Inside the traveling Bentley, Lin Zirui leaned back in his seat, his eyes fell on the simple name on the business card in his hand, and he whispered as if chewing under his breath, "Qiao Wen! In person is rather more interesting than in the newspaper."
His slender fingers rubbed down the two words, put the business card away, and looked up to say in a faint voice, "Fei, did you hide a lot from me about what you did earlier at the Kowloon Walled City?"
Qin Yunfei said, "Jeffrey, I've told you all about what happened at the Citadel."
"Yeah? Then how come you haven't talked to me closely about Man?"
Qin Yunfei was slightly stunned and said, "He's not from the club, we don't have much friendship, we don't know much about him, he was young and in poor health when I left, I didn't expect him to have the achievements he has now."
Lin Zi Rui let out a light laugh and leaned forward, his left hand gently pinched the back of his neck and said, "Fei, I dislike it when people deliberately lie to me."
Such a touch caused Qin Yunfei to sit stiffly and straighten his body as he coughed lightly and said, "I'm not lying."
Lin Zi Rui came behind his ear and said word by word: "You've only talked about Pretty Boy Nan's deeds, but as far as I know any big thing Pretty Boy Nan does, it's all without Qiao Wen's figure, do you really don't understand, or do you not want to tell me?"
"Jeffrey, I really don't understand."
Lin Zi Rui laughed lightly and withdrew his hand, "A frail teenager in the slums became a big shot in Hong Kong City in just a few years, and it seems like he was involved in the deaths of several big shots, so that's really interesting."
Qin Yunfei tried, "He should have a smarter brain because he loves to read."
Lin Zi Rui smiled thoughtfully, "Well, I like smart people, especially good-looking smart people."
After going back, Qiao Wen carefully checked the relationship between Lin Zi Rui's grandfather and Park Runze, although the Zhong family is now declining, and was annexed by Lin's, but in the early 20 years that was the Hong Kong City stomping will be an earthquake of the powerful family. The first time he came to Hong Kong after the war, he was once living in the doldrums, and it was then that Mr. Zhong provided him with a place to live and sponsored him to open a film company, so he made a comeback.
At that time, the film industry moved southward, and the filmmakers led by Porunze broke new ground in this piece of land, laying the foundation for the later rapid development of the film industry in Hong Kong City, and making him an unquestionable titan of the industry.
Lin Zi Rui was Elder Zhong's only grandson, and with him as the lobbyist, Qiao Wen hardly had to worry. He just wasn't sure how to thank people after it was accomplished.
As expected, two days later, Qiao Wen received a phone call from Mr. Park himself, to come to his office to talk about the award ceremony in detail, Qiao Wen was not flattered, and personally went to the door to meet.
"Mr. Qiao, nice to meet you!" Bo Runze changed his previous cold and arrogant attitude and was very approachable.
Qiao Wen extended his hand and said, "Elder Park is too polite, just call me Wen."
"Good, good, good, Wen." Bo Yunze followed him into the office, sat down on the sofa, and looked around at the simple furnishings and dιor in the room, except for the filing cabinets which were shelves of books, and on the remaining wall, there were several sets of company stills, as well as a group photo of the Chen family class hanging on it.
The office, which didn't smell of copper, obviously pleased the old man.
Qiao Wen didn't call his secretary and personally made a cup of tea for the old man himself, "Elder Park, please have some tea."
Bo Runze took the teacup, brushed the tea with the lid, gently took a sip, and nodded, "Dragonwell after the rain, good flavor."
Qiao Wen sat on the other side of the sofa, maintaining a polite distance, and said, "Elder Park has come to visit, Wen is truly flattered."
Park Runze put down his teacup and waved his hand, "There's no need to say polite words, it's indeed me who misunderstood you guys earlier, fortunately Jeffrey told me carefully about your intentions. Your ideas are indeed good, and are not just selling your reputation as I thought before."
Jovan laughs, "After all, we're profiting because of the movie, so we wanted to do something for the industry as a whole."
Berunze nodded, "That's right, all the movie awards in Europe and America have been developing for many years and have become industry benchmarks. The number of movies we now have each year is already at the forefront of the world, and we really need an award of our own, where we set the standard ourselves, and can also lift up good cold films, instead of just chasing after selling money."
"Well, many art films, it's hard to have a box office, which leads to fewer and fewer people making them, and if there is an award that recognizes them, then more directors and actors will go into the arts."
"Alright, the initiator of the first session and the chairman of the jury will be me, although I can't guarantee how many people I can call upon to participate, but I, Mr. Park, will do what I can."
Qiao Wen stood up, "Elder Park, thank you so much, I thank you for all the Hong Kong filmmakers."
Bo Runze waved his hand, "That's not necessary, nowadays, the filmmakers in this city are all in it for the sake of profit, those who consider the development of the movie industry like you guys are hard to find. So it's not right for me, an old-timer, not to support it. By the way," he asked as if remembering something, "Have you guys thought of a name for this movie award yet?"
Qiao Wen originally wanted to copy the real world to have a golden statue, but when the old man mentioned it like this, he immediately changed his mind again and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, I wonder if Elder Park has any good suggestions?"
Park Runze looked at the photo of Chen Canaan leading a class of martial artists on the wall and said, "This is our Chinese award, and we Chinese are the heirs of the dragon, so we might as well call it the Golden Dragon Award."
