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Mother Liu secretly glanced at her daughter and son-in-law. These two people took advantage of Zhang Hongyi's young age and were easy to fool. Fortunately, her grandson trusted Zhang Yang so much.

After the family had lunch, Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei sat on the sofa and chatted. She suddenly remembered something: "Where is the Golden Horse Award you won?"

"Leave it to the assistant." Zhang Yang didn't take the matter seriously at all.

"This matter is not over yet."

"It won't end so easily."

A week passed in a blink of an eye. On the morning of the 26th, the assistant came to Zhang Yang's home to report on the distribution of "Oppenheimer".

"Oppenheimer" was released worldwide for a month and eventually achieved a global box office of 10.6 billion US dollars. Paramount was very happy and as soon as the one-month period was up, it paid 3% of the film's revenue to Zhang Yang's studio.

They estimated it at US$10.8 billion and finally gave Zhang Yang more than US$4600 million.

Why is the estimate of 10.8 billion US dollars? They believe that the movie can earn around 2000 million US dollars at the box office on a small day.

"In fact, the film hasn't ended its run in the U.S. yet, and it's still making around 200 million a day at the box office," the assistant reminded Zhang Yang.

"This is just small money, there's no need to take it to heart. Besides, they must have overestimated the movie's box office in Xiaori." He thinks many people in Xiaori will boycott this movie.

After talking about the movie, the assistant started talking to him about other things.

"Recently, the company has taken some actions against Wanwan. They have decided not to buy a certain kind of fruit and not to sell their construction sand..." The assistant went on and on with a lot of explanations.

"I think it's time for Director Zhang to look for me." Zhang Yang tapped his fingers on the desk.

There are many things the unit needs to consider about how to deal with Wanwan’s issue. The fact that they are taking action now shows that a rough decision has been made.

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was indeed Director Zhang calling.

"Speaking of the devil, here he comes." Zhang Yang showed the phone to his assistant and answered the call decisively. The two chatted for a while, and Director Zhang invited him to visit the bureau in the afternoon.

Zhang Yang did not refuse.

"What do you think Director Zhang wants to talk to me about?" He hung up the phone and tested his assistant.

"Since it's Director Zhang calling, it's probably about movies. Most likely it's next year's Golden Rooster Film Festival." The assistant thought for a moment and gave an answer.

"You don't want me to be the chairman of the jury for the Golden Rooster Film Festival next year, do you?" This film festival pays the most attention to seniority, and he is still a little young.

"It's very likely. After all, boss, you are the honorary chairman of the Film Association." The assistant nodded seriously.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang came to the office of Director Zhang of the Film Bureau.

"Director."

"Come on, sit down first, I'll make a call." Director Zhang said as he picked up the landline phone.

This time he was not meeting Zhang Yang privately, everyone still had to hold a meeting.

Soon Director Zhang hung up the phone, looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile: "I haven't congratulated you yet, but another movie has made $10 billion at the box office. That makes seven movies now, right?"

"It's a pity that we can't summon the dragon." Zhang Yang joked.

"You seem to be in a very relaxed mood."

"It seems that the director has not had an easy time recently."

The director smiled, raised his hand to check the time, and stood up from behind the desk: "Let's go."

Zhang Yang nodded and went to the meeting room with him.

He was arranged to sit in the second seat again. Zhang Yang knew that he would be used if nothing unexpected happened.

As soon as he sat down, many leaders around him congratulated him.

"Zhang Yang, when can you make a film about the father of China's mushroom bomb?" A leader often asked this question. Many people have asked him this question recently.

"Leader, if we really filmed the Chinese now, it wouldn't have such a big impact in the world.
However, in 30 or 40 years, when China becomes the strongest country in the world, there will be no problem filming it then.” Zhang Yang is full of confidence.

"You are thinking too far ahead. By then, we may not be able to see it." A leader sighed. They are all in their 50s and 60s. In another 30 or 40 years, there won't be so many centenarians.

"Okay, let's stop talking about trivial things and get down to business." Director Zhang interrupted their small talk.

Everyone looked serious.

"We have decided to boycott the Golden Horse Awards next year to make our stance clear.

But the extent of the boycott is still under discussion, so please speak up if you have any ideas." Director Zhang spoke forcefully.

"I think it's not enough for us to boycott, Hong Kong has to keep pace with us, it's already back."

"Yes, those sponsoring companies should also be given relevant warnings."

"They should also express their attitude towards those Taiwanese artists who come to the mainland to develop their careers."

The leaders talked about their ideas at once. In fact, it is very easy to boycott the Golden Horse Awards now because the advantages are all in the mainland.

The difficulty lies in how far to achieve it and how well to strike the right balance.

Zhang Yang just sat there quietly listening.

Suddenly, a leader brought the topic to him: "Zhang Yang, you also need to make an effort to make the Golden Rooster Film Festival next year beautiful."

"No problem. Leaders, please feel free to ask for anything you want." Zhang Yang was very humble and responded to every request.

"It's not that there are any requirements, but you have to bear this burden."

"Director, I'm too young and don't have enough qualifications." Zhang Yang shook his head repeatedly in response to Director Zhang's suggestion.

"He's a little young, but he's definitely experienced enough. That's it."

Just kidding, Zhang Yang has been the chairman of the film festival jury, I don’t know how many times he has done this, how could it not be enough.

"Thank you for the compliment, leaders." Zhang Yang chose to keep a low profile today.

After that, everyone discussed it for a while and it had to be said that there were many talented people within the system.

They want to hold it on Ludao Island and on the same day as the Golden Horse Awards, which simply leaves no room for the Golden Horse Awards.

Everyone felt that all aspects had been considered, and one leader suggested to Director Zhang: "Director, let's release the announcement right away to give them a little shock."

