Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 72 72. The art gathering place in Beijing (seeking for further reading)

"Hey, who's there?"

"Are you Chen Li'an?"

"I am Chen Li'an, who are you?"

In the phone booth at the entrance of the courtyard, Chen Li'an was a little surprised who called him so late.

You can't tell who it is by listening to the voice. It shouldn't be someone you know.

After confirming Chen Li'an's identity on the other end of the phone, he remained silent for some reason.

It was just the sound of breathing coming from the receiver that told Chen Li'an that the person on the other side was still there, so he didn't hang up the phone.

In the quiet night, Chen Li'an felt his hands and feet were a little cold, so he couldn't help but urge: "Who are you and why are you looking for me?"

Chen Li'an's urging had no effect, and there was deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

If it weren't for the sound of breathing, Chen Li'an would have suspected that someone was playing a prank.

"Who are you? If you don't speak, I will die."

"..."

Chen Li'an's response was still a long silence. He raised his head and looked at the slowly falling snowflakes in the sky, and hung up without waiting for a reply.

"Nervous, you didn't say anything even when you called me!" Chen Li'an rubbed his hands and hurried home before the snow fell.

In another phone booth in the capital, a graceful woman smiled softly and slowly hung up the phone, preparing to make another call tomorrow night.

I'm still a little anxious tonight. I'll think of my words tomorrow and then type one up. Beings like artists can't be simple and direct! Only the mysterious ones will make him remember.

Under the soft light of the street lamp, a pair of slender straight legs jumped briskly, leaving a faint footprint on the road that had just been covered with a layer of snowflakes.

In the bright room, Chen Li'an took off the hot towel on his face and stretched out comfortably.

"Huh... feel good."

The phone call just now did not arouse any curiosity in him. He has become more insane these days. Since he took the initiative to call, there will definitely be another call.

After washing up, Chen Li'an got into bed comfortably with a hint of tiredness and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Li'an got up early the next morning and ran to make a call to Gong Li, asking her to have dinner with her at noon and asking her connections in Europe to investigate Ji Fa.

This girl looks good, maybe there is some weird person behind her, otherwise why would Gilbert and George look at her with such complicated eyes.

The film festival in the morning went on normally. After Chen Li'an finished his work, he ran away without noticing that there was a girl behind him calling his name.

Xu Jinglei looked at Chen Li'an's leaving figure and sighed helplessly. She felt that her visit today was in vain and she wasted a few dollars on tickets.

On the busy Wangfujing Street, Chen Li'an glanced at the time on the clock tower. It was still early before the time he and Gong Li agreed on, so he went to buy a phone first.

However, Chen Li'an only had more than 4,000 yuan. After buying a phone and applying for a phone card, he had more than 400 yuan left, which was enough to treat Gong Li to a meal.

It's really not enough, and I still have more than a thousand pounds that I borrowed from Ji Fa yesterday.

Chen Li'an fiddled with the new phone in his hand and saved all the numbers he remembered. However, it was troublesome not to be able to input in Chinese, so he had to use English instead.

After saving several numbers, Chen Li'an dialed Gong Li.

"Hello? Who's there?" Gong Li's voice sounded lazy, as if she had just woken up.

Chen Li'an glanced at the time on the clock tower. It was already eleven o'clock. Did you just get up? Female celebrities without work are so lazy.

"It's me, Chen Li'an, have you just gotten up now?"

Gong Li, who had just gotten up at home, was a little surprised that it was Chen Li'an's call and asked curiously: "Did you buy a new phone? I just got up."

"Well, this is my number. Remember it and pack up quickly. I'll wait for you at Maxim." Chen Li'an said helplessly.

Gong Li hummed, and then said quickly: "I'll be there in half an hour. You go and wait for me first."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Li'an stopped a car and headed to Maxim.

The decoration of Maxim's is very good, and the artistic atmosphere is still very strong. Many artists and a group of rock players often gather here.

It is considered a favorite place for domestic artists. Even though it is daytime and is not a time for most artists to hang out, there are still many foreign artists gathering together in the restaurant to discuss art.

Chen Li'an heard his name from them several times, but he did not join that group of people. Instead, he asked the waiter to choose a quiet booth for him.

The red leather seats in the booth were pretty good. Chen Li'an nestled comfortably on the sofa, casually placing the magazine he just picked up.

"Are you Chen Li'an?" A gentle voice suddenly appeared next to Chen Li'an's booth.

Chen Li'an put down the magazine in his hand, looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him who was stylishly dressed and had braids, nodded and asked: "Do you know me?"

"Yes." Song Huaigui looked at Chen Li'an and asked with a smile, "Can I sit down?"

Chen Li'an nodded and said, "Of course, but I've invited friends over for dinner, maybe later."

"I know, you invited Gong Li." Song Huaigui smiled lightly and then explained: "I am Song Huaigui, Maxim's manager, and I am a good friend with Gong Li."

Chen Li'an suddenly realized, nodded and looked at the woman in front of him, wondering why she came here.

Song Huaigui looked at Chen Li'an for a few times with admiration in his eyes. She thought he had a great figure and was very handsome.

Facing Song Huaigui's gaze, Chen Li'an was a little puzzled as to why his eyes looked a bit like X-rays.

Seemingly sensing Chen Li'an's confusion, Song Huaigui said with a smile, "I went to see your film exhibition. It's a very good work. It's rare to see such works in Europe, so I came to get to know you. I'm also a painter." "

Chen Li'an knew that Song Huaigui was well-known in the domestic art circle and had established the country's first model team. Moreover, she and her husband were the first foreign-related marriage in the country.

Song Huaigui was very talkative and continued without waiting for Chen Li'an's reply: "Gong Li told me about you, but I never thought she would break up with Zhang Yimou for you."

After saying this, Chen Li'an immediately sat up straight and explained seriously: "Her breakup with Zhang Yimou has nothing to do with me. She and I are just friends."

"Haha, that's what they say now." Song Huaigui laughed and said, "That's what Jiang Wen said last time he came here."

Chen Li'an: "." Jiang Wen is such a gossip!

Seeing Chen Li'an speechless, Song Huaigui stopped teasing after laughing enough. He glanced at his watch and said, "Gong Li should be here soon. Are you asking her about the art manager?"

Chen Li'an was really speechless. Why did Gong Li say so much? But thinking that Song Huaigui was doing well in the foreign art world, he nodded and said, "Yes, do you know about this?"

"I understand quite well." Song Huaigui nodded, and her black braids swayed. The woman in her fifties looked quite young.

"Who is your art manager? Maybe I know him."

Chen Li'an: "Jifa Carey is a Frenchman. Do you know him?"

After hearing what Chen Li'an said, Song Huaigui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chen Li'an with a playful expression and coughed lightly and said, "I know, but I don't recommend you choose her."

Not recommended? Is there really something wrong with this girl Ji Fa? Chen Li'an felt that Ji Fa was quite normal.

Seeing Chen Li'an's doubts, Song Huaigui explained: "Actually, she is a very good manager, but the management of the gallery has not been very good in the past few years since she inherited it."

"Isn't this the real reason?" Chen Li'an was very puzzled after hearing Song Huaigui's explanation, feeling that there was something else behind it.

Song Huaigui hesitated and said, "Her reputation is not very good and she has fallen in love with many artists."

Is Jifa still a big player? And a super player? Chen Li'an instantly felt that he was in danger. Could this girl be planning on him?