Actor: Thank you.

There's a saying in northern China: "A sapling won't grow straight if it's not pruned, and a person will become arrogant if they're not disciplined."

If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has.

In fact, many Chinese people fail to understand this point.

The collective culture of self-reflection, characterized by humility and courage, and the practice of examining oneself three times a day, is almost unique to China.

Whether they are white, black, brown, or even some Japanese with yellow skin.

These ethnic groups are known for their tendency to roll their eyes if someone grabs their neck, and to start cursing if someone lets go.

They will always try to provoke you, and as long as there is profit to be made, they will never forget the lessons they learned before.

In China, this is called "base" or "ignorant of manners".

But in the West, it is considered part of daily life.

This applies to everyone, from large countries to individuals.

That's why Vin Diesel always wants to provoke him.

Because the consequences weren't serious enough, they always wanted to try again, just in case it worked this time.
The Japanese and Indians share this mentality.

If it succeeds, I'll make a fortune; if it fails, I'll retreat and admit defeat.

But admitting defeat is only done externally; internally, they will publicize that others have backed down and that they are magnanimous enough to let the other side off the hook.

This seemingly psychological victory method is actually an internal logic rooted in people's hearts.

Civilization only exists when nuclear bombs are hanging overhead.

He had the same attitude towards Old Fan.

All these years have passed, and you haven't made any progress.

Not only is their intelligence lacking, but their social status is as well.

That's all you've achieved; at best, you're a temporary A-list Hollywood star.

I haven't been wasting my time these past few years; my potential is far beyond that of a top-tier celebrity.

Play with me...

They still don't submit to the king's rule.

After taking out the phone model, Zhang Yuan didn't even give it to the producer or director, but directly shoved it into Vin Diesel's hand.

"What did you say last time?"

Fan: ...

“Morrie.” Zhang Yuan turned to look at the producer.

“We approved this product placement when we had the last meeting at Universal Pictures, right?”

The producer, unaware of the details, had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"But it was only a verbal promise; it wasn't written into the contract."

"So Fan told me that if I wanted him to appear in the film, I would have to pay an extra fee."

Zhang Yuan didn't mention that Jushi shared the same opinion as the other party at the time, only referring to the male protagonist.

The boulder beside him cleared its throat and dared not utter a sound.

He seemed to have come to understand some of what had happened today.

Not only him, but the producer also understood and glared at Fan with some annoyance.

What the hell!

So that's why!
Are you fucking crazy?

Even if you want money, you have to tell me first.

Do you think you can just go against him directly?

They're petty to begin with... why don't you learn from this lesson?

Now look what happened! Not only did we not get the money, but they also found an opportunity to cause us a lot of trouble.

And I have such a huge handle against me that I can't explain it.

The producer thought to himself, "So all this trip across the ocean was just to get scolded by you."

The key question is, how much money could that be!

For such a small amount of money, I've gotten myself into trouble with such a difficult person and caused such a huge problem.

All that growth is muscle, not brainpower...

The producer mentally cursed a bunch of words that needed to be censored.

But despite the criticism, the matter still needs to be handled.

Moreover, now that we understand the root of the problem, things are actually easier to handle.

“I believe,” Murray stood up, straightened his suit, looking every bit the righteous man of the West, and said sternly, “actors serve the work.”

"And product placement is also part of the work."

"Without the funding from various advertising placements, the work simply cannot take shape."

"So I think that actors should show a cooperative attitude towards product placement."

The producer was righteous and awe-inspiring.

That makes sense, but it's all empty rhetoric and grandiose.

That's the theory, but there are always exceptions.

As long as an artist has a high enough status, they can gain more choices, whether domestically or internationally.

The premise is that this show can't do without you.

With Vin Diesel's status, he has the power to make demands.

But you can only do so before filming begins.

When you're needed most, you'll say that someone like Harvey has already been dealt with.

Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony.

But Zhang Yuan did not agree when faced with the producer's eager gaze.

"I have some objections."

"I think Fan is right."

"Actors put in the work and advertised for the company, so they should be paid."

The producer and the others were stunned when these words were spoken.

What exactly do you want to do?
Murray was very anxious; if he didn't agree, it wouldn't end, and the movie would never be filmed.

"I can act as the producer and have everyone sign another agreement."

“There’s no need for that,” Zhang Yuan said firmly.

I have to make the decisions.

"You have to pay me."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Lin Yibin.

"Director, how's the product placement I asked you to inquire about the other day—the potato chips that Han's character often eats—coming?"

Lay's did reply, but only a small amount.

