Actor: Thank you.

Zhang Yuan looked at the phone his assistant handed him, and the caller's name displayed on it.

Zhang Ziyi.

"Hang up." He tossed his hand away, not taking it.

The two agents standing nearby thought, "If he won't even answer the phone, is he trying to destroy me?"

But he quickly added.

"Could you please send a message to the other party saying that I'm busy and can't answer the phone?"

"Okay." The assistant took the phone and started operating it.

Zeng Jia was puzzled.

The boss's attitude is inconsistent. Is he trying to destroy the other party or not?

You don't have a reliable answer either.

Charity galas, after all, are ultimately about doing charity.

Soon it was time to sit at separate tables for dinner, and various auction items were presented on the stage.

Zhang Yuan had no interest whatsoever, because given Harper's Bazaar's stinginess, even if they were given another ten years, they still couldn't produce anything he had given them before.

To put it bluntly, they're here to gain fame and fortune and expand their influence.

Charity is just a gimmick. Like most wealthy people, they do charity for themselves, whether it's to build their image or to "accumulate good karma."

Li Lianjie's One Foundation collaborated with Bazaar to present a painting of handprints by children from disaster-stricken areas as an auction item.

Its actual value is basically zero.

Zhang Yuan thought Old Li would bring out a few strings of dzi beads to sell.

Of course, he wouldn't buy that thing either.

On the contrary, it was this "worthless" thing that made him raise his sign repeatedly.

It finally cost a whopping 15 yuan to buy it.

Let's give Lao Li some face.

If you're going to do good deeds, do them purely.

"I think this painting is full of human innocence," he casually remarked as he took the stage to give his speech.

He also glanced at the audience below the stage.

I knew quite a few people, and surprisingly, I found myself having a thought in my mind.

Yang Mi was not seen in the audience.

Perhaps she wasn't famous enough to accept the invitation.

It's best if she doesn't show up in the past, to avoid the embarrassment of bumping into other women.

Now that I can't see him, I actually miss him a little.

Soon after arriving at the stage, Huang Xiaoming bid on a gemstone necklace for 30 yuan.

Zhang Yuan smiled and applauded, estimating that it wouldn't be long before this thing appeared on Yang Tianbao's neck.

Moreover, it was mostly Yang Tianbao who deliberately took them out to be photographed, creating speculation.

Yang Siwei looked at Huang Xiaoming on the stage, who seemed quite glamorous.

Do you recall the comparison Zhang Yuan made a few days ago?

Compared to their own boss, they are incomparable.

Zhao Yanzi was too pregnant to attend the event, but she did find someone to help her photograph a scarf, which cost around 10 yuan.

Yao Cheng is adept at using Weibo and was the first to post, saying that she would donate one cent on behalf of every fan who follows her.

Using charity work to increase the number of followers on Weibo.

In the end, he donated more than 13 yuan and, like other celebrities, posted the receipt.

Although they had ulterior motives, they still donated money in the end.

Other celebrities do the same; whether they're forced to or just pretending, they all donate something, no matter how much.

But none of them donated as much as Zhang Yuan, which is why they were unhappy.

Because he donated millions of dollars at once, giving away all his endorsement fees.

They raised the bar for the audience, and now people are demanding the same of them.

However, because of Zhang Ziyi's "miserable condition," they were afraid that Zhang Yuan would summon them, so they dared not speak out against it.

Actually, the solution is very simple: you should donate more and do good deeds sincerely.

But that's the hardest part.

They were all men who strung money on their ribs; to take a single coin, they could use pliers to pull it out of their flesh, drawing blood with every inch. Taking one coin would be so painful it would make you cry.

But the higher-ups are happy to see this; if celebrities take the lead in donating, ordinary people will follow suit.

It shows that everyone is united in purpose.

However, there are some amusing aspects to this donation matter.

Because a "clown" appeared.

After the Yushu earthquake, most celebrities posted messages of blessing and condolences on Weibo.

Zhang Yuan and all the artists under his management also posted messages immediately.

Because everyone has a team, they are more efficient than other artists.

