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Chapter 808 makes sense

"Thank you. That's my favorite cat. Of course it's cool, but the K on the tail of your plane is also cool."

When Liu Yifei saw Musk praising Dongdong and took the initiative to answer the question, she also praised the decoration of his plane.

While they were talking, many paparazzi who were stationed at the airport immediately took photos of them, although they probably wouldn't be able to post them.

But it’s good to post it on Weixin’s WeChat Moments, or keep it private for people to see and show off. There aren’t many opportunities for Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei to be photographed.

After Zhang Yang discovered this, he immediately waved his hand to Musk: "Let's go quickly!"

"OK."

The group of them quickly left through the special passage. Zhang Yang arranged a minibus for Musk's team and took them to the Beijing International Hotel.

It is very close to many related units.

As for the accommodation fee, of course they have to pay it themselves. After all, what do they eat when they visit Tesla?

They went directly back to the Siheyuan. There were still many things going on here, so it was a bit inconvenient to go back to Shunyi.

After the two settled in the courtyard and Zhang Yang contacted the director again, he went to the Beijing International Hotel in the afternoon and took Musk and his team to meet with the leaders of the relevant units.
Zhang Yang was just a tool throughout the afternoon. He was not familiar with these leaders himself, and he had to introduce them to Musk one by one.

Once the introduction is over, there is nothing left for him to do and he can be liberated from this matter.

As he was riding home in the car, he leaned back in the back seat and began to think wildly.

He had seen the news about Musk's visit to China in 23. He was so high-spirited at that time that he could not write about anyone he met.
Now in 17 years, Musk is still very relaxed, but he is a bit cautious and the situation is pressing.

This year, all new energy vehicles accounted for only 1% of global car sales. Except for him, who could have imagined that new energy vehicles would explode so quickly in the next few years.

When he returned home and entered the hall, he immediately pulled off his tie and threw it on the sofa. The occasions when he had to wear this thing were becoming fewer and fewer, and he suddenly felt unaccustomed to wearing it even once.

As soon as he lay down on the sofa, Liu Yifei heard the noise and came out of the study.

She felt funny seeing Zhang Yang's casual look. She picked up the tie from the sofa and asked casually: "Have everyone introduced him to him?"

"Yeah! I'm tired of meeting so many people all afternoon, and they have to talk one by one. It's not easy to run a business." Zhang Yang lay on the sofa and exhaled.

Then he cheered up and sat up, with a complacent expression on his face: "Fortunately, I don't do business, I just invest."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he turned to Liu Yifei and shouted, "Come and give me a massage. I feel uncomfortable wearing a tie this afternoon."

"You are used to freedom." Liu Yifei summarized Zhang Yang's demeanor.

As she said this, she walked over to Zhang Yang and pressed his shoulders. Liu Yifei's massage skills were terrible. After all, she was not a professional. Zhang Yang closed his eyes and endured it.

"What's for dinner?" Liu Yifei asked while massaging Zhang Yang.

It’s time to ask aunt to cook dinner.

"Let her watch the cooking of Huaiyang cuisine."

In a blink of an eye, the next day came. At around nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yang was going to Beijing Film Academy, wearing a black casual jacket and black trousers.

Before going out, he went to the gym, opened the door and looked at Liu Yifei: "You really don't want to go with me?"

"If you ask me again, I won't wait here for you. You can go back to Shunyi by yourself!" Liu Yifei panted while doing dance moves.

"I've already explained to you why you are so stingy." Zhang Yang muttered and closed the door.

Accompanied by Xiao Zhao and his assistant, he went to Nortel.

When he was approaching the school gate, he leaned forward and looked in the direction of the school gate in surprise: "I won the Oscar for Best Picture, and they didn't even give me a rainbow door."

"Boss, there is a banner hanging above it." The assistant sitting in the passenger seat pointed to the top of the gate and reminded Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked up and it was true.

Soon the car drove directly into the school. After Zhang Yang got off the car, he immediately went to the complex building and went straight to Principal Ming's office.

I also met several teachers along the way, and they all congratulated Zhang Yang. After all, he had just won the Oscar for Best Picture.

Zhang Yang always responded modestly, but with this interruption, Principal Ming immediately knew that he had arrived at Beijing Film Academy.

When he arrived at the principal's office, the principal's secretary was already waiting for him outside.

"Director Zhang, congratulations on winning the Oscar for Best Picture again." The secretary congratulated Zhang Yang.

"Thank you, the principal will be free now!"

"He is waiting for you." The secretary opened the door to Zhang Yang's office.

Zhang Yang nodded and stretched out his hand, and the assistant handed a briefcase to him.

He walked into the office with his briefcase and closed the door.

"Principal." Zhang Yang walked to the sofa in the office and sat down, put his briefcase on the coffee table, and greeted Principal Ming.

When the principal saw that Zhang Yang did not sit across from his desk, he took the initiative to get up and walk to the sofa. After he also sat down, he teased Zhang Yang: "Why does our great director think of going back and forth to school?"

"If you want to go to school, come back and have a look. There are so many reasons." Zhang Yang said politely.

The two chatted casually for a while, and then the principal called the secretary to come over and make tea for them. After the tea was served, the two chatted again.

The principal then pointed to Zhang Yang's briefcase placed on the coffee table: "Do you have the Little Golden Figure in it? It's been a long time since you took these things and came to school to take pictures."

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said proudly: "Just taking pictures of the school is nothing. I am going to give this little golden man to the school."

"Really?" Principal Ming's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he couldn't believe it. This is the Oscar for Best Picture. "Really, but..." Zhang Yang paused deliberately.

