Chapter 335: A clever plan to bring peace to the world, Fatty Wang calls for help

Here's the thing.

This year's Hundred Flowers Awards will be held in Jiyang, Jiangsu Province from October 10 to October 12.

In terms of time, it basically overlaps with the Busan International Film Festival.

This overlap naturally creates a contrast.

Compared with the Busan International Film Festival, which is so grand and has more than 300 films participating from more than 60 countries and regions, the Hundred Flowers Awards seems very embarrassing.

Whether it is traditional media such as television and newspapers, or new media on the Internet.

There are very few news reports on the Hundred Flowers Awards.

Even if there were reports, they were just casual mentions.

The content of the report was very brief and perfunctory, and could not attract the readers' attention or interest at all.

Besides.

This year's Hundred Flowers Awards has set several historical lows -

The lowest number of audience votes, the lowest red carpet ratings, the lowest number of films participating in the awards, the lowest number of stars participating...

It's uglier, very damn uglier!
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The organizers of the Hundred Flowers Awards, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the China Film Association, are all anxious.

This is the Hundred Flowers Awards, one of the three major film festivals in mainland China.

How can it be possible if it turns out like this?

Do you still want political achievements? Do you still want profits? Do you still want the chair under your buttocks?

By the way, ever since Lin Yicheng announced his withdrawal from the Hundred Flowers Awards, the influence of the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards has been like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, getting weaker every year.

Come to think of it, if even the “number one director in the country” openly withdrew from the award, what credibility does it have?

People in the circle are taking it less and less seriously, and even many people mention the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards just for fun.

Not to mention people outside the circle, they don't even watch the award ceremony, and they don't care which movie won an award or which star won an award.

You treated us, the audience, as fools in the beginning, so don't blame us for pretending to be blind with you now.

In the past few years, although the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards were in an embarrassing situation, they were still able to maintain themselves.

When you grow up, you don’t have to lock the door and just entertain yourself.

Just cover your eyes and ears, and pretend not to see or hear the ridicule and criticism from the outside world.

But if we do this again this year, it won’t work.

Lin Yicheng went to attend the Busan International Film Festival!

He also won six major awards in a row!
Speaking of which, the idea of ​​"using foreign powers to bully others" is quite disgusting, but we cannot deny that it is useful, especially for some people.

Although Bangzi is "Eastern", it is also "Western"!
In the cognition and concept of many people in China, South Korea is a developed country - after all, it was one of the "Four Asian Tigers" back then.

Moreover, the Busan International Film Festival is a world-class A award, which is simply incomparable to the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards.

Okay.

Lin Yicheng, whom you looked down upon at first, has now been highly recognized by "foreigners" and has received awards of a higher level than yours.

Even judging from the number of awards Lin Yicheng has won, this is more than just high recognition.

Both the "foreigners" and the Busan International Film Festival are already trying to lick Lin Yicheng's boots.

Whose face is this slapping?
Even after being beaten in the face like this, can you still continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb?

Several relevant persons in charge of the Hundred Flowers Awards were so anxious that they had boils on their mouths!

We have to think of a way!

How to do?
Invite Lin Yicheng to participate in next year's Golden Rooster Awards?
Come on.

They have long looked down on us and it is impossible for them to come.

Could you please make a statement, saying tactfully that there were indeed some shortcomings in the selection process of the previous session, and express the regret that Lin Yicheng did not win the award at that time?

This doesn't work either.

The relevant person in charge at that time had not yet retired to the second line.

This is not the way to pass the buck.

Criticize Lin Yicheng, saying that he not only does not participate in domestic awards, but instead goes abroad to win awards, and accuse him of being "worshiping foreigners and fawning on foreign countries"?
But pull it down.

Don’t you even look at Lin Yicheng’s current status and position, and who is standing behind him!
Lin Yicheng is no longer the young boy who could be bullied and controlled by them at will!
They dare to put the blame on Lin Yicheng. Aren’t they afraid that Lin Yicheng will turn the table against them?

How about bringing Lin Yicheng into the Federation of Literary and Art Circles?

In this way, we will all be family in the future and can meet and laugh away all grudges.

It was all a misunderstanding at first.

Moreover, the "rumors" in the outside world that "the Hundred Flowers Awards bullied Lin Yicheng" were self-defeating.

