Chapter 604: Nolan's Promise

Setting aside the situation with Song Yaxian for the moment.

Today, Zheng Qian had a very special guest.

It was the director of the recently very popular film "The Adventures of Little Boy."

Whether in the West or the East, his reputation was thunderous, and he had countless fans and followers. His name was Nolan. Originally, he and Zheng Qian had no connection, but because of two women, they would meet here.

Friendly reminder: During World War II, the two warheads the United States dropped on the neighboring island nation completely crushed the sinister intentions of the far-right extremists. One of them was named "Little Boy."

Well, with that said, everyone should know which movie and which director this is, right?

Nolan had a very eccentric personality.

He was originally not interested at all in this kind of private meeting.

He had just finished a round of promotion in the country and then came to Shanghu specifically to negotiate something. Now that the matter had come to an end, he was about to set off to return to his country. But just moments before boarding the plane, Zheng Qian sent people to contact him.

There was no way around it; this young man from Kyushu gave simply too much.

"Oh, my Tom, has Zheng's money arrived in the account?"

Nolan asked, lounging on the sofa, bored.

"It has arrived, yes, five hundred million US dollars have arrived in succession, my dear Mr. Nolan." Tom was Nolan's assistant, who had just had the funds confirmed. When he learned that it had really been deposited into the account, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because the condition Zheng Qian gave was five hundred million US dollars to buy out one morning of Nolan's time.

To show his sincerity, he transferred one hundred million US dollars first.

And he sent people to pick up Nolan and his group and bring them back to a hotel in Shanghu, followed by another transfer of four hundred million US dollars.

"Hmm... that lady's role, sir, how do you plan to arrange it?"

"How to arrange it? Heh, I am truly speechless." Nolan shook his head, sneering helplessly, "I've seen the films she's shot; it's simply a pile of shit. Oh, my dear Jerry, do you know what 'shit' means?"

"I know, that's a pile of crap." Jerry nodded very honestly.

"Right! It's a pile of crap! Oh my God, if it weren't for her being pretty enough, I would never have agreed to this request! Damn it, they even contacted the Motion Picture Association of America and actually had officials pressure me."

"By comparison, this Mr. Zheng is much more adorable. I haven't even met him yet, and the money has already arrived."

"That's five hundred million US dollars! Oh my God..."

Just as Nolan was rambling on, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

After receiving his permission, Zheng Qian and the others pushed the door open and entered.

He passed over a cigarette of hard-box yebei, "My dear Mr. Nolan, I could hear your complaints from ten blocks away. It's easy to imagine what kind of distress that lady has caused you. How about I help you handle it?"

Nolan hesitated for a moment, but still took the cigarette, though he didn't smoke it.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Zheng, don't joke around..."

"That said, I don't know why Mr. Zheng spent five hundred million US dollars just to buy out one morning of my time. As I said on the phone, I cannot make any promises to you."

"And I'm just a director; I don't have any filming plans recently, so you understand."

Nolan could be considered quite frank.

Indeed, they had already communicated once on the phone, and he had no way to make any guarantees to Zheng Qian. It was made very clear that he only agreed to meet Zheng Qian and chat casually for the sake of the five hundred million US dollars, and that was all.

"Mr. Nolan, of course I understand what you mean; I won't make it too difficult for you."

"I only have one request, which is a simple matter for you. Hmm, that is to please turn down the thing you just agreed to with Shang Rongyan. Her acting is too terrible; how could she be worthy of your guidance?"

As soon as Zheng Qian finished speaking, Nolan almost choked on his own saliva.

This is what you call not making it difficult for me?

This is what you call a simple matter?

Nolan steadied himself, put down the hard-box yebei, and casually lit a cigar. After letting the smoke pass through his mouth and exhaling through his nostrils, he felt instantly clearer and much more alert.

"Mr. Zheng, you're joking." Nolan couldn't help but laugh.

But Zheng Qian was not disappointed, because Nolan had hesitated just now. If it were really something impossible to do, he certainly wouldn't have shown such complex emotions. Not for anything else, but simply because the other party's influence was just too powerful.

Originally, he hadn't taken that Kyushu person to heart, but after receiving several phone calls from high-level officials of the Motion Picture Association of America, he had to re-examine the girl sitting in front of him earlier, who was the one Zheng Qian called Shang Rongyan.

Shang Yanxiong was the eldest son of the primary wife and also had two biological younger sisters.

One was named General Manager Shang Xinlan, who managed the family's businesses, specifically the internet subsidiary of Shanghe International Group.

The other was Shang Rongyan, who was only 19 this year.

She was currently majoring in acting at the Shanghu Film Academy; of course, attending classes was impossible. She was just very interested in the entertainment industry, and the Shang family didn't lack management talent, so they just let her do whatever she wanted.

Shang Yanxiong doted on his little sister very much, so he used some connections in the America Association and easily made contact with the high-level officials of the United States Film Association. He invested one hundred million US dollars symbolically, hoping to let Shang Rongyan join the cast with capital.

He was involved in the America Association, so naturally, he looked down on the domestic entertainment industry.

Nolan's status in the United States film industry went without saying; he wouldn't even bother with pressure from ordinary people.

One could see Shang Yanxiong's influence.

Zheng Qian's thinking was very simple: if you, Shang Yanxiong, can use entertainment industry resources to suppress Stardust Film Group in all directions, even causing the long-prepared film premiere to fall through and agreed-upon stars to break their promises and not come, then shouldn't I, Zheng Qian, also have some corresponding response?

This was Yin Yanyan's official debut work.

Of course, he wasn't expecting that kicking Shang Rongyan out of Nolan's crew would count as the response. This was just the first step. Zheng Qian was a person who held grudges; since you, Shang Yanxiong, want to play, then I will play with you properly.

"Director Nolan, I am serious, very serious."

"How about this, perhaps you cannot believe my sincerity for the time being. I know the new work you are preparing is a suspenseful, mind-bending masterpiece. And the origin of the story is in Central Asia, or rather, the Middle East."

"And because of some previous actions by the United States officials, it has caused resentment over there, seriously affecting your filming plan. I can help you solve this matter, how about it? Not only that, I can also send the Royal Guard to protect your safety."

"How about it?"

Zheng Qian looked deeply into Nolan's eyes and stated this condition, which he believed was impossible to refuse.

It was simply the perfect timing, place, and people. Relying on his relationship with Prince Rahman, wouldn't filming a movie be a matter of minutes?

But, Nolan still hesitated.

Obviously, he was still worried about the relationship with the Film Association.

"I am prepared to invest one billion US dollars."

"Deal!"