Actor: Thank you.

Poet Chen has been very happy these past few days.

"Haha, your idea is pretty good."

"The best way to deal with someone who has no respect for elders is to ignore them."

Director Chen was very pleased.

Zhang Yuan's unexpected manipulation of public opinion had given him a major headache.

Poet Chen doesn't know what "playing with memes" means, and the term "playing with memes" isn't that popular these days.

But he has now become part of the meme.

The fact that "Mei Lanfang" was ridiculed without reason and that Zhang Yuan was praised so highly made him very unhappy.

But it’s different now!

Zhang Ziyi's words reversed the public opinion backfire.

The hottest topic right now is Zhang Yuan's relationship with Zhang Ziyi.

Or rather, a former romantic relationship.

After all, Zhang Ziyi's current boyfriend is Vivi, that is, the foreigner.

As the news escalated, Zhang Ziyi was portrayed as the leading lady, while Zhang Yuan was depicted as someone who loved but could not have her.

Public opinion is very unfavorable to him.

Poet Chen was overjoyed.

Your boy also has today!
play!
Let you play!
Someone will take care of you!

Director Chen was in such a good mood that he started humming a song and even muttering to himself.

Suddenly, news came that the northern border region had been recovered...

He had memorized these few lines of poetry.

"Ziyi did a great job."

He thought to himself, "The wicked will be punished by the wicked."

Only someone skilled at manipulating public opinion can target someone else skilled at manipulating public opinion.

He picked up his phone, intending to call Zhang Ziyi and give her a good compliment.

beep...

Ok?
It rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Poet Chen called again, and it rang three or four times, but still no one answered.

Feeling something was off, he called Zhang Ziyi's business partner, who was also her own brother.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."

Thinking that the other party might be busy, I put it aside for the time being and planned to call again later.

Yes, the other party is indeed busy.

Especially Zhang Zinan, who acts as his agent.

The reason the older brother's phone was busy was because he was talking to Zhang Yuan online!
The capital city, a large courtyard house.

The house is too big, so the renovation will have to be done little by little.

So he first had the kitchen, dining room, and a small movie theater prepared.

Twenty or thirty seats, the curtains, sound system, and soundproofing panels are all set up.

We had just finished airing out the smell and cleaning up when we invited people over to watch the movie.

Just in time, the film "Cow," which I invested in and managed to film, was completed.

It's a new house and a new movie, so of course I have to invite some friends over for an early screening.

Consider this an internal review, so that we can raise some questions and make adjustments before the film's release.

This film wasn't made for box office success, so there's no need to invite ordinary viewers.

They all hired professionals.

Just as he was watching, when the show reached an exciting part, Zhang Yuan's phone started ringing incessantly.

Press it once to turn it off, then it will ring again.

I pressed it off again, but I still wanted it.

When he got hungry for the third time, Zhang Yuan took out his phone to turn it off, but the person next to him laughed and spoke up.

"Forget it, you're a big star like Zhang, you're too busy with your work, don't let this interfere with your career."

"Just accept it, it can be paused anyway."

"Okay." Zhang Yuan answered the call.

The moment he answered, a furious roar shot straight into his ear, nearly making him drop his phone in fright.

"Zhang Yuan, you son of a bitch!"

"I'll kill you, you believe me!"

"Who is it?" he asked, startled and bewildered.

There are many people who want to kill me, but he really doesn't know which one it is.

"If you dare mess with us again, I have plenty of people in the underworld I know."

"I'll break your arms and legs, you believe me!"

"Why don't you answer me first, who exactly are you, before you talk about dismantling me?" Ever since the last time he was beaten up in this courtyard, he has become much more cautious.

"I am Ziyi's brother."

"Oh, hello, hello." Zhang Yuan greeted him very politely.

This attitude has left the other side speechless.

After a long pause, the other person was about to speak again.

"I……"

"Please wait a moment." Zhang Yuan took the phone away from his ear and pressed the speakerphone button.

