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Chapter 478 Wife's Happy Travel

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

Xiuchundao and Wuji duel, cut nearly 4 million box office,

Especially Xiuchundao, a single film, earned 1.65 million at the box office, No. [-] in China, setting a record in film history.

For this achievement, domestic filmmakers are mad with jealousy.

In July, Shinhwa was uploaded, in the second half of the month, Seven Swords went down to Tianshan, and in August, Zhou Jielun's "Initial D" was uploaded.

these people.

They are all spot on, the movie-watching frenzy driven by Xiuchun Dao.

In terms of publicity, the Seven Swords Under the Tianshan Mountains and the initial D are more or less suspected of rubbing Hanqiao's popularity.

When Han Qiao learned about it, he gave Brother Zu some face: "I know Jay Chou's initial D, how should I say it, ouch, it's not bad."

"Director Xu Ke of Seven Swords, before the roll call, I had a conversation about this movie." Han Qiao said: "Xu Ke is a director I admire very much. In fact, I would like to call him "Old Freak Xu" , I really want to cooperate with Director Xu once, I have already thought about the movie, Dragon Gate Flying Armor, to continue the story of Dragon Inn."

Not only that.

Major film companies have sprung up like mushrooms, announcing the approval of new film projects...

among them.

Pangu Pictures' new film: Fireworks in the Day.

Comedy: Elated.

Huayi and Pangu Pictures reached a strategic cooperation. In 2006, two films were released.

A rumor: Li Bingbing, Huang Xiaoming, Zhou Xun starred, Han Qiao cameo, director: Jiang Wei, Gao Qunshu.

Jiang Wei is a master of spy war dramas, director of lurkers and pretenders, Gao Qunshu is good at crime themes, and has a work under his banner: "The Story of Sun Honglei Buying Watermelon", which is the sentence: "Boss, let me ask, you melon, save me!" familiar!"

A movie "Night Banquet", Feng Pants is very good, give him a chance...

The new picture of the imperial capital, Zhang Yimou's work "Full City with Golden Armor", investment: 3.6 million.

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

of course.

It's just publicity. In 2006, Han Qiao was too busy to act, so he recommended his good brother "Jay Chou" to take over his role.

The flamboyant golden armor stepped on the chrysanthemums that had failed miserably all over the ground, and sang: "The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is bruised, your ass..."

Can not bear to look!

In the newspaper, experts and scholars are very worried: "From the newly approved films, it is not difficult to see that next year's big production, big investment, and big lineup movies will either be funded by Han Qiao, or starred in by Han Qiao, or directly managed by Han Qiao. , In the film market in the mainland, Pangu Films is the only one, and the future of China's films is actually controlled by a 24-year-old boy. Films are difficult!"

"Xu Ke said that Han Qiao is Emperor Han Wu, and Mr. Xu's vision is still very accurate. Emperor Han Wu is cunning and cunning, and he dominates the Chinese film world without making a sound."

"Han Qiao's Xiu Chun Dao in the industry has achieved outstanding results. His latest itinerary, the battle in Hollywood, the movie Conjuring the Soul, the invincible Han Qiao, will the United States be unacceptable?"

"........."

"If the water and soil are not acclimatized, then it will definitely not."

airport.

In July, the weather is hot in the imperial capital, and the air-conditioning temperature in the VIP boxes in the waiting hall is very low.

Han Qiao read the newspaper, feeling a little backache, and said with emotion: "I can only support the wall!"

By the side.

Expensive cat poop coffee, hot air, a beautiful flight attendant in a professional skirt, with a perfect figure, legs close together, squatting sideways, with a sweet voice and fluttering eyelashes: "Mr. Han, is it a bit cold, I'm going to get a blanket What do you think?"

"Fortunately, the temperature is quite suitable." Han Qiao put away the newspaper and looked at the stewardess. He is really not a womanizer, but he likes science since he was a child. No, he said: "You usually squat like this, and your legs hurt. Got it?"

"It's okay." The stewardess felt warm in her heart. Brother Han was too gentle, and said with some self-pity: "If you can't bear it, you have to bear it. Just get used to it."

"It's too bad." Han Qiao wondered, "Is there an occupational disease? What is it called varicose disease?"

"Varcose veins." The stewardess smiled, lowered her head, and pulled the stockings, smiling happily: "We usually wear stockings, and stockings can improve varicose veins."

