Actor: Thank you.

They ate and chatted.

The drinking utensils have been changed from small wine glasses to large jars.

These former soldiers are inhuman!

It tastes deadly.

Baijiu is drunk by the bottle, and those self-proclaimed "gods of wine" in the entertainment industry are just junior members at this table.

"One's drinking habits reflect one's character."

"Brother Zhang, I can tell you're a good drinker because your eyes are still bright after you finished drinking!"

The man from the General Armament Department put his arm around his shoulder, holding a bottle of Wuliangye liquor, and said...

It was almost a shout right next to my ear; the voice was loud and the force was great.

"You need to take care of our soldiers' meals."

"Don't cut corners, or I'll personally kill you!"

Zhang Yuan: ...

This...this...I haven't even started making money yet, and I'm already guilty of a crime punishable by death?

"Did you hear me!" He slapped Cao Jianjun hard on the back of the head.

"I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" This guy was already drunk, but he still instinctively got up.

As the saying goes, "Two years of compulsory military service, a lifetime of military service."

The bond between soldiers is different from that between ordinary people; camaraderie is built on shared values ​​and a consensus.

No need to know each other, no need to come from the same hometown, just introduce your family when you meet and you'll feel like brothers.

Of course, those convicts wouldn't have this kind of feeling; it has to be a regular army.

Zhang Yuan naturally wouldn't dare to cut corners on this thing, as embezzling military rations would be a capital offense in any dynasty.

I do this to build relationships; making money is secondary. Only a fool would do something like this.

Making money is in airline meals.

Some might say, isn't this still just selling boxed lunches?
But things are different.

Just like setting up a stall outside a school and contracting a school cafeteria, both involve making food, but are they the same thing?
The industries that extend from these monopolistic enterprises are, in fact, also monopolistic enterprises.

To give a simple example, Shanghai is the most open and relatively transparent city in the country, right?

It's more open and fair than the Midwest.

In Shanghai, the total number of primary and secondary school teachers and students exceeds 200 million.

What most people don't know is that there are only... 4 catering companies that provide meals for school students.

Not 40, it's 4!
Only four companies are qualified to do business with these two million people.

If others want to do it, they can only take out subcontracting from them.

These companies are not publicly listed, do not publish financial reports, and nobody even knows their names.

He sounds like someone who just makes student lunchboxes.

But they earn more than most so-called tech companies in Shanghai.

They eat student meal fees and receive educational meal subsidies.

It's unremarkable and doesn't sound high-end, but it will never end up in the hands of ordinary people.

Zhang Yuan was the same; it was his first time drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor), and he filled his stomach completely.

They all act like big shots, and they have to drink with everyone they meet.

Of the two from Wanda, Wang Sicong has already collapsed, slumped limply in his chair.

Several soldiers mentioned that his father was a soldier and told him not to bring shame to the military, and then they drank cup after cup of wine.

Mr. Zeng's cheeks also turned red.

When Zhang Yuan had a spare moment, he pulled this man aside.

"President Zeng!"

"Brother, I'm so sorry."

There was a small misunderstanding before.

"We still need to cooperate."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The man, who was still somewhat clear-headed, repeatedly agreed.

"My plan is to wait until the company I work with on the other end of the chain is completed."

"In the name of this new company, we will make a strategic partnership with Wanda Cinemas."

"In the future, we will invest in many Hollywood blockbusters together. I will supervise the filming, and you will be responsible for the screening."

"I'll make money with you, big brother, okay?"

In this situation, it wouldn't be good if you were to arrogantly dominate the opponent.

Once they sober up, they'll definitely get angrier and angrier.

Instead of taking advantage of home field, they should adopt a more humble approach.

"Sure, take a look." The group of people chatting in twos and threes around the table, their arms around each other's shoulders, said, "We're all on the same side."

Although he did not come from a military background, he was still considered part of the military system, having worked as an engineer at the Imperial Capital Aviation Materials Research Institute.

Later, he became the head of the human resources department at Bermuda Aerospace Materials Company.

This company was actually reorganized from the Sixth Research Institute of the Second Ministry of Industry after liberation.

Beihang Research Institute is a shareholder of this company, which specializes in aerospace ultra-high temperature materials and gas turbine components.

Some of the research materials were also used in projects of China National Nuclear Corporation.

Therefore, this Mr. Zeng was familiar with people from both the aviation and military sectors.