"The signal was bad just now, so I probably didn't hear what you said."

"Please repeat that for me."

Zhang Zinan sneered. "Someone else is looking for a scolding?"
The guy was originally just an office worker at a telecommunications company.

But ever since his younger sister became famous, he has become quite proud.

Not only him, but his whole family rose to prominence.

My dad owns a film and television company, and my mom holds a small number of shares in Wanda Commercial.

As the older brother, he became involved in all of his sister's daily work.

Despite being an international star, Zhang Ziyi started out as a freelancer and later worked in a family-run business.

Therefore, he has never handled his entertainment affairs very well, especially in terms of publicity and promotion.

Back then, when Chen Long took Zhang Ziyi to film "Rush Hour 2", he gave her a chance to appear in Hollywood.

What followed was the rumored affair between Zhang Ziyi and her brother.

Of course, she can't be entirely blamed for this.

First of all, Jackie Chan's reputation in relationships is indeed terrible.

Whether he's an international superstar or not doesn't matter; he's just a show-off.

Zhang Ziyi herself is quite adept at this; she flatters any senior she can get her hands on.

Another method is the intercalary month method.

At the Hong Kong Film Awards, when people publicly said that Zhang Ziyi was "feeding grapes," they were referring to Zhang Ziyi sitting on Chen Long's lap and feeding him grapes.

Chow Yun-fat is quite unethical.

It can be said that this scandal was created by Zhang Ziyi herself, with the help of two powerful figures fanning the flames.

When something happens, the key is how it's handled.

Then Zhang Zinan made his appearance.

This guy is awesome.

When asked by reporters about the rumors between her younger sister and Chen Long, she first denied it outright, saying, "There's no problem with that."

But what he said next put his own sister in trouble.

His exact words were: "Chenlong still needs our Ziyi to promote him."

The older brother took his younger sister to Hollywood, and you're saying he's using her to promote himself... With that kind of emotional intelligence, he couldn't even be a manager.

You got scolded.

As a result, Zhang Ziyi was also severely criticized.

After that incident, Zhang Ziyi stopped letting him be her manager and stop him from following her around all the time.

Then I asked an older sister in Singapore for help.

However, while that woman was good at handling business and arranging business, her public relations skills were lacking.

However, Zhang Zinan only stepped down on the surface; in reality, his sister still uses his company.

This person has a fiery temper and speaks without restraint.

When I called Zhang Yuan today, it was as if he hadn't been vaccinated against rabies.

Completely disregarding the "friendship" between himself and Zhang Ziyi.

This is a common phenomenon in the entertainment industry, or rather, in many family businesses.

That is, the people around you are often more arrogant than you are.

Especially their relatives, they all act like big shots, even more arrogant than the artists and the bosses themselves.

This person is a typical example.

The guy thought to himself, "One listen isn't enough, you're addicted, huh!"
Alright, I'll have my fun today too.

"Fuck..."

"You..."

"I'll do it..."

Anyway, all the words they used were words that needed to be censored.

He cursed for five or six minutes before he ran out of breath and had to catch his breath.

At this moment, all eyes in the home theater were focused on Zhang Yuan.

He looked around helplessly.

On the left is Han Sanpin.

The person on the right is Yang Buting.

The person in front is Guan Zongxiang, who is also Guan Hu's father.

Behind him is Huang Jianxin, the director of "The Founding of a Republic".

Today is a grand reunion at the Beijing Film Studio.

These bigwigs listened to Zhang Zinan cursing in the street for five or six minutes.

Guan Hu's father, Guan Lao, was not only a veteran in the Chinese film and television industry.

The old man was the seventh son in his family. His sixth brother was the bodyguard of Marshal Luo, who stood at the front of the city gate tower in 49.

Furthermore, he lost an arm while protecting this person during the war, for which he was awarded a special merit.

Their family is incredibly famous.

I'm here today to support my son and see how the film turned out.

Because of their family connections, the film "Cow" was classified as a tribute film.

