. Be nicer to Sandrine too, and don't forget Ichiro.

"Of course, that's my daughter."

"You know everything, so why are you pretending to be so affectionate?"
We men aren't the kind of people who are deeply sentimental.

"You're trying to persuade me, but what about yourself? Not to mention Alizee, there's also Eva Green on America's side."

Was that TV host from yesterday also having an affair?
You're two-timing me, with several other options to back you up, and you have the nerve to criticize me?

"What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Liu Jin smiled and said, "Life is short, so seize the day."

Ali, Eva, and Melissa… they all know what kind of person I am. If they ever want to leave, I'll prepare a generous gift for them; if they don't want to leave, then we'll stay together.”

"How generous is the gift?"

"It's so thick, so very thick!"

Jiang Wen couldn't help but laugh.

"You're shameless."

"Each each other!"

At this moment, the waiter brought over the food and drinks.

The two of them sat in the corner, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

"There's not much good wine here, but when we get to the capital, I'll treat you to Moutai."

"I don't like Moutai at all. If I had to drink something, I'd rather have Niulanshan."

"Niulanshan? That's for women."

"Pah! I was just saying that Red Star is made with pure alcohol."

The two spoke without any restraint.

Jiang Wen's mood gradually improved.

Just then, Liu Jin's phone rang.

I glanced down and saw it was Mr. An, so I answered the phone.

"Amos, how about we have dinner together tonight? Xiaoli and Xixi are leaving tomorrow, so let them express their gratitude in person."

"Leaving tomorrow? Why the rush?"
I'm having a drink with Lao Jiang over here, why don't you come over?

Jiang Wen!

That guy stood me up yesterday, and I'm yelling at him right now.

An Kang hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Liu Jin then sent him the address, and then clinked glasses with Jiang Wen.

"It's time to lift the ban this year."

"Ok!"

"Do you have a plan?"

"Got it, will start filming in May."

What movie?

"It's based on the novel 'Velvet.' Do you know what 'Velvet' is?"

"The velvet I know is definitely different from the velvet you're talking about."

“Brother, you’re a real man.” Jiang Wen, slightly tipsy, said with a sidelong glance, “But I have to say something to you today. You’ve forgotten your roots. You’re always writing those foreign devils’ books. Why don’t you write some Chinese novels?”

"Is writing Chinese novels lucrative?"

"Let me tell you, a person can't just be thinking about money while living."

"How can you do what you love if you don't have money? I'm not like you. When you make films, someone else pays for them. If I want to make something I like, I have to invest my own money."

"That's not how it works. If you want to make a film, there are plenty of people willing to work with you."

"Who?"

"Forehead……"

"Besides, if I let others invest money in the bidding for something, is it still my thing?"

Jiang Wen remained silent!

Liu Jin smiled and clinked glasses with him.

The novel "Velvet" that Jiang Wen mentioned is a novel by Suzhou female writer Ye Mi.

However, after being adapted into a film, it was renamed "The Sun Also Rises".

But to be honest, Liu Jin didn't like the movie.

Perhaps it's because it's too superficial, but I always felt that there were too many metaphors in it, and too much of Jiang Wen's own personal opinion mixed in.

To describe it using a Chinese idiom: "Highbrow art is appreciated by few."

That stuff isn't for ordinary people.

It has a great reputation and a good word-of-mouth, but it has not been recognized by the market.

Many later literary and entertainment novels highly praised this film, but Liu Jin watched it three times and still couldn't truly get into it.

I'm just an ordinary person; I can't understand it, and I don't want to understand it.

It didn't have as wide an audience as "Let the Bullets Fly," the film that followed Jiang Zemin.

As it turns out, it's not that he can't make works that the public enjoys, but he just doesn't want to tell a good story.

Simply put: This guy makes movies to show off!
That's normal; kids from those compounds often think they're superior.

It was an arrogance hidden in his blood. Even though Lao Jiang usually behaved normally, his arrogance was still evident in his works at all times.

It can't be changed!

Liu Jin knew this very well.

In fact, he was arrogant at heart.

Although not from a prestigious compound in the capital, they were still children from local compounds, so they always had a strange sense of superiority.

……

About half an hour later, An Kang arrived with Liu Xiaoli and Tianxian.

"Old Jiang, Old An's daughter, if you have any resources in the future, remember to give her some help."

Jiang Wen looked at Tian Xian, who seemed a little flustered and nervous.

His gaze suddenly softened considerably.

"Is this the girl you were talking about before?"

"Yes!"

Liu Jin pointed to Mr. An, "The First Secretary of DSG in France, he's always been very kind to me."

"Have you gone to school yet?"

Jiang Wen ignored Liu Jin and suddenly looked at Tianxian and asked.

"I'm in class, Beijing Film Academy."

"The Beijing Film Academy... can you really learn anything good there?"

Liu Jin tapped Jiang Wen with his chopsticks, "Personal grudges, don't bring them up."

Jiang Wen turned to look at Liu Jin, "You knew too?"

"Nonsense, every man in the capital knows about your affair."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wen couldn't help but chuckle.

He applied to the Beijing Film Academy first, but was rejected because his appearance did not meet the requirements.

After that, he went to the Central Academy of Drama.

He still can't forget this incident.

What films have you made?

The fairy said timidly, "There's also The Story of a Noble Family, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and Chinese Paladin. They're currently filming The Return of the Condor Heroes."

Do you have time to attend class?

"what?"

Liu Xiaoli tried to explain, but Mr. An pinched her, so she shut her mouth.

"I've been busy filming, but I actually want to go back to school."

"That's fine then. Four TV series should be enough. If you don't work on improving your acting skills, you won't be able to get good roles in the future. After this series ends, take a year of classes and don't spend all your time on set. You won't learn anything good that way."

"Ok!"

In front of Jiang Wen, Tianxian looked like a little quail.

Her aura was too powerful; it was simply beyond what a little girl like her could handle.

Seeing her like this, Liu Jin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Who could have imagined that the stunningly beautiful woman of the future would look like this now?

Tianxian raised her head, glared fiercely at Liu Jin, then bared her teeth at him with an expression that said, "If you laugh again, I'll bite you."

……

(End of this chapter)