Contrary to Zhang Yuan's expectations, Lay's was interested, but did not approve of the specific promotional model targeting China.

They prefer to target independent overseas markets.

Of course, this can also be used as an excuse to lower the price.

They're only offering $10, so there has to be at least one close-up shot of the entire front of the potato chip packaging, for no less than 3 seconds.

Lin Yibin felt that this was too little, but it wasn't difficult.

"Agree to them," Zhang Yuan replied almost without hesitation.

“Van, Paul, Jordana…” Zhang Yuan counted the heads.

There are twelve or thirteen main actors.

“Each actor who uses a mobile phone will receive a reward of $10,000, which will be taken from this potato chip product placement.”

"I believe that everyone on a film set is equal and should share the profits equally."

"Everyone just needs to sign one additional agreement."

I want money paid and a contract signed, because I want to pursue procedural justice to the end.

Only in this way can things be completely settled; otherwise, what if they turn around and start arguing with me again?

But I'll give you ten thousand dollars, because that's all you're worth.

Furthermore, distributing the spoils equally can also win people's hearts.

Nobody turns down money.

How about this?

“Very good.” Producer Murray agreed on Fan’s behalf.

They even gave me money, that's already pretty good.

Please agree quickly, so as to avoid any further trouble.

“Okay, then this matter is resolved.” Zhang Yuan looked relaxed, but Lin Yibin looked horrified.

He's finally realized what's going on.

With this approach, his implantation problem was solved.

And the money was implanted from another source; you're truly stingy...

Even a single penny would keep Zhang Yuan up at night with anger.

And take this opportunity to win over the others, especially the Giant Rock.

Is this what you call killing two birds with one stone?
And it's not over yet.

"Besides the implantation issue, there's another matter, which is what I mentioned before: I need an apology, a sincere apology."

Is solving the work problem enough?

The matter isn't resolved yet. "Zhang." Old Fan stood up with a guilty look on his face. It has to be said, he did have some acting skills, though not much.

"I am so, so sorry. I had no idea my assistant had done such a thing."

"It's all my fault."

I hope you can forgive my mistake.

Even when apologizing, they were still shirking responsibility.

“Of course, my brother.” Zhang Yuan opened his arms nonchalantly.

The two embraced tightly, displaying the demeanor of brothers in affection.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were very close.

There is a Chinese saying that goes, "Even Qin Hui had three friends."

In other words, no matter how human nature is, there will always be people who share the same bad habits.

But has anyone ever heard of Vin Diesel having any friends in the industry?

not a single one.

This shows how unconventional this person is.

Zhang Yuan whispered in his ear as he hugged him.

"Do your best, after all, our film still needs you to carry the box office, right?"

As he spoke, he patted him on the back a few times with force, using all of them to neutralize the force.

"Of course, cough cough cough, oh no, it's all thanks to the efforts of all of us." He coughed a few times after being patted on the shoulder, then changed his tune.

"You said you needed payment, and I gave it to you. Shouldn't you thank me?" Zhang Yuan asked, posing a probing question.

Old Fan's double chin was almost frozen in his anxiety as he gritted his teeth and nodded.

[Received a thank you from Vin Diesel, strength +1!]

See, he should thank us.

The producer led the applause, and the others followed suit, thus seemingly closing the matter on the table.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuan chatted with the producer for a while, discussing their next project.

He expressed his full support and hoped that the entire team could remain in their original positions, indicating his strong confidence in the film's box office performance.

"So," Murray asked quietly at the end of the conversation, "is it really true that you plan to replace Van with The Rock?"

The white man pressed for details.

He only received a cold reply from Zhang Yuan.

"That depends on Fan's performance; I have reservations."

Murray felt a spasm in his stomach.

I might not have believed what the other person said before.

But I have a deeper understanding now.

Fan's intelligence has been exposed; they've figured you out.

And I got dragged into it too.

The other side may not be able to kick Fan out of the game, but they have a great deal of skill in disrupting things!

If you want to make money, you have to obey his opinions.

The producer plans to stay another day to observe the crew and have a good chat with Fan.

"Hey buddy, you're really something."

After the meeting, Paul was the first to come over and wink at him.

"This is the first time I've ever seen Fan look so pale."

“Then he should reflect on how to avoid putting himself in such a situation again,” Zhang Yuan replied bluntly.

We Chinese shouldn't reflect on this anymore; let the white people reflect on it from now on.

"I've already divided the money among you all, so you should buy me a drink now."

"of course."

"How about we all have a drink together tomorrow?"

Everyone agreed in unison.

