"Oh, it's you!"

Wang Yu helped him push the door open. After Lu Chuan walked into the office, he closed the door considerately. I can achieve something else while I'm here. The director is a wordy man.

Lu Chuan sat down comfortably on the familiar couch. The Wang Brothers greeted him.

"Did you hear the news? That's why you're here, right? We have already sent your film out."

Lu Chuan bounced up from the couch.

"Which awards has my film been nominated for?"

"The Tokyo Film Festival Award and the Taiwan Golden Horse."

"Really? No Venice or Cannes?"

The Brothers wanted to hit him. Considering its special subject matter, Lu Chuan had originally limited his film to Asia and hadn't tried to promote it any further. Suddenly, he had seen the protagonist win an award in America though. He was really regretful about that, but it was too little too late. 

"Listen to me! If you want an international award, you need to start preparing six months in advance. It's too late for you to cut in