"Oh Chen, old Chen, I knew your trip from Haicheng to see me would surely rekindle my confidence."
Seeing Chen Dachun sitting opposite him on the couch, Ma Wenhai felt fortunate to know him - Chen’s vision seemed to be even more profound than his own.
Chen was always able to analyze and summarize many issues that Ma Wenhai couldn’t see himself.
"Hahaha, you, Director Ma, are a renowned director in our Xia Country. I have a lot of faith in you. So, for your next film, I will be the first to invest! "
Chen Dachun said, laughing heartily.
Last year, one of Chen Dachun’s movies made him profitable. He didn’t have any film releases this year, and he will have one next year. It is a collaborative project with another director. Due to its official subject matter, the basic audience would surely be secured.
Therefore, with money in hand, Chen Dachun could afford to support his old friend Ma Wenhai in staging another battle!
"Aren’t you afraid of incurring losses? I lost so much this time that I am practically left with nothing." Ma Wenhai joked with a laugh.
"If I was worried, I wouldn’t invest, right?" Chen Dachun said, puffing on a cigar, "I couldn’t afford to invest in your film ’Space Fortress’ due to various reasons at that time, which allowed me to evade a losing investment. Surely, you won’t exclude me from the next profitable one, will you? "
"Just like I always say, if you, Chen, want to invest, I assure you there will always be a spot for you!" Ma Wenhai looked at Chen Dachun with a gaze revealing his affection and the strong bonds of friendship.
"Ok then, an old friend regaining morale, I’m just worried that the online discourse has gotten to you."
Chen Dachun came to Yancheng this time to consult his old friend Ma Wenhai about his recent failure because he worries about his friend.
After the box office failure of "Space Fortress," the internet has been flooded with waves of criticism and doubts about Ma Wenhai.
As someone who has never experienced such a bitter defeat, if Ma Wenhai cannot recuperate from this setback, it will be a disaster.
"Alas, it is indeed unfortunate. Seems like making domestically produced science fiction films is still a challenge. I managed to tap into the market with the previous one, but then this year, it all went downhill."
Ma Wenhai managed to stabilize himself thanks to his old friend’s concern.
Yet, he still regretted being unable to successfully make a domestic science fiction film.
"I understand, you want to produce excellent domestic sci-fi films, but that requires step-by-step progress. We can take it slow."
Chen Dachun could completely relate to his old friend’s feelings.
They had different film genres they loved to work on. Chen Dachun was good at shooting crime-suspense and costume-detective films.
His old friend, Ma Wenhai, on the other hand, wanted wholeheartedly to produce domestic science fiction films that would be worthy of pride.
The previous film was also a sci-fi film, which did decently at the box office. But, the public opinion and ratings were far from the ideal, and this year, it was a complete disaster.
Little did Ma Wenhai know, his former competitor, Ding Yue, who is now in Mist City Arts and Science University, was also talking about him.
"So, it seems like Director Ma Wenhai and Director Chen Dachun have a pretty good relationship, right?"
On their way to Feiyue Animation Studio, Ding Yue happens to discuss the "fortunate" competitor from the National Holiday Period, Ma Wenhai, with his secretary, Wen Ruohan.
"Yes, Directors Chen and Ma share a good relationship. Director Chen Dachun is a grandmaster in making crime-suspense films in our country, and Director Ma Wenhai can be considered as a pioneer of domestic science fiction films."
"The pioneer of sci-fi films?"
Ding Yue frowned upon hearing Wen Ruohan’s comment, murmuring, "With that caliber?"