Lin Fan smiled, and Zhang Yimou felt relieved when he saw Lin Shao’s smile for some reason, as if seeing Lin Shao’s smile so confidently, this matter was not a matter. [+New^^+

In fact, what Lin Fan didn't know was that whenever the people he knew encountered something, as long as Lin Shao took action, the matter would no longer be a matter, but a joke.

Zhang Yimou has few opportunities to contact Lin Fan, but he has this feeling.

"It's okay, just make it safe. I will solve the theater business. How much do you plan to promote this promotion?" Lin Fan asked.

"Sister Lin, it is expected to be 30 million." Zhang Yimou said. He had already thought about the publicity plan. With his fame, 30 million is enough.

"No, too little." Lin Fan shook his head.

Zhang Yimou was slightly surprised, "Sister Lin, then do you think?" Thirty million is actually a lot. Generally, blockbusters claim to have a promotional fee of over 100 million yuan, but they are actually bragging. Normally, one or two hundred million is the ultimate. After all, there are many people who exaggerate in China.

"I will find someone to hand over this to you. This time the movie will be for the whole world. There is a 30 million promotion fee, and even a bubble is flying. What is the effect?" Lin Fan said helplessly. This is a big director. Damn, even the promotion fee is only 30 million. It's so disappointing.

If Zhang Yimou knew what Lin Shao was thinking at the moment, he might have hit the south wall. Thirty million is already a lot, and it can be promoted very well. The promotional fee in China is 30 million, except for those real big productions, otherwise few people would have spent so much money.

Zhang Yimou's face was dull at this moment, and he looked at Lin Fan with some disbelief, "Sister Lin, are you saying you want to promote abroad?"

Zhang Yimou has thought about promoting abroad, but it is difficult to take action in practice. In recent years, foreign films have impacted the domestic market like a torrent. Even if local large-scale productions encounter foreign productions, they are crushed. However, when local films abroad, they are basically not popular, and publicity will be difficult. It is related to the need for a lot of funds.

"Well, what, can there be any other problem?"

"No, no, it's just Mr. Lin. You should know that if you go abroad to promote it, it will be very difficult..." Zhang Yimou was naturally happy about being able to go abroad to promote it, but sometimes he still had to recognize the facts. He did not want to promote it, but he could promote it. The problems in it would be very complicated.

"Okay, I will solve these things. You just need to do the domestic things well. If there is a schedule, I will notify you." Lin Fan waved his hand. He didn't want to worry about this matter because Lin Fan was absolutely sure.

At this moment, the scene suddenly caused a sensation. Seeing the staff around them shouting, especially the girls, who were even more crazy, Lin Fan was also a little surprised. What was going on?

Lin Fan turned around and saw a man wearing sunglasses and dyed yellow hair standing on the stage.

His face was a little cold and he was pretending to be better than Lin Fan.

"Who is this?" Lin Fan asked.

Although Zhang Yimou, who was immersed in the fantasy of foreign propaganda, heard Lin Shao’s question and said hurriedly, “This is a Korean artist. I have come to China to develop recently. I also have a friend asking me to let him come over. The gangster looks familiar. You know that I don’t like Korean artists very much, but I feel embarrassed to refuse because of my friend’s entrusting it….”

"Oh..." Lin Fan nodded. Then he saw Wu Ying's girl eating on her own, and Lin Fan also asked with a smile, "Why, there is a handsome Korean guy, don't you look at it..."

But Wu Ying curled her lips, "I don't like Korean handsome clothes."

When Lin Fan heard Wu Ying's words, he also smiled.

At this time, Li Quantao looked excited on the stage, as if he had seen his own parents, and immediately stepped forward, a little servile, "Hello, hello, my name is Li Quantao, I am your fan... I am so excited to see you, I am..." Li Quantao's tone of speaking was so excited that he stuttered a little.

At the same time, he was also incoherent and didn't know what to say.

The staff below smiled when they saw Li Quantao's expression. In their opinion, it must be the performance made by Li Quantao to liven up the atmosphere.

At the same time, when the reporters behind saw the people who appeared, they were all a little excited.

"Look, it's Quan Long. I didn't expect Quan Long would be invited here too. This... is a great harvest."

"Yes, yes, this guy is very popular in China now. The number of newly registered scarfs has exceeded 20 million in one day, and has surpassed the big stars in China."

...

"I know you, your name is Li Quantao, and it's a variety show host. I've watched the show you host, which is very similar to our Korean variety show style..." Quan Long said, Mandarin is a bit unstandard and sounds a bit awkward.

"Ah, you actually know me... I'm so excited. You don't know that when I saw you, I was a little nervous..." Li Quantao's expression became more and more abundant, and he had the urge to kneel down.

And the people below who were originally smiling suddenly changed their expressions.

Because they felt that Li Quantao was not adjusting the atmosphere, but was really humble in front of Quan Long, as if he was inferior to others.

They also frowned, looking at Li Quantao with some displeasure. How could he be like this?

In front of a Korean artist, how could he say that he didn't know about Exo like Wu Jing, and at the same time, he also asked whether he was a man or a woman. In the end, he was attacked by a domestic brain-dead fan, or he traumatized himself in his post and asked him to apologize to Exo.

Wu Jing only said one thing that made countless Chinese people praise.

"Those who offend me, China, will kill you."

But just when everyone wanted Li Quantao to pay attention to the occasion, something that was unimaginable happened.

Li Quantao actually pounced and knelt on the ground with a pounce, looking at Quan Long with excitement, as if saying something.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, and the reporters were also crazy and were taking photos. Li Quantao was also a public figure, but now he actually knelt down at someone in public, which was simply unthinkable.

And this person is still a Korean, this...

Zhang Yimou's face was extremely ugly at this moment, and he was extremely angry, but suddenly he found that Lin Shao stood up and was slightly shocked.

"Sister Lin, you..."

Lin Fan sneered twice, then walked to the stage. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!