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He was so loud that Zhang Yang immediately realized that something was wrong. Director Zhang was putting on a show.

Zhang Yang also immediately explained loudly: "Director! Since 2015, the domestic pharmaceutical industry has undergone major changes. Various pharmaceutical industry regulations have been intensively released, and there have even been such things as guarantee negotiations.

Since the beginning of this year, 39 negotiated drug varieties have had an average price reduction of more than 50%, and all of them have been included in the scope of national insurance. I saw this movie very timely, and it coincides with the national regulations.

Does this make it difficult for you? Otherwise, I will send the script to another higher level. "

"Okay, even if what you say makes sense, you can't come and say it in person."

"I got a bad stomach after eating at Wanwan Night Market. I really can't eat iced food randomly. I'm just a little better today, but I have to worry about tomorrow's festival arrangements.

By the way, Director, do you know any interesting places in Beijing? "Zhang Yang explained, and at the end he asked Director Zhang questions.

He really wanted to ask.

"You forgot, I came to the capital a few years later than you, how could I know." Director Zhang said angrily.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at the people who came into his office. At this time, his secretary had already served them tea. Director Zhang returned to his calm tone and said to them: "It was the beginning of autumn yesterday. Let's have some tea. Your own anger will be relieved."

"Director, we..."

Director Zhang stretched out his hand to stop them from talking: "Your considerations are reasonable. You have also heard Zhang Yang's explanation. If you still have different ideas, you can raise your opinions."

They all stopped talking and drank tea silently. Didn't they hear what Zhang Yang just said? If Director Zhang is in trouble, he will give it to someone else.

The turmoil just disappeared, leaving only the legend of Zhang Yang in the film bureau and spreading outward.

Those who know can only sigh that Zhang Yang is really awesome!

After Zhang Yang was worried at home for most of the day, he finally knew what to do when he saw a photo of a beautiful woman in Hanfu at 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

who is he? Great director, taking photos of his wife on Chinese Valentine's Day is the most professional thing to do.

And he also wanted to have a beautiful world between two people, the kind where no one would disturb them.

The next day, Chinese Valentine's Day officially arrived, and it was almost ten o'clock when Liu Yifei finished her morning exercise.

When Liu Yifei changed into her practice clothes and wore a short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans and walked into the bedroom, she saw Zhang Yang sitting on the bed looking at her with a smile on his face.

Liu Yifei felt strange in her heart. She knew that today was Chinese Valentine's Day. Did Zhang Yang decide to spend the day in bed with her?
"Why are you staring at me?" Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang.

"What day is today?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It's the day you want to give me a gift." Liu Yifei reminded me playfully.

"Gifts are about to be given on Chinese Valentine's Day? We are not the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. We meet once a year." Zhang Yang pretended to be disdainful.

"I don't care if you don't give it away. I bought it for myself." Liu Yifei also said deliberately.

"Do you know what is the most beautiful thing about Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"What?" Liu Yifei was intrigued by Zhang Yang.

"The Black Magpie Bridge has become the gateway to the upper world, and the spirits of Qianqiu will meet together this night." Zhang Yang shook his head and slowly recited two lines of poetry.

"Magpie Bridge?" Liu Yifei immediately grasped the key point and said.

"good."

"You made a magpie bridge?" Liu Yifei asked happily. If that were the case, it would be so romantic!

"What's the point of making a magpie bridge? It's just a modern handicraft. There are too many magpie bridge performances in Hengdian." Zhang Yang said with disdain.

After he finished speaking, he stood up again and looked at Liu Yifei with a tender look on her face: "We can't see the Magpie Bridge, but we can explore the ancient bridge. How about we take a trip to explore the ancient bridge today?"

Liu Yifei was led by Zhang Yang's words and thought it was interesting to explore the ancient bridge, so she nodded and agreed to Zhang Yang's arrangements for this year's Chinese Valentine's Day.

"Is this enough? To explore the ancient bridge, of course you have to wear ancient clothes." Zhang Yang suggested again.

