Zhang Bingqian, who had been talking about getting up early all night, woke up the next day to find that it was already dawn outside.

In a hurry, Zhang Bingqian, who had finally put on her clothes, rushed out of her room in a hurry, and was only halfway down the stairs when she was seen by Yang Qiu, who was eating breakfast at the dining table.

"Qianqian, get up, wash up and come over for breakfast." Yang Qiu took a sip of hot porridge and said casually.

"Good. ”

Zhang Bingqian's face turned slightly red, and she lowered her head and plunged into the bathroom.

After a simple washing and dressing, Zhang Bingqian, who seemed to be a hibiscus out of clear water, silently walked to the dining table, sat at Li Man's lower position, hesitated twice and picked up a barbecued pork bun and gnawed it.

It looks like a cute little hamster silently guarding its food.

After breakfast, a few people set off from home, first went to Prince Road to pick up Xia Meng, and then drove all the way to the set.

Approaching the location of the set, Zhang Bingqian, who was sitting by the window of the back seat, found that on the side of the road in front of her, outside the gate of the studio, more than 20 people carrying long guns and short cannons were crowded.

At first glance, almost all of them are journalists.

Seeing a car driving towards the set, I don't know which sharp-eyed reporter saw that the passenger seat in the car was sitting Yang Qiu, who caused a sensation in Hong Kong yesterday, and immediately exclaimed, and squeezed over without fear of death.

As a result, everyone immediately followed suit, and Yang Qiu's Morris suddenly fell into the people's war in the vast ocean.

"Boss Yang, is a million dollars real?"

"Director Yang, will you shift the focus of your work in the future?"

"As the highest-grossing Chinese film, how do you feel?"

"Excuse me, will there be a second part of "Home Alone"?"

“……”

Yang Qiu could hear the noisy voices of these reporters through the window glass, but it was not easy to answer at this time, so Yang Qiu had to wave his hand to express his gratitude.

There was another flash of light, and the driver had to hit the brakes several times.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the guard who was guarding the door hurriedly shouted six or seven people from the set to come out to help, and only then escorted Yang Qiu and his party into the set smoothly.

Half a year ago, it was a barren mountain field, but now it has changed a lot.

Not only is there a seven-storey office building, but there are also two large studios built next to it, and two slightly lower ones at the back of the office building, one for the props library and the other for the film library, both of which are built with high specifications.

In addition, on the side near Niuchi Bay, a three-story strip-shaped collective dormitory was also built.

In terms of scale, although it may not be comparable to Yonghua, it is far more than other old-fashioned studios.

At this time, there were six or seven cars of all kinds parked on the wide open floor in front of the office building.

Of course, it was all from the invited guests.

The iron signboard on the door frame of the office building has been obscured by a red banner, which will only be removed when the ribbon is officially cut.

As soon as Yang Qiu and the others entered the office building, they saw that the hall on the first floor had been transformed into a simple living room, with many new clusters of tables, chairs and bouquets.

At this time, in the hall, there were about thirty people standing or sitting, each looking for someone to talk about, and from time to time there was a burst of laughter from a corner.

I think it's a good conversation.

A few reporters from the big newspapers who were invited to come in first were shuttling through the crowd, holding their cameras and taking pictures.

However, as soon as Yang Qiu entered the door, these people who were standing, sitting or taking pictures stopped their movements one after another and gathered towards Yang Qiu.

"Brother Yang, congratulations. ”

"Boss Zhang is here, Jiahe Shenghui!"

"Haha-" Zhang Shankun laughed loudly, raised his hand and pointed at Lu Yuanliang next to him and said: "I didn't know that you actually found Lao Lu to be the factory director, otherwise I would have cut off my beard a long time ago, and I introduced him to Yonghua back then." ”

"Boss Zhang, that's not good, as soon as Director Lu leaves, I have to catch the blind here. ”

"Haha-"

“……”

"Sister Mi, welcome. ”

"Ah, Boss Guan, Dacheng has been moving a lot lately!"

"Sister Tong, yo, your flower basket is really big enough, it's okay, when you and Brother Cheng tie the knot, I'll get you a bigger one." ”

"Brother Yi Wen, don't sell the book to Boss Zhang, give it to Jiahe and give it to Jiahe. ”

"Welcome to the original owner. ”

"Huh, Li Hanxiang, why is your face black again?"

Yang Qiu was wearing a smiling face, eagerly entertaining the guests, greeting each other one by one, but when he turned around, Li Hanxiang, who was black-headed, was already standing in front of him.

Li Hanxiang had a cold face and glanced at Yang Qiu with a complicated look.

I could tell he was a little upset.

Maybe Li Hanxiang wanted to say something, but he turned his head to look around, and pulled Yang Qiu into a corner first.

Yang Qiu raised his eyebrows and asked inexplicably, "Li Hanxiang, what are you doing?"

