Actor: Thank you.

Although everyone inside and outside the country was worried about Zhang Yuan being "blacklisted" by the island nation, he himself was not too worried.

Many people believe that his smile is just a protective shield.

So, at this moment, he received a call from Shaolin.

"Hello, hello."

"Hello, I am Shi Yanlu."

"Oh, Master Yanlu, hello." The other party took the initiative to introduce himself, so Zhang Yuan naturally had to be polite in return.

And just by hearing the name, he knew that this person was one of Ashin's four disciples.

That is, the person who would later report him.

At this time, Master Yanlu had replaced Master Deyang, Master Shixingyu's master, and taken the position of head instructor of the Shaolin martial monk team.

He was in a high position of power and full of vigor.

However, it was from this moment that a rift developed between the master and his apprentice.

This person believes that as the head coach, he should have a say in the martial arts school's recruitment, selection, and even the profits behind it.

But Ashin felt that everything you have is given to you by me, so you have no right to speak.

There's a problem here; the two sides have different understandings.

When an apprentice grows up and wants to be independent, the master thinks, "No matter how old you are, you're still my apprentice."

It has a bit of the oppressive feel of the traditional monarchical and ministerial system, or the father-son system.

In fact, the problems between Master Guo and many of his students are similar to this...

No matter how they turn against each other in the future, they are representing their master and Shaolin Temple now, so they have to be polite to them.

It's like a representative of a sect talking to him, whom the other party sees as a "wild fox Zen practitioner".

Whether it's collecting protection money or incorporating them into the organization, that's unclear.

However, Zhang Yuan found it interesting that the call came at this particular time.

"You're too kind, Benefactor Zhang Yuan."

“I have been passionate about martial arts since I was a child. I have read your works and heard about your deeds. I know that you are also a friend who loves martial arts.”

"There's no need to be so formal, after all, all martial arts are one family."

Zhang Yuan's lips twitched when he heard this.

He then replied with a forced smile, "Southern fist and northern leg techniques are indeed both Chinese martial arts."

Whether the other party said it intentionally or unintentionally, he cannot give in.

"We hope that Mr. Zhang Yuan will have the time to come to Shaolin and exchange ideas with us."

"Many members of our martial monk team are your fans."

"Everyone says you are the actor with the most beautiful movements since Jet Li."

"Seeing is believing, and I have high expectations for the meeting."

"Oh, I've been too busy. Please apologize to the martial monks for me." Zhang Yuan's attitude remained warm.

"Oh, no need. Buddhism emphasizes the concept of fate."

"The arising and ceasing of conditions are all predetermined."

"Perhaps it's just that the connection between Shaolin and Benefactor Zhang Yuan hasn't arrived yet."

When the time is right, we will meet again.

The other party spoke in a soft and gentle manner.

It was clearly a veiled attack, which made Zhang Yuan even more cautious.

After all, Buddha only guides those who are destined to be saved.

“My teacher also pays close attention to the benefactor’s movements. He often asks us, who are preparing the benefactor’s works, to look at them in our spare time while he is chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha.”

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "Besides chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha... your master must have quite a lot of free time."

"I learned today that Benefactor Zhang Yuan seems to have encountered some trouble."

"Oh?" Zhang Yuan found it increasingly interesting.

"It is the Japanese side that has a problem with Zhang Yuan."

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you with this matter, Master," Zhang Yuan said humbly.

"My master was extremely anxious when he learned of this."

“Zhang Yuan is a representative of Chinese martial arts on screen; how can we allow outsiders to bully him?”

"Fortunately, Shaolin also has many connections with Japan."

“We have dealings with some of their companies and even members of parliament.”

"Many leaders have also visited Shaolin Temple."

"If Benefactor Zhang Yuan is truly in trouble, Shaolin can also mediate."

Zhang Yuan felt, through the phone, that a huge pie was hanging above his head, just waiting for him to open his mouth and take a bite.

The other party did pick a good time.

This is called providing timely help!

And what the master said was right; Shaolin does indeed have the ability to mediate.

Ashin knows quite a few foreign leaders.

But the so-called mediation is nothing more than making contact; it's uncertain how much they will have to pay to truly reach a reconciliation.

As he always said, Zhang Yuan only believes that "there is no such thing as a free lunch."

"Oh dear, that would be too much trouble for you."

"As the saying goes, one should not accept a reward without merit!" he said softly.

"There's another saying, 'Those who receive rewards must have done good deeds,'" the other person retorted with a smile.

"Previously, the film 'Shaolin' had invited Mr. Zhang Yuan many times, but the invitation was never granted."