The people from China Film Group and Huaxia Film Distribution also came because of Mr. Guan.

Moreover, Lao Han helped Zhang Yuan get all this cinema equipment.

This thing is very expensive to buy separately, so I got a spare set from the cinema chain for him.

"Young man, seems to have a bad temper," the old man said, smacking his lips a few times.

"Who is it?" Old Han scratched his head, his expression not looking too good.

The insults were really harsh.

"Ziyi's brother."

"Did you provoke her?"

"No."

Old Han looked at him with an expression that said, "Really? I don't believe it."

"You take care of it first."

Zhang Yuan shrugged, picked up his phone, and the other person had caught their breath by now.

"Does Sister Ziyi know that you made this call?"

"What's it to you!" This guy was really arrogant.

"How about this, we can talk about it privately later."

"I'm currently entertaining important guests, and..."

Zhang Yuan then began reciting the names of the dishes.

Old Han gave him a disapproving look.

They're just using us to intimidate others.

But I tolerated it. I only sat with him because of the movie that Guan Hu was making, even though he was the one who paid for the movie.

Old Han knew that this film might not make money.

Zhang Yuan was supporting the work of their own people, so they had to give him that much face.

Otherwise, it would be inappropriate to show disrespect to his son's investors in front of Mr. Guan.

They remained calm, but the person on the other end of the phone was sweating profusely.

This is the consequence of speaking without thinking.

You've said your piece, you've vented your anger, but then what?
Not only did it fail to solve the problem, it also caused a lot of trouble for his younger sister, just like the incident with Chenlong back then.

"Let's talk about it later."

beep...

"Not even saying goodbye, that's rude," Zhang Yuan complained, then turned off the device completely and put it down before signaling for it to continue playing.

As for why the other party was so angry?

After watching the film, when we had dinner together at his house, Lao Han also asked about this matter.

"His sister recently got into a scandal, and he's blaming me for it."

After seeing the rumors about Zhang Ziyi's scandal that day, Zhang Yuan called Yang Siwei.

"Boss, who are we going to harm this time?" the other party asked.

Zhang Yuan: …

The way you're talking makes it sound like I'm a bad person.

"Where are you? I'll come find you." The plump woman was quite polite.

Upon learning that she worked in an office, Zhang Yuan said he would go there himself.

He bought the office building, but he hasn't been there many times since it was renovated.

When I arrived in Wangjing, I went to my large office on the top floor.

New, brand new, undisputedly new.

I've basically never used it.

He sits down in the boss's chair and turns around, and he really does have the air of a domineering CEO.

"Prepare a press release for me."

Yang Siwei narrowed his eyes and said, "You're trying to harm people, and you won't admit it."

"You've seen the recent rumors about my relationship with Zhang Ziyi, haven't you?"

"Yes, I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing."

"She's famous, so rumors and hype might not necessarily be bad for the film."

"You've really gone all out on me." Zhang Yuan slammed his fist on the table in annoyance.

Strangely enough, after the news came out, no women called to inquire about it.

Cheng Hao didn't even bother to inquire about it.

I doubt anyone in the industry would believe him.

Even Zhang Ziyi, a prominent international star, doesn't meet his standards.

It's too dry, it gets stuck in my teeth. "What can we do then? Even if we issue a statement, it will be hard to explain."

"Especially if the other party doesn't cooperate, there's basically no solution."

"On the contrary, the more we try to distance ourselves, the more the audience will think you're a scumbag."

“That’s true.” Zhang Yuan nodded.

The analysis by my subordinates was correct.

Zhang Ziyi's moves this time are indeed quite impressive; they even have a boxing feel to them.

It's a normal counter-attack, but not easy to counter.

But just like Chen Peisi, Zhao Lirong, Zhao Benshan and other teachers who left the Spring Festival Gala, Shen Teng was able to become the top comedian of the Spring Festival Gala.