Well, this approach does have some merit.

But there are hidden dangers, big hidden dangers.

Saying.

Ever since the Beijing circle cooled down, ever since that storm.

Xiaoqing's family power suffered a heavy blow.

This literary association...

Anyway, it’s not the same Federation of Literary and Art Circles as before.

Many people have trouble speaking.

What kind of personality does Lin Yicheng have?
Let him join the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Isn’t this “letting a wolf into the house”?

From now on, who should we listen to in this small piece of land?
Let some people do things according to the face of a man who has no hair on his face and is younger than their son...

For them, it is worse than death.
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At this moment, another "smart" person slapped his head and came up with a brilliant idea.

Let Lin Yicheng be a judge for next year’s Hundred Flowers Awards!
What he said at the beginning was that he and his film would not compete for the award.

Then let's take advantage of his verbal loopholes.

Let him judge awards for other films!

You see, by doing this, the misunderstanding is resolved and the outside criticism can also stop.

Moreover, the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards can be restored in influence by leveraging Lin Yicheng's reputation and fame.

The key is.

Don’t “let the wolf in the house”!
Let him be a judge, give him some say, and designate one or two unimportant awards.

In this way, you can kill two birds with one stone. Don't you have both face and substance?
As for the next judge, will we look for him?

Well, let’s talk about it later.

Let’s first take a look at the specific results next year.

At this time, someone raised an objection.

What if Lin Yicheng doesn’t come?
"Da Congming" smiled complacently.

Said: "Then let's put him up there first and announce in advance that we sincerely invite him to be a judge."

"We are so sincere. If he doesn't come, it means he doesn't give us face. If anything happens or conflicts arise in the future, the fault won't be on us."

This "clever" and "brilliant plan" immediately won unanimous approval from everyone.

Well, great!

High, it is high!

As expected of you, “Great Intelligence”! —

"Great cleverness" means being very "clever".

But he seemed to have forgotten.

He is not the only smart person in this world.

So is Lin Yicheng.

After listening to Zhong Lifang's report, Lin Yicheng immediately understood the organizer's intention of asking him to be a judge for next year's Golden Rooster Awards.

Lin Yicheng has never hesitated to assume the greatest malice towards that group of people.

You must never be fooled by them and you must not be taken advantage of by them.

"So, Mr. Lin, what should we do now?"

"I just saw that they posted a Weibo post saying..."

After listening to Zhong Lifang's words.

Lin Yicheng also had a headache.

This is really like a toad jumping on your feet. It doesn't bite you, but it annoys you.

Lin Yicheng has never been afraid of his enemies confronting him head-on.

But this kind of ulterior motive, a hidden ulterior motive, is difficult to deal with because neither beating nor scolding can stop it.

Lin Yicheng pinched his brows, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't pay attention to them. Any response now will only increase their attention, which will not benefit us."

"Just leave them alone for now. Don't worry about them."

"Okay, that's it for now. I have another phone call coming in, so I won't talk about it for now."

Lin Yicheng hung up the call with Zhong Lifang and answered the new call.

Number from the United States.

Just connected.

Wang Liming's pig-slaughtering howl sounded right next to Lin Yicheng's ears.

"Brother! Help! Come and save me! If it's too late I won't be able to survive!"

When Lin Yicheng heard Wang Liming shout like that, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

After all, that’s the country where “Happy America, gunfights every day”!

What happened to Fatty Wang in America?

Kidnapping? Blackmail? Or something else?
For a moment, Lin Yicheng didn't dare to think further.

If something bad happened to Fatty Wang, how would Lin Yicheng explain to Fatty Wang's family?

"Brother Jun, stop the car!"

Lin Yicheng first gave Zheng Jun a hurried order.

Then he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Fatty, don't worry, tell me what happened. Where are you now? Are you safe? Can I still get through to you if I call you again?"

Lin Yicheng's questions were asked quickly and urgently, but his logic was still clear, and he asked the most crucial questions.

At the same time, Lin Yicheng began to think rapidly in his mind.

Uncle Xu is an important general and a descendant of a founding hero, so he can definitely have a say with the National F Department.

As for the Foreign Affairs Department, I had dealt with them before on "Taken" and I can still get in touch with them.

