"So you're going to meet with me alone today?" Nick Anderson tilted his head, "This time it won't displease your husband." ”

"First, he's not my husband," Mitsumi Fukuda pursed her lips, "Second, it's not that he didn't come, but he just had something temporary, so he came a little late." ”

"Something on the fly?" Nick Anderson used his tone to show that he didn't believe it.

"There is indeed something," replied Mitsumi Fukuda, "you know, compared to China's underdeveloped film market, he himself is like a kind of benchmark, and naturally, many young directors want to be supported by him." ”

"Oh?" Nick Anderson was intrigued, "Did he find a future Spielberg or Cameron?" ”

"Not really," Mitsumi Fukuda replied simply, "but he personally likes this theme." ”

"What is it?" Nick Anderson doesn't seem to care about talking about anything else before getting down to business, livening up the atmosphere or gathering intelligence.

"It's an animated movie about the Monkey King." Mitsumi Fukuda also intends to talk about some irrelevant things, "Do you know Monkey King?" ”

"Monkey King, I know, Chinese mythology, the story of four monks learning scriptures." Nick Anderson nodded, "I also know that you have invested in stories of the same genre, and the movie over there is still on the box office list of Chinese animated films." ”

"Yes," Mitsumi Fukuda nodded, "this director has traveled all the way to get Director Shen's support, whether it is out of politeness or otherwise, Director Shen has to come over after talking to him, and he has to invite him to a meal." ”

"It should." Nick Anderson nodded, "Whether it's for image or something else, it should be done." ”

Mitsumi Fukuda nodded. "Yes, I guess that's why Mr. Shen is not in a hurry to stay in China all the time."

"Understandable." Nick Anderson replied.

Then the two fell silent again, and Nick Anderson finally couldn't help but tap his fingers on the table, "Are you going to wait until he comes before starting a formal conversation?" ”

"No, it's okay, you can start at any time." Mitsumi Fukuda pursed her lips and replied.

"Okay." Nick Anderson took a deep breath, "Maybe in your eyes, I'm a nervous guy, but," he snorted, "I have to say that experience after experience has made me remember what I've suffered, and I've long decided that I have to deal with the coming suffering, or ......" he paused. Then his body began to tremble, and then he covered his face, "I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape," he said in a choked voice, his expression rather hideous, "Memories always make me feel bad." ”

"I understand." Mitsumi Fukuda replied, "I hope you can face this kind of emotion from a philosophical perspective. It would be a little better that way. ”

"The height of philosophy?" Nick Anderson stopped shaking and looked up a little tiredly. "Escapist Eastern philosophy?" There was a certain contempt in his tone, "I used to think that I was God's chosen people, but now it seems that it is really unclear whether I am God's chosen people or the devil's chosen people." ”

"It's a good thing you've Angela by your side, aren't you?" Mitsumi Fukuda asked rhetorically.

Nick. Anderson's face had a complicated expression, and he took a deep breath. "Angela is different from me," he paused, then admitted, "yes, I feel better with her with me." What about you? It's hard for me to understand you. Isn't John supposed to be by your side all the time? So why did you give other women to him? ”

"It's hard to explain this to you, so you can just assume that I'm a wayward girl." Mitsumi Fukuda replied with a smile.

"It's headstrong enough." Nick. Anderson chuckled twice, "Or did he choose to avoid and forget, as you said?" Did he forget about you? ”

"You're thinking too much, Mr. Anderson." Mitsumi Fukuda smiled, "But from my standpoint, I still have to say that the probability of an alien invasion of the earth as you envisioned is very low for me personally." ”

"More than that," replied Nick Anderson, "of course there is more than one way to destroy the earth in my experience, and there is more than one way to die myself, so you should understand." ”

"Is there a difference between starting a new game in the virtual world and starting over after you die?"

"At least the former we have a choice."

"I think your idea is very close to the idea of the East." Mitsumi Fukuda coughed, "Then Mr. Sauron......"