This is the role of an online public relations team: quick response.

Children's literature author Zheng Yuanjie also posted on Weibo. This guy is already in his late 50s, almost 60, and he can still use the internet. His thinking is considered quite advanced among his peers.

Old Zheng posted a message on Weibo, specifying that it was taken from "Pipilu's Adventures," and also attached pictures of the series of books.

It's suspected of being an advertisement.

Although he is known as the "King of Fairy Tales," one cannot mythologize a person. Teacher Zheng is more like Boss Zheng; he has always been like that.

But the clown is not him.

Because what Zheng Yuanjie did was actually inconsequential; nobody cared. Ultimately, it conveyed the correct values ​​to the event.

But now the real "clown" has jumped out!
This person is Lu Chuan!

"Idiot, can't you use other people's bloodshed in your product advertisements?!"

He posted this Weibo post, publicly criticizing Zheng Yuanjie.

Logically speaking, since Lao Zheng and his father are both celebrities in the Chinese literary world, this shouldn't be the case.

However, Zheng Yuanjie is an "unorthodox" individual and doesn't get along with his father's group of academics at all.

Old Zheng wasn't one to be trifled with either; he first deleted the controversial Weibo post, and then retorted with a sarcastic retort.

"Lu Chuan is right. I am stupid. If I weren't stupid, I should use Nanjing University to advertise myself and make money."

He also wrote: "I have only one standard for judging the quality of Chinese film directors: whether their films are watched by audiences at their own expense or by organizations using public funds. The former are heroes, the latter are cowards."

They've completely stripped Lu Chuan of his face, leaving him utterly exposed.

Comparing the two, Zheng Yuanjie's level is clearly higher, while Lu Chuan's level is lower.

Shortly thereafter, Zheng Yuanjie donated 100 million yuan to help rebuild schools in the disaster area.

But he withdrew from the China Writers Association just a few days later.

One of the authors who consistently ranked among the top three highest-paid writers for several years has withdrawn from the association…

Moreover, the time he withdrew was right after his verbal battle with Lu Chuan, so no one would believe he had no connection with Lu Chuan.

But what's even more ridiculous is that Lu Taijun didn't win the argument.

Anyway, he's never won.

Instead, he was just trying to ride on Yao Cheng's popularity.

For every Weibo follower the recipient has, they will donate one cent.

He said he would donate two cents!

Then, when the designated date arrived, he didn't donate.

After being fiercely criticized, he came out to save face, saying he had forgotten...

He curses others when they donate money, but forgets about donating it himself.

Whenever Zhang Yuan thought of this kind of person, he thought to himself, "How can the Chinese film and television industry be done well if we're with such scoundrels!"

The problem is, despite his mediocre skills and poor character, he manages to get films made one after another through connections.

The world is just that unfair.

Zhang Yuan took some time to chat with Fan Bingbing again.

She also took the opportunity to network with some commercial real estate owners at the party.

When introducing my upcoming cosmetics brand to others, I hope to gain their access to resources and support.

She's quite career-oriented.

"You two were having a good chat," Cheng Hao said irritably when he returned.

"It's alright, we have business to do."

Why don't you do business with me?

"If we make it happen, everyone will get a share." He will try his best to ensure that all his people get a bite.

"You chatted quite well with that foreign woman," the older sister said flippantly. "You can chat with anyone who's good-looking."

“That’s not necessarily true. I can chat with people who aren’t particularly good-looking.” Zhang Yuan didn’t shy away from the topic.

I'm only talking about serious matters, why would I deny it?

"What are your plans to do about Ziyi's matter?"

"So you mean she's not very pretty, right?" Zhang Yuan joked. "I'll take care of it, don't worry."

"It's time to put an end to this."

"Don't go too far," the kind older sister advised.

Ultimately, from an outsider's perspective, the other party was just cursing him.

"Zhang Yuan, what's up? Pretty busy, huh?" At that moment, someone arrived, interrupting their whispered conversation.

Xiao Wang came to his side with a smile.

"It's alright, Mr. Wang, please have a seat."

"I saw you from afar, chatting with Halle Berry."