There is also the godfather, and even the person behind the godfather, whom you can ask for help if things really don’t work out.

Then there is Huang Chunrong. He has a lot of connections in the United States and can be considered a local boss, so we must look for him.

The names and figures of people who might be able to contribute and help flashed through Lin Yicheng's mind.

"I'm in Los Angeles, California, where I lived before, and I'm doing fine."

After hearing Wang Liming's reply, Lin Yicheng was slightly relieved.

But then, Wang Liming's voice came again.

"Come here quickly! If you're any later, it's hard to say what will happen..."

"I... wuu ...

Fatty Wang's mouth seemed to be blocked by something.

At this moment, Lin Yicheng's heart suddenly jumped up again.

"Hey, Fatty? Fatty!"

Lin Yicheng hurriedly shouted a few more words into the phone.

All I could hear was a busy tone.

"grass!"

Lin Yicheng slammed the car window hard, not even noticing the pain. The veins on Lin Yicheng's forehead bulged, and his head was throbbing.

He took another deep breath, his brain working rapidly.

As the saying goes, "A son of a wealthy family will not sit in the hall."

If it were someone else, with Lin Yicheng's current wealth and status, he would naturally not take risks personally, and at most he would only contribute money and effort.

But can Fatty Wang be an ordinary person?
They are Lin Yicheng’s beloved relatives, friends, brothers and sisters.

No matter what the cost, it is worth it for the safety of my old brother.

Besides, Fatty Wang is a smart man and a loyal one.

If something really dangerous happened, he would rather get into trouble himself than involve Lin Yicheng.

Now, Fatty Wang asked Lin Yicheng to rescue him.

This means that things are not yet at the point where they are beyond redemption and there is still room for improvement.

And Lin Yicheng shouldn't encounter any danger after he goes there.

Therefore, Lin Yicheng must go to the United States on this trip.

However, even though this is the truth, Lin Yicheng still has to prepare for the worst.
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So he picked up his phone and made a few more calls.

"Hello? Brother Xu, it's like this... Yes, if there's a real need later, you'll have to ask Uncle Xu to come forward... No, no, Brother Xu, you don't have to go... Okay, I'll contact you later."

"Hello, Director Zhang. I'm Lin Yicheng... I have some business to attend to in the United States. As you know, it's not as good as our country... Yes, I mean, if I run into any trouble... Okay, okay, let's find Ambassador Sun there, right? Thank you so much, Director Zhang. I'll definitely visit you when I return home..."

"Hey, Brother Huang, I'm going to trouble you again this time... Green Gang? Forget it, I don't want to have anything to do with them... Yes, when the time comes, I'll have to rely on your guidance on some connections and stuff... Okay, I won't be polite..."

"Godfather, I'm in some trouble here... Don't worry, I know what's going on and I won't joke about my own safety... I'm just in case... Okay, I got it. Also, don't tell Tiantian about this, I'm afraid she'll worry..."

All the calls that needed to be made have been made.

What follows is Lin Yicheng’s own arrangements.

At this time, Zheng Jun, who usually remained silent unless Lin Yicheng asked, spoke.

"Go to America?"

"Well, I have to go." Lin Yicheng nodded in agreement.

"Bring it or not?"

Zheng Jun said this and made a gesture.

Lin Yicheng immediately understood what it meant - bring weapons.

"Can you bring it over?"

Lin Yicheng became excited.

After all, we are going to America.

If you have something to rely on, you will always have more confidence.

Zheng Jun didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

Lin Yicheng suddenly realized.

Zheng Jun was born into an elite group and had carried out some missions before.

It's a kind of mission similar to that of a special agent - sneak in first, then behead.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to bring their weapons to the Americans, but it is much easier for Zheng Jun.

"You must bring them. This time your comrades should also come with you. The more people, the better. The more weapons, the better."

Lin Yicheng said without hesitation.

"What else?"

Zheng Jun spoke a lot today, and they were all "long sentences" of three words.

Zheng Jun gestured towards Lin Yicheng twice again.

After all, Lin Yicheng is a director who has made gun battle movies like "Taken".

I still know a little about some of these guys.

The moves that Zheng Jun demonstrated were all long and fierce.