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

The door is pushed open.

Yang Tianzhen poked his head and called, "Brother Han, Ms. Chen is here, do you want to ask her to come in?"

Diao Chan is here.

"Ask her to come in." Han Qiao was stunned. Speaking of Diao Chan, he didn't feel sleepy anymore. He apologized and said, "I have something small, look?"

"Mr. Han." The stewardess mustered up her courage, her eyelashes fluttering: "Can I sign it? I like your Li Yingqi the most!"

"No problem." Han Qiao took out the brush and used the ink freely.

Mainly pens.

"Sign here." The stewardess took off the silk scarf, and Han Qiao signed seriously: "For Xiaoshu, love life, please yourself!"

"Thank you Brother Han."

The flight attendant happily accepted the autograph, this is a private collection.

may.

Her monthly salary is not as high as the value of a silk scarf!

"Little bridge."

At the door, there was a gentle female voice. Just listening to the voice, one felt like soaking in a hot spring.

Crisp and numb, my heart feels like a cat scratching.

Diao Chan wore a peony cheongsam, her makeup was light, but she couldn't stop the bright and noble temperament of a Chinese lady, her willow eyebrows were lightly hooked, giving people a faint taste of a classic sad beauty.

especially.

After giving birth to a child, her figure is round and smooth, she is a good family after all, and her hair is combed in a dignified bun.

Some haggard.

Even with the eye shadow and the dark circles under the eyes, it can be seen that Diao Chan is suffering in her heart, she naturally complains: "Xiao Qiao, you are doing well now, my sister doesn't even recognize her~"

"Maybe."

"That modest gentleman, the young man who said he admired his sister, disappeared in just a few months?"

Han Qiao likes Diao Chan's talk.

Big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate, especially now that she is asking for him, her voice subconsciously has the charm of a daughter.

Cadence.

Han Qiao didn't speak, but squinted his eyes, Diao Chan was just like a peony in full bloom.

The bard, the thief, such a peony, transplanted into his own small water tank.

Han Qiao didn't speak.

Diao Chan was a little unnatural. Now, Han Qiao is not what it used to be, and there is a gap in status.

this oppression.

Diao Chan only experienced it personally when she was young, but unexpectedly, she said coquettishly: "Mr. Han, if you don't welcome me, I'll just go."

talking.

Turning around, she was about to leave, her steps were slow, she walked very slowly, but unfortunately, Han Qiao didn't make a sound.

Come to the door quickly.

Diao Chan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, the visitor was not kind, Han Qiao didn't seem to want to let go of this grievance easily.

but.

Thinking of Chen Kai crying on her knees, Diao Chan felt restless.

At this time.

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

next moment.

Diao Chan's eyes darkened, her firm body crushed her, her eyes flustered, her fingers tightly wrapped around the bag.

Entertainment.

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

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said coquettishly, "Of course..."

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

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

With two fingers, she lifted her chin, Diao Chan was uncontrollable, she raised her head, her lips parted slightly...

I can't think of anything...

Han Qiao is so bold!

He didn't hide at all, as soon as he came up, he looked down domineeringly and stared at her.

next moment.

Diao Chan's throat felt cold, and one of Han Qiao's hands froze on the side artery of her neck like ice-cold molten iron.

A domineering yet gentle force pressed the aorta.

Suffocated.

Diao Chan's eyes widened, leaving only Han Qiao's eyes, high heels, and padded feet.

This kind of...

In fact, it is not suffocation, it is lack of oxygen. Because of the lack of oxygen, the brain has a psychedelic illusion.

one second...

two seconds...

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

next moment.

Her throat loosened, her nasal passages opened, and she breathed suddenly. In her ear, Han Qiao's voice was indifferent: "Diaochan, what do you want?"

"I……"

Han Qiao was too domineering, and, Diao Chan recalled, since he came in, he was doomed, and he had no choice.

Do not……

She had a choice, turn around, and leave, but Diao Chan raised her head, Han Qiao's eyes were cold, her body was stiff, and she said with difficulty: "Little... Master Han, the bard has offended you in many ways, and I will apologize to you on his behalf , You adults don’t remember villains, don’t be as knowledgeable as us.”

Han Qiao was condescending, staring at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Apologize?"