"Now that you have new friends, you don't come back to see your old friends anymore?"

Xiao Wang is complaining.

In the past, when attending such parties, Zhang Yuan would always take the initiative to greet him, but not today.

"Oh, just like you said, I was so busy I forgot."

"It's okay, if you don't come, I can come."

"The movie 'The Message' is about to be submitted for various awards."

"I don't know whether I should apply for it for you?"

After listening, Zhang Yuan understood what the other person meant.

If you don't give me face, don't blame me for making things difficult for you.

It wasn't about greeting each other; it was related to Stephen Chow.

After their last "conversation," Zhang Yuan did not give up trying to contact Stephen Chow, especially regarding subsequent investments. "It's all up to President Wang to decide," he replied politely, pretending not to understand.

"Hehehe... You're becoming more and more mature, I'm very pleased."

After saying something sarcastic, the other person left.

"Now you know why I'm going to make such a big fuss about dealing with Zhang Ziyi, right?" Zhang Yuan pointed at Xiao Wang's departing figure.

This is called "a kind person is bullied, and a good horse is ridden".

Not only do you need to have the ability, but you also need to use that ability occasionally.

The party ended quickly, and Zhang Yuan bought some small items to donate money, which was enough to make up for it.

Anyway, the bulk of the donations were given out at the Mercedes-Benz press conference.

Back home, he didn't forget about Zhang Ziyi and picked up his phone to reply to messages.

A few days later, in the capital city, at Houhai.

"Is this his house?"

"should be."

Zhang Ziyi and her older brother Zhang Zinan arrived at the door of Zhang Yuan's new home.

Upon seeing the grand and imposing main gate, the two knew that this residence was no ordinary place.

After a year, the basic renovation and refurbishment is mostly complete, and the place is ready to accommodate guests.

Zhang Yuan replied that he had just moved to a new house and invited her to come over.

The doorbell rang, and the assistant, having received the order, was already waiting.

"grass!"

Upon entering the courtyard, Zhang Zinan immediately uttered a vulgar curse.

It's so spacious!

Zhang Ziyi quickly pulled her older brother along.

With that mouth of yours and that temper of yours, you've caused so much trouble!

Before coming here, Zhang Ziyi felt that things couldn't continue like this.

Wang Jiawei's side is putting up a tough fight.

But he can handle it, I can't!
Zhang Ziyi now has absolutely no powerful backers.

She started out with the help of Zhang Yimou, then followed Chen Long, then Hua Yi, and then got involved with Lao Youzi and Yin Tai.

The journey has been incredibly smooth!

But suddenly, with a "whoosh," all relationships were ruined.

The entertainment industry is a very sensitive place. If you get into trouble, people around you will immediately run away and change their attitude in an instant.

The warmth and coldness of human relationships are both displayed here without discrimination.

Zhang Ziyi's advantage is that her career has been very smooth, and she became famous during her university years.

However, the downside is that she has had it too easy and hasn't experienced the necessary setbacks and trials, which makes her think she is "invincible".

The same thing happened in later articles.

The two also share some similarities in their personalities.

So, at first she thought, "It's just that my brother scolded you, is it really that big of a deal?"

Now I think I understand.

She only understood when the harsh truth hit her right in the face.

She mistook Zhang Yuan for the second male lead actor who co-starred with her in "The Banquet".

She believed that both parties were equal, and that the other party was even slightly inferior to her.

Now that I realize it, I was completely wrong!

They've easily manipulated me. If this continues, I'm truly finished!
After a series of setbacks, she seemed to understand her own position.

We finally found the right one.

But she found the right person; her brother was initially unwilling to come!

Because she's so obsessed with saving face, her sister suffers terribly.

A squad leader with the skills of a platoon leader, yet forced to perform the duties of a commander—this is the result of Zhang Zinan "assisting" her younger sister.

It took Zhang Ziyi a long time to persuade her to bring her brother along.

Zhang Zinan was initially resentful and unwilling to accept the situation.

Who is my sister? What is our family's current social standing?
Why does he always have such a bad temper?
Besides his innate personality, he also bullies others and is arrogant.

