Actor: Thank you.

Throughout the journey, Zhang Yuan enthusiastically described the advantages of private jets.

He told Director Feng and his wife about the convenience of traveling to various places for leisure and work by plane.

The way he talked, spitting as he spoke, was comparable to Wang Shi when he talked about mountain climbing.

Zhang Yuan felt that he was a bit too much of a "father figure," and quite greasy.

The so-called "fatherly style" is not just about lecturing.

There is also a strong tendency to export values ​​without considering the feelings of others.

In fact, truly capable people are those who talk less and do more, and they understand early on that the simpler the communication with others, the better.

Because those who understand don't need much explanation, and those who don't understand are beyond the power of explanation.

Actively reducing social costs is a major way to improve life efficiency.

However, he is currently "acting," and he is not playing the role of a wise man, but rather a "pretentious king."

This role doesn't actually require acting; all you need to do is find your younger self again.

Most people go through this phase, where their actions and words seem very childish to mature people.

They can boast about even the smallest things to gain a sense of satisfaction and attention.

Director Feng and his companion listened with smiles on their faces, trying to suppress their laughter.

"How come you can act even better than Xiao Wang..." Feng Xiaogang muttered to himself.

Guan Xiaotong, on the other hand, looked at him with increasing admiration as he listened to his boasting.

These words are effective at deceiving underage girls.

"Brother, I also want to take a plane to travel abroad."

"I also wish I could lie down every time I fly."

"The economy class seats are too cramped, I can't stretch my legs out..."

This god-sister dragged out her words and shook his arm.

Zhang Yuan glanced at her legs.

Although it is not yet fully formed, it is still too long.

Let alone economy class, even business class would have a hard time stretching out.

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "You should be grateful."

Your family is well-off.

Many people in their twenties or thirties have never even been on a plane.

Moreover, the air traffic control bureau tore up Spring Airlines' "standing room" plan and threw it back; otherwise, your two long legs could have come in handy.

They stand a little more steadily than others.

He just didn't know how it would feel... Zhang Yuan quickly pulled himself out of his thoughts.

He did his best to avoid being locked in a dark room.

"From now on, always come to me when you go out to play." Zhang Yuan patted his chest.

"I'll make arrangements for you."

"Grow up quickly, and once you get your driver's license, I'll buy you a car."

"Really!" Miss Guan almost jumped up when she heard this.

"I've got it all figured out, you're not allowed to go back on your word."

"No problem, just tell me what kind of car you like."

"Pick whatever you like!" Zhang Yuan waved his hand dismissively, looking as if he had the world at his fingertips.

"It's just a car, but my god-sister has to drive the best one!"

Anyway, it'll be many more years before she can get her driver's license, we'll see when that time comes...

“Look, Zhang Yuan is still the most generous.” Xu Fan said from the side, in his usual tone that was neither quite operatic nor quite sarcastic.

"You can choose any of my god-sisters."

“Unlike me, who’s old and faded, my husband won’t let me buy things for myself.”

This is truly sarcastic and sarcastic.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the director and his wife.

Upon hearing this, Director Feng turned his head toward the window.

Zhang Yuan twitched his eyebrows.

Something!

His gossipy nature was piqued.

Seeing her husband's expression, Xu Fan gave him an annoyed look before turning to Guan Xiaotong and making the kind of joke that middle-aged women love to make with their children.

"I think your sworn brother treats you so well."

"Don't be the older brother anymore."

"I'll buy you a car, and then I'll buy you a house."

"Why not use it as betrothal gift, and you can become his concubine?"

"No." Upon hearing this, Miss Guan raised her arms to cover her face, swaying her body wildly in her seat with embarrassment, while simultaneously kicking her legs off the ground.

Zhang Yuan: We have them at home, but they won't allow it.

"Sister Fan, look how embarrassed Xiaotong is. Stop joking."

If those chopsticks legs keep pushing against the ground, they'll make a hole in the cabin in no time.

"Don't listen to Teacher Xu Fan's nonsense. At your age, you should just focus on your studies." Zhang Yuan gave Miss Guan a pillow to cover her blushing face.

Guan Xiaotong's studies are quite good, especially compared to others in the entertainment industry.

She's the kind of person who developed a reading addiction at a young age.

Both entered the Beijing Film Academy as the top student, but Guan Xiaotong's liberal arts score was more than 100 points higher than Yang Mi's.

Her grades are wasted on studying art; she could have given a lot to someone else.

After they got off the plane, a car took them directly to Xixi Wetland.

Take the hidden back door to enter the hotel grounds directly.

He then boarded a small boat rowed by a waiter and finally arrived at the house he had bought.

Zhang Yuan himself had never stayed there before; the first guests were Little Lion and two elderly gentlemen, Mr. Yuan and Mr. Liu.

"This is amazing!" Miss Guan was incredibly excited the moment she sat down on the covered boat.

If she hadn't been holding it down, the boat could have easily capsized.

Her mother said she goes crazy when she's having fun, and there's some truth to that.

After running into the villa, he shouted at the top of his lungs, and then happily jumped around, listening to the echoes from upstairs and downstairs.

"The rooms are all upstairs."

