Actor: Thank you.

Zhang Yuan barely slept all night.

They've been focusing solely on multilateral trade.

As the sunlight streamed into the guest room, I glanced at the little lion, who was dozing with its head resting on my arm.

He thought she was even more beautiful than when they first met a few years earlier.

She had a bit of baby fat when she was a teenager, but now it's mostly gone, and her features are more defined, making her look more refined.

He reflected on his own feelings and realized that the other person's act of apologizing with their body was very successful.

But it didn't completely lower his guard.

The plan is to have bodyguards keep a close eye on things, but we still need to observe for a while.

drop by drop...

The phone rang, startling Zhang Yuan so much that he jumped.

After last night, he now experiences PTSD whenever his phone rings.

Fortunately, it wasn't his phone.

"Hmm?" Liu Shishi, nestled in his arms, frowned and reluctantly raised her eyebrows before relaxing again and breathing evenly.

Ignored my phone alarm.

Zhang Yuan shook his head helplessly, turned off the alarm clock for her, then held her in his arms, stroking her back and long hair for a while before gently soothing her with his ear.

"Get up, we have to catch a flight to Hengdian."

"Woo..." she murmured like a puppy whose eyes were not yet open, before slowly opening them.

It was still waking up.

"Hehehe..." She laughed as soon as she opened her eyes and saw him.

Then she hugged him tightly, as if afraid of losing him, and refused to let go.

"Get up and wash up."

"I'll have the kitchen prepare breakfast for me to eat on the way to the airport."

After saying that, he added gently, "I'll take you there myself."

I made her some ginseng tea to refresh her, and last night she let loose and vented her emotions.

Fortunately, he is young and in good physical condition, so even without much rest, his complexion is not too bad.

I made soy milk, eggs, and steamed vegetarian buns to eat on the way.

She hadn't eaten yet, but after getting in the car, she sniffed the air.

"Why do I feel like there's a nice fragrance?" she wondered, searching around in the back seat.

“I often use this car to pick up VIPs, and some women with heavy makeup may have ridden in it. You know those middle-aged women with heavy makeup,” Zhang Yuan explained without changing his expression.

It was the same Phaeton, and the back seat still carried a faint scent of imported perfume that Naza had worn when he arrived—a subtle blend of fruity fragrance.

"That's true." The junior sister nodded and began to eat.

The aroma of the food quickly overwhelmed the lingering fragrance.

"Do you want some?" The junior sister handed him a steamed bun.

“I’m not a vegetarian,” Zhang Yuan replied with a half-smile.

"I'll take a nap once I get on the plane."

"Work hard once you get on set,"

"Yes, I will stand guard until the very end," she nodded.

“Who said it’s the last shift?” Zhang Yuan said with a smile, folding his hands together.

"That was a joke."

"From now on, you should film as usual."

"You need to understand that you are a star shareholder of Sugar Man, owning this small number of shares."

"If you quit, what is Boss Cai supposed to do?"

"Besides, you're on the rise right now, it would be a shame to retire."

"Ah, then, then you, I..." She had been planning to retire, but now that Zhang Yuan disagreed, she was at a loss for what to do.

Then her nose stung, and she began to sob.

"Why are you crying again?"

"Actually, I quite enjoy acting. I'm happy when I have something to do."

“Then you should definitely keep doing it. Do what you love. I support you.” Zhang Yuan turned to look at her.

He meant it sincerely; of course he wanted her to be happy.

There is also a trade-off.

She suddenly stopped, and Cai Yinong went crazy.

In particular, "Xuan-Yuan Sword" is currently in preparation.

After a reluctant farewell, they went through security and entered the terminal.

"Brother Long."

"Ok?"

"Next time I give a girl a ride, I'll drive around on the highway with the car window open to let the smell dissipate."

"Or go get your car washed."

"Okay... but car washes are pretty expensive around here."

"How many vehicles does our company have now, including all of them?"

"More than 20% of them are owned by the company, and a lot of them are rented."

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes: "Then let's find a car wash in the city and buy it."

"No, the kind that includes car washing and repair services."

"It's registered under the name of a security company."

It's better to spend some money than to cause trouble.

The little lion has a straight head, but it may have other clever features.

Anyway, security company vehicles are often modified, and some celebrity clients have very demanding requirements.

Some cars require all leather upholstery, while others, driven by "environmentalism," demand that no genuine leather be used in the interior.

Some wanted all-red interiors, others wanted fluorescent green.

"Also, tell the bodyguards Liu Shishi has arranged to relax their guard a little, but still report to me regularly."

"clear."

Back home, Zhang Yuan sat down in the dining room, eating while massaging his taut legs.

He was so tired from the shuttle run that he didn't even want to eat anything when he woke up in the morning, which is rare for him.