"Let's stop talking about Sauron," Nick Anderson shook his head, "Let's talk about something more realistic, do you have any thoughts on the future of Japan?" ”

"Japan's future should be controlled by you Americans." Mitsumi Fukuda replied.

"You know what I'm talking about!" Nick Anderson pursed his lips, "Why, in your memory, did the Americans occupy Japan?" ”

"It's occupied now, too." Mitsumi Fukuda replied, "Of course, if you ask me about the future, my answer is: Japan has no future, so there is nothing to ruin it." ”

"You have such a negative attitude?" Nick Anderson had a look of disbelief.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then it was pushed open, and Shen Zhenghui walked in with a dusty look, "I'm sorry, I'm late." He apologized, and then sat down next to Mitsumi Fukuda, "Haven't you started ordering food yet?" ”

"We're waiting for you." Mitsumi Fukuda said.

"I've already eaten with Director Tian, and I've arranged for him to visit Liu Xin tomorrow." Shen Zhenghui took a breath, "The Chinese film industry is still very promising. ”

"Let you have such feelings, it seems that this Director Tian is very satisfied with you?" Mitsumi Fukuda asked.

"There are still a lot of people in the circle who have dreams." Shen Zhenghui said, "Let's order, I already called the waiter when I came." ”

"Yes." Nick Anderson spread his hands.

So the two sides entered into a general round of pleasantries, and it was not until the waiter had brought all the dishes and closed the door that everyone seemed interested in continuing the sensitive topic.

"Isn't China the safest place in the future?" Nick Anderson looked at Shen Zhenghui and asked. "I'm curious why you've been staying in Japan." His eyes fell on Mitsumi Fukuda again, "Is it for his girlfriend?" Or is it a career? If it is a business, China's future market seems to be larger. ”

Shen Zhenghui grinned, "You have to choose a suitable place to stay," Shen Zhenghui said, "Japan is such a good place." He is a certain distance from both China and Hollywood, but at the same time not too far away, which is an advantage. "Of course, the closer you get to China in the future, the better, but," he paused, "it requires China to be stable enough." ”

"Isn't China stable enough?" Nick Anderson asked rhetorically.

"It depends on which level," Shen Zhenghui pursed his lips, "for the regime in the process of succession." Secretly it's all bloody. He sighed, "I've already gotten involved, so it's best to keep some sort of low profile during this time." ”

"Will the Wang family be a loser?" Nick Anderson expressed his knowledge of China's political background and Shen Zhenghui's background, "This can't be, right? ”

"At least I know they're not going to be successful in the future. Of course, if you say a loser, you may not be able to reach that kind of course. Shen Zhenghui spread his hands and said, "But my status can't be compared with theirs." ”

Nick Anderson shook his head, "You're thinking too much. He said, "The TG regime will not come against a figure like you under any circumstances." They always have to worry about international repercussions. ”

Shen Zhenghui smiled a little bitterly, "When they start to worry about my international influence, then it means that my good days are over." ”

"Should you Chinese be careful with this kind of process?" Nick Anderson asked.

"Yes," Shen Zhenghui nodded, "Those who are not careful enough are dead or live in prison." ”

"Oh......" Nick was a little surprised, "then." He thought for a moment, "Jenny. What about the Sun family? ”

"Her family is the patriarch," Shen Zhenghui replied, "and according to what you can understand, they are the original majority shareholders." So unless they sell all their shares, it won't shake their position on the board. ”

"That's a clear explanation." Nick. Anderson nodded, then cleared his throat and began to speak, "Mr. Shen, then," he said in an accentuated tone, "what do you think about the future of the world?" When Shen Zhenghui showed a thoughtful expression, he added, "You are still obsessed with the shooting of a new movie, do you believe that the sun will rise as usual tomorrow?" ”

"I don't want to lie to you, Mr. Anderson," replied Shen Zhenghui, "I don't think there will be any sudden disaster in the future, if any, it must be caused by humanity itself. For me, the future environment of China may be more concerned to me, personnel changes in the period of five or ten years, personnel changes in the ruling class, political struggles, the impact of these things is much greater for me than other illusory threats, in our position, maintaining our position is enough for us to exhaust our energy, and there are many more things, with all due diligence and no interest in thinking about them. ”