"We hope that you will open the door of convenience and form a connection with Shaolin."

Zhang Yuan nodded, "That's right."

Buddha only guides those who are destined to be saved.

As for what constitutes a destined connection, the final interpretation rests with the other party.

If you go to film "Shaolin" now, that's fate.

If fate allows, we will ferry you across and help you solve the troubles of your island nation.

On the surface, this seems reasonable and logical; no one could find fault with it.

People help you resolve things, and as an actor, you repay them with your professionalism; it's only right and proper.

Just as the Xiang family helped Li Lianjie through a difficult time, Old Li has spent half his life repaying them.

But Zhang Yuan knew that if he went with the flow at this time, he could make Shaolin his backer.

After that, you'll definitely be led by the nose by the other party.

Moreover, Ashin will also have his day when his career collapses.

As a well-known person associated with me, won't I also suffer?

When a house collapses, the whole area collapses.

This is also the Buddhist concept of cause and effect.

If you benefit from someone else's cause, you will also benefit from their effect.

There's no such thing as eating without giving anything back.

Even if you don't throw up, they'll make you throw up.

Zhang Yuan knew it was the same old story.

Even though I knew they had ulterior motives, I was still thinking about it too.

These are among the few forces that have proactively offered to help in recent days.

Whether inside or outside the industry, not many people know he's in trouble and are willing to come and say hello or ask about him.

In this circle, the human tendency to seek advantage and avoid harm is particularly evident.

Most people would be extremely grateful.

But he is no ordinary person.

"I will always remember Shaolin's kindness and never forget it."

"However, this is already complicated, and if Buddhism is involved, it will become even more complicated."

“If you are single-mindedly devoted to doing good, you are not afraid of complexity,” the master replied.

"Sigh!" Zhang Yuan suddenly sighed, startling the other person.

He knew he couldn't escape this situation; being targeted by the other party was already a serious problem.

When faced with something like this, there are essentially two paths.

Confession or self-defamation.

Confessing your identity is like telling someone, "I look down on you, I have a much stronger background, and you can't mess with me."

Self-degradation means finding ways to tarnish your own reputation so that the other party doesn't want to associate with you.

Faced with the choice between confessing or defaming himself, Zhang Yuan chose "or".

He intends to both confess and tarnish his reputation.

A thought flashed through his mind.

"Master Yanlu, to be honest with you..."

Do you know why I repeatedly declined to participate in the film "Shaolin"?

He didn't even see the other party, and he actually said it was just an "excuse."

No more pretending?
"I can't say it outright, but think about it, why I was able to make a name for myself in Hollywood."

Why did it go so smoothly?

The head coach straightened up, his expression slightly serious.

"Actually, I have some connections outside... but I can't say."

"Ah..." the coach replied softly. His brain was racing.

He was a Buddhist, so naturally he had heard about religions both at home and abroad.

North America, especially Hollywood, is quite interesting.

Catholicism is nothing compared to Mormonism, Satanism, Scientology, and all sorts of other religions.

And these are all considered good.

There are also many secret sects.

In later generations, a model escaped from a mansion party covered in filth.

In a daze, she said she saw people at the party... doing the same thing as Hannibal.

At the time, everyone thought she had taken too much drugs.

Later everyone realized that something was wrong.

Because in many parts of Europe, many actors have admitted to doing this, and they seem quite relaxed about it.

There's even an industrial chain involved.

This involves many unorthodox religious sects, including several that fled from China.

Especially the esoteric sects in Tibet.

Both domestically and internationally, many celebrities and politicians believe in esoteric Buddhism, which forms part of their social networks.

So Zhang Yuan gave a subtle hint, and the other party immediately thought in that direction.

Upon reflection, I immediately became cautious.

He wasn't as polite as before when he spoke.

"So you already had someone to rely on, my apologies."

The factions he implied were ones that Shaolin couldn't afford to offend, and Shaolin wouldn't provoke either.

After all, Ashin just wanted to make money, while those people...

“I understand what you mean, and I will pass it on to my master.”

"Then we'll see each other again."

"Thank you for your concern, Master."

The other party hung up the phone quickly.

Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief; this was a case of confession plus self-defamation.

For a long time, they should stop bothering me.

Moreover, there is another advantage to doing this.

I'm not afraid of success, I'm afraid of failure.

I've already refused Shaolin several times; what if they get angry and embarrassed?

They have some connections in the island nation, and are even discussing building a branch there.

I was fortunate enough to receive help from others.

If I am not destined to be with them, and they happen to say the opposite of what I mean, things will only get worse.