"Diao Chan, it's him who needs to make amends. What are you to make amends for?" Han Qiao said, "Tell me, what do you want? As a person, I like fair deals the most."

Bow down.

Gaze: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I..." Diao Chan was completely out of control, and Han Qiao gave her a blow.

That illusion of suffocation, now, she can only obey: "Master Han, I hope you can let the bard go."

"it is good."

"What?" Diao Chan suspected that she had heard it wrong. It's so simple, Han Qiao is now, in her heart, a devil.

demon.

Being so kind, she asked urgently, "Master Han, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"No."

Han Qiao shrugged: "I never lie."

He returned to the sofa, sat down on the sofa, tapped his fingers on his knees, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Madam, then, what price can you pay?"

"Let me say yes first."

Han Qiao ignored Diao Chan and shrugged: "I'm not short of money, I'm not short of people, I don't want false thanks."

"so?"

"Madam, you don't want Mr. Chen to be able to make movies in his life, right?" Han Qiao smiled like a lion playing with its prey: "So, ma'am, what price can you pay?"

"Master Han."

Han Qiao's attitude made Diao Chan increasingly angry. She is not stupid, after so many years.

She has seen countless times before. She stared at Han Qiao with a needle in her eyes, and complained coquettishly: "Master Han, could it be that my body, which has given birth to two children, is also interested in me..."

Paused.

Han Qiao didn't speak, she continued: "Master Han is young and rich, handsome and talented, what kind of girl do you want, why bother me as a woman."

"Besides."

"Master Han met me a few times, and I feel that they are all gentlemen." Diao Chan considered it carefully, and said in a serious voice: "Master Han, I admire you very much, I think, your fans, family, and friends are all like me. , Why did Mr. Han say something that violated his identity?"

"Ma'am, what do you think?"

"Am I giving you a multiple-choice question?" Han Qiao said indifferently, "Wrong, this is a fill-in-the-blank question."

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

"Naive." Han Qiao called out. After a while, the door opened, and Yang Tianzhen came in with a few women: "Brother Han."

Han Qiao stood up and tidied up his clothes: "Innocent, my things are missing."

"it is good."

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

"Ms. Chen." Yang Tianzhen helped the tyrant, and his eyes signaled: "Brother Han's things are missing, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding, so, Ms. Chen, offended."

Several women rushed forward.

In a few minutes.

Yang Tianzhen looked at the recorder and shrugged his shoulders: "Ms. Chen, I found Brother Han's things, so I will give them away soon."

Done.

The recorder was thrown under the feet, crushed by one foot, and then the recorder was wrapped tightly with paper.

when going out.

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

"boom."

The door closed, and in the lounge, Diao Chan's body went limp, and she slumped on the ground, failing.

Her plan to blackmail Han Qiao failed.

Han Qiao is too treacherous, and there is no room for human negotiation. In his eyes, this is just a transaction.

At this time.

The phone buzzed, and Diao Chan looked at the phone subconsciously, her brows were furrowed, and she felt depressed.

The bell rang stubbornly.

Diao Chan answered, the phone was connected, and the man's anxious and anxious voice said, "Diao Chan, what's up, what did Han Qiao say."

Diao Chan felt aggrieved from the bottom of her heart, her eyes were reddish, and her voice was soft, she called out with grievance, "Husband."

"Did Han Qiao agree?" The man didn't hear it, or he heard it, but he didn't care, and urged: "Honey, you know, this matter is too important to me, I have to make a movie, Han At the bridge, you..."

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

"Could it be."

"Movies are important to you, but I'm not important to you?" Diao Chan's eyes, tears running down her cheeks: "Hubby, I don't want to be like this, we don't make movies anymore, okay, we have enough money, I don't want to be rich, I don't want a big boss, madam, husband, let's live a good life and bring up our two sons..."

Diao Chan pleaded: "Honey, okay? Let's live a normal life, okay..."

on the phone.

The voice was silent, heavy panting, like a broken blower, half a sound, the man's voice was low: "wife, no, I can't."

"Honey, I didn't ask you."

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

"Honey, I can't, I really can't, movies are my life."

"Wife, think about the two sons, their current life, wife, help..."

"Beep beep beep..." Diao Chan hung up the phone resolutely, and Wei sat on the ground. Even so, her mind kept echoing: "Help me, help me..."

