Actor: Thank you.

The bent fork represents Zhang Yuan's feelings.

As the old saying goes: Better to break than bend.

In real life, however, only a handful of people can truly remain unyielding.

So when most people saw the fork break, they bent their own.

"Who else?"

As Zhang Yuan spoke, he looked at the people at the table.

"Everyone is welcome to share their ideas."

"Speak freely."

Of course, it needs to appear democratic and free.

But anyone who dares to be "democratic" will be recorded in my file.

We'll settle the score later.

This isn't my original idea; this is how your "beacon democracy" works, and I'm just imitating the "virtuous and capable."

Those people around the table took a sniff.

It tastes so good!
Familiar taste.

We're all adults, and we're all in the entertainment industry; there are no complete idiots among us.

Who should speak up at this point?
Zhang Yuan is one of the investors after all. Going against the investors is just asking for trouble.

Nature readily accepts good advice.

"No problem."

"That's only right."

"I really like Chinese products. The vacuum cleaner and bread maker in my home are both made in China."

"Yes, yes, I have many friends who are Chinese."

The group then started laughing and joking, and the lively atmosphere returned to the table.

Deep down, these people, whether white, black, or Latino, look down on China and Chinese products.

A millennium-old nation, the only survivor of the four ancient civilizations, the world's second-largest economy, yet at the very bottom of the global racial hierarchy... This is the terrifying aspect of Western media and Hollywood.

Their propaganda machine can imprint the thoughts of people all over the world.

Zhang Yuan couldn't change some of his obsequious colleagues.

But when you're poor, you can only keep yourself pure; when you're rich, you can ruin your whole family.

He can only start with himself and gradually change the West's impression of China.

The supporting characters all obeyed, and he successfully prevented the spread of the "disobedience" issue.

In addition, Paul is a friend of the main actors, and Jordana is a very easygoing person.

That leaves Van and The Rock, those two big guys.

How to deal with it?

Can I bend a few more forks?

it's useless.

First of all, these two have bad tempers and are both divas.

It's just that it's relatively big-name, and it definitely can't compare to someone like Sylvester Stallone.

People come out into the world to make money.

Moreover, besides the physical burden, the side effects of steroids can also cause the head to become pointed.

There is scientific evidence that one's temper can indeed worsen.

Because steroids must be used in conjunction with drugs such as testosterone, otherwise the body's hormones will become unbalanced.

These drugs can disrupt the nervous system.

Therefore, when everyone thought he would use the power of the bent fork to launch an attack on the two, he instead raised his glass in a relaxed manner.

"Thank you all for your help, which made it a wonderful evening for me."

"Director Lin, there's something else I'd like to tell you."

He proactively changed the subject and glossed over the matter.

Not to mention the crew members who breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yibin, in particular, felt his heart pounding.

He wasn't afraid of Vin Diesel and Zhang Yuan fighting, because he knew that old man Vin Diesel wouldn't dare.

Having already learned his lesson, unable to defeat them even with a gun, Vin Diesel isn't stupid; he'll try again.

What he feared was that simpleton Jushi, who didn't understand Zhang Yuan.

If he really trains me and makes me look bad, I won't be able to film this movie.

That Chinese kid is ruthless and vicious; who knows what kind of trouble he might cause.

Elizabeth, who was standing next to him, also breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl was so nervous she was gritting her teeth.

It reminded her of that scene in the British factory.

I was also afraid he would flip the table on the spot.

Because white men, especially white athletes, are known for their temper and are prone to flipping tables and fighting.

Things are alright now; it seems that the Chinese are still the most mild-mannered.

"Director Lin."

“I recently went back to China and invested in a drone company.”

"Drone?"

"invest?"

I don't understand these things anymore.

How come you do everything and spend money on everything?

"Yes, drones, those small drones used for aerial photography, either single-wing or multi-rotor."

Lin Yibin nodded, understanding.

Hollywood has been using these things for a long time, especially wide shots and panoramic views.

He was referring to DJI, of course.

In a month or two, DJI will attend the Radio Remote Controlled Helicopter Conference in Indiana, and its boss, Wang Tao, will meet a Texan named Colin.

This Texan has his own aerial photography company and owns several DJI drones.

Later, this Texan became the general manager of DJI's North American division.

DJI's ability to control 80% of the drone market in North America is also related to this guy.

