Chapter 112: Looking for Trouble Type

  As a director, one should be good at observing others, and as a "genius" director, Quentin is even more so.

  "Juice or soda?"

  "Well, let's have another glass of juice." Jessica said with a smile, still couldn't help but glance at Yi Fei Yang.

  "Is something wrong?" Quentin asked.

  "What?!"

  "Your eyes always look in that direction, you know, it seems to me that your mind is not at ease."

  "What's going on, hehe, I just... damn it!" Jessica hastily lowered her head.

  Yi Feiyang looked over from the other side.

  "What?" Quentin didn't understand why this girl was acting like a spy, hiding from someone.

  Quentin looked over to where Jessica was hiding, but didn't see anyone suspicious lurking around. Oh wait, there actually was someone special - a Chinese man who seemed very elegant. Yes, although Quenton didn't know him, he stood out from the crowd with an air of nobility.

  "Are you avoiding that guy?"

  "What?" Jessica whispered from under the table.

  "It's that young man who looks very cool, to be exact, he should be a Chinese."

  "Huh, how did you know?" Jessica asked in surprise.

  "Because he is looking this way."

  "Ah, so he saw me then?" Jessica asked hastily.

  "He shouldn't have, he turned around again, yes, he's gone, left." Quentin laughed.

  "Whew, okay." Jessica let out a breath and lifted her head again. "Damn it, all these shocks have messed up my beautiful hair."

  "Hey, miss, who is this guy? Are you afraid of him? Is he a bad egg? Do you want me to call security over to help?" Quentin asked with great concern.

  "No, of course not! No need to bother those security guards, they're busy enough with all these people tonight... Ha ha... Let me explain, that guy, the one you saw, he's a friend of mine, just... just that I owe him some money, yeah, just a little bit... You know how embarrassing it is to owe someone money, and my finances have been tight lately, so... Ha ha, better to avoid him!" Jessica explained in a jumbled manner, surprised that Quentin could actually understand her.

  "I understand what you mean, yeah, owing people money and not paying back is really bad. I used to do that all the time too... but damn it, my friends never chased me for debt like this!"

  "That's because your friend is loyal, unlike me, you know, he's a notorious cheapskate, can chase debts from Hong Kong to the US, and then from the US all the way here!" Jessica got more and more carried away, talking nonsense nonstop.

  "Hmm, he's quite persistent, but I'm curious, how much do you owe him that he's been chasing after you like this?" Quentin couldn't help but ask.

  "I said just a little, yes, just a little." Jessica didn't think Quentin would be so serious. "Of course, if you're willing to help me, maybe there's still a chance."

  "You mean... you want to borrow money from me?"

  "Oh no, what am I doing? We've just met... Oh God, am I really that kind of person who borrows money from anyone?" Jessica hastily explained.

  "Sorry, I misunderstood you," Quentin said. "But what do you need me to do?"

  "It's simple, I'm a self-sufficient person, yes, using my own strength to pay off this debt. You're a director and I just so happen to be an actor..." Jessica gave Quentin Tarantino a "don't need to spell it out" kind of look.

  Quentin suddenly laughed, "Can't help but admit, dear Miss Jessica, your acting skills are really good."

  "Oh, really? You know I'm a good actor without even watching me? Do you want me to name a few plays I've been in so you can go and study them carefully? Maybe I'd be perfect for your new script..." Jessica thought to herself, looking at him, this genius director really has an "eye" for talent.

  "No, you misunderstood me, what I meant was... you're great at playing the role of a debtor!"

  "What role am I supposed to play in this debt-ridden situation...?"

  Quentin didn't say anything, he just shrugged his shoulders.

  "Ah, fine, I admit it, everything I said earlier was a lie!" Jessica surrendered, those damn bastards, how can they be so cunning?!

  "Well then, now won't you introduce me to that gentleman and tell me why you're hiding from him?" Quentin couldn't help but laugh.

  "He's the boss of Dream Factory and the director of 'Ghost Blowing Lamp', China Yi, Yi Feiyang!"

  "Oh, it's him!" Quentin Tarantino couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  Quentin was amazed by Yi Feiyang, not because of the size of his wrist, but in terms of fame, reputation and strength, Yi Feiyang was still far from Quentin's level.

  Quentin was shocked by Yifei Yang's unconventional behavior. In Hollywood, Quentin thought he was already "alternative" enough, whether it was filming or his background, which made many people stunned. But the Chinese Yi in front of him was even more impressive, selling films for 200 million, making films that could scare people to death, and now that he had made a comeback, instead of continuing to make horror movies with the east wind, he suddenly turned around and started making pornographic films!

  My god, what kind of freak is this?!

  ……

  At this moment, Quentin Tarantino's "freak" Yifei Yang has no time to stay here.

  If it weren't for Gus's promise to cash in on the 24 million box office dividend tonight, Yi Feiyang might have left this ghost place long ago.

  Fortunately, Frank Gusta was surrounded by a group of people chatting for a while on the other side, and finally saw Yi Feiyang standing far away, bored to death.

  Gustave couldn't help but secretly laugh at this. This Chinese guy looked really out of place, and he didn't know if it was because the man looked down on those people or if they just wouldn't accept him... He was very talented, but after all, he was a black-eyed, yellow-skinned Chinese person, wasn't he?