Shen Teng's works are not comparable in quality to those others, but unfortunately, his contemporaries are even worse.

"So there's no need to help me refute the rumors; that's a very inefficient method."

"It doesn't matter if they can't clear my name, just make the other person look bad, and I'll appear innocent."

You really think you can get away with anything just because you have a few powerful backers?

If I can't even control a little girl like you, then anyone would dare to step on my foot.

Then we started making arrangements.

Just as he was halfway through making the arrangements, Liu Lanfang called him again.

"I sent someone to check on Benshan."

"The surgery was a success."

"That's good. Thank you for your trouble. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Zhao Benshan is lucky to be alive!
Sudden cerebral hemorrhage has a very high mortality rate.

In addition, he has a history of genetic diseases.

It can be taken into the operating room, where top experts can finish the procedure for him.

In less than 10 days, he has already been able to get out of bed on his own!
He is clear-headed and speaks fluently, but is rather weak.

Taking a trip to the gates of hell is like taking a leisurely stroll.

Besides being physically fit and having a lucky life, the doctor's skill was also crucial.

The top-ranked doctors in the country are all mortal enemies of the King of Hell.

But most people don't need it, and they don't have time to perform surgery on you.

This is why wealthy people live longer; their access to medical care is different.

Chairman Liu saw that Teacher Zhao was able to get out of bed again, and felt that the Quyi Association should take action.

As the chairperson, she should also go and offer her condolences.

"I'm planning to have you come with me, since you're also a party involved."

"Okay!"

Of course he agreed.

This is an opportunity to clarify things.

If she represents the Chinese Quyi Artists Association with him, those who secretly report on him will have nothing to say.

The old lady was protecting him.

She has to protect him; Zhang Yuan was recruited by her.

If she doesn't protect her own, what will others think of her?

I went to Huashan Hospital in Shanghai with Chairman Liu, along with many high-ranking members of the Chinese Quyi Artists Association.

Along the way, they chatted about what they were going to do, and Zhang Yuan became increasingly excited.

The old lady wasn't trying to protect him, she was trying to flatter him!
That night, Zhang Yuan spoke with Shenyang and other people from outside Benshan Media, asking them not to spread the word.

He also understood that it was impossible to completely stop it.

If everyone is an expert, it's fine; everyone will be considerate of each other.

But those are all laymen; some of them will inevitably go out and brag.

Just as they wailed on the spot, the news that "Zhang Yuan was drunk to death by Zhao Benshan" had gradually spread.

Fortunately, Teacher Zhao is still alive.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Three people make a tiger, and people's words are scary.

Even though he's not dead yet, Teacher Zhao will live on in our hearts forever, and he will live on in the world.

However, some say that Zhang Yuan ruined Uncle Benshan's health by giving him excessive drinking, and that he was the one who caused the illness.

Who can bear such a heavy burden?

If I drink a people's artist into a stupor, countless adults and children will hate me to death.

There were two conflicting reports outside, and Liu Lanfang was even more troubled after learning about this!

Zhang Yuan got into the Chinese Quyi Artists Association through her connections and was even promoted to director despite not meeting the usual requirements.

Because he was young and didn't perform or attend meetings often, there was a lot of gossip.

That's what she always says.

"Our performing arts industry needs a celebrity to help us promote ourselves."

"Among young people, one Zhang Yuan is worth ten Liu Lanfangs."

The old lady didn't hesitate to use herself as an example, so people couldn't say anything.

But this time, the matter with the Mei family had just been brought under control.

Zhao Benshan is here again.

The thing Liu Lanfang feared most has happened.

Some people are already saying that Zhang Yuan is going to ruin the world of Chinese folk arts.

If something really goes wrong, she, as the chairperson, will also be held responsible.

Therefore, we cannot let opinions run wild.

She has to take care of it!
Even if we disregard Yuan Kuocheng's reputation, we still have to consider our own.

So they brought him, the person involved, along not only to visit him, but also to clarify things.

