Actor: Thank you.

"Ok."

Zhang Yuan made an appointment with the boss of the company in Hubei Province to meet and discuss the details after returning to China.

The fact that the other party called first means there's no need to discuss this further; he's already won.

The meeting was only for the purpose of settling things.

And we can see it.

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.

We have to give them this last bit of face.

Zhang Yuan wouldn't bother to ask who the Liu family had contacted to get this result.

There's no need to ask; asking too many questions will only cause trouble.

They might not be willing to tell you.

It's nothing more than using the old people's connections and giving them face.

Some things involve life-or-death struggles, even to the point of drawing swords and drawing blood.

Finally, a mediator of sufficient stature stepped forward.

"We're all on the same side."

Once those words are spoken, you can no longer fight.

Gao Yuliang and Li Dakang fought for many years but neither could gain the upper hand.

But Zhao Ruilong got rid of someone with just one sentence.

Gao Yuliang's "collapse of his Daoist heart" is closely related to this incident.

But that's reality.

Of course, you can also ignore the peacemaker's advice and continue fighting.

But the next time you need something and need their help, they won't talk to you anymore.

From a cost perspective, the other party would definitely feel that it's not worth it to make money from a film that might not even be profitable.

At this point, things can return to their essence.

Just like the owner of the Jabe restaurant, who jumps around and feels provoked by the slightest thing, he feels he must fight to the end to show his power and strength.

Many bosses have this style, especially older men in their 50s and 60s.

When something displeases him, he feels that others are provoking him, and then he overreacts.

After Zhang Yuan filed a lawsuit against the other party, Huaqi's side also reacted somewhat excessively.

Asking the Liu family to help him find connections was a way to make the other party "come to their senses."

Zhang Yuan put down his phone and looked up at Ms. Yang in front of him.

The other person pursed their lips and gritted their teeth.

He was clearly a little angry.

After all, anyone would be angry if someone suddenly showed up and said they wanted to mess with them.

But that's just how the world is; it's just that young people tend to have illusions about human nature.

The Petal Phone, hailed as a "god," is a brand that many people take pride in using, using as a symbol of their patriotism.

When they poach talent, they go directly to the company and offer a price right there in the office.

There are many past instances of them playfully teasing each other.

Of course, the premise for them to dare to poach people like this is that they offer a lot of money.

"I'm sorry, my comments just now may have been a bit extreme."

"It's unacceptable to you."

"First of all, please allow me to reintroduce myself." Zhang Yuan stood up, nodded slightly, and spoke very solemnly.

"Acting is my main job."

"But in addition to that, I am also an investor, not just in the film and television industry."

"I hope to establish a long-term partnership with you and your company."

"I'm sorry again for answering the phone while I was talking to you. It was very impolite." Zhang Yuan pointed to his phone.

"He is the owner of a company in Hubei Province."

“He owns numerous businesses in the local area, including advertising, internet, film and television, and catering.”

"There are dozens of chain stores."

"But the other party had just entered the film and television industry, and we had a conflict."

"I purchased the remake rights to a movie from Paramount Pictures."

"But the other party wants to make a knock-off version of this movie."

“It directly conflicts with my interests.”

"I imagine you've encountered this kind of thing quite a few times."

Zhang Yuan's attitude was very sincere. He straightened his suit and sat down again.

Miss Yang remained silent.

At this point, remaining silent is an admission of guilt.

She's encountered far too many!
I am always amazed that China has no awareness of copyright, and even provincial TV stations are constantly copying other programs.

Back then, China was known by its own people as the "counterfeit superpower."

But this is not a bad thing for Zhang Yuan.

Such a trend will cause even more serious "fear of China".

Many foreign copyright holders simply dare not do business with Chinese television stations.

Even white people know the waters are too deep.

That's how I'll have a chance.

"Faced with such a powerful local boss, I filed a copyright lawsuit against him."

"As a result, the other party transferred the case from the capital back to Hubei Province, hoping to use their connections to settle the case."

Miss Yang remained silent, simply listening.

She had encountered the same thing many times.

And she was also hesitant to sue the TV station.

Once a lawsuit is filed, there will be absolutely no possibility of future cooperation.

"But now that a long time has passed, he wants to reconcile with me."

"I, who hold the copyright, am the ultimate winner."

"So, you're saying the copyright environment in China has improved?" the person asked, tilting their head in confusion.

"No!" Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "What I wanted to say was..."

"I can not only make overseas copyrights useless, but also make them useful."

"I can help you solve the problems that you can't handle in the country."

This is called giving a slap followed by a sweet treat.

You can't just threaten people; that's just being a thug.

I also need to tell people that I can not only cause trouble, but also resolve it.

Just like when discussing collaborations with Bruno and James Wan, you have to demonstrate your "usefulness".

No matter how aggressive you are, it's useless; you won't be able to close a deal.

Zhang Yuan approached this person because they were "complementary".

Miss Yang can handle the television stations in Britain.

He himself is good at handling domestic issues.

