1novels Chapter 141 Flowers Before the Grave, A New King
Chapter 141 Flowers Before the Grave, A New King
Gu Changchuan lowered his head.
His gaze fell on Chen Yan's leather shoes.
Two special police officers stepped forward.
They grabbed Gu Changchuan's left and right arms.
Pull upwards.
Gu Changchuan was dragged to his feet.
His leather shoes were dragged through the puddles.
Water splashed onto the SWAT officers' tactical boots.
The door of the riot control vehicle was opened.
The special police pushed Gu Changchuan into the back seat.
The metal doors are closed.
It made a dull thud.
The red and blue flashing lights alternate.
The police convoy drove away from Pier 3.
Chen Yan turned around.
The sea breeze lifted the hem of his coat.
Wu Gang followed behind him.
The two got into the police SUV.
The SUV was parked on the asphalt road outside the western suburbs cemetery.
Chen Yan pushed open the car door.
He was holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his hand.
Leather shoes tread on the bluestone steps.
He walked up the mountain path.
Su Wan followed on his left.
She was wearing a black trench coat.
He was carrying a brown paper bag.
Lin Qingqiu walked on the right.
She was wearing a black jacket.
He cut his hair into a buzz cut.
He was wearing a black wristband on his right arm.
The three stopped in front of a double tombstone halfway up the mountain.
Chen Yan bent down.
He placed white chrysanthemums on the base of the tombstone.
The tombstone is inscribed with the names of Chen Jianguo and Li Sumei.
Some of the red paint is peeling off.
Chen Yan straightened up.
He looked at the tombstone.
"The Municipal Bureau issued a notice this morning."
Su Wan spoke.
"The investigation into the Jing-Tong Expressway project has been reopened."
Su Wan added.
"Two deputy directors of the Construction Committee have been taken away."
Su Wan said.
Chen Yan did not speak.
He took a metal lighter out of his pocket.
Su Wan opened the kraft paper bag.
She took out a stack of photocopies.
The document contains the financial statements of companies under Gu Changchuan's name.
There is also a list of people involved in the case.
Chen Yan took the photocopy.
He pressed his thumb against the lighter's grinding wheel.
Flames ignited.
The flames licked the edges of the paper.
The paper is burning.
Chen Yan threw the burning paper onto the bluestone slab in front of the tombstone.
Flames engulfed the paper.
Ashes drifted in the air.
Lin Qingqiu stepped forward.
She took out a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).
Unscrew the bottle cap.
She poured the wine onto the ashes.
Alcohol accelerates combustion.
The firelight illuminated the names on the tombstones.
"The film crew will be arriving tomorrow."
Lin Qingqiu spoke.
"Your injury."
Chen Yan looked at her right arm.
"The stitches have been removed."
Lin Qingqiu answered.
"It won't affect the action scenes."
Lin Qingqiu added.
Chen Yan nodded.
He turned and walked towards the stone steps.
Su Wan and Lin Qingqiu followed.
Chen Yan pushed open the glass door of the Yanying Culture conference room.
Lin Shufen sat on the left side of the long conference table.
She was wearing a burgundy suit.
A woman's cigarette was held between her fingers.
Five equity transfer agreements were laid out on the table.
Su Wan pulled out a chair.
She sat down opposite Lin Shufen.
"Gu Changchuan's Ruixiang Trading Company has been shut down."
Lin Shufen spoke.
She flicked the ashes into the crystal ashtray.
"Eight of his city cinemas have entered bankruptcy liquidation proceedings."
Lin Shufen added.
She opened the first agreement.
It was pushed in front of Su Wan.
"I contacted someone I know at an asset management company."
Lin Shufen said.
"Purchase in bulk."
Lin Shufen tapped the surface of the agreement.
"price."
Chen Yan pulled out the chair in the main seat.
He sat down.
"30% of the market price."
Lin Shufen answered.
"Includes equipment and a lease for the land."
Lin Shufen added.
Su Wan picked up the pen.
She signed the name of Yanying Culture at the end of the agreement.
She picked up the red official seal.
Printed in the signature area.
"The equity transfer of Jinghai Film & Television has been completed."
Su Wan spoke.
She pushed the agreement back to Lin Shufen.
"Yanying now holds a 75% stake."
Su Wan said.
"The distribution channels in the north are now open."
Lin Shufen extinguished her cigarette.
"You're now a major player in the cinema industry."
Lin Shufen looked at Chen Yan.
