For businessmen, the Berlin Film Festival is really ‘drenched’ enough.

Compared to Cannes, which actively welcomes Hollywood stars, Berlin has always maintained the same cold weather as his weather.

Although the Berlin Film Festival in later generations was somewhat mixed with unfriendly attitudes, this era is still quite good...

The judges are changed every year. Even if some judges start from politics rather than artistically judge their works, it is impossible to influence the entire film festival.

In recent years, Berlin has also reversed this attitude. Today, two years after the Berlin Wall fell, this attitude is also very clear.

Berlin now has a cold and niche preference.

"I borrow your auspicious words." Wu Xiaozu shrugged.

Of course, he doesn't like the Berlin Film Festival, which is so cool.

"By the way, don't forget to attend an event held by "Visual and Audio" tomorrow." Harvey Weinstein put down his coffee, stood up, and stretched.

He blinked at Wu Xiaozu, "Man, do you want to experience the nightlife in London together? To be honest, although the British are too superficial, the red light district here is still good..."

"It's a pity that I made an appointment with someone else tonight." Wu Xiaozu raised his wrist and looked at it, pointing his hour hand at 6:45 pm, "But I wish you a wonderful night."

As he said that, he joked, "Don't get lost, it's not far from Buckingham Palace."

"Yeah~~" Harvey laughed and then gestured to him, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in Victoria."

"Maybe you want to say Elizabeth."

"Oh..." Harvey Weinstein blinked and gestured in his ear, "Thank you for reminding me, buddy, no matter what, if you know her, remember to call me, you know, I'm not unable to consider..."

"Ha ha……"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At this moment, a phone ringing rang in the room at the right time.

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PS: And.
Chapter completed!