Desperate.

The tears were like beads, dripping continuously, and the hot tears seemed to be able to burn a big hole in her heart.

Those ones.

The happiness, laughter, and all of the past were 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 will help you, you are my husband, I am 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 didn't care. At this moment, 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, "Naive, do you think I'm a bad person?"

Yang Tianzhen was startled.

to be frank.

She really despises Han Qiao, she can't see through many things, it's so dirty!

but.

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

He cares about those around him.

He doesn't bully any ordinary person.

This kind of people.

bad guy, good guy...

With a firm voice, Yang Tianzhen smiled, "Brother Han, I never thought about being a good person."

Pretty good answer.

Han Qiao nodded, with a firm voice, and said, "Naive, we don't want to be bad people, and we don't want to be good people either. Today, I'll tell you a truth."

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

No one is innocent.

Brother Chen Kai scolded him: "Blood, violence, Han Qiao is trash", when he said such words, he had to be mentally prepared...

Pay the price!

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

thinking.

Han Qiao was very sad, and said with emotion: "My fault is that I am too kind."

Condemn yourself, a womanizer, bah!
In a few minutes.

Diao Chan walked slowly and got on the plane. This time, her face was as pale as a machine, and she sat beside Han Qiao with a stiff voice: "Whatever you want, just take it."

"Very good." Han Qiao nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, attached to Diao Chan's ear.

"Han Qiao, you..." Diao Chan's eyes widened, and she said angrily, "What do you think of me, Han Qiao, you are so disgusting!"

"Looks like you're not ready."

The two looked at each other, Diao Chan's eyes were angry, and her cheeks were as red as rose.

Her eyes were full of shame and anger, for a while, she bit her lips tightly: "Okay."

Done.

She went straight to the toilet. Within a few minutes, she staggered and carried a black plastic bag. She couldn't walk smoothly. She was afraid that someone would find out. When she got back to her seat, she almost couldn't wait, and hurriedly said, "Hi, give me a blanket. "

Putting on the blanket, her face softened slightly, she turned her head and said in a panic, "Here you are."

The black plastic bag was stuffed into Han Qiao's arms.

Han Qiao shrugged and was about to open it, when Diao Chan called out to his ear, "What are you doing, don't...don't open it."

Han Qiao didn't speak, just went his own way, opened the plastic bag, and was very satisfied: "Ms. Chen, this suits your temperament very well."

In a word.

Diao Chan's cheeks were instantly blushed, and she said angrily, "Mr. Han, you are really..."

next moment.

Her eyes widened, and she pressed the blanket with both hands: "Han Qiao, what are you doing, there are so many people here."

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

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

This is.

Except for her own husband, the second one, Diao Chan's body was stiff, she bit her lip tightly, and said nothing.

soon.

The plane was pitch black, cutting through the clouds.

………………

America, Los Angeles.

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

autumn.

The leaves are yellowish, an American-style large villa, the studio, the staff are busy, Wen Ziren is sitting in front of the monitor.

This is him.

The second movie in his life, but he took it easy and said calmly: "Crysral, don't have such a ferocious expression, fear doesn't have to be shown by expression, the main thing is the eyes..."

In the lens.

Liu Yifei is embarrassed, she really doesn't know how, Wen Ziren said: "The expression scene, her facial features have their own ideas, flying around."

Adjusted the status.

At this time.

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

"Han is here." Wen Ziren suddenly couldn't sit still, and complained: "Han, you are so unprofessional, Xie Te."

spiritualism.

In March, it was said that it was going to start up. In May, it finally started up. Hanqiao people are in the far west coast.

Still want.

Wen Ziren wanted to scold his mother for directing him to film with the remote control, but following Han Qiao's many ideas, Wen Ziren was convinced: "Han, the master of American horror films."

Really.

Wen Ziren felt that Han Qiao was an enhanced version of himself, otherwise, it was impossible for the two of them to be so compatible!

The Conjuring this movie.

There are only two words in Wen Ziren's filming: "Smooth", this is the essence of the "horror movie" that I am looking for.

Wen Ziren took a few steps, then simply trotted all the way, and finally, sprinted for [-] meters.

Arrived outside the villa.

Beside Han Qiao was a beautiful woman in a classic oriental cheongsam. Wen Ziren could not even look at her, spread his arms and shouted, "Han, you are finally here, my God, look what a surprise you have given me."