"There is an outdoor swimming pool, and swimwear is available for purchase at the hotel."

"There is a jacuzzi in the room, which can relieve flight fatigue."

As Zhang Yuan explained, Guan Xiaotong put her things down and then walked around the house several times.

"This is so much better than my house!"

"I want to take a picture and show it to my sister and my parents!"

"Come anytime if you like."

"Treat this as your own home," Zhang Yuan said, then turned to Director Feng and his wife and said the same thing.

"Let's have a good celebration tonight, it's on me!" Zhang Yuan said generously.

The young woman's excitement didn't subside even as darkness fell.

Zhang Yuan sat on the sofa chatting with Director Feng and his wife, glancing at her every now and then.

This genuine joy and happiness was completely different from the Tian Pujun he had met a few days earlier.

Even though they're both women, their personalities and ways of handling things are so different.

Seeing that it was almost time, Director Feng suggested that they eat.

I got up and headed to the hotel restaurant.

"Hey." Zhang Yuan suddenly pulled him down.

"Why bother leaving? It's too much trouble." With that, he picked up the phone and called the hotel.

He even deliberately spoke entirely in English.

"Okay, they'll all be delivered in a bit."

"Given our status, how can we go to a restaurant and eat with ordinary people?"

"That would be so embarrassing!" Zhang Yuan was taking inspiration from Miss Tian's demeanor for his performance.

It's that kind of state where someone pretends to be "high-class" but is actually "low-class" at heart.

Simply put, it's the state of "a jerk is just being pretentious".

Soon after, many waiters in professional attire came over.

Lay out the table and light the candles.

The dishes were even served on silver trays and transported by boat from the waterfront platform to the house's restaurant.

Zhang Yuan specifically instructed that the names of the dishes must be recited.

"The names of the dishes must be said in English to make them sound sophisticated."

"Director Feng probably doesn't understand, but that's alright, I've arranged for a translator."

So, the situation became one where the two waiters were flipping over one after another.

Feng Xiaogang thought to himself, "You've been exposed to foreign languages, now you have to listen to gibberish when you eat a meal?"

So what if you can speak English? Fine, okay…

That wasn't all; Zhang Yuan then started talking about his time filming abroad.

The content is filled with derogatory remarks about the domestic film and television industry.

This is something he learned from many professionals who had studied abroad.

There are people from all walks of life who think they are superior because they have been to the open sea and feel as if they have "broadened their horizons".

This is especially common among "elites" who like to mix foreign words into their speech.

After going abroad, I can't even speak properly anymore.

It's as if speaking pure Chinese is too hot to handle...

That's the feeling Zhang Yuan was aiming for.

"Foreigners making a movie, holy crap!"

"Several groups of people started work at the same time."

"Each group has a different director, and each director is responsible for different things."

"High efficiency and high quality." "And the system in North America is also good."

"The producer responsibility system avoids the possibility of the director having too much power and their personal style excessively influencing the work."

"Just like running a restaurant, you can't rely entirely on the skills of one chef."

"We need to decentralize, specialize, and streamline processes."

"If I were in charge, this would be the first thing I would reform!" Zhang Yuan said with certainty.

Feng Xiaogang picked up a piece of West Lake Vinegar Fish with his chopsticks, took a bite, and then bared his teeth.

It wasn't the fish that provoked him, but rather Zhang Yuan's words.

Decentralization?

Producer responsibility system.

Innovation?
From what you're saying, you're here specifically for me, the director.

This isn't about innovation, it's about revolutionizing my life!

Relying solely on the chef is not good; do you mean we should all eat pre-cooked meals?

Hey!
"Not all foreign ones are good!" Director Feng retorted.

"Foreign devils have their strengths; their special effects are good."

"But their costs are high and their efficiency is low. I think our system is pretty good too."

"Hey, Director Feng, you're mistaken. We should see the advantages of foreigners before we start learning from them."

"You haven't been abroad enough."

Feng Xiaogang: ...

Damn it, when I was taking my show to overseas events, you were still peeing and playing in the mud!
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking to him, he turned to Xu Fan.

"Sister Fan, on the plane just now, I noticed that you were saying something insinuating, and your expression changed."

"Is something the matter?" he asked deliberately.

"Hehe, why don't you ask him..." Xu Fan glanced at her husband.

"what's up?"

"Hey, women are all short-sighted and don't make wild guesses or overthink things." Director Feng was in a bad mood because of what Zhang Yuan said, and he also turned his face away.

“I have short hair, I don’t know which woman has long hair,” Xu Fan replied to his words.

"Oh!" Zhang Yuan said, feigning understanding.

Guan Xiaotong, who was standing to the side, didn't say anything, but her big eyes were darting around mischievously, as if she were gossiping.

"I think I've heard that there was a restless actress in the 'Aftershock' crew who has never had a good reputation in the industry."

"Heh." Xu Fan sneered.

Zhang Yuan didn't even need to guess; he knew he was right.

He already knew about this.

Who else could it be?

Zhang Jing, the notorious "director killer" who was once slapped by Jiang Wenli, is now out.

Actually, Ms. Zhang was originally slated to be the lead actress in the film "Aftershock".