Even when the beacon later resorted to its usual tactics, claiming that DJI posed a threat to North America's "national security."

But this was said by the Department of Homeland Security, so what does it have to do with the North American Air Force or state police?

Especially in Colin's hometown of Texas, the local police department is almost entirely staffed with DJI drones.

Having a local person in charge of the work makes things a bit more convenient.

Just as he brought Zhang Yimou to DJI, he also hoped that Justin Lin could use DJI's equipment to bring DJI into the Hollywood market.

In this way, Hollywood's technology can be brought back to China through DJI.

Making money is secondary; what he wants is to control the technology and enhance his influence and power within the industry.

Lin Yibin had no objections; if there was equipment, he should use it. Besides, he seemed to have heard of this brand before, as some of his colleagues used it.

As long as you don't fight those two big guys, anything goes.

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded, and the dinner party quickly ended in a relatively pleasant atmosphere.

"Phew!" Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief as she walked back to the hotel, clutching her chest.

"The atmosphere at the dinner party just now was so tense."

"My armpits are sweating."

"Don't worry, we Chinese value strategic composure," Zhang Yuan reassured him.

"WHAT?" Xiaobai didn't understand.

"You need to be patient and unwavering in pursuing your goals."

Based on the experience of the struggle between Laos and China over the past few decades, Zhang Yuan summarized three points.

First, one must be able to remain calm and patient when doing things.

Don't react impulsively to provocations; stick to your principles when problems arise.

Secondly, everything should be done with a legitimate reason. Take the rare earth issue, for example. You sued me at the WTO, I lost the case, and then opened up trade in accordance with the WTO's requirements. The procedure was quite just.

Finally, there's one more point: underhanded tactics are useful, but they can never compare to open strategies.

The so-called "open strategy" is to take advantage of the situation; even if you know what I'm doing, you can't break it.

“Hey, hey!” Elizabeth snapped her fingers in front of him. “What are you thinking about?”

"You should relax during your rest time. You Chinese people are just too passionate about work," the foreign woman said with a smile.

All white people know that Asian supermarkets and restaurants almost never close.

People don't see this as "hard work," they just think you don't love life. "How about we do what we did last time, bring a bottle of wine back to the hotel, and see what happens?" the witch said with a laugh.

"Right on my mind."

He pulled his thoughts away from the film crew's affairs and turned them to Bai Niu.

The other party did not stay in his room directly, but instead booked another room at the same hotel.

Zhang Yuan was responsible for buying alcohol from nearby liquor stores.

After picking out a nice bottle, I went to the supermarket and bought a large box of family planning supplies.

If you still act coy at this point, the other person will think there's something wrong with you.

"Hehehe..." Not long after, just like last time, Teacher Xiaobai's laughter came from the hotel room.

"You know me, I was actually a little nervous when I was waiting for you in the room just now."

Their lips parted, and the other person bit their lip and whispered.

"I was afraid you wouldn't come."

"Because of what happened last time?" Just like last time, Zhang Yuan gently cupped the back of her head and then lowered his head to kiss her.

At this moment, words are superfluous; expressing oneself directly through the body is the most appropriate approach.

They first embraced and stroked each other gently on the sofa for a while.

When the feelings are at their peak, then switch sides.

The idea that the moon is rounder in foreign countries is not a good one.

But perhaps due to geographical location, the moon in Rio does appear larger and rounder than in China.

But tonight, it's not just the moon that's bigger and rounder.

Although Elizabeth had family support, she starred in many films with explicit content in the early stages of her career.

She's incredibly daring and very willing to challenge herself.

But it wasn't just for the sake of showing skin; the quality of her early films was quite good.

There is a significant difference between seeing it on screen and seeing it in person.

Because watching on a screen only stimulates the nerves through vision.

When face-to-face, it can stimulate not only the sense of smell, but also the sense of hearing and touch.

……

The next day, the sky brightened.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes and woke up, gently moving his disheveled blond head, which was resting on his arm, onto the pillow.

I carefully got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up and refresh myself.

Not long after, a snow-white figure opened the bathroom door and slipped inside.

Why didn't you wake me up?

"I thought you were tired and wanted to sleep a little longer."

The other person raised their arm and wrapped it around his neck, and the two kissed in the splashing hot water.

"Last night was the best night of my life," the other person exclaimed after a long kiss.

