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Chapter 478: Happy travel for my wife

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 478: Happy Travel for Lady

In the second half of the year, the film market sounded the clarion call for the general offensive.

Xiuchundao and Wuji competed, scoring nearly 400 million yuan in box office,

Especially Xiu Chundao, a single movie, won 165 million yuan in box office, ranking first in China, setting a new film history record.

This achievement is a domestic filmmaker, and it is crazy to be jealous.

In July, the myth is updated, in the second half of the month, the seven swords go down to Tianshan is updated, and in August, the "Initial D" by Zhou Jielun is updated.

These people.

I saw it right, the movie viewing frenzy driven by the embroidered Chundao.

In terms of publicity, the seven swords down to Tianshan and the introductory text D are more or less suspected of being popular with Hanqiao.

Han Qiao learned that he gave his brother enough face: "Jay Chou's introductory text D, I know, how to say it, oh, it's good."

"Seven Swords Director Xu Ke, before the release of the film, I had exchanged views on this movie." Han Qiao said: "Xu Ke is a director I admire very much. In fact, I want to call him "Old Monster Xu". I really want to work with Director Xu once. I have thought about the movie, Longmen Flying Armor, and continue the story of Longmen Inn."

Not only that.

Major film companies have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, announcing the launch of new movie projects...

in.

Pangu Pictures' new movie: Daylight Fireworks.

Comedy: Heart is in full bloom.

Huayi and Pangu Pictures reached a strategic cooperation and released two films in 2006.

A movie: Li Bingbing, Huang Xiaoming, Zhou Xun, guest starring Han Qiao, director: Jiang Wei, Gao Qunshu.

Jiang Wei is a master of spy war dramas, lurking and disguised director. Gao Qunshu is good at crime themes and has a work under his belt: "Sun Honglei's story of buying watermelons", which is the sentence: "Boss, I'll ask, are you keeping this melon ripe?"

A movie "Night Banquet", Feng Pants are very well-behaved, give him a chance...

New scenes of the imperial capital, Zhang Yimou's work "The Golden Armor All Over the City", investment: 360 million yuan.

In terms of publicity, the lineup is invincible, Zhou Runhua, Han Qiao, Gong Li...

certainly.

It was just promotion. In 2006, Han Qiao was too busy and had no time to play. He recommended his good brother: "Jie Chou" to take over his role.

The sexy golden armor, stepping on the chrysanthemums that were defeated all over the ground, singing: "The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is injured, your butt..."

I can't bear to look at it!

In the newspaper, experts and scholars were very worried: "From the newly established movies, it is not difficult to see that next year's big productions, big investments, and large lineup movies, either Han Qiao invests or Han Qiao starring, or Han Qiao is indirectly controlled by Han Qiao. In the mainland film market, Pangu Pictures is the dominant one, and the future of Chinese movies is actually controlled by a 24-year-old boy. The movie is difficult!"

"Xu Ke said that Han Qiao was Emperor Wu of Han, and Old Monster Xu had a very accurate vision. Emperor Wu of Han was cunning and silent, so he unified the Chinese movie world."

"Hanqiao's embroidered spring sword in the industry has achieved remarkable results. His latest itinerary, fighting in Hollywood, films, and invincible Hanqiao, will America be unacceptable to the local conditions?"

“…………”

"If you don't adapt to the environment, you will definitely not."

Airport.

In July, the weather is hot, and the air conditioner temperature in the VIP guest room in the waiting hall is very low.

Han Qiao looked at the newspaper and felt a little pain in his waist, and sighed: "I only know how to hold the wall!"

Around me.

Expensive cat shit coffee, hot air, beautiful professional stewardess, perfect figure, legs together, squatting on the side, sweet voice, and eyelashes fluttering: "Mr. Han, isn't it a little cold? I'll go get the blanket, what do you think?"

"Fortunately, the temperature is quite right." Han Qiao closed the newspaper and looked at the flight attendant. He was really not a lustful person. He had liked science since he was a child. So, he said: "You usually squat like this, can you stand the legs?"

