Chinese entertainment director: I can wholesale Best Actress awards.

Lu Chen shook hands with Wang Chengtian, saying, "I'm able to stand on the Cannes Film Festival stage this time thanks to Mr. Wang's support."

"Director Lu, what I did was insignificant." Wang Chengtian waved his hand. "It's all thanks to you, Director Lu, and the actors as well."

He was pondering it to himself.

This time, they've allocated three million to support Lu Chen.

This is a huge favor.

Guangxian Media should have an opportunity to get involved in Lu Chen's next film.

Her debut film won the Palme d'Or and reached the peak of her popularity in the country.

The next project will definitely be a huge hit.

Winning the Palme d'Or proves Lu Chen's outstanding ability and guarantees the quality of the film.

Wang Chengtian is so confident that Guangxian Media can enter the game again next time because he still has one more card to play.

Liu Yi.

Artists signed by the company.

With her there, things are even more stable.

"Uncle, Mr. Wang, please take a seat." Lu Chen offered the head seat to his uncle.

Han Sanping sat down and waved for everyone to take their seats.

The smile never left his face.

This time, Xiao Chen really brought honor to himself and the Chinese film industry.

"Third Master," Yu Feihong greeted him, then continued to keep her head down.

Those scenes from last night.

It kept replaying in my mind.

It caused the body to react in the slightest way.

If we weren't in a restaurant, I would have wanted to keep both hands on my body.

Last night's experience was truly an indescribable, wonderful feeling.

Han Sanping looked at Lu Chen beside him and asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Yu?"

His emotions were clearly off.

She became the first Cannes Film Festival Best Actress winner.

This shouldn't be the state of mind.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well," Lu Chen explained awkwardly.

I really don't understand.

They clearly had a relationship.

Fei Hong, however, seemed to distance herself from him.

Did I really not sleep well?

Han Sanping didn't pay much attention, picked up his wine glass, and said, "Xiao Chen, congratulations. From now on, you are the second winner of the Palme d'Or in the Chinese film industry and the youngest record holder."

"Thank you, Uncle, and thank you for guiding me on the path to becoming a director." Lu Chen clinked glasses with his and then drank it all in one gulp.

Han Sanping raised his glass and looked at everyone, expressing their gratitude for Xiao Chen's support.

"Third Master, we should be thanking Director Lu. If it weren't for Director Lu, we wouldn't be standing on the stage of the Cannes Film Festival." Fu Dalong and Li Mingqi quickly raised their glasses.

Liu Yan, who had just picked up her wine glass, noticed that Fei Hong was in a daze and gently nudged her to remind her.

"Everyone, please eat your food and don't be shy." Han Sanping told everyone to relax, and then whispered to Lu Chen, "Xiao Chen, Wang Chengtian came here this time to discuss the domestic release of the movie with you."

Wang Chengtian was the first.

They didn't care at all about the domestic release of "Shoplifters".

After Shoplifters was shortlisted for the main competition at Cannes.

A sudden change of attitude.

Arrangements were made for the film's release.

The plan is to release "Shoplifters" after the Cannes Film Festival, taking advantage of the Palme d'Or buzz to achieve better box office results.

"Director Lu," Wang Chengtian said, "I mean, I hope you can come forward and participate in the roadshow activities arranged by our Guangxian Media to promote the film, increase its popularity, and attract more audiences to watch 'Shoplifters' in theaters."

This means that my efforts weren't in vain.

Wang Chengtian prepared benefits.

Five percent of the total box office.

This was also because she wanted to have more interaction with Lu Chen and get along well with him.

"That's no problem. As for the kickback, no need. You were very supportive of me back then, Mr. Wang, so I should return the favor." Lu Chen waved his hand.

"Director Lu, we're friends, but business is business. How can I let you do your work for free?" Wang Chengtian said, indicating that it was necessary, otherwise he would feel embarrassed.

"Xiao Chen, let's do as President Wang says," Han Sanping said at this moment.

Lu Chen nodded.