"Personnel changes in China in the future?" Nick Anderson bit his lip, "Can you be specific?" I'm also interested in that. He blinked, "At the moment Google is considering withdrawing from China, Facebook has been walled, and has lost China, the potential largest market in the future, I want to think carefully about the issue of my share transfer, besides," he paused, "Is there a possibility of a change in policy in the future?" ”

Shen Zhenghui and Fukuda Mitsumi glanced at each other, their eyes intertwined, and Fukuda Mitsumi rolled her eyes.

Some big people's thinking is so divergent, a moment ago Mr. Nick Anderson was still thinking about the problem of the world ruining the world, but in the blink of an eye, he began to think about the Chinese market again. Of course, it can also be seen as such, Nick. Mr. Anderson knew that the other person didn't care about what he cared about, so naturally, he needed to change the subject. For Shen Zhenghui, this is like a Western adventurer who has traveled thousands of miles to come, and after you tell him that I am not interested in Christianity, the next thing is naturally to talk about business.

"I've heard a little about the next TG leaders," he continued, "and no matter what the rumors say, at least when it comes to governing the country, they're much better than the leaders of the United States." ”

"Are you talking about Clinton or Bush?" Mitsumi Fukuda raised the corners of her mouth.

Nick Anderson smiled, "Who will be the leader of Japan in the future?" ”

"For Japan," Mitsumi Fukuda replied, "it seems to be the same with and without leaders." ”

"In extreme cases, it's obviously not the same." Nick Anderson replied, while also avoiding Mitsumi Fukuda's question, "For the United States, who the leader is is the same. ”

"So are Clinton and Bush the same?"

"Of course, do you think they're very different?" It's Nick's turn. Anderson asked rhetorically, "If I had to choose, I would rather choose the leader of China." He spread his hands.

"Why? >> Because of U.S. tax policy? ”

"I personally feel that when it comes to fighting aliens, our president, whether it's a man or a woman, black or white," he said, looking at Shen Zhenghui, "even if it's a yellow race, will be extremely incompetent." Comparatively speaking, I think China's political system seems to be more powerful in terms of fighting aliens. ”

Mitsumi Fukuda looked at Shen Zhenghui, "It seems that China will fall in the end, we should consider sending Ling to China, anyway, Japan will sink sooner or later." ”

Nick Anderson clapped his hands, "It feels like we're sitting here, like we're talking about science fiction." ”

"It's a horror story." Shen Zhenghui added.

"So," Nick Anderson said, looking at Shen Zhenghui, "are you ready to take a position and a job next to the Chinese leader?" ”

"It depends on what I want, yes, if I'm big." He replied.

"I've wanted to sell what I have nothing to do with my survival for a long time." Nick Anderson pursed his lips, "Google, Facebook, Apple, and a dozen movie entertainment stocks," he smiled, "I used to use it for fun, but of course, many of them have been sold and invested in my hospital and biotechnology, and many people think I'm afraid of death, saying I'm chasing immortality." He tilted his head, "They don't know what my real fear is. Nick Anderson pursed his lips, "If you want Columbia." ”

"Of course!" Mitsumi Fukuda replied in front of Shen Zhenghui.

"But that doesn't guarantee that you'll get control of Colombia." Nick Anderson blinked.

"That's enough, I'll figure it out." Mitsumi Fukuda said.

Shen Zhenghui raised his eyebrows.

Nick Anderson licked his lips, "I really hope you're right, but even then I'm still a little disappointed," he looked at Shen Zhenghui and asked, "Will you be able to make a movie about this anxiety of mine one day?" Director Shen? ”

"If you don't mind." Shen Zhenghui looked at Nick and Mitsumi Fukuda and replied.

"There are always surprises in life." Nick Anderson nodded. (To be continued......)

PS: Procrastination is too strict.