"Oh, my old buddy."

Han Qiao stretched out his arms, hugged him, and patted Wen Ziren's buttocks: "Wen, did you enjoy the movie?"

"Excellent."

Butt-slapping, American tradition, Wen Ziren just made fun of Han Qiao, so he deliberately translated the accent, he thought, frowning: "Han, you are really giving me a big trouble, your apprentice, Liu, is too stupid."

"Huh?" Han Qiao looked puzzled.

"Liu, she can't have expressions." Wen Ziren said painfully: "Directing her to film is too painful. Don't be afraid to say, Han, Liu, she doesn't understand acting 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." Wen Ziren turned his head, Liu Yifei didn't play much, so he didn't delay anything, he said excitedly: "Han, you're here, let's discuss the elements of horror movies."

The two crossed their shoulders.

Behind.

Diao Chan's face was stunned. It's not that she hasn't been to Hollywood, but these Americans.

Doesn't look at people at all.

She thought that Han Qiao's filming in the United States was just touted in the news, maybe it was a fringe.

did not expect.

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

July in America.

On the edge of the cliff, the sea breeze blows the branches, rattling, she brushes her hair and observes with her eyes.

As can be seen.

The trees around are all newly planted, and the staff of the United States are busy.

"Han."

With a cry of surprise, Diao Chan looked over, and suddenly, her eyes looked contemptuous.

The blond, blue-eyed, tall, American woman in a white dress threw herself into Han Qiao's arms like a baby swallow returning to its nest. She touched Han Qiao's cheek without any shame, and the woman muttered, "Han, you are finally here."

"Miss Scarlett."

Foreigners, just to be expected, Han Qiao's chest felt tight, and the next moment, he quickly let go and opened his arms: "My wife, I don't recognize my husband anymore."

"Bah." Li Xiaoran spat: "Now I know how to call my wife, once I go back, Diao Chan has been abducted."

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

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

The two talk.

Don't shy away from Diao Chan, Diao Chan is annoyed and humiliated, is she a toy?
Han Qiao ignored her.

after all.

In front of his wife, Han Qiao was very restrained, trying his best not to make his closest people look bad.

"Miss Xiaoran, how is the company?"

"Not bad." Li Xiaoran put her arms around Han Qiao's arm. This is her and her child's property. She cared very much, frowned, and said uglyly, "Husband, Americans are so bad, they are just robbers. I'm really afraid. We Can’t get a foothold here.”

"If you can't tie it firmly, let's go back." Han Qiao said, "I'm still here. If you don't like it, you can go on a trip. Let me see, I'm tired and thin."

"It's great to lose weight." Li Xiaoran felt warm in his heart. With Han Qiao, she is a little woman with adoring eyes: "Husband, it's up to you. You must show these foreign devils some color."

Han Qiao arrives.

The production team still paid much attention to it. Of course, Wen Ziren paid attention to it, but the rest of the production team did not necessarily.

They don't know Han Qiao.

All I know is that Han Qiao is the boss. When he saw a group of people and a few foreigners, his eyes were greedy and he smiled evilly: "Tom, that Chinese is really a nice woman, with that waist and legs..."

"Huaxia women." Beside him, a big man with a beard buzzed, "It's Lang, those women in Huaxia City don't want money."

"Ha ha ha ha."

There were a few unrestrained laughter, and at this moment, a female staff member spat: "That Huaxia person belongs to him, damn it, he is not professional at all. This time, this Huaxia person, please don't direct or film."

"Filming."

"What movies do Chinese people know?" The man said, "This is Erba Rick, an American movie. Chinese people know shit..."

"........."

"Wen, this is it?" Han Qiao stared at him, he was not stupid, and said, "It seems that the crew members are not in a good 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's against the enemy, this kind of bastard, that is, ants, conquering ants, unless Han Qiao is crazy.

Such garbage.

Don't look at it at all, just step on it, crush it, and smash it into slag.

"Han." Wen Ziren was not surprised: "Of all the Chinese people I have met, you are the least Chinese."

"The rites of the ancestors." Han Qiao said, "I never believe in foreign countries, but I believe in this."

Two fingers poked, and Wen Ziren nodded: "A wise saying."

money.

In this world, the only pass!
(End of this chapter)