He then left the crowd and went to the foreign woman's side.

"Wow..." Little White tilted its head, squinted its eyes, and let out a long sigh.

"When you used your overwhelming presence to leave everyone speechless, you were just like a lion."

"You look a hundred times more handsome than usual."

"I was worried that you might encounter difficulties and was going to comfort you."

"Now it seems I wasted my shopping time."

"Then you can go now."

"Yes, but before that," Teacher Xiaobai turned to look around, "I really liked your excellent performance just now."

"So I'm going to give you an XX as a reward."

A dozen minutes later, Zhang Yuan got out of a car parked in a corner of the film set.

Half a minute later, Elizabeth also sneaked down, while adjusting the hem of her dress.

A quick pee before work leaves you feeling refreshed.

As for Old Fan's side, things were indeed much calmer after the saplings were pruned.

They've become much more diligent in their work.

I'm no longer being so cocky.

He even brought his talent to his new film crew, just like James.

Justin Lin had been struggling with how to film a scene.

The scene at the beginning of the film, after Don and Brian hijack the train and escape in their car, is where they are forced to jump into the river.

Justin Lin had never filmed a scene where he jumped into a river before, but this time he drove a car into the river.

Therefore, I don't understand the techniques and have been thinking about them.

As a result, Fan, who had learned his lesson, smiled and said that he could do it!
Because he starred in a movie called "xXx," which included a scene where he drove a car into a river.

However, in "xXx," his character opens his parachute after jumping into a river in a car, while here he is about to enter the water.

Many things are difficult for those who don't know them, but easy for those who do. With just a few words from someone knowledgeable, Lin Yibin understood.

However, after Lin Yibin understood, instead of thanking Fan, he ran over and greeted Zhang Yuan with a smile, which made Jiarenxia very depressed.

Zhang Yuan achieved his goal, and the subsequent scenes weren't too difficult, so he was in a great mood.

But things will soon turn sour.

It's not a bad thing, it's just that the Lay's potato chips arrived.

It comes in purple packaging, but it's not the purple sweet potato chips that were later made in China.

Instead, it's a white-style, vinegared potato chip.

That's right, it's vinegar.

It's not aged vinegar or fragrant vinegar, it's Kang Le vinegar.

After opening the package, Zhang Yuan sniffed, picked up a piece with difficulty, and ate it. He almost couldn't keep his composure.

It's not that it tastes bad, it's disgusting.

It doesn't have the sour, pungent smell of fermented mung bean juice, nor does it have the pungent, head-on odor of Wang Zhihe stinky tofu.

It is acidic, but similar to the acidity of acetic acid.

If I had to describe it, anyone who has eaten traditional sweet and sour pork knows how to tell the authentic way.

Authentic sweet and sour pork should be so overpowering that it makes your nose tingle when you smell it!
Because sweet and sour pork requires 9-degree rice vinegar, and it has to be a cooking sauce, to make the flavor strong.

That's pretty much what potato chips are.

It's not just sour, it's so sour it's almost bitter.

He walked around the set and found that only Gadot liked to eat this stuff; everyone else shook their heads.

Zhang Yuan guessed that the theory of "sour for boys, spicy for girls" might not apply to the Jewish people, because her four children were all girls, and she had no sons despite trying for a long time.

Don't think that only southern China values ​​sons; it's the same in many places.

Zhang Yuan found it strange; how could this thing possibly sell?
I've never seen this in China.

Upon further inquiry, it was discovered that the British love to eat it.

It dawned on me.

Absolutely right!
It's perfectly reasonable that a country that has colonized half the world, integrated recipes from all over the world, possesses countless spices, and can even have fish and chips as its national dish loves to eat this stuff.

He was suffering from British tastes.

On the other hand, after resting at night, Vin Diesel felt that he wasn't feeling well that day.

Like Zhang Yuan, I also felt sour.

However, Zhang Yuan's mouth was sore, but his whole body was sore.

I don't know if he was upset because that Chinese kid messed with him or what.

He returned to the hotel exhausted, and a little while later the producer invited him to dinner.

I plan to change out of my clothes and put on formal attire for the appointment.

But as he took off his white vest and prepared to put on a shirt, he caught a glimpse of something unusual in the dressing mirror out of the corner of his eye.

He turned around, with his back to the mirror, and twisted his neck to check.

It was fine if I hadn't looked, but when I did, I was shocked.

There was a large, red, swollen, and purplish handprint on his back, protruding half an inch above the skin!
Old Fan's hands trembled as he swallowed hard.

Dismantling the Nun's Kung Fu? (End of Chapter)