Chapter 2075 Coordination

In early June, Badaling was full of gold.

The airport's most important infrastructure, the 3,200-meter main runway, is nearly completed, and more supporting facilities are under intensive construction.

Not far from the airport, there is a huge construction site, which is the planned aviation town.

At noon, five cars approached the construction site group that was still in full swing under the scorching sun.

Led by Zhang Yimou, who was wearing a baseball cap, the three top directors of the fifth generation of Chinese directors, Zhang, Chen, and Feng, stood in front of the airport hall, looking at the two noisy construction sites.

"Didn't Mr. Feng say he would not do real estate?" said Director Feng, who has the most aggressive temper.

Let's not talk about the airport here, just look at the outline of the town over there. The functional division is perfect, the green area is very generous, and the outermost is a circular passage. Some trees have been transplanted. After completion, it will be very easy to distinguish from the surrounding area.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a high-end luxury residential area at the foot of Badaling.

Before Zhao Yong could answer, Director Chen, who looked the most decent among the three and failed to make it in Hollywood and had a somewhat low performance this year, said, "It doesn't look like it. Look, there are so many people who look like researchers there."

"They are experts who will cooperate with a new research department of our company," Zhao Yong introduced.

"So, this airport and the town under construction belong to a new research department of your company?" Lao Mouzi asked uncertainly.

"Yes,"

The three directors who were artistically imaginative all wanted to say at the same time, is it that the lack of money limits my imagination?

"Everyone, please come in," Zhao Yong led the way, "In fact, this investment is not as high as everyone imagines. The land price here is very cheap, and the local government is also very enthusiastic about us and provides very good preferential conditions."

But looking at this scale, how small can the investment be?

Walking through the hall and arriving inside the airport, I found that this should be the most completed area. In the middle of a large lawn, the runway extends to the distance.

Because the ground temperature is too high, it seems that at the end of the runway, the air there seems to be moving, and the ground is also a little deformed.

A silver-gray helicopter was parked on the apron. There was a large white awning on the lawn next to it. On the long table in the middle, covered with a white tablecloth, were placed various fruits, exquisite pastries, large bottles of juice, and iced red wine in an ice bucket. Two waiters, a man and a woman, stood on both sides of the long table.

A beautiful woman wearing a dark green round-neck sleeveless top, a white tube skirt, and stiletto sandals, with long flowing hair, a graceful figure, and sunglasses, was standing in front of the awning, covering her forehead with one hand, looking at the other end of the runway.

With a roar that was getting louder and louder, a red Ferrari, with a strong wind, whistled past them.

When it stopped on the runway, it was really the same as shown in some racing movies, with smoke coming out of the tires.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Pan Shimin, the person in charge here," Pan Shimin noticed the three famous domestic directors, "please take a seat,"

With just a few short greetings, the directors immediately had a very intuitive understanding of Pan Shimin.

This is an extraordinary girl.

It's very simple. If other girls see the three of them at the same time, it would be strange if they are not excited!

Because any one of the three of them has the ability to make an ordinary person a big star that everyone pays attention to.

"Sorry, please wait a moment," Pan Shimin greeted, and actually left them and walked towards the Ferrari that had stopped but the door was not opened.

"Wine or juice?" Zhao Yong asked.

"Go and have a look?" Director Feng said excitedly.

"Okay," the other two agreed.

Over there, Owen just walked to the front of the car, and the door finally opened. Feng Yiping smiled and shook his head and came out from inside, his feet seemed a little soft.

"Thank you," he took a silk scarf handed to him by Pan Shimin, hesitated for a moment, "Do you have tissues?"

"Here," Zhao Yong ran up and handed him the white towel he got from the waiter.

"Hello, Director Zhang, long time no see, Director Chen, Director Feng," Feng Yiping wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook hands with them enthusiastically.

"Enzo?" Director Feng looked at the coquettish scissor door and asked with a smile.

He looked very interested.

"Yes, this is our President Jin's new toy. While she is not here, I took it out to practice. With my level, I can only be unrestrained here,"

"How about it, do you want to try it?"

