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Chapter 750

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If he had been a stubborn person, perhaps that little golden statue would have become his lifelong goal, but Qin Guan was not.

He always acted according to his heart and followed his feelings.

The script of "Brokeback Mountain" was something that most Chinese people could not accept. However, for Americans, especially those states and counties with relatively conservative patriarchal and racial systems, it was also a risk.

Otherwise, such an in-depth analysis of human nature wouldn't have been rejected by the two people who got the script, even though everyone thought it was a good script.

Qin Guan followed his heart without hesitation, for himself and his Chinese fans.

If he was banned because of a movie, he would be irresponsible to himself and everyone else.

In the end, Ang Lee was still a gentleman. He clinked glasses with Qin Guan and started chatting with his fellow countryman.

They were both from different countries, but they had met because of their movie ideas. Lee An felt it was a pity that the talented young actor had refused to join them.

But he also understood the consequences of committing a crime against the law.

In the future, he would have to be more careful when shooting and distributing films in China.

The incident was nothing to the Dubai International Film Festival, which was like a golden chariot.

And this beautiful city also completed its first attempt to hold an international film festival.

Abdul was very satisfied with Qin Guan's help. As a friend of his, Abdul was very considerate of him to do anything for him.

According to the different needs of the couple in Dubai, the other party even arranged a tour of architecture and food for them.

Cong Nianwei could have a look at the architectural styles of Dubai and satisfy his craving for good food.

And in Dubai, there happened to be a place that could meet the requirements of these two people. That was the restaurant directly connected to the Sailboat Hotel, located at the bottom of the sea — — ALMAHARA.

This restaurant, which used a golden arch as the supporting structure and a long cylinder as the main body, was designed to be evenly distributed in all directions. It was a major feature of this tourist city of Dubai.

The fact that the building could still stand under the water pressure from all directions fully reflected the wisdom of the designers and the extravagant spending of the Dubai tycoons.

The marble structure in the dining room was as smooth as water. Even Cong Nianwei, who was experienced and knowledgeable, was shocked by the extravagance of the building materials.

Qin Guan, who had always maintained a good demeanor, finally failed in the luxurious restaurant.

It was not because of the compartments made of colorful crystals for the private conversations of the diners at each table, nor was it because of the golden velvet tapestry that was often changed from top to top for the sake of aesthetics, nor was it because of the custom-made M brand handmade cutlery that was equivalent to the Oscars of the tableware industry.

Instead, it was the aquarium-like dining environment that was only a glass away from the sea that filled the restaurant's seating area.

The ferocious corals were outside the glass, and the swaying seaweed was revealing its mysteriousness.

Countless beautiful tropical fishes swam back and forth, searching for their own dinner in this food-rich bay.

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were sitting next to the glass cabinet, which was as quiet as the Dead Sea.

Actually, he had little effect on the plankton, the mollusks and shellfish that lived on coral reefs or crawled slowly.

Now that their natural enemies had been chased away, they could finally take a breather.

The waiter was full of curiosity when he served the two mysterious Orientals.

The waiter handed them a hot towel.

Why did the shark at the bottom of the sea come to a screeching halt here?

The waiter handed them the menu again.

Why did the baby-faced stingray, which was the most popular fish here, make such a strange expression with its belly?

The atmosphere around Mr. Abdul, who was sitting at the table with the best view, was full of mystery.

Cong Nianwei was covering her face with the menu, but her shaking shoulders betrayed her joy.

Forget it! For the sake of the delicious food, I won't argue with you.

Qin Guan wanted to try the seafood of the Middle East Gulf.

Almahara's seafood dishes were second to none in Dubai.

The restaurant, which was shaped like an oyster shell, consumed the most fresh oysters every day.

Due to the timely harvesting and processing of oysters, with the help of a layer of crushed ice and rose juice honeydew specially prepared by the restaurant's chef, the diners who came here to order this raw seafood dish could enjoy the freshness and sweetness of the oyster meat that had just come out of the water.

Even the natural seasoning squeezed from the most expensive roses could not take away the beauty of the freshest oyster meat.

The oysters were fat, juicy, and smooth.

He didn't even need to use his teeth to eat them. He just needed to chew them, and they slid down his esophagus and into his stomach.

The restaurant had a unique feature, which was hard to achieve in other restaurants, and that was its extravagance.

As long as you had money, you could eat the most expensive ingredients in the world.

For example, the Alaskan king crab, which was the highest weight in Alaskan, the best part of Kobe beef, and foie gras truffles, which were the most commonly used third-grade ingredients in French dishes, were also the highest quality.

Of course, it was Abdul's treat. He didn't know the rich young man well, so he couldn't cheat him.

Then the Alaskan king crab will come up first. Is it bigger? The bigger ones can be shared between the two of us.

Then we'll have foie gras dumplings, Kobe beef and potato dough, and a fresh sea bass. It doesn't need to be too big.

Oh, and a crispy palm sugar pancake. It doesn't need to be too early. It's a late night snack.

The waiter at the side, who was recording the menu, nodded repeatedly. It was obvious that this waiter was a tycoon of the same social status as Abdul. Looking at the things he ordered, it was obvious that he had good taste.

In fact, most of Tycoon Qin's energy was used to eat. Compared to the energy he usually used to work, there was not much difference.

The round dining table was exquisite, but they had forgotten about the size of the plates. As their personal waiter, the waiter pushed an exquisite dining cart over and placed the temporarily untouched plates on it.

The meal for two had originally cost 600 dollars, but it had cost three times more than that.

Finally, the snacks were Cong Nianwei's favorite.

The delicate desserts looked like real flowers. The cream mousse with the unique fragrance of flowers made people indulge in their soft embrace.

It was a worthwhile trip to the Undersea Restaurant. Hand in hand, they walked out of the restaurant. It was the first time Qin Guan felt full.

When a person was full, he had to rely on his strong digestive system. Any strenuous exercise was unwise.

The two of them took a nap on the bed on the white beach, which was covered with a gauze curtain.

The sea breeze with the right temperature and the pleasant smell of seawater exuded the charm of the Middle East in this sea area where pollution was rare.

At the right time, the staff of the patrolling and resting spot on the sea would place a glass of delicious sparkling fruit juice beside the lounge chairs of the guests who stopped here.

Such a beautiful night view of the city was so enchanting under the assistance of the waves.

With nothing to do, the two of them chatted about trivial matters related to them on this quiet and uninhabited beach.

"Are you interested in the city development plan that Abdul showed you and the projects that are about to be put up for global bidding?"

'I think any architect would be interested, right?'

"For example?"

"The Undersea Hotel and the Atlantis Plan."

His wife was really daring. This hotel design could even be used as a symbolic symbol. It was a huge project.

'Of course, according to the scale of our office, it's very difficult to undertake such a huge project. Right now, I only want to participate in the early stage of the project's design and planning work.'

Cong Nianwei sighed. "After all, I don't have any experience in large-scale construction and design, and my personal qualifications are still too shallow."

"Why is it so easy for you to win an award? Why is it so difficult for me to win a design award? '

Cong Nianwei felt depressed. She put her hand on his belly, which was slightly protruding.

"Oh, my god! Don't press me! It would be a waste if you did! "

Ha ha!

...

The two young men chuckled, just like the first time Qin Guan had participated in the Dubai International Film Festival. Only rich people could live comfortably in that city.

For this young city, it was just a perfect attempt, but for those who came to participate in the competition, it was a fruitful trip.

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