"It's okay." The flight attendant felt warm in his heart. Brother Han was too gentle and said a little pity: "If you can't stand it, you have to bear it. Just get used to it."

"I'm so lucky to be miserable." Han Qiao thought, "Is there an occupational disease? What's the name of Quzhang?"

"Varicocele." The flight attendant smiled, lowered her head, pulled stockings, and smiled: "We usually wear stockings, and stockings have an effect on improving varicocele."

"That's it." Han Qiao nodded in the new posture: "I didn't expect..."

Push the door open.

Yang Tianzhen leaned his head and shouted: "Brother Han, Ms. Chen is here, are you going to call her in?"

Diao Chan is here.

"Please come in." Han Qiao was stunned. When he said Diao Chan, he was not sleepy. He said sorry, "I have something small, you see?"

"Mr. Han." The flight attendant mustered up the courage and his eyelashes fluttered: "Can you sign? My favorite Li Yingqi!"

"No problem." Han Qiao took out the brush and the ink was casual.

Mainly pen.

"Sign here." The flight attendant took off his scarf and Han Qiao signed it seriously: "Give it to Xiaoshu, love life and please yourself!"

"Thank you, Brother Han."

The flight attendant happily accepted the signature, which was a private collection.

possible.

Her monthly salary is not as valuable as a silk scarf!

"Little Bridge."

A gentle female voice came from the door. Just listening to the sound makes you feel like you are bathing in a hot spring.

It's numb and my heart is like a cat's scratch.

Diao Chan wore a peony cheongsam. Her makeup was light, but she couldn't stop the bright and noble Chinese ladies' temperament. Her eyebrows were light, giving people a faint feeling of classical sorrowful beauty.

especially.

She has a child and is round and smooth. After all, she is a good family and has a dignified bun.

A little haggard.

Even with the eyeshadow and the dark circles under the sockets, it can be seen that Diao Chan felt distressed, so she naturally complained: "Xiaoqiao, you are so successful now, and your sister doesn't recognize you~"

"Could it be?"

"Is that gentleman who said he admires his sister disappearing in just a few months?"

Han Qiao likes Diao Chan to speak.

Big and small beads fell on the jade plate, especially now she has something to ask for him, her voice subconsciously has the charm of her daughter.

Ups and downs.

Han Qiao didn't speak, and glanced at him, Diao Chan was like a blooming peony flower.

The bard, the thief, is transplanted into his own small water tank.

Han Qiao didn't speak.

Diao Chan is a bit unnatural. Now, Han Qiao is different from the past, and the status gap is in her past.

This oppression.

Diao Chan only experienced it when she was young, but she didn't expect that she was coquettish: "Mr. Han, if you don't welcome me, I'll leave."

Said.

Turning around, she was about to leave, her pace was steady, and she walked very slowly, but unfortunately, Han Qiao didn't make a sound.

Get to the door soon.

Diao Chan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the person who came was not kind. Han Qiao didn't seem to want to fall easily.

But.

Thinking of Brother Chen Kai crying on his knees, Diao Chan feels anxious.

At this time.

In my ears, it was like the sound of heaven, and it came from outside the sky: "Sister, why are you here? I didn't sleep well last night. I just dozed off. Sister, you won't blame me, right?"

The next moment.

Diao Chan's eyes turned black and her firm body crushed over. Her eyes were panicked and her fingers tightly wrapped around her bag.

Entertainment circle.

Dirty, dirty, Diao Chan is not surprised, Han Qiao is not a saint, or even, he is not a good person.

A smile was placed on the corner of his mouth, and he was coquettish: "Of course..."

The voice suddenly interrupted, Diao Chan's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Han Qiao, he...he...he...

With two fingers lifting her chin, Diao Chan was uncontrollably, she raised her head, and her lips slightly opened...

I can't imagine anything...

Han Qiao is so bold!

She didn't hide anything at all. As soon as she came up, she was domineeringly condescendingly and stared at her with her eyes.

The next moment.

