civilwarnovels Chapter 83 Danger
Chapter 83 Danger
On May 15th, post-production of "Love is Not Blind" was completed and it passed the review process smoothly.
Meanwhile, "Crazy Stone" has been in theaters for half a month, with its cumulative box office exceeding 43 million.
Based on this trend, the final price is likely to be between 55 million and 60 million.
The return on investment is more than ten times.
Ning Hao's name has now firmly established itself in the industry.
On May 20th, Fu Yibai received a call from Han Shanping.
"Yi Bai, congratulations! I've seen the movie 'Stone,' and it's really interesting."
Han Shanping's voice was tinged with laughter.
"When you told me Ning Hao was talented, I didn't take it too seriously. Now it seems you really have a good eye."
"Mr. Han, you flatter me."
Fu Yibai spoke in a humble tone.
"Ning Hao proved himself; I just gave him a chance."
"You're being modest."
Han Shanping paused for a moment, then said, "When will you start preparing for that big production you mentioned?"
Thirty-Three Days has now been approved.
Shouldn't we get ready?
"Don't worry, Mr. Han."
I need to go abroad in a few days. We'll talk again after I get back.
"Going abroad?"
What? A collaboration? Do you need China Film Group's help?
Han Shanping is very good at seizing opportunities.
"It's not confirmed yet, Mr. Han."
Fu Yibai said, somewhat speechless.
"Hey, just let me know if you need anything."
China Film Group will always be your strongest supporter.
Han Shanping coughed lightly, then chatted with Fu Yibai about other things.
On May 22, the box office of "Crazy Stone" exceeded 50 million.
Because Fu Yibai was about to go abroad and couldn't wait for "Crazy Stone" to be released, he held a celebration banquet for Ning Hao in advance.
Not only the main cast and crew were present, but also producers, directors, and artists from half of the entertainment industry.
Ning Hao's face was flushed from being plied with alcohol. Standing on the stage, he rambled on incoherently, saying a lot of thank-yous while laughing like a fool.
Huang Bo and Lei Jiayin were surrounded by a group of producers, who collected a stack of their business cards.
Fu Yibai also chatted with some directors, producers and artists he knew.
The director also invited him to attend the premiere of "House of Flying Daggers" next month.
Fu Yibai had to decline the offer because he was about to go abroad.
Zhao Qi leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"Wang Zhongjun asked someone to pass on a message, wanting to invite you to dinner."
"When?"
"The time is up to you."
Fu Yibai smiled.
"Tell him he's busy lately and we'll talk about it when he has time."
Zhao Qi smiled too.
"clear."
The celebration banquet ended at 10 p.m.
Fu Yibai stepped out of the hotel; the night breeze was slightly cool.
Liu Yan was already waiting by the car and opened the door.
"Mr. Fu, where are we going?"
Without even thinking, Fu Yibai said, "Go back to my place."
Liu Yan nodded and drove Fu Yibai towards the villa area.
On the way back, it was late at night, and the streets of Beijing had lost their daytime hustle and bustle.
Liu Yan drove the car smoothly towards the villa area.
Fu Yibai leaned back in the back seat, closed his eyes to rest, his mind still replaying the clinking of glasses at the victory celebration banquet.
The car had just left the main road when it suddenly got stuck in traffic.
Several cars with their hazard lights on were blocking the middle of the road, and traffic police were handling the accident.
"Mr. Fu, there's been a car accident ahead, we might have to take a detour."
Liu Yan peeked out.
"Hmm, let's go around it."
Liu Yan turned the steering wheel and entered a relatively quiet street next to her.
There are few cars on this road, and old residential buildings line both sides. The streetlights are dim, and there are only a few shops with their lights on occasionally.
After driving a few hundred meters, Liu Yan suddenly slowed down, her brows furrowing.
"Mr. Fu..."
At the intersection ahead, two bread trucks were parked sideways, blocking the road.
Liu Yan instinctively tried to reverse, but in the rearview mirror, she saw two more vans coming from behind and blocking the road.
Both the front and back roads were blocked.
"Mr. Fu, something's not right..."
Before the words were even finished, the doors of both the front and rear vans opened simultaneously, and more than a dozen people jumped out, carrying baseball bats and iron pipes, and surrounded their vans.
Liu Yan's face turned pale, and her fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly.
Fu Yibai opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the approaching figures through the car window.
The lights were dim, making it impossible to see faces clearly, but their demeanor was obviously hostile.
"Liu Yan, lock the door and call the police immediately."
After reminding Liu Yan, Fu Yibai immediately searched for a solution in the system.
There was still some time before the police arrived. If these people really wanted to do something, they could have broken the car window and done it before the police came.
Therefore, Fu Yibai could not simply sit idly by and wait for his doom.
On the system's "Professional Skills Infusion" page, Fu Yibai found several skills that could solve his immediate problem.
"Why is it so expensive..."
Looking at the combat skills listed, each worth 30,000 influence points, Fu Yibai was somewhat worried.
Because he only has 25,000 skill points left, which is not enough at all.
"Oh, right, you can settle the score for 'Crazy Stone' now."
"System, settle the score for 'Crazy Stone'."
[Ding! The host requests settlement for the main investment work "Crazy Stone"...]
[System settlement in progress...]
[Based on the current influence of the film "Crazy Stone" (a comprehensive assessment including box office performance, media reviews, social buzz, and industry recognition)...]
[Settlement complete! Host has gained 8000 Influence Points.]
Current total points: 33000.
enough.
[Exchange for Bajiquan Master.]
[Ding! Exchange successful, 30000 points consumed. Current remaining points: 3000.]
Instantly, a warm current surged from all four limbs and bones, quickly flowing throughout the entire body.
Countless moves, power generation techniques, and combat experiences of Bajiquan flooded his mind like a tidal wave, as if he had practiced for twenty years.
Fu Yibai closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, a sharp glint appeared in them.