Chapter 177 Negotiations at the Cigar Club
Throw your questions aside.
Han Xuan didn't say much, but Natalie kept asking questions. From her words, she could hear the calmness that she could have beyond her age.
After hearing Mr. Mikel's talk, Han Xuan learned that the movie was chosen by Natalie herself, and recommended herself to director Luc Besson, and finally won the role of the leading female role.
I remember that after she graduated from Harvard in later generations, she was invited by the school to give a speech alone. She was not as good at studying as her, and her acting skills were not as smart as her. She thought to herself that genius was indeed evil since she was a child, and she completely forgot that she was even more special in the eyes of others.
For example, the two people standing at the entrance of the stairs think so.
Luc Besson was thinner than twenty years later, and his beard was unshaven. When he saw Han Xuan, he said kindly: "Mr. Quark told me that you were very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young."
Han Xuan always felt awkward when he heard his grandfather’s English name. He had to turn around in his mind before he could recall it. When he saw the bearded director bent down and pressed his face over, he skillfully leaned his head down, and his mouth made a "tsk" sound at the same time.
The beard was a little bit painful. As soon as his head was retracted, he saw that Lucbesson remained motionless, so he quickly went up and touched it again. Then he changed to the other side. He was about to touch it twice this time, but he didn't expect that the other party would retract his head for the second time and he was stunned.
"No need to be embarrassed. Many French people don't know how many times it is. Etiquette is different in various places in France." Lucbesson saw Han Xuan's expression and laughed: "It's just a joke, don't you mind."
"It's okay, I've been to France once and accidentally met Ms. Sophie Marcelo on the Champs Elysees. She also teased me."
Seeing that Han Xuanli had a large passage of French, the two Frenchmen in front of him looked at him strangely, while the others were confused and didn't understand what it meant.
"Sophie Marceau is the dream lover of all French men, and even me is no exception. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely pursue her. Unfortunately, I am old now and Sophie doesn't like me."
The person who spoke was Bastion, who had previously been on the phone with Han Xuan. As a film investor, he discussed the release of the movie with the director this time. He looked like he was in his forties and was both full of bellies with the directors around him.
"Even if she is thirty years younger, Sophie probably won't like you. I heard that she is pregnant recently. Director Andre is so lucky. If I had known I would have gone to shoot that movie. Maybe I will marry her now."
Lucbesson turned his head and said sarcastically, then spoke to the boy: "I actually have a southern French accent, I learned it very well."
Han Xuan heard Lucbesson's praise and thanked him with a smile. He found that Natalie and his daughter were confused and said in English: "Let's go in first. There seems to be a gathering here today, and there are so many people coming here.
Gabriel Irving, do you want to smoke a cigar? Please feel free to tell the waiter and remember my grandfather’s account.”
Tobacco and alcohol are not separated, so there is also a bar in the Great Havana Cigar Club. The exquisite goblet is hung upside down on the iron rack and the windows are blocked by wooden boards to create an atmosphere of the night. In the dim orange lights, many people sit together and chat.
The thick cigars they were holding in their hands emitted white smoke. They were spinning and tangled under the light, and passers-by walked over and brought a steady wind, and the smoke deformed and tilted.
I don’t know what incense I used, but it smells very good. Han Xuan saw Bastion and Lucbesson constantly sniffing his nose, and he understood why his grandfather arranged it here.
It doesn't matter to me, but with Natalie here, she frowned from the time she came in, and seemed to dislike the smell of cigars. Bastian also noticed this. He spoke to the waiter who led the way: "Is there a private room? It's cleaner."
"Sir, our place is very clean, please go here." The waiter said in a daze.
The room was really clean, with more than one hundred square meters, with pine wood boards on the ground, painted with brown-yellow wood paint, a gorgeous crystal drift chandeliers on the top, and a table for guests to play cards.
Although private gambling in the United States is illegal, this thing is like a street-side ** and can’t be banned no matter what. This cigar club gathers a large number of New York elites, and nypd hasn’t dared to come and find fault yet.
Irving, Gabriel and Rice had three old cigarette guns, and they slipped away as early as Han Xuan was talking. Sanchez didn't smoke and couldn't drink during working hours. He stood by the wall and poured himself a glass of boiled water, enjoying himself as if he was drinking Romani Conte.
Seeing that he couldn't watch the movie today, Mikel said goodbye with his unwilling daughter and went home to prepare for her afternoon audition. Before leaving, Natalie asked for Han Xuan's number, saying that she thought he was special and could barely be friends with her.
Luke Besson likes this girl very much, and he kept sending the father and daughter to the door before returning. He sat at the table and smiled and said to Han Xuan: "Boy, now we are the only one, how do you talk about this movie
You know, not only Dimen Pictures wants Leon's distribution rights, Time Warner Films came to us a few days ago, and Sony Film Entertainment also sent someone to tell me.
Their promotional channels and distribution channels are better than those of Dimen Pictures, why should I choose you?"
"Because our company is small, sometimes we can pay more to become famous."
"Why do you say that?" asked Bastian.
It is fake to say that Han Xuan is not nervous. He has no preparations for receiving the news temporarily. His grandfather didn't tell his bottom line. He had to talk about everything himself. He drank a sip of water and organized the language.
He said: "I think big companies don't lack this movie of yours. They will invest in many movies every year, and they will definitely prefer those movies in terms of channels. When it's your turn, the recommendation will be much smaller.
Dimen Pictures is different. In fact, we only have two or three film schedules now. The contract signed with A-Cinemas stated that at least five movies must be released in it every year.
Dimen Pictures has just been established for half a year. Our boss spent millions of dollars to buy the opening of several movies some time ago, just to advertise. I think you should know what he will pay for a good movie."
Lucbesson suddenly burst out laughing and spoke to Bastian with his body sideways: "It's quite decent, and ordinary children can't say such things.
Sorry, boy, I'm not laughing at you, I just remembered talking about business with a teenager. It feels a bit strange, OK OK, please continue."
Han Xuan took a breath, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
I haven't led the negotiations in two lifetimes. I finally felt a little bit, and I was completely disrupted all of a sudden. I glanced at the bearded director thoughtfully.
"Virtual scheming" remains to be continued.
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Chapter completed!