Diao Chan's throat cooled, and Han Qiao's hand, like cold iron, solidified on the lateral artery of her neck.

A domineering and light force pressed down the major artery.

Suffocating.

Diao Chan's eyes widened, leaving only Han Qiao's eyes, high heels, and foot pads.

This...

In fact, if you don’t suffocate, it’s just that you lack oxygen. The brain has a psychedelic illusion because of lack of oxygen.

One second...

Two seconds...

Diao Chan's eyes widened, and she could hear the beating of her heart, and those eyes were getting closer and closer.

The next moment.

Her throat loosened, her nose spread out and she breathed suddenly. In her ears, Han Qiao's voice was cold: "Diao Chan, what do you want?"

"I……"

Han Qiao was too domineering, and Diao Chan recalled that since she came in, she was destined to have no choice.

No……

She had a choice, turned around and left, but Diao Chan looked up, and in her eyes, Han Qiao's eyes were cold, and she was stiff and said with difficulty: "Little... Master Han, there are many places in the bard who offended you, I apologize to you on his behalf. You don't remember the villain's faults, so don't have the same knowledge as us."

Han Qiao looked down with a high look, staring at her eyes, and smiled with a smile on her lips: "Apologize?"

"Diao Chan, it's him who wants to apologize. What are you going to apologize?" Han Qiao said: "Tell me, what do you want? I like fair transactions the most."

Lower your head.

His eyes stared: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I..." Diao Chan had no room for anything, and Han Qiao gave her a warning.

She could only obey that suffocating illusion: "Master Han, I hope you can let the bard go."

"good."

"What?" Diao Chan suspected that she had heard it wrong. It was so simple. Han Qiao was now in her heart, and she was a demon.

demon.

She was so kind, she asked urgently: "Master Han, you didn't lie to me, have you?"

"No."

Han Qiao shrugged: "I never lie."

He returned to the sofa, sat on the sofa with his butt, tapped his fingers on his knees, and smiled with a smile: "Madam, then, what price can you pay?"

"I'll agree first."

Han Qiao shrugged, regardless of Diao Chan: "I don't need money, I don't need people, I don't want to thank you in a false way."

"so?"

"Madam, you don't want Mr. Chen to make movies in this life, right?" Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips, just like a lion playing with prey: "So, madam, what price can you pay?"

"Mr. Han."

Han Qiao's posture made Diao Chan feel angry. She was not stupid for so many years.

She had seen countless people. She stared at Han Qiao with a needle hidden in her soft face and complained coquettishly: "Master Han, can it be that my body, the decayed willow who gave birth to two children, is also interested in..."

Paused.

Han Qiao didn't say anything, she continued: "Han Han is young and rich, handsome and talented. He doesn't have any kind of girl he wants, so why bother me, a woman."

“Besides.”

"Mr. Han met me several times and I felt that I was a gentleman." Diao Chan thought carefully and said a heavy voice: "Mr. Han, I admire you very much. I think your fans, family and friends are all the same as me. Why should Mr. Han say something that violates his identity?"

"Madam, do you think?"

"Am I giving you multiple-choice questions?" Han Qiao said coldly: "I'm wrong, this is a fill-in-the-blank question."

"Whatever you want, you have to pay the price." Han Qiao shrugged: "I don't like this price."

"Natural." Han Qiao shouted, and for a moment, the door was pushed open, and Yang Tianzhen brought in with a few women: "Brother Han."

Han Qiao stood up and sorted out her clothes: "Naughty, my thing is gone."

"good."

After Han Qiao went out, Diao Chan was much tougher and scolded: "What do you want to do?"

"Ms. Chen." Yang Tianzhen assisted the evil in abusive manner, and his eyes signaled: "Brother Han's thing is gone. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Ms. Chen offended him."

Several women rushed forward.

In just a few minutes.

Yang Tianzhen looked at the recorder and shrugged: "Ms. Chen, Brother Han has found something, so I'll give it to you soon."

After saying that.

The recorder was thrown under your feet, slammed it into pieces, and then wrapped it tightly with paper.

