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Chapter 926 I'm Really Going Drunk
Zhang Hongyi subconsciously grabbed his father's hand and hid behind Zhang Yang. This scene made the little guy a little scared.

"It's raining heavily." Liu Yifei was awakened by the thunder just now. She came to Zhang Yang in her pajamas and muttered to herself.

When Zhang Hongyi saw his mother, he immediately abandoned his father and pestered his mother.

"It's raining so hard today, I hope Li An won't come over." Liu Yifei said to Zhang Yang after coaxing her son for a while.

"In this weather, flights have been grounded for a long time." Zhang Yang also felt that today's meeting would be cancelled.

Beijing, Beijing International Hotel.

Li An stood at the windowsill of the room, looking at the heavy rain outside. Fortunately, he flew here yesterday afternoon.

But as soon as he arrived in the capital, it started to rain, and it kept raining. Could this be a sign? He couldn't help but wonder.

By nine o'clock in the morning, the rain in the capital had not subsided, but had become even heavier.

Li An and his assistant had lunch at the hotel and then took a car to the Ocean Studio. One advantage of this kind of weather was that no one would follow him all the time.

The roads in the capital had endured a night of heavy rain, so some water accumulation was inevitable. Li An's vehicle waded through the water all the way to the destination.

Before he got out of the car, he saw a lot of people gathered in front of the Ocean Studio.

Zhang Yang's assistant was standing at the front holding an umbrella, saying something to a group of people in red raincoats. They all nodded expressionlessly after hearing what the assistant said, and then set off in the car.

Li An then got out of the car. He walked to his assistant holding an umbrella and looked at the crowd that had just left.

"Director Li, please come in." The assistant was a little surprised to see Li An coming over in such weather, but he remained calm and led him into the reception room.

"Are they the members of the famous Ocean Charity Foundation?" Li An did not go in, but pointed at the leaving crowd and asked his assistant.

Zhang Yang's Ocean Charity Foundation is very famous in China, unmatched by any other charity foundation.

Wherever a big incident happens in the country, you can see these people wearing red vests of the Ocean Charity Foundation.

Han Hong's foundation actually follows the same model, donating goods instead of money, but her overall funds are limited, and her influence is much smaller than that of the Ocean Charity Foundation.

The assistant nodded.

“What went wrong with this rain?”

"There were landslides in Miyun, Huairou and other places, and many places have turned into seas. They went there just to deliver supplies and follow orders..." Assistant Balabala explained to Li An.

Li An got the answer, then nodded and walked into the Ocean Studio.

While talking to him, the assistant sent a message to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's family was having breakfast, and Zhang Hongyi was the happiest one. He had long been bored with the usual toys, and now he could play in the rain, which was so interesting.

Zhang Yang looked at his son's cheerful face and said seriously, "What's so funny? You are not allowed to play at home today. I will teach you to recite ancient poems."

After hearing what Zhang Yang said, Zhang Hongyi was a little confused. No way, big devil, you are so cruel.

He looked at Liu Yifei, wanting his mother to say a few good words for him. As for his grandmother, he couldn't count on her because his grandmother was even more stubborn.

"Recite Tang poetry or Song poetry?" Liu Yifei asked with a smile facing her son's gaze.

Zhang Hongyi felt a strong sense of loss. What happened to God? Can he still have fun?

At this time, a "ding dong" sound came over, and Zhang Yang's phone rang. After checking it, he said to Liu Yifei in surprise: "Li An has arrived."

"He arrived in the capital yesterday?"

"Probably." Zhang Yang checked the time on his phone. It was 9:40 and they had agreed to meet at 10 o'clock.

"I'm coming over." Zhang Yang put down his chopsticks, rinsed his mouth, changed his clothes, and left.

Zhang Hongyi was so happy to see his father leave that he started eating slowly again.

"Eat quickly, and then I'll teach you to recite a poem." Liu Yifei looked at her son's expression and urged him.

Zhang Hongyi didn't even listen, thinking you were the devil, and he continued to do as he pleased.

"I told you to send him to an interest class, but you didn't listen. From now on, Zhang Yang will have to stay at home to take care of him all day long." Mother Liu looked at the naughty look of the little guy and said to Liu Yifei with glee.

Liu Yifei looked at Zhang Hongyi helplessly. The little guy was not doing well.

Zhang Hongyi felt nervous after hearing what his grandmother said. He knew that most of his classmates would go out to learn things during the winter and summer vacations. They were not as happy as him.

He immediately obeyed and started eating obediently, and his mother still had to coax him.

On the other side, Zhang Yang arrived at the studio and exchanged greetings with Li An in the hall. The two then sat down on the sofa.

"Director Zhang, you do a great job in charity work and you are very dedicated."

“No matter where, it’s all about working together.”

His Ocean Charity Foundation is run by assistants, and the specific executive staff were mostly fans of Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei at the beginning.

Later, after his reputation spread, many people who really wanted to do charity came to him, and Zhang Yang just donated money.

"During this period, your movies have been producing hits one after another."

Zhang Yang’s “She’s a Girl” was released in May, and just one month later, his main investment “Dying to Survive” was released.

Not to mention overseas, just in China, the two films have grossed nearly 90 billion yuan at the box office, which is truly unstoppable.

“The success of ‘Dying to Survive’ cannot be attributed to me.” Zhang Yang shook his head, refusing to take credit.

"Not only in the film industry, but also in the investment industry, every investment is accurate. Linde Times and Rice are both huge successes. He is truly worthy of being the Warren Buffett of the entertainment industry."

Since its listing on June 6, Linde Times has experienced a total of nine daily limit increases.

