Before, whether as an actor or perhaps just an author, Kate should have already understood the identity of the author. After all, to publishers, Yan Fei’s Chinese identity, age, and profession can all be spun—an under-eighteen Chinese cowboy, a young ranch owner, who has never been to Arica yet wrote a genuinely authentic novel based on real events in Arica, which is quite a good selling point.
Despite many Aricans thinking China is backward, with so even hostile, there is undoubtedly a group of people, chard by Bruce Lee’s martial arts, who admire and have good feelings towards China.
Moreover...
"I heard Mr. Yan Fei is also a Kung Fu master from China?" Kate asked curiously.
"So-so," Yan Fei habitually replied modestly, casting a sidelong glance at Will.
Clearly, it was Will who had ’sold out’ so information to boost the novel’s sales.
But Kate just asked casually; this was a public space, not a private eting, so it was naturally inappropriate to make excessive demands. Moreover, Kate wasn’t that famous of an actress. Being selected by Hollywood’s big director Steven Spielberg was already her luck; how could she dare make demands of the original author?
So she could only suppress her curiosity and said with hope and admiration, "I hope one day I can witness Mr. Yan Fei’s amazing Chinese Kung Fu."
When Kate’s companion reminded her it was ti to leave, she suddenly gave a playful smile, "Mr. Yan Fei, you haven’t paid my fee yet! If possible, could I ask you to sign your na on my fee?"
This request was easy to fulfill.
Just twenty dollars, Yan Fei took it out and seriously signed his na... But it was obvious that Kate was a bit disappointed, as it was really just a note of blessing and a na.
After Kate left, Will got excited, "We need to keep these videotapes well, keep them well. By the way, when we get back, I need to make a copy..."
"Why?" Xu Xiaoyan asked curiously.
"Do you realize where we are?" Will explained. "This is Hollywood, it’s possible that soone we just fild becos a Hollywood superstar in the future. We keep this tape, and if one of them becos a superstar, we’ll be rolling in it. A twenty-dollar advertising ambassador, hahahaha..."
Yan Fei also laughed, "Makes sense, makes sense. So, we actually profited! Should we film so more?"
"Ti is running out!" Xia Qingye was relatively calr, reminding them. "Don’t forget why we are here after seeing so beauties. We should quickly go eat and then et with Mr. Spielberg."
Indeed.
Only then did the two realize they were here for business, not just taking chances.
But even eting a celebrity they both knew was great, even if not very famous, just newly known.
Yan Fei calculated that he spent about five to six hundred dollars just now. So of them didn’t even ask for money, probably just wanted a screen appearance, no matter how distant in China.
With this in mind, quite a number of people were involved. If a superstar does appear in the future, as Will said, it would be quite profitable...
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