But things are different now. Shaolin doesn't want to get involved with him in the short term, let alone cause any trouble.

This is what we call fear.

The mop is covered in poop; this is the same principle as Lu Bu in his lifetime.

No matter how skilled you are, you'll still have to back down, because nobody wants to get covered in shit.

He was quite happy; it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Not long after, I ran into Fan Bingbing on set, and she asked me about it.

"Rumors have recently circulated that Nicholas Tse has been cast as the second male lead in 'Shaolin'."

"That's great, then you and Hua Wuque can rekindle your romance." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile.

“We’re not acting as a couple.” Fan Bingbing glanced at Young Master Xie not far away. “Besides, he’s just a kid at heart, not my type.”

In Fan Bingbing's eyes, Nicholas Tse has some traits that are not much different from her younger brother.

"Don't interrupt."

"I heard someone from Shaolin say that you don't know what's good for you."

"Some also say that you are arrogant and look down on others."

"what's up?"

Zhang Yuan recounted how the other party had contacted him.

Fan Bingbing frowned in confusion.

“How wonderful!”

"They are willing to help you solve the island nation's problems."

"You still don't want it?"

No wonder people say strange things.

There's a saying: "If you're too eager, you can't make a good deal."

"I have my reasons for refusing," Zhang Yuan said calmly.

"Think about it, if we get a huge favor from them this time, won't I end up being someone else's lackey in the future?"

"Whatever people say goes."

“What’s wrong with that? Shaolin is a powerful force with lots of money and influence.” Fan Bingbing thought that she would definitely be happy to do it.

Let me put it another way.

Zhang Yuan looked directly into her eyes and spoke with utmost seriousness.

"If one day you suffer a great calamity, you will be blacklisted just like I am now."

"At this moment, I stepped in to help you resolve your troubles and save your career."

"Then, I want you to be my lover for life. Would you agree?"

After thinking for a moment, Fan Xiaopang replied half-jokingly.

"If that day ever comes, you can save my career and my life."

"I'd even be willing to have your child to repay you, let alone be your lover."

"Is this your way of repaying me?" Zhang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't this revenge on me?!"

"What kind of talk is that!" Fan Bingbing pushed him in dissatisfaction.

Even if I'm just saying I'll have your child, what's with that unhappy look on your face?
"You're trying to find a way to take a share of my assets!" Zhang Yuan hugged his weak self tightly.

The world is terrifying these days.

The old woman not only lusts after my body, but also my wealth.

In China, illegitimate children and legitimate children enjoy the same rights, but do not need to fulfill any family or support obligations. Apart from reputation, they almost gain nothing.

Even if one's parents commit crimes, it will not affect their ability to take the civil service exam, because illegitimate children are not considered direct relatives in the legal sense.

Seeing him like this, Fan Bingbing's lips twitched with suppressed anger, and she chased after him all the way.

I almost took off my shoes and threw them at him.

No matter how many people want to get into my bed, I won't let them.

I've been putting you to bed all day, and you're still complaining about me...

It took a lot of effort to calm them down.

Zeng Jia came to report.

"Boss, everything is arranged."

"The Film Bureau has already contacted us, but they feel that given the current performance of our film, extending the key release period is unnecessary."

"Don't worry about it, just do it."

Zhang Yuan knew that the era of short videos had not yet arrived, and the speed at which online information spread and gained traction was slower.

Unlike later generations, it doesn't happen and take effect on the same day.

Efficiency will continue to increase in the future.

"There's one more thing," Zeng Jia said, her tone becoming slightly more serious.

“You previously asked me to contact a lawyer, and the lawsuit I was going to file is already in the process of being filed.”

"The trial will begin soon."

"You don't need to be present; your lawyer will handle the entire process."

Zeng Jia was referring to the film rights he bought from Paramount.

Han Jia Nu informed him that someone had submitted a script with the same plot for review, so he took out the copyright contract and began the legal process.

Forget all that, I'm in the right, let's just get down to business.

When you encounter this kind of situation, you usually need to communicate with the other party.

But the situation is definitely different when you go to their door and when you force them to come to you.

The starting points are different, and the initiative is in your own hands.

A lawsuit only costs a few dollars.

Moreover, I already have multiple companies, and I'm constantly involved in disputes.

No company can avoid lawsuits.

"Just follow the procedure."

"If anything unexpected happens, or if someone comes to me, then contact me again."

"Okay." Zeng Jia felt that the slick boss who always thought of making a quick buck when something bad happened was now decisive and ruthless.

Just after being "banned" by the island nation, they have now taken the initiative to provoke a lawsuit here.

This would create both internal and external troubles... (End of Chapter)