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Regardless of what others said, Boss Deng Lun was very dissatisfied.

"These are all small matters, don't worry about them."

The assistant nodded, feeling that the boss's vision was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that he also needed to have a broader vision, otherwise he would not be able to keep up with the boss.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the morning of the 25th.
Liu Yifei, wearing her ancestral down jacket, walked straight into Zhang Yang's study.

Zhang Yang, who was reading a book, looked up at her and continued reading.

"See if it's enough to invite these people over."

Liu Yifei walked up to him and handed him a list.

Only then did Zhang Yang put down the "Zizhi Tongjian" and picked up the list.

He saw that in addition to Huang Xiaoming, Zu Feng and others, she had also invited some of her own classmates, plus some acquaintances, a total of about 20 people.

"That's enough. Please follow this list." Zhang Yang returned it to Liu Yifei.

"Okay." Liu Yifei took the list and said, "The weather has been too cold recently, and it will get colder tomorrow. I plan to add more mutton to the dishes..."

She talked a lot and Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly. At this time, his cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and it was a landline. After waiting for about 30 seconds, Zhang Yang answered it.

"Director Zhang."

"you are?"

"I am Rao Shuguang."

"So he's the Secretary General." He is the Secretary General of this term's Film Association, and he is in charge of the daily affairs of the association.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries before he got down to business with Zhang Yang: The 28th Congress of the Film Association would be held at the Beijing International Hotel at 9: a.m. on the th.

"Secretary General, why didn't you tell me and hold the meeting at my hotel? I will provide the venue for the association for free."

"Look, I had forgotten about this." Secretary-General Rao laughed. How could he bring up this matter on his own initiative?

After a few more pleasantries, the call ended as the Secretary-General still had many people to notify.

"You're busy again." Liu Yifei felt it was a coincidence when she heard the time of the conference.

"Fortunately it's not the 27th, because that would be when things get really busy." Zhang Yang shook his head.

On the 27th, the temperature in Beijing dropped to -12 to -6 degrees Celsius, with a north wind of level or .

The cold air is like a sharp knife, ruthlessly cutting every corner.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei walked out of the hall wrapped in thick down jackets.

"It's so cold." Zhang Yang said only a few words in the yard, and the breath he exhaled seemed to turn into frost.

"I'm glad to be back home. Look, at least it's a sunny day and it's not snowing." Liu Yifei pointed at the sun with a smile, in a good mood.

"Can you feel the warmth of the sun?"

Today's sun is like the light in a refrigerator, bright but without warmth.

The two stood in the yard for about ten minutes, feeling a little stiff.

At this time, Zhang Yang's assistant led someone into the yard.

"Zhang Yang, Yifei, you personally stood in the yard to greet me. Do you have to be so polite?" Huang Xiaoming said with a smile.

"You're here pretty early."

"It's a rare occasion for you to be lively, so you must come early."

"Let's go inside quickly. Don't come to Zhang Yang's birthday party and let yourself get cold." Liu Yifei made a gesture of invitation.

The three of them returned to the west courtyard hall together. Huang Xiaoming put the gift on the table and took off his down jacket. It was too hot and bulky to wear it in the house.

Zhang Yang walked to the table and opened the gift directly. The gift box was not big at all, and he could tell what was inside in no time.

A fountain pen, the whole body is rose gold, the top is platinum, and it is dotted with a few rubies.

"Why did you give me such a girly pen?"

"I spent a lot of effort looking for it." Huang Xiaoming hung up his down jacket and couldn't help but protest for himself when he heard Zhang Yang's words.

He was only explaining this to Zhang Yang. With Huang Xiaoming's EQ, he wouldn't have explained it to anyone else.

Zhang Yang didn't know the value of a pen, so he immediately called his assistant.

"Look, what good things my old classmate gave me."

The assistant helped Huang Xiaoming choose a pen when he got married, so he has some knowledge about this aspect.

He gave the answer almost instantly: "Boss, this is a luxury limited edition Martin fountain pen launched by Omas in 2007 to commemorate the journey of mankind.

There are a total of thirty in the world, most of which are in private collections, and only a few are currently in circulation on the market.”

He didn't tell the price on the spot, but he would find time to tell the boss after today that such a pen cannot be bought without $50,000.

"You bought me such a good gift for my 35th birthday. What would you give me if it was my 10th birthday?" Zhang Yang put the pen back into the gift box without any emotion.

Huang Xiaoming smiled but said nothing, but Liu Yifei stared at the pen with shining eyes.

Zhang Yang once said that his old Parker pen was not broken and he would not use a new pen.

There is no need to say much about the quality of Parker pens. I have used a No. 5 Parker pen for my entire life.

After explaining the price of the pens, the assistant walked out because there were other guests for him to greet.

Seeing that there were only three of them in the hall, Zhang Yang asked Huang Xiaoming, "Do you feel bad this time?"

"Why should I feel bad about a pen?"

"I didn't mean the pen."

Huang Xiaoming's face froze for a moment. He had paid hundreds of millions, so how could he not feel bad? Moreover, he knew that his old classmate hated these things the most.

"I just made the normal payment..." Huang Xiaoming explained a lot.

He is not as crazy as Fan Xiaopang, it’s just that things that were originally compliant have become non-compliant.

A large number of them paid more than 117 billion, which was a huge loss. As for him, he also handed over nearly one-tenth of his net worth.

"Do you still have confidence in China?" Zhang Yang in the original time and space heard a rumor that Huang Xiaoming transferred most of his assets abroad after this incident. He might be afraid. "If you can take care of me, I will have confidence." Huang Xiaoming seemed to be joking.

This was actually what he really thought. Most people knew about Zhang Yang's power in China, and his donation of 800 million to Beijing Airlines also made many people secretly dig up his worth, and the more they dug, the more shocked they became.