The British are cunning and wicked; Americans are kind and honest compared to them.

Moreover, it carried the arrogance of imperialism.

Even though the empire is long gone, the kingdoms are but remnants of its glory.

But they still have plenty of airs.

They were just like the Manchu bannermen during the late Qing Dynasty.

Poor and arrogant.

Moreover, Zhang Yuan's usual tactic is to use his London accented English to intimidate white people when speaking to them.

It works very well, especially in the former British colonies. People automatically shrink back when they hear this accent; it's almost become a conditioned reflex.

If you speak with a London accent in London, wouldn't that be considered speaking the local language?
Even the old British have to say something.

"Those stinking foreigners have come to beg for food in London!"

"They even imitate our accent."

It doesn't matter if we don't have an advantage.

Although Yang Yuancao is not very old, she has worked here for several years and is more familiar with the place than I am.

Trying to make all the money by yourself can easily lead to problems.

It would be better to join forces and make a profit together.

Miss Yang roughly understood what he meant.

In other words, cooperation is a must; if you don't cooperate, you're prepared to abandon the Chinese market.

She's still young, so she can be intimidated; she was genuinely scared.

She frantically ran her fingers through her hair, having rarely seen such a powerful Chinese person.

"I understand why you've come."

"How about this, I'll call my partner Mick over, and we can sit down and discuss this together."

Realizing they couldn't handle it, they had no choice but to call for reinforcements.

"Okay, let's set a time to have dinner tomorrow, it'll be on me."

"No, no, no, I'm just doing my duty as a host."

Zhang Yuan still raised his hand forcefully: "No need, I can handle it, no need to say more."

The imminent arrival of the cold 1.5 million in his account left him no room for hesitation.

I didn't make plans for tonight because I had a date with my sweetheart.

After dark, Zhang Yuan found a restaurant by the Thames River.

I specifically looked for a small private room with a river view.

"I'll pay for this too."

He had just sat down when he saw that Xiaolongnu was in a good mood, so he spoke up.

"Okay, but it won't be cheap."

"Ugh, the food here is expensive and awful," she complained, pouting.

Britain, that's normal.

Even when they had colonies all over the world and collected spices and recipes from all over the globe, they still managed to make things look like this. Sisi mentioned her meeting with a friend that afternoon.

There's a certain distance between us.

It was nothing more than reminiscing about the past and talking about the experiences of the last few years.

I also had lunch, which was the famous British dish, fish and chips.

Upon hearing about fish and chips, even West Lake Vinegar Fish, located thousands of miles away, straightened its back.

A world where only fish get hurt has been achieved.

"It's not tasty, too oily, and not fragrant at all." Sisi loves seafood, but she still found it somewhat unappealing.

Fortunately, we had a combination of French and Italian cuisine for dinner, which was much better.

"This place is beautiful, it must be very difficult to book a table here," she said, looking around as she ate her fish fillet with tomato sauce.

Not only is the decor in a classic British style, but you can also see the twinkling lights on the river.

"Fortunately, the team contacted me to discuss something, so I asked them to reserve a seat for me."

As Zhang Yuan cut the lamb chops, he still felt that hot pot lamb was more satisfying; the lamb from foreigners always had a bit of a gamey smell.

One reason why F1 is called an aristocratic sport is that most of the teams are essentially British.

He had planned to go to Abu Dhabi to participate in the final race of the year.

And discuss the team's future with the manager.

It's better if the other person takes the initiative to contact him.

“Racing is interesting too. You always do interesting things,” Sisi praised.

“Yes, it’s a pity that interesting things are all expensive,” Zhang Yuan said, noticing that the other person had raised his glass.

"Let's celebrate."

"You have good news?" Zhang Yuan quickly wiped his hands as well.

"Yes, my agent called me today and said that a film crew has contacted me."

"Oh, that's for celebrating!"

Both of them finished their glasses of red wine.

"Shall I take you back now?"

“No rush, we can wait. I want to play for a few more days.” The other person raised their hand, crossed the narrow dining table, and grasped his hand.

She knew very well that Zhang Yuan had done what he said he would do.

"That's good. You need to rest well so you can work well."

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a faint sadness.

Her "seal" has been lifted, and she will gradually become busier with work.

It will be difficult to take such a long trip again.

If such an opportunity comes again, it will probably have to wait until both of them have put their careers aside and passed their peak.

It's a good thing overall, and the two of them drank quite a bit to celebrate.

After dinner, we took a stroll along the river.

We will then rest at the hotel.

After taking a bath, they found that Xiaolongnu was probably drunk, her cheeks flushed as she nestled on the bed.

I thought I'd better let it go and let her rest.

I drank some water and was about to rest when I received a call from Fan Bingbing.

Even though the person next to him was asleep, he still cautiously went to the small living room outside to answer the phone.

"Hey?"

"Why are you making such a sneaky noise? Are you afraid of disturbing someone?" Fan Bingbing was a quick-witted person, and she immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"I'm abroad on business, so get to the point quickly."

Let's skip the explanation section to avoid creating more loopholes by saying too much.