  "Hmm, let him wait a bit longer and wear down his sharp spirit!" Gusta muttered to himself as he watched Yi Feiyang pace back and forth, wanting to leave but not bearing to return empty-handed.

  Another five or six minutes passed.

  Gusta glanced at Yifei Yang in conversation, but unexpectedly Yifei Yang seemed to really can't wait, was about to turn around and leave.

  "Ah, young people these days are really something," Gusta said with a wave of his hand in Yifeng's direction. "Hey, dear Yi, I'm over here!"

  Yi Feiyang's mouth twitched as he turned his back, thinking to himself, "Nonsense, of course I know you're there. If I hadn't pretended to leave, this old fox probably wouldn't have called out to me!"

  He slowly turned around, and Yi Feiyang made a expression as if he had just discovered a new continent. "Oh, Mr. Gusta, you're here!" He said while walking towards Gusta.

  Yi Feiyang's acting skills were really great, if Gusta hadn't already seen through the trick, he would have been deceived by the fake image Yi Feiyang created.

  "Come, dear friends, let me introduce you to this friend of mine - China Yi, Yi Feiyang! He has filmed several great plays, and you may have heard his name!" Gusta said to the people beside him.

  Gustav's entourage included a few people that Yifeiyang knew, such as Brad Pitt and Edward Norton, who had just met in the bathroom and were now "toilet friends"; as for the old movie star George Clooney holding a pipe, Yifeiyang naturally knew him too; as for the female stars beside these men, Yifeiyang only knew two, one was Famke Janssen, the actress who rose to fame with "X-Men", and the other was Milla Jovovich, the heroine of "Resident Evil" that Yifeiyang had super liked in his past life.

  These people are either directors or stars, and compared to ordinary people, they pay more attention to understanding the occasion and being polite. So after Gus introduced himself, he very proactively said a sentence: "Hello, nice to meet you."

  Even if you despise Yi Feiyang in your heart, you won't show it. However, there is one exception, and that person is Stephen Sommers, the director of "Deep Rising".

  All I saw was Stefan sneering after listening to Gusta's introduction, "Oh, I thought it was someone who made Mr. Gusta so concerned, turns out it's that Chinese-American director who got rich from dead people and now makes porn movies!"

  Piercing!

  Extremely piercing!

  As the saying goes, don't hit someone in the face and don't expose their shortcomings when scolding them. This Stefan not only slapped Yifei Yang's face in front of so many people but also mercilessly exposed his weaknesses, clearly looking for trouble...

  As soon as he spoke, the surroundings immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at Yì Fēi Yáng with strange eyes, looking at Stefan. Especially those who knew Stefan couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with this guy today?!

  Originally, Stefan Sommers shot the super large film "Extreme Cold" this year. The play was filmed for 85 days and completed in Vancouver and its surrounding areas. Most of the scenes in the film were taken from the shipyard on the north shore of Vancouver. The crew built multiple main sets in this historic shipyard, including the engine room, cruise ship exterior, upper and lower decks, and two corridors that will be flooded by seawater, with scaffolding alone costing $10 million. In short, this play is very expensive.

  Originally thought that this sci-fi blockbuster, which burned countless bills and was painstakingly crafted by Stephen Sommers with a mix of suspense and thrilling colors, would be a huge hit at the box office. But unexpectedly, the film's opening weekend in North America only earned $4.73 million, ranking 12th, and Lionsgate will likely make big moves on the production side, possibly investing in a big-budget film around $10 million.

  Originally, according to Steven's big-name style, he still looked down on a mid-sized film company like Lionsgate. He had always cooperated with major companies such as Universal, Warner and Fox, and even the last time he cooperated with Bona Film Group, it was also supported by Universal in the background.

  However, he is now out of luck and has no room for pickiness. He came to participate in the Christmas party of Shimeng Film Studio with a hard heart, and took the opportunity to find Mr. Gusta to communicate and see if he could hand over the play of the company next year to him for direction.

  Originally thought that as a big shot in the directing world, by lowering oneself to this extent, Liongate's future big production would definitely be within grasp.

  But he was wrong.

  Gustave, that damned guy, actually played hide-and-seek with him. Every time he brought it up, the other person would dodge to the left and right, or look around in all directions... without a shred of sincerity.

  Stephen felt his face was about to lose all its light, in the past, many big bosses of companies wrote scripts personally and brought them in front of him, crying and begging him to direct and shoot, now he took the initiative to send it to their doorsteps, but was actually being played with, this was too infuriating!

  Stephen was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it. Just then, Gustav brought Yifei Yang over. Seeing how "enthusiastic" Gustav was about this young Chinese-American director, compared to his own "treatment" just now, Stephen suddenly felt deeply insulted.

  That's too much!

  How can this be?!

  Stephen's pent-up anger suddenly burst out, his words were biting and sharp, as if they had been enemies for centuries.

  Yi Feiyang was bewildered, and it seemed that he didn't even recognize this guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Why did he hate him so much?

  Facing Stefan's extremely sarcastic words, Yi Feiyang could only say innocently: "Sorry, may I ask who you are..."

  "I am Stefan Somers. What, don't you recognize me?" Stefan looked up his nose with a haughty expression.

  Yi Feiyang smiled, looking at the "looking for trouble" guy in front of him, thinking to himself, what's going on today? So many people asking if he knows them, first that Paris Hilton, now this Stephen Sommers, these Americans are too self-absorbed?!