股价已经到了85块左右，整体市值1850亿。张洋在这家公司的持股就值130亿。而大米在7月9号成功上市，虽然当天破发，但一个星期过后股价还是上涨了26%。

From the photo of Zhang Yang and Lei Jun, everyone knew that he must have invested in rice.

"Director Li, you are going to use a love potion to get me drunk today." Zhang Yang smiled and shook his hands repeatedly.

Li An still had a smile on his face: "What I said is all true." He came here today to praise Zhang Yang continuously, naturally for what would happen later.

This was an open conspiracy. Although Zhang Yang saw through it, his mood still became happy unconsciously.

"Director Li, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. If you keep praising me, I'm really going to get drunk," Zhang Yang joked.

"This year marks the 55th anniversary of the Golden Horse Film Festival. As the first Chinese-language film festival,
In a year like this, it would be meaningful if the most important figure in Chinese-language films came to take charge.”

Li An stated his purpose with a little pride.

"The No. 1 Chinese-language film festival." Zhang Yang leaned back on the sofa and muttered to himself.

"Yes, it's not only the number one Chinese-language film festival, I think it's not an exaggeration to say it's the number one film festival in Asia." Li An heard Zhang Yang's mumbling, but spoke more forcefully.

The current influence of the Golden Horse Film Festival gives him such confidence.

The Hong Kong Film Awards have become complacent and have become something for Hong Kong people to entertain themselves. The Golden Rooster Awards, due to its unique feature of being held every two years, has no influence at all.

Take the Golden Horse Awards, which are held once a year and are quite inclusive. Every Chinese-language filmmaker would be proud to win a Golden Horse Award.

"How did you get the first place?" Zhang Yang sat up straight and asked Li An.

"These are not important, Director Zhang. You are the only one who can be the chairman of the jury of this year's Golden Horse Film Festival."

"Wanwan's situation is not very good at the moment..."

"Don't worry, Director Zhang. Movies are just movies and have nothing to do with politics." Li An raised his hand to stop Zhang Yang from speaking and assured him.

"Okay, I'll go this time." Zhang Yang agreed readily. If nothing unexpected happens, he will give the Golden Horse Awards a good lesson this year and tell them what patriotism means.

"Director Zhang is straightforward. If you have any ideas about the other jury members, we can arrange Yifei to be a judge as well." Li An was in a very good mood seeing that his goal was achieved, and he even had some wild ideas at this moment.

If he and Liu Yifei, one serves as the chairman of the jury and the other as a judge, it would be a good story and the popularity of the Golden Horse Awards would definitely increase.

"If that's the case, I wouldn't dare give out any awards. Then a bunch of people will point their fingers at me and scold me." He doesn't need this little bit of popularity.

Li An quietly rolled his eyes at Zhang Yang and said, "You went there alone and you dared to give out prizes at will, right?"

However, it is an indisputable fact that Taiwanese films are currently on the decline. No matter who becomes the chairman of the jury, mainland films will win a lot of awards.

After the two finished their business talk and exchanged pleasantries for a while, Li An took his leave directly.

After Zhang Yang finished talking about business, he looked around the studio and went home when it was time for lunch.

Zhang Hongyi, who escaped in the morning, could not escape in the afternoon.

After a nap, around two o'clock, Zhang Yang dragged his son from the east courtyard to his study.

What is the first ancient poem that his son should learn? Liu Yifei and her mother were very concerned about this question, and they also went to the study room together.

On the sofa in the study, Zhang Hongyi sat in the middle, surrounded by his parents on both sides, and Mother Liu sat on a small sofa next to them.

When Zhang Hongyi saw this situation, he thought it would be better to go to school. Is this a trial by three judges?

"Teach him 'Spring Dawn' or 'Ode to the Goose'." Liu Yifei suggested to Zhang Yang. She remembered that these two ancient poems were the most suitable for children.

"The most suitable enlightenment poem for children is "Village Song", which has numbers from one to ten and many words.

And it has a very strong sense of picture, so Hongyi can draw it after learning it." Mother Liu suddenly talked about it, she did a lot of homework.

"These ancient poems are suitable for ordinary children, but not for Zhang Hongyi. His first ancient poem must be bold and majestic." Zhang Yang felt that his son must be a genius.
As he spoke, he took out a book of Tang and Song poetry and turned to the page he wanted to teach.

Liu Yifei and her mother both leaned in to take a closer look.

"I guess he can't even recognize all these characters." Liu Yifei couldn't help but feel sorry for the little guy when she saw that Zhang Yang had chosen Du Fu's "Viewing the Mountain" for his son.

How could the little guy recognize the name of Mount Tai and the name of the returning bird?

Mother Liu also nodded, agreeing with her daughter.

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at his confused son, encouraging him: "My son must be a genius. He can learn a poem in ten minutes."

Zhang Hongyi really wanted to say to the big devil: "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

But he didn't dare, and could only start to learn "Wang Yue" pitifully.

"Viewing the Mountain" by the great poet Du Fu fully displays his courage to climb, his vigorous and upward spirit, and his unyielding spirit that looks down on everything.

Zhang Yang only taught the kid for about five minutes before asking him, "Can you recite it now?"

Zhang Hongyi nodded. He felt that this poem was too simple and started to recite it immediately.

"How is Mr. Tai...
I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains."

Zhang Yang laughed. How could his child not be a genius? He tried again, "How about we write it out from memory?"

Zhang Hongyi felt like he was about to cry. "Big devil, don't go too far. You are simply taking it too far. If he knew this idiom,

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry." Mother Liu was watching all this, with a big smile on her face.

Zhang Yang is famous for her good memory, and her grandson is not bad either.

(End of this chapter)