Director Zhang smiled slightly and shook his head: "Don't worry, we will take it step by step. We will announce the venue next year, and then announce the specific time in June or July. It won't be too late. We can observe more."

What are they observing? Of course, they are observing everyone's attitude towards the Golden Horse Awards next year. The other leaders immediately understood the director's intention. He is indeed the director. He is so smart!

What's the point of killing it with one blow now? We should wait until next year to launch a sudden attack, and then the Golden Horse Awards will be in desperate straits.

Zhang Yang listened silently. Damn, it would be a shame if these people didn't become military strategists. They are all masters.

The meeting was over soon, and Zhang Yang's mission today was guessed by his assistant as serving as the chairman of the Golden Rooster Jury.

However, this is nothing to him.

Everyone left the meeting room in twos and threes, and Zhang Yang also said goodbye to Director Zhang.

"Chief, I'll go back first."

"No hurry, come to my office and sit for a while." Director Zhang took Zhang Yang's arm and led him to the office.

When other leaders saw this scene, they thought to themselves that they had known each other for nearly twenty years. They heard that the director had even invited him to the unit cafeteria for dinner, so their relationship was indeed extraordinary.

Returning to the director's office, the two sat down in the reception area. Director Zhang even asked his secretary to make tea. The two chatted for a while while drinking tea. He then said calmly, "The Film Association will be changing its term in more than a month."

Zhang Yang nodded. He hadn't noticed this problem yet.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Director Zhang said this because he could work for Zhang Yang, even though he was only 35 years old.

"No, I have no idea at all."

"real."

"real"

Director Zhang looked at Zhang Yang in surprise. He had been offered the title of vice president before, but he refused to join the association only when he was offered the title of honorary president.

Now I want to help him compete for the presidency, but he is not interested?

Based on his many years of experience, Zhang Yang was telling the truth.

Of course, what Zhang Yang said was the truth. This term's president was the most boring. Because of the special circumstances over the past three years, he was not able to do his job at all.

He will wait five years first. It will not be too late to make progress when he is 40 years old. Moreover, once he takes office, he will plan to serve for several more terms.

"You've grown a lot." Director Zhang was particularly pleased because he thought Zhang Yang was afraid of causing him trouble.

"I am still young;"

"Being young has its advantages. You will continue to be the honorary president this term."

Zhang Yang nodded.
The two chatted for more than half an hour before Zhang Yang stood up and said goodbye.

After returning home, Liu Yifei curiously asked Zhang Yang about what happened that afternoon.

Zhang Yang sat on the sofa in the hall and told her the situation.

"The Golden Horse Awards are in decline?" Liu Yifei felt that the world is so unpredictable. A few months ago, the Golden Horse Awards was the top film festival in Asia, but now, its fate has been decided before it even knows about it.

"Yes, it's his own fault. Even if it doesn't happen this time, it will happen sooner or later. You didn't see that there were quite a few people applauding in the audience at that time." Zhang Yang felt a little unhappy when he thought of that scene.

"The only thing they have left is their bad mouths. When they come back, they will definitely be more obedient than anyone else."

Zhang Yang nodded: "But I think we should still do something."

"What? Build a plane or a rocket?" Liu Yifei held Zhang Yang's arm and laughed, feeling that he was daydreaming.

When Zhang Yang was reminded by Liu Yifei, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

I can't build it, but I can donate it to someone who can.

Thinking of this, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to his assistant.

"What did you think of?" Liu Yifei was a little confused by Zhang Yang's actions.

"You reminded me that I can't build airplanes or rockets, but I can donate them to people who can." Zhang Yang decided to scatter gold coins.

Since he donated his share of the box office revenue from his first film to the Beijing Film Academy, he has not donated any money and has always done charity work on his own.

"Who to donate to?" Liu Yifei knew that Zhang Yang was not confident in many institutions.

"From among the seven national defense organizations, let's choose one." Zhang Yang stated his goal.

The so-called seven national defense colleges are the seven universities currently under the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. They play an important role in the field of national defense science and technology and military industry.

Seeing that Zhang Yang wanted to donate, Liu Yifei did not stop him. After all, her family had more money than could be spent. Zhang Yang had nearly $9 million in cash, and she herself had more than a billion. It was simply too much money.

It was already past five in the afternoon when the assistant brought the information over. When the family was about to have dinner, Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei were still comparing Capital University of Technology and Capital University of Aeronautics and Astronautics.

Among the seven national defense universities, only these two are located in Beijing.

Mother Liu walked into the West Courtyard Hall and saw this scene and asked curiously, "Are you discussing where to go for Zhang Yang's birthday?"

She knew that Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei visited Yanda University on Valentine's Day and thought they were looking for a university to visit again.

Liu Yifei heard her mother's words and followed up by asking, "Mom, which school do you think is good?"

"It's up to you whichever you go." She hadn't been to either university, so how could she know which one was better.

"This, this, this." Zhang Hongyi pointed at the picture of Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics and shouted.

"Why do you say this school is good?" Liu Yifei looked at her son strangely. Did he also know that Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics was ranked higher?
"Lotus, the lotus in our school is beautiful, the lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are particularly red in the sun." Zhang Hongyi pointed at the picture and began to recite a poem.

Mother Liu laughed out loud immediately. The little guy was indeed Zhang Yang’s son. Not only did he have the same good memory, but he also loved reciting poems in the same way.

"Okay, let's donate it to the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics." Zhang Yang made a decisive decision.

After he finished speaking, he took out his cell phone and gave it to his assistant, asking him to contact the school.

"You want to donate?"

"Not bad." Zhang Yang nodded.

"How much to donate?" (End of this chapter)