"Hey." Zhang Yuan slurped up the congee with preserved egg and lean pork, then suddenly realized, "Have I forgotten something?"

"Um... Dandan!"

He called out, and after a short while, he heard his assistant's footsteps.

"Where's that XJ girl?"

"Still in the bedroom," the assistant replied, enunciating each word clearly.

"Still not up?" Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "Did I mess with this girl too much... No, she was the one who seduced me."

I wanted to stop a long time ago, but she kept trying to get me to go for higher intensity.

"He's up, but he's dizzy," the assistant said seriously.

"Ugh...how did you get dizzy?"

Zhao Dandan made a chop gesture.

Zhang Yuan: ...

"You son of a bitch..."

"Didn't you tell me to watch her and chop her if she moved again?" the assistant replied innocently.

"I mean nighttime, it's daytime now," Zhang Yuan said, rubbing his head.

The subordinates are executing orders too forcefully; is that a good thing or a bad thing?

No wonder it was so quiet this morning that I completely forgot there was someone in the bedroom.

"Go get some liniment and gauze. I'll go check on the situation."

Turning to the bedroom in the west courtyard, Zhang Yuan carefully pushed open the door and entered.

All that could be seen was the bright morning sunlight of the capital, which simultaneously shone on the face and buttocks of the sacred object from the Western Regions.

This girl is currently bending over in a very strange position.

"After you beat someone up, at least you tidied things up for them?"

Zhang Yuan glanced at it and thought, "You really have to admit, being good-looking is an advantage."

No matter how bizarre the pose, it still looks good.

Moreover, you can't do this pose without some dance background and good flexibility.

To be honest, when Zhang Yuan was extremely tired last night, he even considered calling Brother Qian.

When it comes to resisting barbarians and protecting the capital, Yu Qian was the most qualified to speak.

Zhang Yuan first carefully arranged the other person's head flat, then gently lifted the other person's small and delicate head.

Many beautiful women have exaggerated head-to-shoulder ratios and small heads.

But this woman, who had Western Region blood, had a head even smaller than that of a typical Han Chinese beauty.

Not only is it small, but it's also incredibly light... Zhang Yuan weighed it in his hand and found it had two ounces less brain tissue than a normal person.

At the same time, I felt something was wrong when I touched it; there was a lump on the back of my head.

Zhang Yuan glared at his assistant. "You're a woman yourself, how come you don't know how to be gentle with women?"

The assistant helplessly held up three fingers to indicate that he had only used three-tenths of his strength.

As someone who usually sparred with him, he was already being very gentle. *Slap slap slap slap...* Zhang Yuan slapped his cheeks a few times, but there was no reaction.

"Bring me the smelling salts."

It's called salt, but it's actually a medicine containing ammonium carbonate and a compound fragrance.

It releases high levels of ammonia gas, which irritates the mucous membranes of the human respiratory organs.

What does ammonia smell like?

Human urine contains urea, which produces ammonia when broken down by bacteria.

So the smell of ammonia is similar to the stench of urine in public toilets next to the urology department of a hospital, which are used by patients with all sorts of problems.

The high concentration of ammonia in sniffing salts is probably ten or even dozens of times stronger than the smell itself.

It's so addictive!

In high-intensity and explosive sports like ice hockey and boxing, smelling salts are considered legal stimulants that can instantly boost an athlete's alertness.

"what!"

When the needle was placed under his nose and shaken, the man screamed and immediately jumped out of bed.

Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that he was awake.

"Adam!"

"Bu Ruan Di Qi Li Di!"

Naza stared wide-eyed and shouted, sticking out his tongue.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhao Dandan again.

You've ruined their language module.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay."

"You drank too much yesterday and bumped your head," Zhang Yuan quickly reassured him.

"Huh?" The person was stunned for a moment, and several seconds later, he grimaced and clutched his head.

"It hurts."

When she suddenly woke up, she was speaking Uyghur, which probably meant "help" or "my nose is broken."

"It's okay, just drink less in the future," Zhang Yuan quickly said, trying to cover it up.

"I'll apply the medicine for you, and it will be better soon."

"If you hit your head, you'll become an idiot," Naza said pitifully.

"don’t worry."

You weren't particularly smart to begin with, so there's not much room for you to fall further...

He glanced at his assistant again.

They're already stupid, and you hit them so hard.

Hurry up and buy her some melon seeds.

How much did I drink last night?

Zhang Yuan applied the medicine to her head and rubbed it for a while before she could carefully recall the night before.

"It's only a little over one bottle; you probably drank it too quickly."

"That doesn't make sense. I bumped my head, and it hurts."

"But why does it hurt a little here too?" She pointed to her lower abdomen.

If you hadn't called me "Dad," it wouldn't have hurt so much... Zhang Yuan cleared his throat but didn't answer.