I called Mr. Wang Rugang, a big name in the performing arts in Shanghai, the vice chairman of the China Quyi Artists Association, and the head of the Shanghai Comic Drama Troupe, in advance to ask him to help arrange a visit and to notify the media.

Zhang Yuan, Zhao Benshan.

The media got excited as soon as these two names were announced!

I'd heard that the king of comedy sketches was hospitalized, and some even said he'd passed away.

But the hospital was on high alert, so it was impossible to get any photos taken.

We're being invited to do an interview! That's great!
In the ward, Uncle Benshan's complexion wasn't rosy, but he looked alright.

The wife and sister-in-law, namely Yu Yuexian, who plays Xie Dajiao, had already arrived.

Zhang Yuan greeted them one by one, but he didn't expect that Teacher Yu would walk ahead of her brother-in-law.

Life is unpredictable; we are like a large intestine containing a small intestine, and we never know whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.

"You're a really good person," Teacher Zhao even praised.

He said the security he sent was very effective, blocking all the media.

Not only him, but his relatives were also not photographed.

"As long as you're satisfied."

"You look like you've recovered well; you don't look like you've just had surgery."

"Oh dear, when I was on the operating table, I thought I was going to die."

"Now I feel like I've been given a second chance at life."

"To be honest, before the surgery, I couldn't let go of my wife and children, and I couldn't let go of my apprentices and employees."

"Hundreds of people depend on me for their livelihood. If I'm gone, what will they do?"

"So when I get out of here, I plan to acquire some assets so that my apprentices can still make a living if I'm not around any day now."

Zhang Yuan nodded in approval.

Teacher Zhao didn't even know her own zodiac sign when she was young, and her parents weren't around.

So after he became capable, he really acted like a patriarch.

This is also about filling in the gaps in your body.

He lacked affection and family since childhood, so he needs these things all the more.

This is also what makes him down-to-earth and his best quality.

How many actors have you seen who can afford a private jet and still convincingly portray a farmer on stage?

When people become rich, even if they play ordinary people or portray their younger selves, they will still look out of place.

He didn't. Teacher Zhao always says he's a farmer, which shows he hasn't forgotten his roots.

Zhang Yuan recalled that Teacher Zhao later spent 13 billion yuan in Hainan to lease hundreds of acres of land to build a film and television city.

They also donated a lot of money to various hospitals.

These are all backup plans left for himself, his family, and his apprentices.

“Benshan,” Liu Lanfang said, sitting down to chat with him.

"For a high-ranking leader like you to come see me, my attire is far too informal."

If Teacher Zhao can joke around, then there really isn't a big problem.

"We'll be holding an official interview with the Chinese Quyi Association later to explain what happened."

"You are a public figure, a big shot. It's better to explain things clearly in public than to let people guess."

“Especially this kid, lately everyone’s been saying he drank himself to death.”

"Oh..." Teacher Zhao has been around for so many years, he understood immediately.

"I understand."

“I asked him to drink with me, how can it be his business?”

"He was the one who took charge of things when something went wrong, so we can't let people spread rumors."

"That's right!" Liu Lanfang was very happy. It was so easy to talk to smart people; they understood everything immediately.

After chatting for a while, we were all ready.

The hospital provided a conference room; that's quite a favor.

The conference room was packed with reporters.

As Zhao Benshan and Liu Lanfang entered together, supporting each other, a flurry of camera flashes erupted!
Finally, we've found one alive!
Everyone said he was dead, but now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I'll have something to write about when I get back.

Next came a group of high-ranking members of the Chinese Quyi Artists Association, including Teacher Wang from Shanghai.

Finally, it was Zhang Yuan, the junior member, who nodded and showed up.

Reporters were excited to see both the beginning and the end, and their flashbulbs popped like they were free.

"I have already had surgery and am very healthy."

"Even the doctors didn't expect me to recover so well."

"Will you participate in next year's Spring Festival Gala?" a reporter asked.