Liu Yifei subconsciously wanted to refute that the highest temperature in Beijing today was 29 degrees Celsius, so it would not feel good to wear ancient costumes. Besides, she thought Zhang Yang had some perverted thoughts.

"Think about it, how interesting it would be for you to stand on the ancient bridge and hold an oil-paper umbrella. I will take photos of you today." Zhang Yang waved his hand and said seductively.

Liu Yifei unconsciously thought about the picture. It was really beautiful.

"Which one to wear?" She was now having trouble choosing. She likes all the Hanfu, cheongsam and costumes at home.

"Wang Yuyan's outfit." Zhang Yang thought for a moment. After all, that outfit has the most Jiangnan charm.

"it is good."

"Change now."

"Ah!" Liu Yifei felt it was a bit too early!

"Today I will take you to the Summer Palace. The Dongcheng District has been completely destroyed by us." Zhang Yang explained. He didn't want to go back to the courtyard today.

When Zhang Yang saw her standing still, he walked over and pushed her shoulders toward the changing room, urging her: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

"I wore this outfit well today, can I wear it well again?" Liu Yifei was pushed by Zhang Yang on the shoulder and asked amusedly as she walked.

"You have a lot of clothes, do you still care about two sets of these? We can just customize them when the time comes." Zhang Yang was not at all panicked about his little thoughts being seen through, and it was not like he was panicking when he was in love.

But Liu Yifei said coquettishly: "Looking at your performance today, if the photos you take don't look good..."

Zhang Yang felt extremely insulted: "I can even make an ugly girl look like a fairy. Are you even worse than an ugly girl?"

Liu Yifei said "hum" without delay, and quickly walked into the changing room.
After a while, Liu Yifei, dressed in a pink gauze shirt, walked out, and a real Wang Yuyan appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

Maybe Liu Yifei hadn't worn this outfit for a long time, and Zhang Yang felt a little bit ready to move after seeing it.

Liu Yifei naturally felt the way Zhang Yang's eyes were shining. As the saying goes, if a husband has no lust for his wife, there will be big problems.

They have been together for seven or eight years, and Zhang Yang still behaves like this, which is also a reflection of her own charm.

"Let's go out, why are we staying in the bedroom in broad daylight?" Liu Yifei interrupted Zhang Yang's thoughts. "Okay." Zhang Yang was reminded by Liu Yifei and nodded after recovering. The days are long!
When the two walked out of the hall and came to the east courtyard, Zhang Hongyi, who was playing with his aunt, stared blankly when he saw his mother.

He was also amazed by his mother's costume. This was the first time he saw his mother wearing costume, at least in his memory.

Liu's mother is sitting in the corridor. Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, and she knows that Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei will definitely go out to play.

She nodded unconsciously when she looked at her daughter's costume. Her family's genes were so good.

"Mom." Zhang Hongyi ran towards his mother after being surprised.

The little guy was stopped by Zhang Yang when he was running halfway and said, "Your mother's clothes are so beautiful, so you just use your dirty hands to hug her?"

Zhang Hongyi looked up at Zhang Yang. He was now in Zhang Yang's shadow. He felt even more that his father was too scary. He was simply a big devil, if he knew the word big devil.

Zhang Hongyi stopped playing outside this morning. After cleaning up, he changed his clothes and pestered Liu Yifei all morning.

Even when it was time to have lunch, she still wanted to be hugged by Liu Yifei, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Zhang Yang.

"The little guy will definitely be restless when he grows up." Liu's mother said after looking at Zhang Hongyi's performance in the morning.

"No, he is used to seeing people like Yifei. Will he still look at ordinary people?" Zhang Yang analyzed.

"Isn't it over? Is there anyone in the country who is more beautiful than me?" Liu Yifei said narcissistically, touching her chin after listening to Zhang Yang's words.

"There must be someone more beautiful than you, and Zhang Hongyi has been used to your appearance since he was a child. Maybe his aesthetics will change." Zhang Yang said.

"Who is more beautiful than me?" Liu Yifei looked at Zhang Yang and raised her eyebrows slightly provocatively.