"My classmates, as long as they don't commit crimes, who dares to move?"

Huang Xiaoming smiled and said, yes, you will personally deal with those who commit crimes without mercy.

"Okay, let's not talk about these things today. Xiao Ming, what would you like to drink?" Liu Yifei interrupted their conversation, feeling that the topic was a bit too heavy.

"When you come to Zhang Yang's house, of course you have to drink Biluochun. Many people say that the best Biluochun in the country is now in your house."

"It's not that exaggerated. Just wait and see!" Liu Yifei felt that these people were spreading rumors. She waved her hand and asked someone to make tea.

"I heard someone was crying there. Who was it?" Zhang Yang was a little curious about this matter.

Huang Xiaoming looked at him helplessly, walked up to him, leaned close to his ear, and whispered.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this. It turned out to be him. He didn't expect it. He really didn't expect it.

At this time, Shu Chang and Yao Beina were brought into the room by the assistant. As soon as they came in, they saw Zhang Yang and Huang Xiaoming whispering to each other.

"Director Zhang, what are you whispering to your old classmates about?"

"Let's talk about old times." Huang Xiaoming saw someone coming in, so he stopped talking and explained to the two of them.

"Happy birthday." x2
They both gave birthday presents at the same time.

"I invited you to come and play, why are you being so polite?" Zhang Yang said politely as he took the gift.

He put the gift on the table, and the four of them sat on the sofa and chatted. After a while, Liu Yifei came in with tea.

When she saw her best friend coming over, she asked her aunt to bring some fruits and snacks.

Then Wu Jing, Wen Muye, Huang Bo, Guo Fan, Zhou Xun, Chen Kun, Zu Feng, Yan Danchen, Tang Yan, Luo Jin, Zhang Liangying, Zhou Yang, Wang Jia, Zhao Liying and others arrived one after another.

When Mother Liu heard the noise in the west yard, she came over to help greet the guests.

The focus of the group's conversation was Zhao Liying, whose big belly was very noticeable.

Tang Yan deliberately sat next to her and started asking questions, as if she was very concerned about her best friend.

After a while, Zhang Yang, Huang Xiaoming and others felt that something was wrong. She was too concerned about Zhao Liying.

Several people showed a look of understanding in their eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, she should...

But it's enough to just know it in your heart. There's no need to make it clear unless she says it.

After everyone chatted for a while, Zhang Yang asked Guo Fan about the situation of "The Wandering Earth".

He went into detail and invited the people around him with a smile: "There will be a media preview in Beijing at 20pm on the 2th of next month. Everyone come and show your support."

Everyone nodded in agreement, promising to go if they were free.

"Zhang Yang, you must have made a lot of money from your investment this time. The director is so dedicated." Zhou Xun teased Guo Fan.

Whether a director is dedicated in making a movie can be seen in every little detail he does.

Zhang Yang nodded, and an inspiration suddenly came to his mind.

"Bring the movie to me in a couple of days and let me see it. If it's okay, I'll take it to America."

"Brother, are you going to promote it vigorously?" Guo Fan felt a little lack of confidence after hearing Zhang Yang's words.

He is self-aware of this movie. The special effects are definitely good in China, comparable to those in Hollywood... If the show is too exaggerated, the final result will not be good...

"I want to recreate the old story of Zhang Yimou's "Hero"."

Everyone was a little surprised as to why Zhang Yimou's "Hero" was so popular in the US.

In addition to its own quality, the film was closely tied to Quentin during the promotion, and Quentin was even listed as the producer.

As a result, many American audiences thought that "Hero" was a Quentin Tarantino film, and they were tricked into entering the cinema.

The person who led this operation was none other than the big boss Harvey Wayans who was recently sent to prison.

Zhang Yang's current reputation in the film industry is unparalleled, especially with the recent success of Oppenheimer,

If the promotion of "The Wandering Earth" is tied to him, it will be no problem for it to surpass Zhang Yimou's "Hero".

The eyes of Guo Fan, Wu Jing, Shu Chang and others brightened when they heard Zhang Yang's words. They felt that they could make a lot more money.

"Okay, I'll bring the movie to your studio tomorrow." Guo Fan didn't hesitate and agreed readily.

"I'm not free tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, let's do it the day after tomorrow!"

Many people looked at Zhang Yang in confusion. Shouldn't he be very free recently? What else was going on?

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will attend the 10th Congress of the Film Association." Wu Jing explained to everyone.

Zhang Yang was not surprised that Wu Jing participated. He looked around and asked, "Anyone else wants to join?"

"Me." x2
Huang Bo and Huang Xiaoming spoke at the same time, and the others around them looked and said, great, there are about 300 people from all over the country who will attend the conference, and there are four of them here today.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and the little guy Zhang Hongyi went home after school.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a crowd of people. The little guy rolled his eyes and decisively started to slack off:
"Hello, aunties, hello, uncles."

There are so many people here, it's so tiring for him to shout at them one by one.

"Hongyi, come here." Tang Yan thought the little guy was cute.

Zhang Hongyi ran quickly towards Tang Yan, and Tang Yan smiled and opened her arms to hug him.

As a result, the little guy ignored her reason and ran directly to Zhao Liying next to Tang Yan and stared at her belly.

"Do you still like children?" Tang Yan saw Zhang Hongyi's expression and pulled him to her side.

"I want my brother to play with me." The little guy didn't struggle when Tang Yan hugged him, but nodded seriously.

"Can't it be my sister?" Tang Yan found it funny.

"The younger sister is not as fun as the younger brother." Zhang Hongyi thought about the behavior of those people in the school and felt that the little girl was not fun enough.

(End of this chapter)