Looking at Zheng Jun, who had a strange expression and a faint bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Lin Yicheng was speechless.

This guy can't even fart even if you hit him with three sticks.

Speaking of going to America, or taking weapons with you to America, you will immediately become a warmonger.

"Don't do that. Just bring the short ones. Don't bring anything else."

Lin Yicheng quickly stopped him.

It's okay to bring a short guy.

If we really do something fierce, things will really get out of hand. There's no need for that.

Moreover, Lin Yicheng really couldn't hold it.

Zheng Jun nodded with disappointment and stopped talking.
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10 month 16 day.

It's still daytime in China.

It's already night in Santa Monica, Los Angeles, California.

"right here."

Lin Yicheng looked at an independent villa not far away and said softly.

This villa was rented by Lin Yicheng on Huang Chunrong's behalf before Fatty Wang came to America.

It is also a typical American villa style - a seaside villa. There are no other houses or buildings within a radius of several hundred meters.

Very independent and secluded.

It also came in handy for Lin Yicheng and others.

After hearing what Lin Yicheng said, Zheng Jun took out two things from his back.

First, he put on a far-infrared telescope on his head and pressed a few buttons.

Then he lowered his head again and kept clicking on a device that looked very much like a handheld computer.

Lin Yicheng watched patiently without making any noise to interrupt.

A few minutes later, Zheng Jun nodded to Lin Yicheng.

"Where are your comrades? Why didn't I see them?"

Lin Yicheng couldn't help but ask.

He had just looked around carefully and it seemed that there was no one else here except him and Zheng Jun.

Zheng Jun didn't say anything, just pointed around.

Lin Yicheng took a closer look.

Well, still no trace found.

At this time, Zheng Jun spoke into the earphone at the corner of his mouth.

"action."

The next moment, Lin Yicheng saw it.

A dozen small red dots surrounded the villa from all sides.

It's fast, but has a certain rhythm to it.

But no footsteps could be heard over the sound of the waves.

"Walk."

After Zheng Jun said this, he took the lead and rushed towards the villa.

Lin Yicheng also saw it.

Zheng Jun didn't know when he had an extra guy in his hands.

But he didn't move forward with his weapon raised like in movies and TV.

Instead, his right hand hung down, with the thing tightly pressed against his leg.
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Seeing this, Lin Yicheng tightened his bulletproof vest and quickly followed.

At the same time, his heart started beating rapidly.

I feel like the blood in my body is boiling.

Adventure, excitement...

These factors are ingrained in men.

It's nature, it's instinct.

Just when Lin Yicheng was about ten meters away from the villa.

Suddenly, I heard a few "pop" sounds - that was the sound of glass breaking.

Vaguely, he saw something being thrown into the villa.

At this time, Zheng Jun in front of him waved his hand towards Lin Yicheng and said again, "Wait."

After waiting for about half a minute, Zheng Jun suddenly moved.

As swift as a cheetah, as fierce as thunderbolt.

He rushed out in a few steps.

He rushed to the door of the villa, put his hands together, and pried it open without any other movement. Then he heard a "click" and the door lock opened.

Zheng Jun gave a sudden kick.

"Clang".

He kicked the sturdy wooden door open.

Zheng Jun rolled in quickly.

"Hands up!"

Zheng Jun shouted something in English, and at the same time, he aimed the weapon in his hand at a sofa in the living room.

There was a dim desk lamp on.

There are two figures under the light.

Lin Yicheng was quite far away.

些看不清.

But one of the figures looked very much like the familiar Fatty Wang in terms of body shape.

The real culprit was found and the situation was under control.

There was no need for Lin Yicheng to fall behind.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace and trot towards the villa.

Just ran halfway.

Zheng Jun suddenly retreated from the living room and then to the front door.

Even the retreat action was a bit awkward.

Lin Yicheng immediately stopped again.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Lin Yicheng became anxious and asked hurriedly.

Zheng Jun didn't answer.

He just waved his hand, motioning Lin Yicheng to go in by himself.

Lin Yicheng became even more confused.

I had to speed up again.

Soon, he also rushed into the villa and came to the living room.

When his eyes turned to the sofa and looked at the two figures.

The pupils shrank first.

Then, the whole person was completely stunned and stood there in a daze.

(End of this chapter)