"Brother, why did you invite that person surnamed Lu to be the factory director?" Li Hanxiang said with some anger.

"Director Lu, he's very good as a factory director, what's wrong?"

Li Hanxiang frowned, and said with a bit of bitterness: "You don't know that Xiaoye and I are ...... because of him."

Seeing that Li Hanxiang couldn't speak anymore after half a sentence, Yang Qiu sighed in his mouth: "How long has this been, do you still remember?"

"How could you forget!"

“……”

Yang Qiu sighed, looked at his dark face that was a little angry, and said, "Forget it, forget it." ”

"......"

"But what?" Yang Qiu directly interrupted him and said, "From the position of Director Lu at that time, you can't say that he did something wrong, can you?"

“……”

Seeing that Li Hanxiang was choked and speechless, Yang Qiu had to pat Li Hanxiang on the shoulder and comforted: "The past cannot be traced, forget the past and start anew, besides, Director Lu is indeed the best candidate for the factory director." ”

After speaking, Yang Qiu ignored Li Hanxiang, who was standing in place, and walked towards the front.

Because of the parties in their mouths, Lu Yuanliang is walking towards him!

"Boss, the guests have arrived, and the time is almost up. Lu Yuanliang curiously glanced at Li Hanxiang's back and followed Yang Qiu and said.

"Okay, then get ready. Yang Qiu rolled up his sleeves and instructed: "Put the people outside in, let's start cutting the ribbon." ”

"Good!"

With the official opening of the gate of the Golden Harvest studio, the miscellaneous reporters gathered outside poured in, but they just walked to the door of the office building, but they were stopped by a group of security guards.

Not the only ones......

There were also thirty or forty people standing at the door, either employees of Golden Harvest or passers-by who came in to see the excitement.

Sixty or seventy people gathered around the door, so it was not lively.

Not much.

I saw two people in the door walking out with a long red cloth strip, standing separately on both sides of the door of the office building, and then I saw Yang Qiu, Lu Yuanliang, Zhang Shankun and other celebrities in the film industry walking out.

Suddenly, the flashing lights in the hands of those reporters kept shining.

I saw Lu Yuanliang on the stage and the surrounding people talking softly, then walked to the red banner, pressed his hand slightly, and said: "Guests, media colleagues, welcome everyone to take time to participate in today's ribbon-cutting ceremony on the set of Golden Harvest, thank you!"

"Our Golden Harvest studio has just been established, and we will be very grateful for everyone's support and care in the future. Well, without further ado, let's ...... next" Lu Yuanliang turned around and gestured at Yang Qiu on his side, and continued: "Next, we will ask Mr. Yang Qiu, the chairman of Golden Harvest Pictures, to cut the ribbon for Golden Harvest Studio!"

Bang bang ——!

A burst of lively applause rang out, Yang Qiu and Lu Yuanliang on the stage talked in a low voice, and when they saw that Lu Yuanliang was about to refuse, they hurriedly grabbed him and pulled him to the red banner.

The people around him also laughed kindly, and Lu Yuanliang finally stood down safely.

The others handed over two pairs of scissors, and Yang Qiu and the two took them gently, then looked at each other and smiled, and picked up the banner.

Click——!

Click——!

The banner was broken into three parts, and there was another shutter sound at the scene.

The red cloth on the signboard next to it was also removed, and the big golden characters of 'Golden Harvest Film Studio' shone in the sun.

"Boss Yang, Boss Yang, is it true that the million-dollar thing?" Before the people on the stage could speak, a reporter below began to raise their hands to ask.

"Ahem-" Yang Qiu pretended to cough twice and said with a smile: "Today is the day when the Jiahe studio officially starts, don't talk about foreign affairs, thank you." ”

“……”

"Boss Yang, is the set open to the public, or is it completely for your own use?"

"It is completely open to the outside world, and we welcome all crews to join the group, and I can responsibly tell you that Dacheng Pictures, the boss of Guan, has rented one of our studios and will start filming their next film immediately. ”

"Do you treat the Great Wall the same?"

"Ahem—"

Yang Qiu was embarrassed for a while, glanced at the reporter who was asking, and nodded: "Of course." ”

Of course, it is also open to the Great Wall, but whether it can be ranked or not, it is not certain.

"Boss Yang, is there any arrangement for the first film that you Golden Harvest started shooting on the set of your house?"

"Yes. ”

Yang Qiu nodded without a trace of hesitation.

There was a lot of discussion at the bottom, and then someone raised his hand and asked, "Director Yang, can you reveal what kind of film it is?"

"It's a tribute to Rashomon, and it's going to be directed by me. Yang Qiu, who was on the steps, replied very calmly.

“……”

"What is Rashomon?"

"It's a familiar name. ”

"I think I've seen it there. ”

"Where did you see that?"

"It's like a neon one. ”

"How do I sound like a movie?"

"What?!"

“……”8)