Jovian nodded cooperatively, "Good idea, then."
Berunze spread a smile, stood up and said, "That's it for now then, you guys prepare yourselves well, I'll go gather people."
Qiao Wen sent away the satisfied old man, returned to the office, sat on the executive chair, pulled out Lin Zi Rui's business card from the business card holder, there were two numbers on the card, one office and one private, he raised his wrist and looked at the time, thinking that the other party should not be off work yet, he dialed the office number first.
"Hello!" The man's gentle voice came from the phone.
Jovian said, "Jeffrey, this is Jovian."
"Arwen?" The person on the other end laughed softly in obvious pleasure, "Something wrong?"
Qiao Wen said, "Elder Park has agreed to help us with the movie awards, thanks for your help."
Lin Zi Rui laughed, ''I'm just relaying your thoughts, as they are, to Elder Park, and I'm not doing anything. Ah Wen doesn't need to be so polite with me. If you really want to thank me, why don't you come out for a meal together."
Jovian nodded, "That's a must, when Jeffrey has time, me and Nan will buy you dinner."
Lin Zi Rui said, "Choosing a date is better than bumping into it, I happen to have time tonight, so why don't we do it tonight."
Qiao Wen flipped through the calendar, today Chen Canaan had to direct the night play, he frowned and said, "Ah Nan has a job on the crew tonight, so I'll have to treat you alone."
Lin Zi Rui laughed lightly, "No problem, there are still plenty of opportunities to come back, not afraid of not being able to eat Pretty Nan's food."
"That's it then, I'll let you know when I've booked the restaurant."
"No need to go to so much trouble, we'll just go to the Hibiscus Tea Room, and we'll still be able to take care of business for Uncle Zi Hui."
"That's good, I really haven't been to the Hibiscus Tea Room in a while, so maybe I'll bump into Zi Hui."
The appointment time for the two was eight o'clock, and Qiao Wen, as a matter of courtesy, was ten minutes ahead of schedule, not wanting to arrive at the Hibiscus Tea Room when Lin Zi Rui's car also happened to arrive.
"Wen!" Lin Zirui got out of the car.
Qiao Wen turned his head at the sound of the voice, and when his gaze landed on the face with a smile, he still couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Even though reason had already told himself that this person was not related to Lin Nan in any way, seeing such a similar face, it was still impossible to do nothing about it.
He took a deep breath and responded with a smile, "So early?"
Lin Zirui raised his hand and looked at his wristwatch and said, "It's okay, just ten minutes early."
Jovian: "Go on, get in."
Now Lin Zi Hui is a day-to-day big boss, naturally will not come back to the teahouse to help work, tonight is designated as a chance encounter can not be.
The two of them chose a second-floor window seat.
Jovan had the waiter bring the menu and said, "Has Jeffrey eaten at this one before?"
Lin Zi Rui nodded, "I ate it once years ago when I came back from England for the summer vacation, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance since then."
Jovian said, "The refreshments here are really good."
Lin Zi Rui looked at him with a smile and said, "You should be familiar with it, why don't you recommend a few dishes for me."
Jovian laughed and said, "I'll order it then."
He ordered seven or eight dim sum in one sitting before returning the menu to the waiter.
Lin Zi Rui looked around and said, "By the way, I heard from Zi Hui that my father had encountered an assassin here back then, thanks to Nan's help."
Jovian nodded and smiled, "It's kind of a coincidence."
"Even though my father is gone, I'll have to thank Minami later."
Jovan: "It's been over four years, there's no need for Jeffrey to hold on to it."
"To be, I grew up abroad, living abroad all the time, and I don't have many friends in Hong Kong City, it's rare that I get along with you guys."
Jovian didn't move to look at him, and he was tempted to tell himself not to get too close to this man, because with a face like that on top of him, he would make himself lose his judgment.
"What's wrong? Ah Wen." Lin Zi Rui noticed his expression and laughed, "I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that when you look at me, it's as if you're looking at a deceased person, could it be that we actually knew each other once upon a time?"
Jovian smiled and nodded, "Truth be told, you do look a lot like a deceased friend of mine."
"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Zi Rui raised his eyebrows, "What kind of person is he?"
Jovian said, "A very good friend."
"So where now?"
Jovan: "He ...... is no longer alive."
Lin Zirui froze and laughed lightly, "That's a shame."
Jovian smiled and changed the subject, "By the way Jeffrey, you just returned to take over Lin's, still getting used to it?"
Lin Zi Rui nodded, "My father has managed Lin's well, other than being a bit busy, it's okay."
Qiao Wen said, "Earlier, Zi Hui said that you were unmotivated by business, that's why you've been abroad for many years, and he was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt at first return."
Lin Zi Rui hooked the corners of his mouth, ''It's true that I don't have much interest in these businesses of my father. How can I put it? It's just too boring, and I'm a person who is naturally more adventurous." He wrinkled his nose and moved forward slightly, fixing his eyes on Qiao Wen, and said in a single word, "I think Wen should be the same as me."
Jovian met those dark as ink eyes, only to feel a bit of depth, causing him to suddenly drift off before he laughed in a breezy manner, "Jeffrey misunderstood, I prefer to be down-to-earth and peaceful."