"Director Lu, let me toast you." Wang Chengtian filled the glass with wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then joked, "Director Lu, if you can't drink anymore, you can ask Liu Yan to drink it for you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yan blushed slightly, thinking that President Wang should know about her relationship with Director Lu.

"Mr. Wang, as long as it's just the two of us drinking, I will never find someone to drink on my behalf. I must keep you company." Lu Chen affirmed Mr. Wang's status in his eyes.

"Xiao Chen," Han Sanping asked softly after drinking for a while, "Do you have any plans for your next movie?"

"Got it."

"Is the script written yet? Yes, it is. Let me see it later." Han Sanping remembered the amazement he felt when he read the script for "Shoplifters" a few months ago.

I'd like to see the script for Xiaochen's next movie.

"Uncle, I don't have time to create yet. I'll create it when I get back to China." Lu Chen has been in Cannes attending the premieres of the nominated films and hasn't had much free time.

"No rush, no rush," Han Sanping said earnestly. "Xiao Chen, you won the Palme d'Or with your debut film. In China, only director Zhang Yingmou has had this experience. Zhang Yingmou worked as a cinematographer for many films before winning the Golden Bear for his debut film. You could say your starting point is higher, but a higher starting point means greater pressure. Don't rush into your next film. Be steady and don't let it be a flash in the pan."

Lu Chen listened attentively to his uncle's teachings.

After saying a few more words, Han Sanping said, "I'll tell you about these things later. Let's have a good time today, and we'll go see the producer from EMI Pictures tomorrow."

Lu Chen nodded and started chatting with Sister Fei Hong, but found that Sister Fei Hong was intentionally avoiding him. He had a bad idea and deliberately pressed his leg under the table against Sister Fei Hong's leg.

Yu Feihong immediately raised her head, her face showing panic.

Their eyes met.

Lu Chen winked provocatively, and the table legs became even bolder.

Yu Feihong's face flushed visibly, and her body trembled slightly. This was mainly because Xiao Chen's legs were very restless, and coupled with what happened last night, she was even more sensitive to physical contact with Xiao Chen. "I'm going to the restroom first."

All they could do was flee in a panic.

Otherwise, Lu Chen might do something outrageous in public.

Lu Chen got up and walked towards the restroom.

Last night, Sister Fei Hong got drunk and was incredibly unrestrained, even taking off her clothes. But afterwards, she was indifferent. As a man, I can't tolerate that.

You'd think you hadn't done things right.

……

Four Seasons Hotel

Yu Feihong returned to her hotel room.

Close the door.

He leaned against the door.

Her cheeks were rosy.

Thinking back to when Xiao Chen brazenly barged into the restroom earlier.

They're incredibly audacious.

That's the restroom.

I almost did something bad in the bathroom.

Now, facing Xiao Chen's magical hands, they are becoming increasingly powerless to resist.

Even now, my body still feels a bit like I'm reliving the sensations from just now.

Her hands involuntarily went to her body, and she imagined them to be Xiao Chen's magical hands, but the effect was noticeably different.

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell rang.

Yu Feihong straightened her messy clothes and hair, and saw Xiao Chen through the peephole in the door.

First stunned.

The door opened immediately the next second.

She threw herself into Xiao Chen's arms and started kissing him passionately.

She even took Xiao Chen's big hand.

Lu Chen wondered, is this the same Sister Hong who was in the hotel restroom just now—the one who seemed to be feigning reluctance?

That's way too proactive.

They were all being led by Sister Fei Hong, and her hands were being directed by her.

At this moment, Yu Feihong no longer wanted to suppress her inner thoughts and wanted to experience the feeling from last night again.

"Sister Fei Hong, the door isn't closed yet." Lu Chen wanted to close the door, but as soon as he let go, Sister Fei Hong pulled it back, insisting that he leave it there, otherwise she wouldn't listen.

The images nowadays are not suitable for children.

The door is not closed.

How can that be?

I had no choice but to hook my hind leg and close the door.