Zhang Yang ignored her, looked at his son and said, "Hurry up and eat."

Zhang Hongyi felt Zhang Yang's bloodline suppression and immediately started eating obediently.

After lunch, Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei didn't take a long lunch break, so they started preparing their equipment and set off from home at around one o'clock.

They set off in an MPV today, with two bodyguards and two assistants, a total of six people.

The Summer Palace was a royal garden during the Qing Dynasty. It was formerly known as Qingyi Garden, but it was burned down by the British and French forces in 1860.

When it was rebuilt in 1888, it was renamed the Summer Palace.

But in an era when the country is weak, no matter how well you build it, it’s of no use.

In 1900, the Summer Palace was again destroyed by the Eight-Power Allied Forces, and all the treasures were looted.

It was not restored until 1961.

The Summer Palace is 15 kilometers away from the main city, and Zhang Yang and his party arrived there in about half an hour.

As they approached the place, Zhang Yang said to Xiao Zhao, who was driving in front of him: "Stop at the south gate."

Xiao Zhao nodded expressionlessly and parked the car near the south gate of the Summer Palace.

After the group got off the car, the assistant went to buy tickets, and Liu Yifei became the focus of people around her.

Throughout the country, the revival of Hanfu only kicked off after Wang Letian was the first to wear Hanfu on the street in 2003 and was reported in the news, and it will not really become popular in China until next year.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Liu Yifei is watched from a distance. Fortunately, she is a big star and has long been accustomed to this level of watching.

After the assistant bought the tickets, Zhang Yang looked at the crowd in the distance and said to him: "Let Team Leader Zhou pay attention to the scarves in Haiding District. Don't let anyone make it impossible for me to play."

"Okay." The assistant agreed while handing over the tickets.

Several people entered from the South Ruyi Gate of the Summer Palace and walked north. After a while, everyone saw the first ancient bridge, the Xiuyi Bridge. It is a high-arched single-hole bridge that looks particularly delicate and beautiful.

Liu Yifei stood by the bridge and looked at the introduction of the bridge and said to Zhang Yang: "This bridge has a good name."

Zhang Yang nodded and asked, "Where do you want to take pictures?"

“Where can I take beautiful photos?”

"If you want to integrate with the landscape, naturally you are on the bridge. If you want to express your beauty, you are under the bridge." Zhang Yang pointed to the ancient bridge and analyzed it.

"Then go to the bridge." Liu Yifei said directly. There are too many beautiful photos of her, so more scenery would be interesting.

Soon Liu Yifei opened an oil-paper umbrella on the bridge. Zhang Yang gave her instructions, found the right angle of light, and took photos of her with his mobile phone.

After taking a few photos, Zhang Yang said to Liu Yifei: "You spin the oil paper umbrella, and I will record a video."

"Why are you like those who shoot magazines? You have so many demands." Liu Yifei complained while spinning her umbrella.

Zhang Yang recorded for more than a minute before stopping. Then he walked to Liu Yifei and watched the beautiful scenery with her.

Looking around from the bridge, there are emerald green willows on both sides, and there happens to be a small boat rowing across the river.

"The willows are on the level of the Yijiang River, and the people are singing on the Langjiang River. This is the scene!" Liu Yifei pointed to the ship and said to Zhang Yang.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's a boat cleaning garbage in the lake." Zhang Yang reminded her.

Liu Yifei was about to get angry at Zhang Yang, but he pulled him to continue walking north.

"You are so disappointing." Liu Yifei said while being pulled by Zhang Yang.

"Today's poem is very suitable for the occasion." Zhang Yang boasted to himself.

"That means I'm acting out of emotion. Can I respond to the situation?" Liu Yifei was obviously very happy to be praised by Zhang Yang and said arrogantly.

After a while, the group came to an iconic scenic spot in the Summer Palace, the Seventeen-Arch Bridge, which was also the second bridge visited today.

"The Seventeen-hole Bridge has a weird name." Liu Yifei muttered in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)