Actor: Thank you.

"Hey, here it is!"

Brother Qian went upstairs and found Zhang Yuan, who was "reviewing the troops".

As soon as the other party arrived, Zhang Yuan put away his smug look.

Brother Qian didn't say anything, but he saw it.

I thought to myself that being able to gather so many people at my age is something to be proud of.

But he didn't want others to see his pride.

"Will there be enough seats in a while?"

"No problem." Brother Qian pointed to the dining room not far away: "We've already prepared the whole set."

"Tables and chairs, and even the head chef's services are provided."

"I won't thank you, let's just have some fun together." Zhang Yuan put his arm around Qian Ge's shoulder and went back downstairs.

He greeted each of the newcomers in turn.

Especially those I haven't seen much of before.

He had previously planned to assign professional publicity staff to each artist, and now they are all in place.

Many of the celebrities' partners were people they were meeting for the first time.

Zhang Yi, who is usually quite socially awkward, also brought his wife and children.

He no longer needs to attend Sina and Duowan's events, but he is still required to attend the company's annual meeting in name only.

Zhu Yawen arrived with his new girlfriend, who later became his wife, Shen Jianni.

This person had talked with Chen Sicheng for many years before.

Song Jia also brought a man, but it wasn't Director Zhang.

The two had already separated by then.

Back when she got involved with Director Zhang, he was still married and was heavily criticized.

Now it's the same old routine again.

Song Jia came to chat with her, arm in arm with her new boyfriend, Xie TX.

Zhang Yuan was very polite on the surface, speaking only in New Year's greetings.

But after talking with those two, he called Yang Siwei over.

"As an agent, it's not good to interfere too much in the artist's life."

"But we can't just ignore it completely either."

The fat woman didn't quite understand after hearing this, but following his gaze, she understood.

Song Jia's boss doesn't really like her boyfriend.

“I know it won’t look good in the public eye,” Yang Siwei replied. “But she’s a pretty… pure person, the kind who doesn’t care about anything once she gets into it.”

"So I think she can be an artist."

Zhang Yuan neither confirmed nor denied it, but what he said was not wrong.

Many artists are quite "pure," so pure that they are almost inhuman.

Their values ​​and consciousness are different from those of ordinary people.

But the identity or label of "artist" is not a get-out-of-jail-free card for those who stoop low.

You can't expect every artist to blast up a mountain. Even the farmers in the village know that setting fire to a mountain is a death sentence, since the big characters are right there on the mountain.

As for why we didn't set off artillery fire on Mount Fuji, the Alps, or the Rocky Mountains...

"Alright, I'll be frank with you. After dinner today, go and talk to Song Jia," Zhang Yuan said to Yang Siwei.

Seeing his expression, the fat woman immediately stood at attention.

"I don't care about private life, but it can't be illegal."

“Especially…” Zhang Yuan pressed his nose and made a “sniffing” motion.

"Oh!" Yang Siwei's eyes widened immediately, and he was stunned for a second or two.

She thought it was just a matter of public opinion, but Zhang Yuan didn't care about that at all.

"I understand. I will talk to her formally."

Zhang Yuan waved his hand, indicating that the other person should go about their business.

They don't care about their personal relationships, whether within or outside of marriage.

Li Jinming brought another sack of Shandong scallions.

Zhang Yuan handed them all over to Master Yu, a "top-level scallion chef," so that he could put them at the horse farm for the guests to eat.

You can't feed it to horses, they'll go crazy if they eat it.

Wan Qian and Zhang Tianai both came on their own.

Zhang Yuan wouldn't interfere, but with their looks, they naturally wouldn't lack suitors.

Jiang Xin and Zhao Liying had already sat down and were each eating a large green onion as a snack. Zhang Yuan found them a bowl of noodle sauce and they ate it together.

Although Ning Hao was not his subordinate, he brought his pregnant wife with him.

This is what they mean by "even if a deal falls through, goodwill remains."

Only those who are still willing to associate with you after setting aside any direct interests are true friends.

Not only the couple, but Liu Tao, who had just given birth, also came.