Let's talk less about increasing attack speed in the future.

"Oh no, I'm not wearing any clothes." She realized then.

"He's not wearing bitter tea either!"

"Oh, we were together last night, weren't we... hehehe." The girl covered her mouth and laughed, leaning against his shoulder as she did so.

Zhang Yuan waved to his assistant to leave quickly.

Did he suffer from amnesia, or did he drink himself into oblivion?

"Hehehe, I've always wanted a tall and handsome prince on a white horse since I was little."

"Do you know, I especially like the Li Xiaoyao you played."

“Your posters are all over the walls of my room back home.”

"When I go to Beijing Film Academy, will you pick me up every day? I want the whole school to know."

Zhang Yuan: ...

That would be a disaster!

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and immediately put his mind to it.

"I want, too."

“Right?” Naza chuckled, seemingly forgetting the pain in the back of his head.

“But last night after we rested, you said that your father doesn’t allow you to date.”

"I am very sad."

"I feel like you're just playing with me." He sobbed a few times as he said this.

"You should have said so earlier, then we wouldn't have picked you up."

"Oh yeah... but my dad loves me the most, I'll just talk to him."

"No!" Zhang Yuan quickly stopped him: "I can't ruin the relationship between you and your daughter because of me."

"I would be so ashamed."

"You're so nice, let's do it secretly, without my dad finding out, okay?" This person's mind is completely occupied with romance right now.

"If your classmates and friends find out, they'll tell your family, but it won't help."

"Then I'll just keep it from them too."

The characteristic of being love-struck is that once you're infatuated, you don't care about anything else.

Moreover, this stunning beauty has another characteristic: Zhang Yuan makes her feel fresh and new.

It's not just a matter of their higher social status.

It's not surprising that many ill-intentioned adults have tried to take advantage of her since she was a child.

Freshness is that she's always the one being pursued, without exception.

Today, things were slightly reversed; she was begging the other person, and the more she begged, the more enthusiastic she became.

The feeling is naturally different when it comes to people who like me and people I like.

Whether she truly likes someone or not, she may not be sure, but once she takes the initiative, she assumes that's what she likes.

This is what a single-threaded brain is like.

In addition, his system had just been restarted after his assistant caused a blue screen, making his eyes even more frighteningly clear.

Zhang Yuan found it hard to refuse their hospitality.

But Zhang Yuan remained clear-headed, determined not to let himself be completely ensnared.

"I think you should reconsider."

"Let's start by being friends."

"Besides, you came to the capital to study, so you need to study hard first."

"Oh." She nodded, her mouth agape. "Then, can I ask you for help when I want to go out and have fun?"

"Let's see if I have time."

"Okay, I'll find you, but I won't let anyone else know." She accepted this arrangement without hesitation.

Then, with its delicate little nose, it sniffed everywhere.

"I always feel there's a certain smell about it."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at him with a cheerful smile.

"Did you do something embarrassing to me?"

"You can't be so unhygienic."

"Unless you like it this way..."

Zhang Yuan was too lazy to explain and urged her to take a shower and change her clothes.

This vixen, if she hadn't been busy all night and was currently in a state of post-coital bliss, would have made 99.99% of men lose control just by looking at her back as she walked towards the bathroom.

After showering, I massaged her head for a while to help disperse most of the bruising.

She asked Brother Long to take her back to the house that Boss Cai had rented for her, and Tang Ren was paying the rent.

The courtyard finally quieted down.

He pulled up a chair and sat down in the middle of the yard next to the steel piano he had brought home from Northeast China.

Touching this rough creation, my heart gradually calmed down from the turmoil of last night.

"The Piano in a Factory" has passed censorship and has been submitted to several major awards in Europe and Asia.

Because several awards require that only unreleased films be eligible for nomination, the film has been shelved without a release date.

Zhang Yuan knew that this play was unlikely to win all awards, especially European awards.

Because you're neither environmentally conscious, nor gender-diverse, and you don't have traditional Chinese medicine, why would Europeans give you an award?

In mainland China, the Hong Kong Film Awards don't meet the high standards, so you can only apply to the Golden Rooster Awards, Hundred Flowers Awards, Huabiao Awards, and the Golden Horse Awards in Taiwan.

Director Zhang Meng was in high spirits, but he was only so-so.

Qin Hailu, who won the Best Actress award right after her debut, didn't have high expectations. It's only because she won that people realize how deep the water is.

The film that won her the award, "Durian Durian," wouldn't have won the award if it hadn't focused on the subject of "Northern girls," that is, prostitutes from mainland China who went to Hong Kong.

However, he still fulfilled the director's request, helped apply for many things, and also said he would walk the red carpet.

There was no rush here; the next day, he invited the two bosses from Guangmang and Xiao Ma to his home for dinner. (End of Chapter)