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Chapter 392 - 359 crazy!

Chapter 392: 359 crazy!

Fang Qing left.

She didn’t ask Jiang Chen to see her off. She only sent a text message before boarding the plane.

The enormous Airbus glided along the runway and then ascended into the sky, merging with the blue and white clouds, flying away from this bustling city.

Bulgari.

Inside the business suite.

Jiang Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, put down his cellphone, and shook his head with a smile. "She left without even saying goodbye."

"She said there was an emergency at school."

Fu Zili, who was staying just upstairs, hadn’t even been notified. He stood next to Jiang Chen, looking into the sky. "I should be going back too."

"You’re leaving too? What’s the rush? Stay a few more days."

Jiang Chen urged him to stay.

"I’ve been out long enough this time. Maybe next time," Fu Zili replied.

"You’re all such busy people," Jiang Chen said with a smile. "Alright then, I won’t hold you up. When is your flight? I’ll take you."

"It’s not necessary. It’s too much trouble to run back and forth," Fu Zili declined.

Jiang Chen didn’t insist.

Their relationship, indeed, didn’t require so many formalities.

After sharing a meal at noon, Fu Zili took his luggage and left. As he got into the car, he glanced at Jiang Chen, seemingly wanting to say something, but eventually he left without saying a word.

Some matters can only be viewed from the sidelines by outsiders, with no way to intervene.

After Fu Zili and Fang Qing had left, another guest arrived at the East Sea.

A famous Hollywood director.

Thomas Felton.

"Jiang."

Upon meeting at CX Entertainment, the internationally renowned director gave Jiang Chen a warm embrace.

"Director Felton, you seem to be getting younger and younger."

"Haha, is it because I shaved my beard?"

"No, I’m not just talking about appearance, but the spirit."

"There’s an old Eastern saying, ’Good spirits follow great events.’ That must be the reason," Felton replied with a beaming smile. Eastern culture seemed to be increasingly global; if one couldn’t casually drop a few local sayings, one might feel embarrassed to claim to be from the upper class.

"Let’s talk in my office," Jiang Chen said with a smile, leading the way to his office.

"Jiang, I’ve sent you the script. What do you think?"

The script was expected to be finished by mid-May, but now it was only the end of April, a full half month early.

This showed just how seriously Thomas Felton was taking this movie.

It was said that he personally wrote most of the script.

"It’s good, but there’s one point that I think is worth discussing," Jiang Chen remarked.

He had already read the transnational email.

The story was about science fiction and disaster.

Hollywood has always been a specialist in this area, and Thomas Felton, even more so, was an expert in such genres.

And he had kept his promise, infusing a great deal of Eastern elements into the script, such as Daoist magic, martial arts, and even the monsters, many of which came from the legendary "Classic of Mountains and Seas."

Personally, Jiang Chen really liked the story.

If it could indeed be filmed, the spectacle would surely surpass any disaster movie in history.

However.

Sometimes, ideas are beautiful, but the fear is that they don’t translate well in practice, failing to achieve the desired effect.

"Jiang, where do you see a problem?" Felton asked eagerly,

Though he was the director, in this industry, directors, after all, are just high-level workers.

The financiers are the true decision-makers.

"Let’s save the script issue for later. The question now is, with the current state of the film industry, can it truly bring to life these monsters from the ’Classic of Mountains and Seas’?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Jiang, you can be completely assured about the special effects. I’ve already talked to Industrial Light & Magic, and they are very interested. Despite the difficulty, those maniacs love the freshness and the challenge," Felton assured him.

Industrial Light & Magic.

The world’s foremost special effects company.

In the realm of visual production, perhaps no one could surpass them.

The resounding success of classics such as "Star Wars," "Transformers," "Harry Potter," and "Pirates of the Caribbean" owed much to their contributions.

Precisely because of Industrial Light & Magic’s unparalleled visual effects capabilities, Hollywood succeeded in dominating the global market.

Even those who knew nothing about the movie industry had inevitably heard the name Industrial Light & Magic; surely, Jiang Chen was no exception.

Upon hearing that Industrial Light & Magic was willing to collaborate, he was immediately relieved.

"Director Felton, I have a request."

"Speak, Jiang," Felton said.

"The depiction of the creatures from the ’Classic of Mountains and Seas’ must be rendered with 100% accuracy; no changes are acceptable."

Laughing unconcernedly, Thomas Felton said, "Jiang, do you know how much hair I lost over this script? I don’t want to burn any more brain cells."

Jiang Chen smiled, "It’s been hard on you."

Felton exclaimed, "It’s amazing how these terrifying monsters came to someone’s imagination. Could it be that they actually existed on this land at some point?"

Their conversation was very pleasant.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

As Jiang Chen spoke, the office door opened.

It was Pei Yunxi.

"Pei, we meet again."

Turning around, Thomas Felton greeted her with a smile, without any airs of a famous director.

"Director Felton."

Pei Yunxi smiled gracefully.

"Have a seat," Jiang Chen signaled.

Ever since their return from Yunfu, the two of them really hadn’t seen each other for some time.

Pei Yunxi seemed to have deliberately avoided him, and he hadn’t gone out of his way to pester her.

"Pei, have you read the script?" Felton asked kindly.

Seated in the chair, Pei Yunxi nodded. After Jiang Chen received the script, he had immediately sent her a copy.