"You can ask for anything, as long as it's not too much, the school will satisfy you." This time it was Principal Ming's turn to be bold, and the smile on his face was brighter than the sunny spring day today.

Zhang Yang reached for the briefcase, unzipped it, took out the statuette, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Principal, tell me, is this the highest award in the film industry today?" Zhang Yang asked seriously, pointing to the Little Golden Man.

"Calculate."

"Then it's not too much to exchange it for my silver bear!" Zhang Yang looked at the principal with expectation.

Principal Ming's face suddenly turned cloudy. Even now, there is only one Silver Bear Best Director in the country, Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang has won the fewest awards at the world's top film festival, the Berlin Film Festival.

Obviously this thing has special meaning to Zhang Yang. He had just received the second golden lion before, and wanted to exchange the golden lion for the silver bear, but his teacher refused.

Well now, I actually have to exchange the Oscar for Best Picture statuette for the Silver Bear.

No matter how you look at it, this exchange is a profit. There is nothing to consider at first, but it is different if the person who exchanges is Zhang Yang. There are almost a lot of golden people in his family, so it is a bit small to exchange for just one.

"Your teacher already said that you have to use three European gold coins to exchange for it. I can't change it!" Principal Ming frowned and acted in a difficult manner.

"Otherwise, I'll invite my teacher over and ask him to change his story." Zhang Yang suggested.

He has retired, and it is easy for Zhang Yang to change his mind now.

"Don't be so troublesome. Lao Zhang finally retired, so don't bother him. How about you add another Oscar winner for the Best Foreign Language Film? You seem to have three of them." Principal Ming said tentatively.

Zhang Yang took a deep look at Principal Ming. What kind of principal do you want to be? Go do business! This is how you can use your talents.

"Principal, this is the Oscar for Best Picture." When Zhang Yang said these words, his voice was much louder. He also expressed his attitude, just this little golden man, nothing more.

Principal Ming thought to himself that Zhang Yang was really stingy, but the Little Golden Man was really good, so let’s change it!
"Okay, I'll give you the silver bear, but if you want to take this little golden man back in the future, don't even think about it." Principal Ming gave Zhang Yang a vaccination.

"Okay." Zhang Yang agreed simply. Zhang Yang, the little golden man, felt inexplicably uncomfortable looking at it.

Soon the whole Beijing Film Academy became lively. Zhang Yang exchanged his Oscar for Best Picture statuette for his Silver Bear. Many teachers came to watch.

Zhang Yang dealt with them casually. When he took the silver bear after fifteen years, he also had a satisfied smile on his face, which was much brighter than Principal Ming's smile before.

After getting his silver bear back, Zhang Yang went back quickly.

The news that he exchanged the golden man for the silver bear also spread in a small area. As for spreading it in a large area, don't even think about it.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Yang returned home and returned to the hall with his briefcase. It was not yet eleven o'clock.

Liu Yifei finished her exercise and was sitting on the sofa in the hall reading a book. When she saw Zhang Yang walking into the hall with a briefcase with a smile on his face, she glanced at him and said casually: "Did you get it back?"

"Will I still fail if I take action?" Zhang Yang proudly opened the zipper of his briefcase and took out a shiny silver bear.

He couldn't help but kiss the bear and made a "pop" sound. Then the more he looked at the bear, the more satisfied he became.

"Finally back!" Zhang Yang raised the bear and laughed.

"Otherwise you spend a few days here with your bear." Liu Yifei said angrily.

"It's not impossible." Zhang Yang began to frantically test on the verge of committing suicide.

It's a pity that people's enthusiasm goes as quickly as it comes. When Zhang Yang didn't get this bear back, he always couldn't forget it.
But now that he had it in his hands, Zhang Yang put it in the safe after lunch. He didn't feel anything, but he felt like he had let go of something.

In the afternoon, he and Liu Yifei returned to their home in Shunyi.

Zhang Yang and the others were not out for a long time this time, so Zhang Hongyi didn't react much when he saw his parents coming back.

However, Liu Yifei still missed her son very much and played with him for a long time in the afternoon.

At dinner time in the evening, Liu's mother specially congratulated Zhang Yang, after all, he had won an Oscar.

She raised her wine glass and smiled at Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, congratulations on winning another Oscar."

Seeing how polite Liu's mother was, Zhang Yang also picked up the wine glass and drank from her.

"Thank you."

Liu Yifei also raised a toast and the three of them clinked glasses together, but she said playfully: "Ask Zhang Yang to take out the Little Golden Man and show it to you."

"What do you mean?" Mother Liu was a little confused.

"He exchanged the golden man for a silver bear. Didn't you see how happy he was in the courtyard?"

After Zhang Yang heard Liu Yifei's words, he glanced at her helplessly, and the restaurant suddenly became much quieter.

Mother Liu was stunned for a moment and then remembered some past events.

At this time, Zhang Hongyi suddenly called her: "Grandma, I want to eat meat."

There was nothing in his bowl, but he still wanted to eat.

Liu's mother came back to her senses and looked at Zhang Hongyi. Her daughter and Zhang Yang's child were both so old, so why were they thinking about those things?
She first gave Zhang Hongyi some vegetables, and then said nonchalantly: "Just change it. Anyway, he already has a Oscar for Best Picture, so it's okay to change it to one that doesn't."

This time it was Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei's turn to look at her in surprise.

Zhang Yang was the first to speak up: "Mom is right, I think so too. Besides, this time the Little Golden Man has an own goal. I feel uncomfortable when I hold it in my hand."

(End of this chapter)