"No, no."
Zhang Weiping waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly explained, "President Luo, I won't let you suffer this loss. Yi Mou has a major production starting next year. I can make the call to co-produce it with you, and even the overseas rights can be left for you to handle."
"A major production?"
President Luo frowned, searching through his memories.
For it to be called a major production by Zhang Weiping and to start filming next year, it could only be House of Flying Daggers.
It seemed that for those 6 million us dollars, this guy was truly desperate.
But thinking about it, it made sense; exchanging House of Flying Daggers, which had an unknown box office performance, for cold, hard us dollars.
Anyone with a brain would know how to choose.
"That's right. The movie is tentatively titled House of Flying Daggers. Yi Mou already had the idea while filming Hero."
"We plan to invite three superstars of Andy Lau's caliber to co-star, with a total investment of 300 million. "
"And Yi Mou said he is confident in making a run for the oscar."
Seeing that Luo Zheng seemed interested, Zhang Weiping increased the dosage, boasting eloquently.
Anyway, painting a rosy picture didn't cost anything; he had done this many times when soliciting investment.
It had long since become an instinct.
But one sentence from Luo Zheng made him freeze instantly, like a Joker being exposed while showing off.
"Sorry, I'm not very interested!"
Seeing the 6 million us dollars about to slip away, Zhang Weiping hurriedly looked at Gong Li, seeking help.
This was also the result Luo Zheng wanted to see.
To be honest, by investing in House of Flying Daggers and getting the overseas rights, he could definitely earn back those 6 million.
But who doesn't have a bit of greed?
As for the 'gift' of Gong Li that had come to his door.
How could he let it go?
In this regard, Zhang Weiping had finally done something decent.
Gong Li sat there, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two men.
Trying to see something.
But clearly, she was disappointed.
Zhang Weiping was truly sweating from anxiety, while Luo Zheng truly didn't care at all.
Thinking about it, it made sense; the initiative was in his hands.
Not getting the rights to jade goddess of mercy was no big deal.
Because Luo Zheng had already secured the overseas rights for Hero, and he had saved 6 million us dollars.
Finally, Gong Li could no longer stand Zhang Weiping's winking and gesturing, so she gave him a look.
She wanted to talk to Luo Zheng alone.
At this moment, Zhang Weiping's comprehension was top-notch; he slipped out on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
Seeing the office door close, Gong Li sighed and sat down next to Luo Zheng.
She softly advised, "Little brother, if New Pictures belonged to Zhang Weiping alone, I wouldn't open my mouth to you."
"But..."
Gong Li didn't say the rest, but Luo Zheng knew it well.
"Sister Li, I know you're doing this for Director Yi Mou, but the most hateful thing is that Zhang Weiping is trying to use the friendship between us to help him out of this predicament."
"Therefore, I cannot agree."
Luo Zheng's eyes were firm, looking as if he was doing it all for her own good.
Looking at him, Gong Li couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.
Just as she couldn't help but want to get up and take her leave.
Luo Zheng gave her hope again.
"Unless, Sister Li, you can promise me one thing, then I will agree to Zhang Weiping's terms."
"What is it?"
Gong Li was overjoyed, not noticing the slight smile at the corner of his mouth at all.
"I have a film project in Hollywood that needs a Chinese actress, but the scale is a bit large."
Luo Zheng looked troubled and spoke hesitantly, as if afraid Gong Li would misunderstand.
"Hollywood? You want to invite me to Hollywood to make a movie?"
Since they were already sitting close, Gong Li got excited and directly hugged Luo Zheng's arm, leaning in.
She didn't pay any attention to the issue of the explicit scale.
He crossed his legs and asked as naturally as possible:
"Sister Li, a Hollywood movie is correct, but the explicit scale?"
Gong Li laughed and waved her hand, "It's fine. For art, your sister doesn't mind."
Saying this, she seemed to have discovered something and suddenly leaned close to Luo Zheng's neck.
Breathing warmly, she asked, "Little brother, you wouldn't have any bad intentions, would you?"
"Cough, Sister Li, you're overthinking it!"
Luo Zheng covered it up awkwardly.
Involuntarily, Gong Li reached out and touched his waist and abdomen.
The well-defined muscles were filled with surging male hormones.
They tightly hooked her heart.
At this moment, the drawbacks of long-term separation from her husband became apparent.
At thirty-five, Gong Li was at an age of peak desire.
Desire clouded her mind at this moment.
Her right hand went straight down.
It wasn't until Luo Zheng grabbed it that she suddenly snapped out of it.
In her ear came a teasing voice:
"Sister Li, President Zhang should be back soon."
Gong Li didn't speak. She gave Luo Zheng a deep look, buttoned up the unfastened button on her chest, and sat back in her original spot.
Sure enough, the next moment Zhang Weiping knocked and walked in.
Seeing the two of them looking serious on the sofa, he was startled.
Did Gong Li fail to persuade President Luo too, or did I come in too early?
It shouldn't be; it's been nearly an hour.
"Alright, President Zhang. Sister Li has already explained New Pictures' difficulties to me. This time, for the sake of Sister Li and Director Yi Mou, I agree to Hairen's terms. I'll give them a female supporting role in the next movie."
Before Zhang Weiping could shout his gratitude, Luo Zheng raised his hand to stop him and continued:
"However, not one of the conditions you proposed can be missing. Blue Whale wants half of the investment in House of Flying Daggers and must have the final say in casting. Moreover, the overseas rights must be given to me at a low price."
After hearing this, Zhang Weiping's heart bled.
These overbearing terms were practically the death of him.
He had originally hoped to make a huge profit from Zhang Yi Mou's next major production.
Now, it was completely ruined.
But despite his immense reluctance, he could only nod. "Fine, I agree to all these terms."
Luo Zheng glanced at Gong Li, who was pretending to be calm, called for a lawyer, and signed the contract on the spot.
After seeing them off and just returning to the office.
Luo Zheng received a text message from Gong Li with an address.
Without needing to think much, he understood what she meant.
Having been stimulated by him today, Gong Li was thirsty.
But he couldn't be at her beck and call like this, otherwise, it would be hard to say who would be listening to whom in the future.
Making up his mind, Luo Zheng decided to leave her hanging for a few days first.
The one-day holiday he had managed to squeeze out passed just like that.
The next day, Luo Zheng returned to the set to start work very reluctantly.
This made him think about doing a lucky draw.
That day, Luo Zheng was preoccupied, planning to take a bath and change clothes in the evening for a big draw.
Who would have thought an accident would happen in the afternoon.
Wang Fei brought Joey Wong and Karen Mok to the set for a surprise visit.
It threw his plans into disarray...