When going out.

Yang Tianzhen turned around and said, "Ms. Chen, the most important thing in trading is fairness. You have violated the principle of trading."

"Bang."

The door closed, and the lounge, Diao Chan's body became weak and she collapsed on the ground, failing.

Her plan to threaten Han Qiao failed.

Han Qiao is too treacherous, and there is no room for emotional consultation at all. In his eyes, this is just a transaction.

At this time.

The phone was buzzing, Diao Chan looked at the phone with her eyes subconsciously, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she felt bored.

The ringtone rang stubbornly.

Diao Chan answered, the phone was answered, and the man's anxious voice was anxious: "Diao Chan, what's going on, what did Han Qiao say?"

Diao Chan felt aggrieved in her heart, her eyes were slightly red, her voice was soft, and she was aggrieved: "Husband."

"Han Qiao agreed not." The man didn't hear it, or, he heard it, but he didn't care and urged: "Wife, you know, this matter is too important to me. I can't stop making movies, Han Qiao, you..."

"Husband!" Diao Chan said angrily, "Do you know what Han Qiao is going to do?"

"Is it?"

"Movies are important to you, but I am not important to you?" Diao Chan's eyes and tears fell across her cheeks: "Husband, I don't want this. We won't make movies anymore. We have enough money. I don't want glory and wealth. I don't want any great director's wife. Husband, let's live a good life and raise our two sons..."

Diao Chan begged: "Husband, is that okay? Let's live a dull life, okay..."

On the phone.

The voice was silent, the heavy breathing sound was like a broken blower. For a while, the man's voice was low: "Wife, no, I can't."

"Wife, I have never asked you."

"We have been married for so many years, and I have never felt wronged."

"Wife, I can't, I really can't. Movies are my life."

"Wife, think about their two sons, their current lives, wife, please help..."

"Dududududu..." Diao Chan hung up the phone decisively and sat on the ground. Even so, her mind kept echoing: "Help me, help me..."

Soul-hunting and seeking life.

Tears were like beads, constantly dripping, and the hot tears seemed to burn her heart a big hole.

Those ones.

The happiness and joy of the past, laughter and joy, were all swallowed up in the black hole.

at last.

Her heart was empty, her lips were pale, her eyes were out of focus, and she murmured: "Okay, I'll help you, you are my husband, I'm all for you, for this family, if I don't save you, who will save you?"

…………

Airport.

Han Qiao was about to board the plane, Diao Chan, he didn't care. At this time, Yang Tianzhen hung up the phone and said, "Brother Han, Ms. Chen, I want to go to America with you."

"Yes." Han Qiao nodded, turned his head and asked, "Natural, do you think I'm a bad person?"

Yang Tianzhen was stunned.

to be honest.

She really despises Han Qiao. She can't stand many things, it's too dirty!

But.

Han Qiao is very good. He silently donated money to support the school. He has always treated his subordinates the best.

He cares about the people around him.

He does not bully any ordinary person.

Such a person.

Bad guys, good guys...

Yang Tianzhen's voice was firm and she smiled: "Brother Han, I never thought of being a good person."

Very good answer.

Han Qiao nodded, his voice firmly, and said, "Naughty, we don't be bad people, and we don't be good people. Today, I'll tell you a truth."

Han Qiao said: "Life is short, enjoy it in time."

No one is innocent.

Brother Chen Kai denounced him: "Bloody, violence, Han Qiao is just garbage." When he says such words, he must be mentally prepared...

Pay the price!

As for Diao Chan, the damn girl, Brother Chen Kai asked her to come, what's wrong with Han Qiao!

Thinking.

Han Qiao felt sad and sighed: "I am wrong, but I am too kind."

Condemn yourself, a lustful person, bah!

In just a few minutes.

Diao Chan took a plane with her footsteps. This time, she looked pale, like a machine, sitting next to Han Qiao, with a stiff voice: "Take whatever you want, just take it."

"Very good." Han Qiao nodded, smiled with a smile on his lips, and attached to Diao Chan's ears.