Holding her youngest son, her husband Wang Ke pushed their eldest daughter in a stroller, followed by three nannies; the whole family had arrived.

Actually, Zhang Yuan didn't force her to come.

It's been a short time since the birth, and it's quite cold in the suburbs. I'm afraid I might catch a chill.

It is still necessary to take care of women and children.

But she insisted on coming, which was a real courtesy.

Moreover, this guy truly lives up to his military background; not only is he physically fit, but he also recovers quickly.

She just finished her postpartum confinement period, and she's in great shape overall. Except for her chin being a little rounder than usual, her cheeks are even more rosy, and she looks healthy.

Tao Jie's idea was that since the other party had helped her so much and was also the boss, she had to give them face, especially in front of outsiders, she had to put on a good show.

"Oh my, what a chubby little boy!" She specially held up her son to show him.

"This child is so..."

She doesn't look like her mother at all... Zhang Yuan thought to himself.

Even if Liu Tao isn't a stunning beauty, she's at least a Bentley in stock.

She had two children, both of whom looked even more like a Jetta...

The maternal lineage is correct, but the quality of the products is vastly different.

This situation is not uncommon in the entertainment industry. Jiang Qinqin's son, Li Jiaxin's son, Gigi Lai's daughter... In fact, Xiang Zuo also falls into this category.

It's only because these husbands are all Chinese that Zhang Yuan would reasonably suspect that the Japanese are deliberately polluting China's high-value gene pool.

No!

Zhang Yuan glanced at the child, who was only born a short time ago, yet whose hairline was already quite receding.

It seems I must make an effort to have more beautiful celebrity children to balance this issue.

My responsibility is too great, too heavy.

Ah, that's how noble I am.

"Sit down quickly and rest for a while. Dandan, pour some hot water for your sister Liu Tao."

Zhang Yuan had only exchanged a few words when he asked his assistant for help, as he needed to attend to other people.

"Come on, everyone, follow my lead!"

Zhang Yuan clapped his hands loudly: "I have something to announce!"

Then, he pointed with both hands to two unremarkable-looking couples standing to the side.

"Let's give them a round of applause!"

"Welcome our director, Guan Hu."

"And our newly crowned Golden Horse Best Actor, Mr. Huang Bo!"

Clap clap clap clap... The applause was thunderous, almost enough to lift the roof off.

It should be, and it's worthwhile.

“I told you before, your acting and performance have the potential to win awards.” Zhang Yuan hugged Brother Bo for a while.

Guan Hu also won an award for Best Adapted Screenplay.

Both awards are well-deserved.

"This is another major award for our company."

"Let's give them another round of applause!"

Zhang Yuan took the lead and clapped until his hands were red.

Bo was laughing so hard his back teeth were almost showing.

Zhang Yuan didn't attend the Golden Horse Awards; he was supposed to go with the crew of "The Message."

But he had more important things to do at the time: to confront Hua Yi overseas.

And I didn't even win an award, not even a nomination, so what am I supposed to do? You guys are giving me attitude...

Li Bingbing won the Best Actress award, which was no easy feat. Zhang Yuan sent her a message to congratulate her.

Her performance in "The Message" was better than Zhou Xun's; Zhou Xun's career has already started to decline.

Sammo Hung and Leung Siu-hung won Best Action Choreography for "Ip Man," and he congratulated them.

Zhang Yuan was both happy and dissatisfied with Huang Bo and the "Cow" crew winning the award.

The Golden Horse Awards organizing committee is dissatisfied.

Neither "Cow" nor "The Message" won Best Picture.

The quality of these two dramas is outstanding, not only in this year, but also five years before and after.

The winner of Best Film was a low-budget drama film called "Cannot Live Without You".

The reason for the award... the director, the team, and even the film were all from Taiwan and were in Taiwanese Hokkien.

The film's director is Leon Dai, the same artist who played the magician in "Reign of Assassins" who caused the "divine rope" technique to be lost.

It's not that this film is bad, but compared to "Cow" and "The Message," it's not that good.

But the first two are both considered "red-themed".