"Ah, okay."

"Something happened back home."

"Did you know that Zhang Ziyi was framed?"

Oh wow.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan perked up.

"What's wrong?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"You don't know?" Fan Xiaopang not only didn't answer, but asked in return.

"I do not know."

"Oh..." The other person was silent for a moment.

"What do you mean by asking that?" Zhang Yuan sensed something was off.

"Don't you have a conflict with her brother?" Sister Fan, who was well-informed, stated her purpose.

"Guess I did it," Zhang Yuan said, rubbing his nose helplessly.

"Stop guessing. I can tell you very clearly that I didn't do it."

"His brother is a piece of shit, I can't be bothered with him."

"Besides, the movie you made with her is currently showing in theaters."

It's that mediocre movie, "Sophie's Revenge".

"For your sake, I won't do anything that would affect you at this time."

"You have such a lovely voice," Fan Bingbing replied with a smile.

"There's something going on behind her back, so don't get involved," Zhang Yuan warned.

"If anyone asks, just pretend you don't know anything."

"You know the inside story?" Fan Bingbing thought to herself, "If you didn't do it, how would you know?"

Zhang Yuan, of course, understood.

This was Zhang Ziyi's darkest moment, the second of the "triple scandal" in 09, and another masterpiece after the "beach scandal," the "ink-splashing scandal."

It's really not easy for people, especially women, to make it in this line of work.

One can be tactful and adaptable, but one cannot be two-faced.

If you want all the benefits, you have to be prepared to pay the price.

This is no simple matter, after all, it was caused by Zhang Ziyi herself.

After this incident, Zhang Ziyi severed her connections in North America and Beijing, and most of her subsequent works were in the Hong Kong film industry.

Despite her humble origins and weak character, the ability to offend both Wendi Deng and Yintai at the same time is a skill in itself.

First, let's talk about the Vivi, the Jewish expatriates overseas.

What kind of heart does that old Jewish man have? He's so stingy.

You're eager to tie the other person down, but they just throw out an extremely strict prenuptial agreement.

How much money can I receive each year after marriage? How much will it cost to have a baby? How much will the wedding cost?

It's not that the other party is paying for it; it's a shared burden between the two of them.

Zhang Ziyi flipped through the pages, realizing that not only would she not get anything, but she might even have to give up some of her own money.

They're not stupid. You need my help and want to rely on me to access North American resources. Why should I cater to you?

We, the Tayed people, would rather lose than rob when we go out; how could you possibly profit from that?
Yintai was quite willing to spend money on her, providing her with handbags, necklaces, sports cars, and also giving her some investments and domestic resources.

Otherwise, what would she use to make movies?

Zhang Ziyi also got along well with this pair of birds.

There is only one small drawback.

Someone's wife found out...

A wife is also dependent on a man and his wealth, so of course she won't blame the man; she'll just have to get back at him.

Wendi Deng also learned about this.

She found out, and so did Vivi.

Deng Jie also invested in the film "Sophie's Revenge," helped with its overseas distribution, and even found a screenwriter in North America to revise the script.

Because "Sophie's Revenge" is essentially a "chick flick".

Hollywood films like "Legally Blonde" and "The Devil Wears Prada" are prime examples of this genre.

It's basically a formula that tells women's stories from a female perspective, including their careers and relationships, and ends with a happy ending where they make dumplings.

North America is already quite mature in this field, but "Sophie's Revenge" is the first standard chick flick in China.

Wendi Deng also wanted to test the market through this.

The result wasn't a failure, but it wasn't a great success either.

The later film, "Love is Not Blind," was a milestone in the popularity of Chinese chick flicks, propelling Bai Baihe to A-list status.

The biggest problem with this project is Zhang Ziyi herself; she can't play this kind of role, and it feels very out of place.

Little girl, little girl, she has to be the kind of girl who looks a little soft.

Zhang Ziyi is too tough and shrewd; she's not cut out for that.

One side provided the money, the other provided the effort, and in the end they found out they had both been tricked by this woman. The result was predictable.

But there must be a third layer of "triple gates".

Zhang Ziyi is like a firecracker stuck in cow dung; it's best to stay away from her.

If we get involved, they might find something else out of you.

"In short, avoid them as much as possible recently, keep your distance and minimize contact."

"Tell me what happened, what's wrong?" Fan Bingbing asked curiously.

"There are some things you shouldn't know too much about."

"Tell me about it, and if you don't come back, I'll give you XXXXX..."

Zhang Yuan tightened his belt.

That fairy is trying to seduce me!
Fortunately, my quality of life has been very high recently, and I can withstand the test.

I'd like to see if I'm more tight-lipped than you are.

"Just listen to me, don't get involved, it's for your own good."

"You're so boring..." she replied in a coquettish tone, "I'm hanging up."

Zhang Yuan threw down his phone.

This matter is not just about Zhang Ziyi's fate.

There is another actress.

Just like Sissi, Tang Wei's seal is about to be broken... (End of this chapter)