"Han Qiao, you..." Diao Chan's eyes widened and she was so embarrassed and angry: "What are you treating me? Han Qiao, you are so disgusting!"

"It seems you're not ready."

The two looked at each other, Diao Chan looked angry, and her cheeks looked like a rose red.

There was a lot of shame and anger in her eyes. After a while, she clenched her lips: "Okay."

After saying that.

She walked straight to the bathroom. After a few minutes, she staggered and carried a black plastic bag. She didn't walk smoothly. She was afraid that someone would find it. When she returned to her seat, she couldn't wait and said quickly: "Hello, give me a blanket."

Putting on the blanket, her face calmed slightly, she turned her head and said in a panic: "For you."

Black plastic bag stuffed into Han Qiao's arms.

Han Qiao shrugged and was about to open it. In his ear, Diao Chan suddenly shouted: "What are you doing? Don't... don't open it."

Han Qiao didn't say anything, did whatever he wanted, opened the plastic bag, and was very satisfied: "Ms. Chen, this one matches your temperament."

One sentence.

Diao Chan's cheeks were blushed all over her, and she said in a angrily manner: "Mr. Han, you are really..."

The next moment.

She widened her eyes, pressed her blanket with her hands: "Han Qiao, what are you doing, there are so many people here."

"I'm cold." Han Qiao pulled the blanket, and the two covered a blanket, with their legs together, and under the blanket, it was warm. Han Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Go to sleep."

"You..." Diao Chan felt extremely awkward, but Han Qiao was very honest. Her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

This is.

Except for her husband, the second one, Diao Chan was stiff and bit her lips tightly, without saying a word.

soon.

The plane was pitch black and cut through the clouds.

……………………

America, Los Angeles.

In the northwest, a forest near the cliff is dotted in the wilderness at dusk.

autumn.

The leaves were slightly yellow, and there was an American-style villa on the set, and the staff were busy and busy. Wen Ziren sat in front of the monitor.

This is him.

The second movie in life, but he calmly said: "Crysral, don't have to be so hideous, fear doesn't have to be displayed, mainly eyes..."

In the lens.

Liu Yifei was embarrassed. She really couldn't do it. Wen Ziren said: "Expression scene, her facial features have their own ideas and fly around."

Adjusted the status.

At this time.

A Chinese man ran in: "Wen, Mr. Han is here."

"Han is here." Wen Ziren couldn't sit still and complained: "Han, you're so unemployed, Shet."

spiritualism.

In March, I said I was going to start the computer. In May, I finally started the computer. Hanqiao people were on the far west coast.

And need it.

When he was directing him to film in a remote control, Wan Ziren wanted to scold his mother, but with Han Qiao's many thoughts, Wan Ziren was convinced: "Han, the master of American horror films."

real.

Wen Ziren thinks that Han Qiao is his enhanced version. Otherwise, the two of them will not be able to do so together!

The movie Conjuring.

Wen Ziren took the photo and only had two words: "Smooth", which is the essence of the "horror movie" that he was struggling to pursue.

Wen Ziren took a few steps and simply trotted all the way, finally sprinting for a hundred meters.

Arrive outside the villa.

Next to Han Qiao, a classical oriental cheongsam beauty was followed. Wen Ziren couldn't even look at it, so she spread her arms and shouted: "Han, you are finally here. My God, look at how much surprise it has given me."

"Oh, my old guy."

Han Qiao spread his arms, hugged him, and patted Wen Ziren's butt: "Wen, is it so good to shoot the movie?"

"It's so cool."

Slapping the butt, American tradition, Wan Ziren just joked about Han Qiao, so he deliberately translated the tune, and he thought, frowning: "Han, you really gave me a big trouble. Your apprentice, Liu, is so stupid."

"Hmm?" Han Qiao looked puzzled.

"Liu, she can't have expressions." Wan Ziren said in pain: "It's too painful to direct her filming. I'm not afraid of saying that Han, Liu, she doesn't know how to perform at all."