Director Feng bent down to look inside the car, "Is it okay? I have to try it later,"

Old Mouzi glanced at Feng Yiping, "Why do I feel that you don't like sports cars very much?"

"I don't like it very much, but they all say that art requires passion, and speed can easily bring passion, so I want to experience it," Feng Yiping took them to the pergola again.

"How do you feel?" Director Chen asked.

"Huh," Feng Yiping exhaled, "It's exciting, but also a little thrilling. Really, after the sprint, I was unsure myself,"

"Haha, congratulations, Mr. Feng, you already know what art is," Director Feng said with a smile.

"Is it the heartbeat you're playing with?" Feng Yiping answered with the title of a new book by Wang Shuo, a well-known writer who seemed to have a good relationship with Director Feng.

"Insightful!" In front of the media, Director Feng, known as the Little Steel Cannon, smiled and gave Feng Yiping a thumbs up.

His attitude towards this young man who was nearly half his age was unusually good.

"Hahaha," the other two, who both said there was some rift between them and both wanted to be the leaders of the fifth generation of directors, also laughed.

"Everyone, please feel free to do so." Feng Yiping took a sip of ice-cold watermelon juice. "I brought you here today to talk about your upcoming Google promotional video."

"I know this is incomparable with other blockbusters directed by you, but if you include other supporting publicity, Google China's expenditure for this promotion event is close to hundreds of millions of yuan,"

Several directors nodded.

In fact, the reason why they, including Lao Mouzi, took over this job was because of Google's influence. Feng Yiping's strength in Hollywood was what they valued most.

So this time, the three of them all had their salaries reduced.

That's why the three of them rushed to this place, which was considered a barren mountain at present, in such weather.

"Everyone is an expert in making movies, but as a representative of Google, I still have to emphasize that these three short films by these masters are mainly to promote Google's concept. Google understands Chinese better,"

"So, haha, let me say something unnecessary. All creations must be closely focused on this aspect. Of course, I believe that using artistic techniques to serve business will definitely not be a problem for the three masters,"

But Feng Yiping must say this first. To put it bluntly, these three films are just commercials, and it is not easy to make them into elegant art that netizens do not understand.

"Because the time limit is about 5 minutes, Mr. Feng, this is also a challenge for us, but don't worry, we will definitely answer the questions closely," Lao Mouzi was the first to express his position.

"Mr. Feng, don't call me master. I can't bear this title," Director Feng said, "but don't worry, I have sufficient funds, clear goals, and a clear audience. I think I can still do this well." short film,"

Director Chen finally said, "No problem,"

"In this case, let us wish that by the end of this month, we will be able to see the results of everyone's work," Feng Yiping raised his cup.

"Looking forward to our success," Zhao Yong said.

"Fuck it," Director Feng drank a glass of watermelon juice in one breath and looked at the Ferrari over there eager to try.

Lao Mouzi and Feng Yiping started talking, "Did I make a mistake? If I hadn't seized the opportunity at that time, your novel would definitely not have been adapted into a movie for us."

"No, you are the only one who can produce such an outstanding work based on my story," Feng Yiping said. "Don't you know what Jiasheng Media is like? It has some experience in variety shows that mainly entertain the public. We spend huge sums of money to shoot and produce some TV series, which can be more or less average, but we can't make movies."

"It probably won't happen now," Director Chen said. "Marvel has great strength in this area that cannot be underestimated."

"That also needs to be tested, but if you need help from someone in the future, don't shirk it," Feng Yiping said what they wanted to hear most.

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Director Feng, who got into the car, was familiar with the configuration of the vehicle under the guidance of Owen. The other two directors, who were either passive or active and had conflicts, looked on with smiles.

Zhao Yong walked past Feng Yiping and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Feng,"

Pan Shimin came over and said, "Isn't it nice to write a bad check?"

"Look, you should be happy, I should be happy, everyone should be happy, okay?" Feng Yiping looked at the three people over there and said.

Pan Shimin's fair face immediately blushed, am I happy? How cool? Where is the fun?