So after entering the house, the assistant, following orders, did not lead the two directly to Zhang Yuan's location, but instead took them on a tour first.

"This location, this area..."

After walking through the main courtyard and the east and west wings, Zhang Zinan's temper improved considerably.

He probably realized the level of the people he was criticizing.

Some people are all talk and no action, but once you show them some "strength," they immediately become obsequious.

Commonly known as "cheap".

"Teacher Ho?"

After walking around, the brother and sister were wondering where Zhang Yuan got so much money.

But in a tea room with floor-to-ceiling windows, they saw He Jiong.

Not only He Jiong, but also Longdanni was there.

"What a coincidence, you're here too."

Teacher He was well aware of the conflict between Zhang Yuan and her.

We only chatted casually for a few minutes.

"This place is nice."

"Yes, yes, I've never seen such a spacious house."

"It's not something you can buy just with money."

"Yep……"

"Did you come here to see Zhang Yuan about something?" Teacher He inquired.

"Something came up." Zhang Ziyi looked embarrassed.

"Then you guys go ahead with your work, we're not in a hurry."

Zhang Ziyi then left, led by her assistant.

"Dani, look." After walking a distance, Teacher He pointed in the direction the other person had gone.

"You're so capable outside."

"After arriving here, I was as cautious as a sparrow."

“Yes, look at her face, it’s completely bloodless,” Longdanni replied with worry.

"So, what do you think about Yi Ke's situation... won't he take action?"

Teacher He took a sip of tea and exhaled hot air as he spoke.

"Is Yi Ke high enough for him to take action?"

"Too."

On the other side, Zhang Ziyi and her older brother were taken to a spacious house.

The interior of the house is quite unique, with the walls covered in geometric decorations that are textured and varied.

People who frequently visit concert halls will be very familiar with this, as there are similar things on the walls of concert halls.

This device is called a "bass trap," and it's designed to prevent sound waves from reflecting back and forth between walls, thus affecting indoor listening quality.

Besides concert halls, it is also commonly used in home theaters, recording studios, and other similar venues.

Zhang Yuan renovated a separate small screening room that can accommodate twenty or thirty people.

Therefore, instead of a home theater, a separate listening room was decorated.

They moved all the old vinyl record player, records, and other stuff over.

Decoders, amplifiers, and speakers have all arrived.

"Zhang Yuan, we're here."

"Shh..." The two greeted each other as they entered the house, but Zhang Yuan raised his hand to his mouth.

A beautiful and profound Sicilian melody was playing from the stereo.

It is the original soundtrack of "The Godfather".

Zhang Ziyi didn't dare to move, and scanned the circle with her eyes.

Two oddly shaped speakers, each taller than a person, along with a bunch of devices connected by thick, black cables, several single sofas, and a large screen behind them.

I don't know what's behind the screen.

She guessed it might be a shelf for storing vinyl records or CDs.

As the music ended, Zhang Yuan waved his hand.

"Dandan."

"The machine gun position on the left, no, the sound system, is five centimeters to the right."

These top-of-the-line speakers weigh tens of kilograms each.

This kind of physical work, you could search the entire Chinese entertainment industry and only his assistant could do it.

"Hello," Zhang Yuan replied, finally remembering Zhang Ziyi.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Zhang Yuan, I'm glad you're willing to see me."

Zhang Ziyi nudged her older brother.

"Ah... Brother, I'm here."

"To be honest, there's really nothing between us."

"We shouldn't make such a fuss over something so trivial..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yuan raised his hand to interrupt him.

"So, you came to my house, stood before me, to criticize my methods of handling things?"

"No, no, no," Zhang Ziyi quickly waved her hand.

"That's not what we meant."

"Hey, what are you standing there for?" Zhang Yuan looked at the two of them, who were still standing in the doorway.

"Ah." Zhang Ziyi smiled and wanted to sit on the single sofa next to him to talk in detail.

But Zhang Yuan pointed to the floor.

"Don't stand there."

"Kneel down and speak."

Zhang Ziyi: ... (End of Chapter)