"Wen." Han Qiao said: "Liu, she is a vase, and her delicate performance is too difficult for her and you."

"That's right." Wan Ziren turned his head. Liu Yifei had no role in the role and did not delay anything. He said excitedly: "Han, you are here, let's discuss the elements of horror movies."

The two of them were armed and shoulder to shoulder.

Behind.

Diao Chan's face was surprised. She had been to Hollywood before, but these Americans.

Not looking at people directly.

She thought that Han Qiao was just a hype in the news, but maybe it was a margin.

Unexpectedly.

It seems that Han Qiao is the main creator, and he is even the core of this movie.

July in America.

At the edge of the cliff, the sea breeze blew the branches and made a clamor. She lifted her hair and observed her eyes.

It can be seen.

The trees around you are all newly planted, and American staff are busy.

"Han."

With a surprise scream, Diao Chan looked over and immediately looked despised.

The American woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, tall figure and white dress, like a nipples returning to her nest, rushed into Han Qiao's arms without being ashamed, touched Han Qiao's cheek, and the woman murmured: "Han, you are finally here."

"Miss Scarlett."

Foreigners, they had information, and Han Qiao's chest was stuffy. The next moment, he quickly let go and opened his arms: "Wife, I don't recognize my husband anymore."

"Ph." Li Xiaoran said, "I know now that I call my wife. When I go back, Diao Chan has been kidnapped."

Han Qiao didn't lie to her: "I'm just having fun."

"You." Li Xiaoran angrily said: "There is not enough fun at home, so I have to play outside."

The two talked.

Without avoiding Diao Chan, Diao Chan was angry and humiliated. Could she be a toy?

Han Qiao ignored her.

after all.

In front of his wife, Han Qiao was very restrained and tried not to give his closest people ugly.

"Miss Little Ran, how is the company?"

"It's not bad." Li Xiaoran hugged Han Qiao's arm. However, she and the child's property were very concerned, with her eyebrows frowned, and said ugly: "Honey, the Americans are too bad, they are simply robbers. I'm really afraid that we can't gain a foothold here."

"If you can't get stuck, let's go back." Han Qiao said: "Isn't this still there? If you don't like it, just travel. I'll see, I'll lose weight."

"How good I lose weight." Li Xiaoran felt warm in her heart. There was Han Qiao, who was just a little woman with admiration: "Honey, it depends on you. You must give these foreigners some color."

Hanqiao is here.

The crew still attaches great importance to it. Of course, Wan Ziren attaches great importance to it, but it may not be necessary for the rest of the crew.

They don't know Han Qiao.

I only knew that Han Qiao was the boss. When he saw a group of people, several foreigners, his eyes were greedy and he smiled evilly: "Tom, that Chinese man, the woman is really good, that waist, that legs..."

"Chinese woman." Beside him, the bearded man, his voice buzzed: "It's just Lang, those girls in Huaxia City don't have money."

"Ha ha ha ha."

With a few unrestrained laughter, a female staff member spat: "That Chinese is his person. Damn it, it's not professional at all. This Chinese, this time, don't direct and film."

"Film."

"What movies do Chinese people know?" said the man: "This is Ermirek, American movies, Chinese people know nothing..."

“…………”

"Wen, is this?" Han Qiao looked at him, and he was not stupid, and said, "It seems that the crew members are not in a high mood!"

"Han." Wen Ziren said: "They don't know your strength. I think you will conquer them!"

"Conquer." Han Qiao shrugged: "No, I want to crush them."

conquer.

That is against the enemy, such a small slut, that is, ant, conquer a slut, Han Qiao will be crazy.

This kind of garbage.

He didn't look at it at all, and just stepped on it, crushed it, and broke it into slag.

"Han." Wen Ziren was not surprised: "You are the one who is the least like the Chinese among all Chinese people I have ever met."

"The ritual of our ancestors." Han Qiao said: "I never believe in this in a foreign country, I believe in this."

With two fingers poked, Wen Ziren nodded: "Authentic saying."

money.

This world is the only pass!

(End of this chapter)