Moreover, Huang Bo won the Best Actor award together with Nick Cheung.

The same issue isn't that Nick Cheung is bad, but rather that he's clearly inferior to Huang Bo in "Cow".

Anyone with eyes can see it.

Just like when Liu Hua saw Bo Ge's work status during the filming of "Crazy Stone".

"He will definitely achieve great things in the future, one thousand percent, ten thousand percent."

The Golden Horse and Hong Kong Film Awards still favor artists from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Xiaojiaziqi.

But in this world, few things are perfect; most things have regrets.

Huang Bo was very satisfied; his eyes even reddened when he spoke.

Besides having a larger workforce, the company is also receiving more and more awards. It was already dark shortly after Brother Bo finished speaking, and they were preparing to start the banquet.

Before dinner, Zhang Yuan made a few phone calls.

Li Jing, who couldn't come, was still an early member of the crosstalk club, and he personally sent his greetings.

The other party made the excuse that they were not feeling well.

In fact, Zhang Yuan had already noticed last time that this person was dissatisfied with the increasing number of "outsiders" in the crosstalk club.

I felt the atmosphere had changed, and I also felt a sense of crisis.

What others think is their business; he still has to do things properly.

He treated Zhang Yuan very well, and the two had no conflicts.

After finishing his conversation with this person, Zhang Yuan made another call.

"Hey, Jinzi, it's me," Zhang Yuan said casually.

Cao Yunjing didn't come either; he'd have to ask him.

But unlike Li Jing, who was just being polite, this man was genuinely asking.

"We're about to eat, why haven't you come yet?"

"Uncle-Master, I have some business to attend to outside." This person was also polite to him.

But the reasons for being polite are different, and perhaps half of them are due to fear.

"What's wrong?" he pressed.

"I have a job."

"What kind of job?" he continued, showing no intention of giving up.

"It's a large company's annual meeting in Changping." This was the cautious reply.

"I see..." Zhang Yuan's tone lowered.

"The annual meeting between Deyuan Society and the brokerage firm was arranged a while ago, but you weren't notified?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Then why didn't you plan your time better?"

"It's not appropriate to go to someone else's annual party but not your own."

"I've already made all the appointments."

"Alright, that's enough." Zhang Yuan was too lazy to listen to his explanation.

"They do gigs here and there, at company annual meetings, but never for a whole day."

"It should be early after the show, you can just come over. You know the address of your Uncle Yu's horse farm, right?"

"Come over when you're done with your work, let's all have some fun together."

"Uncle-Master, I can't leave here, I have several shows to perform."

“That’s right, making money is important.” Zhang Yuan’s tone lowered a bit: “The annual meeting is in Changping. I’ll have my bodyguards wait for you and pick you up.”

“This…” the other party hesitated.

"Send me the address now." He then hung up the phone.

Then he called out to Brother Long and drove off to find the person.

Being stubborn is fine, but it depends on whether you have the ability to be stubborn with me.

"Don't be too polite when picking people up."

"I know." Brother Long knew that the boss was unhappy.

Alright, I'll show that kid what a real martial arts expert looks like in a bit.

You don't even need to lift a finger; just your expression is enough to be frightening.

He needs to be made to distinguish between the kings and queens and understand who is in charge.

Having more people has many advantages, but the downside is that it's harder to manage them.

Bring Cao Yunjing here so that others can see him.

"Big brother!"

He had just put down his phone when a hoarse voice rang in his ear.

Baoqiang appeared before him, his face crinkled with laughter.

"You're already offering a toast before we've even eaten."

They're too quick to get ahead; even if others are faster, they'll at least have their cold dishes served by now.

This year, this guy carried him a bag of millet and a bag of cornmeal again.

Last year, Zhang Yuan's throat ached from eating cornbread with millet porridge.

Let him leave it aside, or let Brother Qian handle it.

"Keep them far away, especially away from Teacher Sun Yue, he even steals the feed."

"Hmph." Teacher Sun even snorted arrogantly through her nose.

After saying that, he looked at Baoqiang again.