"I'll try my best if my body allows it, and if I can handle it." Teacher Zhao continued humorously, "Now that I'm acting out a cerebral thrombosis or something, I'll have even more experience."

"About Zhang Yuan drinking with you?"

"Let me tell you about what happened that day." Teacher Zhao became slightly more serious.

“We’ve known each other for a long time. When we were filming ‘Getting Home,’ he made a cameo appearance, and we got along very well.”

"We just happened to run into each other in Shanghai. We're both usually so busy that it's rare for us to meet up. I thought to myself, let's have a drink."

"I get excited as soon as I start drinking."

"Once I start drinking, no one can stop me."

"Even his apprentice's attempts to dissuade him were useless; he just kept drinking with him all the way."

"I was drinking until late at night when I suddenly felt dizzy."

“I said I might not make it, and I just lay in the chair and groaned.”

"After he finished..." Teacher Zhao pointed at him: "He reacted quickly and made arrangements immediately."

"They told me to call an ambulance, and they also made sure my apprentice was calmed down."

“There were other guests there, and I later heard that he also helped to greet them.”

"Only then did they take me to the hospital."

"Zhang Yuan didn't drink me to death."

"At least not this time, but it's hard to say what will happen in the future," Teacher Zhao said casually.

"So, does that mean Zhang Yuan saved you?"

"You could say that; he was always there, running around helping with the arrangements."

"No, no," Zhang Yuan denied, raising his hand.

Teacher Zhao and Liu Lanfang both turned to look at him.

No wonder he comes from the world of crosstalk!
That was a perfect timing to pick up the conversation.

Furthermore, the original owner admitted it, but he denied it, which not only showed humility but also made him seem more credible.

Liu Lanfang summoned him today to turn a sinner into a benefactor.

The incident of members of the Chinese Quyi Association drinking so hard that one person was seriously injured was transformed into an act of mutual help, friendship, and unity within the association.

Who is Liu Lanfang?

Their political awareness is top-notch.

Even after retiring, he would occasionally come out and organize some official events.

He has also told stories about the fight against the epidemic, and is quite adept at positive propaganda.

Zhang Yuan must be promoted.

By praising him, it would make it seem like the right thing to do to recruit him into the Chinese Quyi Artists Association.

Only then could they appear to have a perfectly harmonious management of the Chinese Quyi Association.

Otherwise, if one of the National Quyi Artists Association council members and the vice chairman of the Liaoning Quyi Artists Association were to get drunk and become incapacitated, that would be a difficult situation to discuss.

People will laugh at the Chinese Music Association to death.

Now we must turn bad things into good things.

“Teacher Zhao is a lucky person who is blessed by heaven. I only did what I could. I can’t say I saved a life or that I am a benefactor.”

"We're just friends."

The conversation then turned to him.

The reporter began asking him about the events of that day.

He gave a general overview, which was basically a repetition.

Having asked almost all the questions, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, this settles the matter and reduces the amount of gossip.

Just when he felt he had accomplished his mission and could retire gracefully, a reporter suddenly asked him this question.

"Zhang Yuan, there have been rumors circulating lately about your relationship with Zhang Ziyi. Is it true?"

Ok?
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan first frowned.

But glancing sideways, I noticed that Teacher Zhao was giving me a gossipy look.

Then, after thinking about it, I realized it was an opportunity.

He hadn't originally intended to bring up Zhang Ziyi at this time.

But if you're the ones who pass the buck and put it right in front of me, then I won't hold back.

He immediately put on a relaxed expression, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"That's all nonsense."

"I have worked with Ziyi before, and she is an excellent actress."

"But my relationship with her is the same as my relationship with Teacher Zhao; we are friends."

"As for her love life, she probably prefers foreigners," Zhang Yuan added casually at the end.

It was this one sentence that led to Zhang Ziyi's brother calling her in a fit of rage.

Because shortly after he said that, Zhang Ziyi's signature "charm moment" occurred... (End of Chapter)