Southern Metropolis Daily: "Director Feng, do you think the beautiful vision expressed in this film can be realized?"

Feng Kuzi grinned widely: "It will come true eventually."

Chutian Metropolis Daily: "Director Zhang Yimou, what score would you give this film? How does it compare to your upcoming films?"

All eyes turned to Zhang Yimou in the audience. This remark seemed a bit provocative.

Zhang Yimou concluded the topic by saying, "I would give 9 points to 'A World Without Thieves,' as it is a type of film that I personally appreciate. As for my upcoming film, I honestly don't know how to compare them. They are not the same type of film and cannot be compared."

Zhang Yimou's words were quite fair; there was no conflict between him and Feng Xiaogang. If it had been Zhang Weiping in the past, this would definitely have caused a huge uproar.

The reporters asked a few more questions and interviewed each of the lead actors one by one. After the interviews, the premiere was officially over.

The reporters gathered together and went one by one to the back door to collect their payment for the job. They were all beaming with joy as they received their 3,000 yuan.

Meanwhile, Chen Fang arranged for his leaders and friends to arrive at the Tan Palace.

Liu Xiaoli had already made the arrangements.

The group arrived at the small courtyard.

Shen Fang arranged for Han Sanping, Director Wang, and Minister Zhang to enter the private room, with Principal Rong and Principal Wang accompanying them.

Meanwhile, he was outside, entertaining some close friends and acquaintances.

"Mr. Shen, you're doing quite well. You've earned a lot of class." Ding Sanshi sipped his fragrant tea, ate some exquisite pastries, and looked at the construction of Tan Palace. Now he had turned the tables and become the master of his own destiny. He had even experienced a year-long trip as the richest man. Although he had stepped down this year, he had still been the richest man for a time. He had attended many banquets and clubs, and his private club was comparable to Shen Fang's.

"This clubhouse cost a fortune; it was specially prepared to entertain friends like you in the future. The decorations are all in the style of Prince Gong's Mansion. All the necessary entertainment facilities have been arranged. Shall I show you around?"

"Sure."

The group followed Shen Fang to tour the Tan Palace, while Fan Xiaopang and Liu Qianqian gathered together and chatted with Xu Xin, Liu Hui, and He Chaoqiong.

Chinese-American artists have certainly had their eyes opened today.

"Brother Lu Yi, how much does this cost?" Nie Yuan asked, looking at the ornate beams, painted rafters, pavilions, and towers of the Tan Palace.

"It's estimated to be over 100 million."

"They're really rich." Nie Yuan looked at Huang Xiaoming and Qin Lan not far away, his eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

He liked Qin Lan, but Qin Lan liked Huang Xiaoming. He originally thought that after Huang Xiaoming left Huayi, he would have a chance, but who knew that Qin Lan had also left and gone to Longteng with Huang Xiaoming. He watched Huang Xiaoming suddenly become so popular, appearing as the male lead in big productions and becoming a popular male star, while he was still struggling in small productions, playing minor roles.

With her rival thriving, it's incredibly difficult for her to make a name for herself among the Chinese-American artists. While the Chinese-American community is good, there are simply too many of them – too many applicants for too few spots. She's not exactly outstanding, so she can only endure the wait. More importantly, it's clear to everyone how much influence DragonTV has had in the television drama sector this year; they've swept the market. Every drama they release is a hit, and DragonTV's artists have become breakout stars.

We can't compete with them in terms of money, people, dramas, cast, or company. We can't beat them in any aspect.

It's basically hopeless for him to win Qin Lan's heart.

"Nie Yuan? Still watching?"

"Huh?" Nie Yuan turned his head to look at Lu Yi, who was patting his shoulder.

"elder brother."

Lu Yi pointed to Qin Lan and Huang Xiaoming not far away.

"They're all so happy together now, like a pair of lovebirds. You should just give up on them. Huang Xiaoming has a bright future ahead of him, he's a pillar of Longteng now, he's not the same person he used to be. As for Qin Lan, forget about her, there are plenty of good girls out there."

"Brother, what are you saying?" Nie Yuan lowered his head, denying his true thoughts.

Lu Yi smiled and shook his head, saying no more. He was now also considering it; having Chinese descendants was not a long-term solution.