Chen Yan leaned back in his chair.
He looked at the map of China on the table.
The map is marked with red dots.
This represents the cinema chains controlled by Yanying.
The dots are connected together.
"Tear down those three old cinemas in Tianjin."
Chen Yan spoke.
"Convert it into a multiplex cinema."
Chen Yan added.
"We don't have enough funds."
Su Wan said.
"The budget for 'Broken Bridge' took up 60% of the company's cash."
Su Wan opened her notebook.
"Use Jinghai's shell company as collateral at the bank."
Chen Yan answered.
"Work will begin next month."
Chen Yan issued the order.
Su Wan took notes in her notebook.
The pen tip rubs against the paper.
Lin Shufen stood up.
She straightened her clothes.
"You're very quick."
Lin Shufen spoke.
"Nobody in the industry dares to touch your business now."
Lin Shufen said.
"They're just watching."
Chen Yan answered.
"If 'Broken Bridge' is successful, this brand will be firmly established."
Lin Shufen walked towards the glass door.
She opened the door.
Leave the meeting room.
Abandoned quarry.
A red banner hangs between the two cranes.
The banner had white lettering.
The opening ceremony of "Broken Bridge".
A wooden platform was erected on the site.
A long table was placed on the high platform.
On the table were a roast suckling pig and a bronze incense burner.
More than a hundred reporters crowded outside the police cordon.
The camera lens is pointed at the high platform.
The flashbulbs went off frequently.
Chen Yan walked up to the high platform.
He was wearing a black windbreaker.
He was holding three incense sticks in his hand.
Lin Qingqiu followed behind him.
She was wearing worn-out work clothes.
His face was covered in gray-black mud paint.
His buzz cut was exposed in front of the camera.
The flashes were more frequent.
The sound of camera shutters clicking was continuous.
Chen Yan lit incense.
He bowed to the incense burner.
Insert the incense sticks into the incense burner.
Lin Qingqiu stepped forward to offer incense.
Chen Yan turned around.
He walked to the microphone in front of the long table.
It became quiet outside the police line.
"Director Chen."
A male reporter raised his recording pen.
"Gu Changchuan's case was just announced yesterday."
The male reporter spoke.
Is the decision to start filming "Broken Bridge" today a direct response to this case?
The male reporter asked a question.
"The movie is about events from 1995."
Chen Yan answered.
"Leave the case to the law."
Chen Yan added.
"There are rumors that Gu Changchuan tried to obstruct the filming of this movie."
A female reporter asked a question.
"They even resorted to illegal means."
The female reporter handed the microphone forward.
Filming began as scheduled.
Chen Yan spoke.
"That's the answer."
Chen Yan said.
"Lin Qingqiu's appearance has changed a lot."
The male reporter pointed the recording pen at Lin Qingqiu.
"Is this to get rid of the 'pretty face' label?"
The male reporter asked.
Lin Qingqiu walked to the microphone.
"I play a woman who smashes rocks in a quarry."
Lin Qingqiu spoke.
"She needs strength."
Lin Qingqiu said.
Lin Qingqiu rolled up the right sleeve of her work clothes.
A new scar, ten centimeters long, was visible on his right arm.
The scar is dark red.
The granulation tissue curled up.
"This scar."
Lin Qingqiu pointed to her arm.
"It's a character."
Lin Qingqiu answered.
A series of camera shutter clicks rang out from the audience.
The reporters captured this scene.
Chen Yan walked back to the microphone.
"The Broken Bridge is a film based on real-life events."
Chen Yan spoke.
"No special effects."
Chen Yan said.
"There was no stunt double."
Chen Yan added.
"We only film what actually happened."
Chen Yan answered.
He stepped down from the platform.
Wu Gang led the security personnel to set up a cordon.
They blocked the reporters who rushed towards them.
Chen Yan walked toward the director's tent.
Leather shoes stepped on the gravel ground.
It makes a rustling sound.
Yan Huaizhong stood outside the tent.
He was wearing a gray jacket.
He was holding a brown paper envelope.
Chen Yan stopped in his tracks.
Yan Huaizhong handed the envelope to Chen Yan.
"It just arrived today."
Yan Huaizhong spoke.
Chen Yan took the envelope.
The envelope was printed with French text.
The upper right corner bears the Cannes postmark.
The postmark date is three days ago.
The opening was sealed with red sealing wax.
The sealing wax is printed with a pattern of golden palm leaves.
Chen Yan looked down at the envelope.