However, Xu Fan, the second female lead, later had a significantly increased role.

They became evenly matched, or even reversed their positions.

It was because "scandals" broke out not long after filming began.

After that, Ms. Zhang's screen time was significantly reduced.

Zhang Yuan seized the opportunity to make a fuss.

"Tsk!"

"Director Feng, that's where you're wrong."

"Sister Fan is so beautiful and has such a great figure, she's already rich enough to be with you."

"You still don't appreciate it."

"Back at the beginning of the year, in that magazine... right?"

It refers to the incident where he and Shen Xing were photographed together.

Feng Xiaogang glared at him fiercely.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
You're bringing up old grievances again?

"I have to help my sister Fan with this."

"After all, the most important thing for us men is to be faithful!"

Upon hearing this, both Feng Xiaogang and Xu Fan stared at him blankly.

what did you say?
What's the difference between what you're saying and Jack Ma saying he regrets founding Alibaba?
Can you write the word "dedicated"?
The couple was stunned.

Zhang Yuan: I am very focused when I am with everyone, and I only have eyes for the other person. How can that not be a kind of focus?

But the two of them didn't believe it, while Guan Xiaotong, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.

Yes, yes, it has to be my sworn brother. A man should be loyal.

Zhang Yuan gave the two middle-aged men a lesson on relationships.

He talks a lot about things he's not good at, and he feels incredibly greasy about it.

"Oh, right, I just remembered something." He took a sip of water and continued.

"Sister Fan, the last time you invited me to dinner, you mentioned that company."

“He not only sued me, but also transferred the case to Hubei Province.”

"I'm planning to get involved in this!"

"They say there are nine-headed birds in the sky and Hubei people on the ground." Zhang Yuan deliberately started using regional discrimination.

"You people from Hubei Province are really unfair."

"If that's how it's going to be, then I won't hold back!" He slammed his hand on the table.

He looked like he had drunk too much and couldn't control his emotions or strength.

"I'm also planning to hire a legal team and sue them!"

"As for how long it will last, that's not up to me."

"They can fight for as long as they want."

"I'll keep fighting until I achieve complete victory!" Zhang Yuan declared confidently.

"I've got plenty of money, I don't believe I can't win a lawsuit against him!"

Xu Fan's expression turned very unpleasant after hearing this.

They're from the same hometown and have a connection, how can you talk like that...?

mad!
They're outrageously arrogant.

From the very beginning, they haven't taken us two seniors seriously.

"Alright, let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore." At this moment, Zhang Yuan took the initiative to change the subject and raised his glass.

"We're here to celebrate."

"We're celebrating Huayi's listing, and we're also reaping the benefits."

"Director Feng, you're now worth hundreds of millions, right?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaogang's expression softened considerably.

He straightened up again, his back which had softened in front of his wife because of his repeated infidelity.

"Let's have a drink!" The group clinked glasses.

“I want to drink it too.” Like other girls her age, Miss Guan was very interested in alcoholic beverages that her family didn’t allow her to try.

"I'm so happy, Xiaotong came too."

Zhang Yuan poured her a glass of red wine: "But don't tell your parents when you get home."

"Hey, thanks, bro."

He took a bite and immediately frowned.

After smacking his lips a few times, he tried it again, and his expression softened considerably.

Zhang Yuan knew she was a reserve alcoholic, so a little drinking wouldn't hurt, as long as she didn't overdo it.

There are no outsiders here, it's not dangerous, I can just lie down and sleep.

The four men toasted each other; the average net worth of everyone at this table is now over 100 million.

"Hey..." Zhang Yuan raised his glass, striking a pose of carefree joy, as if he were enjoying life to the fullest.

Director Feng was also very agreeable.

Nothing else matters, money is the only thing that matters!
He grinned.

But soon, his smile faded.

Because Zhang Yuan spoke up again.

"To be honest, I really don't care about Huayi's small amount of money," Zhang Yuan said, putting on an act again.

"It's just a few hundred million."

That kind of spirit is only matched by Jack Ma and Wang Jianlin.

"It's just for fun!"

"If we're really talking about what's valuable, it's video websites."

"I own shares in Tudou.com, which is not yet listed, but its total valuation has already exceeded 2 million US dollars!"

In fact, since Potato became famous in 07, it has lost more than 4 million RMB for three consecutive years.

However, in the capital market, negative assets are still assets.

Furthermore, investors are not afraid of losing money; what they are afraid of is you not knowing how to spend money.

The valuation of an internet company before its IPO is generally two to three times the total amount it has raised.

Potato has raised nearly $8000 million in funding to date, so its current valuation is around $2 million.

"I think Tudou.com will be listed soon."

"Its market value is at least several billion US dollars!"

"If it continues to rise for a few more years, it might reach tens of billions of US dollars."

“At that time, Huayi’s money will be nothing…” Zhang Yuan said, lighting a cigarette and squinting as he exhaled a smoke ring.

"I'm planning to go to Africa for a good trip soon."

"With my current net worth, it's time for me to enjoy the fruits of my victory."

At this moment, his eyes shone brightly, looking down upon all living beings... (End of Chapter)