He, like Liu Tao, Zhu Yawen, and Da Nao, didn't come alone.

He was also holding the hand of a Miss Ma.

Whether it's Tian Pujun, Yang Tianbao, or Fang Yuan, these women all use similar methods to deal with men.

Not to mention them, even Dongzi fell for the charms of the Milk Tea Girl.

Zhang Yuan had someone investigate, and at this moment, Miss Ma is quite "loyal" and has no flaws.

After all, the goal has not yet been achieved.

Besides, women's hearts are strange; they can change in an instant.

Who knows when he'll be sincere and when he'll grow tired of her?

At that moment, a blinding white light pierced Zhang Yuan's eyes from Miss Ma's left ring finger.

A diamond ring, it looks to be at least 3 carats.

He had reminded the other party several times.

But since they're not having any problems right now, he can't exactly create some problems.

Doing this will only cause a rift between people.

A poor boy from the countryside marries the school beauty.

This behavior is very much in line with a man's nature.

At heart, Baoqiang is still that country boy, and he carries a simple and honest way of thinking about marriage.

Many middle-aged men are like this.

From white to black.

They sweat and bleed every day, but when they get sick, they can't bear to go to the hospital.

Only buy the cheapest medicine.

Every day, we eat flatbread with chili sauce, a piece of braised pork is a celebration, and a meal of dumplings is like celebrating the New Year.

Send all the money I save home!

Baoqiang is the same; deep down, he is still the "honest man" who would work himself to the bone and give all his money to his wife and children.

Zhang Yuan tried to persuade him to keep control of the money himself.

But given his personality, Zhang Yuan knew he couldn't be persuaded.

Even if I break up with him, he might not break up with his wife.

Jinzi, one of Teacher Guo's protégés, is a stubborn fellow.

Bao Qiang, one of his subordinates, was no different.

Just like Sisi, without going through Huayi's ordeal, she wouldn't be as peaceful and stable as she is now.

That's not something you raise; it's something you hone through hardship and setbacks.

"Big brother, we're getting married!" Baoqiang said, his voice rising several octaves, clearly very excited and happy.

"Congratulations." Zhang Yuan hid all his worries and greeted him with a smile.

Bless them.

Since I can't persuade you, I'll just offer my blessings.

Everyone takes a few detours in life.

Just like telling Ning Hao not to make "No Man's Land".

You think you can just stop filming like that?

Human nature is hard to change; a single thought can give rise to all things, and a single thought can extinguish all ties.

Instead of worrying about things you can't change, prepare for what you can do.

"Look, I didn't prepare a gift either," Zhang Yuan said, spreading his hands.

"No need, you can just come to the wedding banquet!"

Everyone should come! Let's all come together!

Baoqiang, holding Miss Ma's hand, shouted.

"Good news keeps coming! That's wonderful!" Zhang Yuan also stood up to offer his congratulations.

After everyone offered their congratulations, they sat down to eat.

There were dishes on the table, as well as melon seeds and peanuts.

Since the waste paper couldn't be thrown away carelessly, Zhang Yuan asked for several sets of magazines and newspapers, tore off the paper, and began to fold it into small boxes.

"Brother, your cooking is really good." Baoqiang praised him.

Where did you learn that?

Zhang Yuan didn't even look up: "I practiced folding paper money into ingots when burning paper money for people."

Baoqiang: ...

“I can fold not only small boxes and gold ingots, but also other things.” Zhang Yuan raised his head, but his hands didn’t stop.

In no time, he folded out a small hat, similar to the one worn by Ji Gong, with upturned ends.

"Come here." He immediately put the paw on Baoqiang's head.

"Hehe, big brother, you're flattering me!"

This kid is quite good at talking.

But after taking it off for a short while, Baoqiang frowned.

"Brother, this hat is no good."

"what happened?"

"The paper industry you chose has a forest pictorial on the back, and the inside of this hat is green."

"Oh, really?" Zhang Yuan glanced at him.

"This is a limited edition item for you, keep it safe."

"Others aren't even qualified to wear it yet..." (End of Chapter)