"Me too."

Zhang Yuan glanced at him up and down.

She doesn't have a model's figure, nor is she as thin as Gal Gadot.

Her figure is more like that of a voluptuous woman in European sculptures, with flesh all over her body, but very well-proportioned.

Zhang Yuan thought this kind of figure was much prettier than those who were skinny and bony.

It has a healthy, aesthetic appeal reminiscent of an economic upswing.

This isn't fat; she's a former volleyball player, definitely not fat.

It's a woman's figure that has an athletic feel.

In particular, his legs have become very firm and elastic through years of jumping training.

Among athletes, female athletes generally have the best physiques in track and field events such as long jump and high jump.

In particular, the thighs and buttocks require long-term exertion to develop firm and aesthetically pleasing muscle lines.

Secondly, there are sports like volleyball, basketball, and swimming, which involve physical contact or full-body exercise.

These activities, unlike long-distance running and cycling, do not result in a very low body fat percentage.

Being too thin is not aesthetically pleasing.

The most beautiful look requires both muscle and a small amount of fat.

After in-depth communication, the other party became more open.

She had been rather quiet before, but now she was much more lively.

After taking a shower, she picked up an empty wine bottle and used it as a microphone. Half-naked, she dragged him into the room to sing.

I'm in a very good mood.

White girls are generally more enthusiastic and outgoing.

"Oh, Pu." As she sang, her bathrobe fell off, so she simply jumped onto him.

"Would you like to take a morning wake-up trip?" She bit Zhang Yuan's ear.

"There's not enough time, let's save it for tonight."

Zhang Yuan simply hoisted her onto his shoulder and patted her white, pert buttocks twice.

"Hahaha." This elicited a burst of laughter from her.

After putting her down on the ground, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, when I go to the set to face Gal Gadot again, I'll have the confidence to back it up!
Come on!

The excess rocket fuel has been unloaded. With Olsen Aerospace's assistance, I'm not afraid of you.

"You are such a wonderful lover," the other person said gently, their eyes lowered.

The West is somewhat different from the East.

In China, unless it's a casual date, normal romantic relationships usually involve establishing a relationship before engaging in deeper conversations.

But in the West, especially in North America, there is a so-called three-date theory.

That is, after going on several dates, including dinner, movies, and shopping, they sleep together on the third date.

Let's see if it's a good fit first, and then discuss whether to commit to a romantic relationship.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

There are men and women who engage in more extreme promiscuous relationships, as well as girls from more conservative religious families.

Therefore, calling him "lover" is accurate.

Chinese people often refer to their wives as "lover," which is easily misinterpreted as "LOVER" in translation. This term also carries the connotation of an extramarital affair, which can easily lead to misunderstandings.

He doesn't care about relationships; it's better not to ask him to define the relationship.

“You’re not only a great lover, but also a fun companion.” She pouted and tiptoed to kiss her forehead.

"By the way, what did the Chinese you wrote on my thigh yesterday mean?"

Zhang Yuan, a calligraphy enthusiast, often practices calligraphy.

A woman's skin is softer than the finest rice paper, making it ideal for practicing calligraphy.

He found one of the other person's lipsticks and used it as a pen.

The other party was initially unhappy, not because they felt insulted, but because they felt it was unfair.

Why should they write about me? If they want to write about me, they can write about me.

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to write the character "王" (king) on ​​his waist and abdomen.

It's also a way to keep track of numbers.

At the same time, what is it called when the two overlap?
This is the addition of white to the king!

The other one is longer.

The inscription reads: Hollywood, two capitals and thirteen provinces.

Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, became a junior Grand Secretary.

“You are the future of Hollywood, and you will own this place,” Zhang Yuan said, cupping her cheeks in his hands, in a different translation.

"You really think so?" The other person was somewhat moved.

Unlike the Chinese, who are more reserved with their emotions, white people tend to show their emotions easily, even to the point of tears.

"Of course, I'm pretty sure you'll be one of Hollywood's most promising and hottest actors of the future."

"Oh, Zhang..." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him for a long time.

"Unfortunately, those words were all washed away just now."

"It's okay, I'll write it for you tonight."

"But before that," Zhang Yuan loosened his arm, making a clicking sound.

"I need to take care of some things with the film crew first."

I've already made myself a king, so I'll let you all know who the real emperor of this production crew is. (End of Chapter)