The private plane landed at the Nice Airport, the nearest to Cannes. As soon as Tan Xiaotian got off the plane, he saw the person who was greeting him below.

The one standing in front was naturally Tan Mingyan holding the king.

Tan Mingyan smiled like a flower, holding her son in one hand and holding the king's little hand in the other, shaking gently, "Son, who are you here?"

It's dad."

There is Lu Heng who arrived here one step earlier by her side.

Lu Heng was calm and composed, with a leader style.

Other friends such as Jacob and Jacques also came to the airport.

Tan Xiaotian also saw Zhan Zhiyun, Hu Jin and Lu Wenqing.

He took several crew creators down the gangway.

Tan Mingyan was the first to meet him and complained in a low voice, "Why did you come so late?"

My son misses you."

"A big thing done."

Tan Xiaotian took over the king very naturally.

The king is nearly one year old, and he is just talking, and he makes a vague sound in his mouth.

The people around him did not come forward automatically, and they would talk about it when the father and son were intimate! Tan Mingyan knew that it was not the time for the family to reunite and express their feelings to each other, so she quickly brought the king back.

Tan Xiaotian has the opportunity to shake hands with everyone one by one.

Before Tan Xiaotian came, the Chinese Film delegation had already arrived in Cannes a week ago, and the preparations for China Film Week had been basically completed.

Tan Xiaotian came a little late because Sanxing's affairs came, so he shook hands with Lu Heng and explained a few words in a low voice.

The airport is not a place to talk. After greeting everyone, everyone got in the car and rushed back to Cannes.

Nice Airport is only 27 kilometers away from Cannes and will arrive soon.

Tan Xiaotian didn't even have time to go back to his home, so he went directly to the hotel where Lu Heng stayed.

The day after tomorrow is the opening day of the Cannes Film Festival. They need to hold a meeting. Now that the chat is coming, everyone is finally together.

In addition to officials from the cultural and diplomatic systems, the participants also participated in the exhibition as the bosses of the top ten film companies.

Who would miss this kind of good thing that can make your company's works appear in Cannes? So all these bosses who are usually busy and rushed to Cannes and worked hard to promote their own videos and artists.

Lu Heng presided over the meeting. He first asked the leaders of the diplomatic system to say a few words. The main content was the etiquette and local habits that should be paid attention to in Cannes. Next is the details of the Chinese Film Week. One ten films is one every day, and which company will be responsible for the activities of the day if the movie is released.

Lu Heng read out the dates for the ten videos to be played in public.

As soon as Lu Heng finished speaking, a fat and fat man sneered, "Tan is really stable. The last one is here. Tiantan's movie begins and ends. Since that's the case, why do you call us here?

You Tiantan's family can make up ten movies."

This person is named Yu Wuzhi, the boss of Shunjin Film. His movies are ranked in a not very prominent position. When Tan Xiaotian was the last one to show off his airs, he felt angry, so he retorted.

Before Tan Xiaotian could speak, Lu Heng narrowed his eyes and the leader's aura immediately emerged.

"Mr. Yu, I asked someone to arrange the date of the movie. Do you have any objections to me if you say that?"

Yu Wuzhi was not completely crazy yet. How dare he openly contradict Huaying's helmsman, "Mr. Lu, how dare I have any objections to you? I just think it's a bit unfair. Why did Tiantan's family occupy three places, and it's either the beginning or the finale, I don't accept it."

“Why?

Just because this Chinese Film Week was won by President Tan. Without President Tan, there would be no Sino-French cultural exchange activity. Mr. Yu, is this reason sufficient?"

Lu Heng is very rude, "If Mr. Yu feels that this arrangement is unfair, he can withdraw from the competition now, and I will arrange for other companies to take over immediately."

Everyone here looked at Yu Wuzhi like a fool, thinking where did this naughty come from?

Could it be the first day to open a movie company?

He actually dared to openly provoke Tan Xiaotian. Who doesn’t know how good Tan Xiaotian’s relationship with Cannes is? Last month’s Yanjing University Student Film Festival and this Cannes Chinese Film Week were all promoted by him.

As soon as he heard that he was going to withdraw from the competition, Yu Wuzhikhan came down and immediately begged for forgiveness, "Mr. Lu, I don't understand the situation. I apologize to Mr. Tan and apologize to you."

Lu Heng glared at him fiercely.

However, Tan Xiaotian didn't look at this place from beginning to end.

He has been in the film industry for many years and has met many big names in the circle. He has never heard of this in the general market.

In fact, it’s not just him, many people don’t know Yu Wuzhi.

Yu Wuzhi originally made money in other industries, but later he didn't know who said that movies are very profitable now, so he bought a poorly managed film company and changed its name to Shunjin Film. It happened that this company had a good movie before and was recommended by professionals to participate in the Cannes Film Week. Yu Wuzhi had the opportunity to come here.

He had no idea Tan Xiaotian's status in the circle, so he fired firecrackers from the scene, but he was not good at it, but he accidentally injured himself.

Yu Wuzhi was depressed and stopped talking.

"Does other people have any objections to this arrangement?"

Lu Heng looked around the audience.

"No, I absolutely support Mr. Lu's decision."

Several smart bosses immediately agreed.

"That's good, let me say it again. May 11th, that is, tomorrow, the Cannes Film Festival will officially open, and the Chinese Film Week will be launched on the 12th. Everyone must show their best condition to welcome it and ensure that the Chinese Film Week will be held smoothly."

Lu Heng's sonorous voice echoed in the conference room.

As soon as the meeting here was finished, Tan Xiaotian immediately left the hotel and rushed to the next location.

This is a professional film and television post-production studio. Tan Xiaotian knocked on the door and Zhao Yu opened the door.

Tan Xiaotian was shocked when he saw him. He hadn't seen him for only a week. Zhao Yu was ten years older, with a stubble face and a haggard face.

"What’s wrong with you?"

When Zhao Yu saw Tan Xiaotian, he almost screamed excitedly, "Mr. Tan, you are here. The post-production editing of "The God of Chef" has just been completed. Director Luke Besson and I have been working for a week in a row in order to complete the work before the opening of the film festival. I only slept for more than ten hours in seven days."

"Then you don't have to fight like this! What's the point of destroying your body?"

Tan Xiaotian followed him into the studio.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw five or six people scattered in all corners of the room, some lying on the sofa, some lying on the table, all asleep.

Luc Besson was very energetic. When he saw Tan Xiaotian coming, he immediately stood up and gave him a big hug. "Tan, fortunately, the chef god finally finished cutting it. Come on, let's take a look at the sample."
Chapter completed!