This aircraft materials company later appeared in Pentagon documents.

The reason is that Raytheon, the military contractor for the F-22 and F-35, has been breaking down the blueprints for the F-22 and F-35 into circuit templates and material templates since 2014, and issuing separate orders to Chinese manufacturers to have them build the aircraft for them...

They thought it was a foolproof plan and that no one knew.

Thor doesn't need to produce anything; he can just make a living as a middleman.

Of course, given the state of education and deindustrialization in the US, it's doubtful they could manufacture it themselves.

The hangar and assembly line reeked of hemp leaves; who would dare fly the planes made there?

After the incident was exposed by the Lighthouse itself, it was labeled as a leak of state secrets.

Whether there was a real leak or not, nobody knows.

But a few years later, the group of old experts from Beihang University suddenly discovered that the US military fighter jets had falsified their lift coefficient and material strength.

The old expert, who had spent his entire life researching and was now bald, looked at the domestically produced aero-engine in his hands and fell into deep thought.

If yours is fake, then what is mine?
The old expert's words were really harsh.

He cursed all night, not because he was tired, but because it was dawn.

Thor, on the other hand, not only refused to apologize or admit his mistake, but also made threats.

If the Pentagon dares to hold me accountable, I'll expose all the other weapons companies that have outsourced their manufacturing to China.

So Boeing, Lockheed Martin, and the like are all doing this.

In the end, nothing came of it, and then the music and dancing continued.

The congressmen dared not pursue the matter any further. They claimed that their production cost $10,000 per bag of nuts, and anyone who dared to audit them would be shot seven times in the back and commit suicide.

As they discussed the matter, Mr. Zeng discovered that he had connections with everyone at the table, including mutual friends and acquaintances with each other's superiors.

There's nothing we can do about it; we have to give them face.

They used to bully others by taking advantage of their power.

Now I realize that they and I are in the same boat.

That's a different story!

Moreover, they offered a way out by proactively proposing cooperation.

Then I also gave an account to my superiors.

In addition... President Zeng glanced at Wang Sicong.

The boss's eldest son is also here; he'll surely report back when he gets home, saving me the trouble of explaining myself, which is even better.

After a satisfying meal and having discussed most of the matters, the formalities will be swiftly followed.

In addition to loans from the airline catering company, he also needed to borrow money from the Imperial Bank of America to invest in "Pacific Rim".

He lost all his money to Meituan, and now the company owes him money. The individual and the company need to be clear about their respective responsibilities.

This loan will be attached to a recent graduate who has just joined a bank in the capital.

Help a certain leader's eldest son boost his performance record so he can get promoted.

Anyway, film companies on both sides of the strait are doing very well right now, and they'd love for a high-quality company like yours to lend them money.

He personally saw all the guests off to their cars.

Finally, he personally helped the two Wanda employees to the garage.

As soon as the dinner ended, Si Cong, who had been limp just moments before, woke up.

Zhang Yuan understood immediately.

As expected of a son of a general, he's really good at pretending.

"Young Master Wang, let's hang out sometime."

"I haven't played games in a long time either, maybe we can organize a friendly match or something."

He extended the invitation.

"In short, it's great that you're willing to come; I'll make the arrangements," Principal Wang replied magnanimously.

"Then I'll go first, goodbye Yuan-ge."

Everyone else has left, but his title remains unchanged.

Zhang Yuan was relieved to hear this.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, that rich kid with puffy eyes is much nicer than he was in Siam last time," his assistant said as he brought him a hangover soup.

"That's right." He gulped it down, feeling a little more alert.

"This illustrates a principle."

"To earn respect, one must have the ability to back it up."

Zhang Yuan smiled as he looked at the night sky. "I call him Young Master Wang out of respect for his father."

"He calls me Brother Yuan, which is a sign of respect for me."

That's the difference.

I earned all my money myself.

Your money either came from your father, or he helped you get it.

TOM!

You're an overseas student who suddenly became a director of Wanda Group, what gives you the right to act so arrogantly towards me?

If it weren't for your father, I could have beaten you to a pulp with just one hand.

He chuckled dismissively, imagining the expressions on the two people's faces in the car must have been quite something.

As he expected, on the way home, in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, President Zeng and Young Master Wang were discussing what had just happened.

"Damn, he's got guts."

"I don't think it's simple." President Zeng squinted his eyes and took a sip of mineral water to relieve his fatigue.

He knew more about some things than the young master who had studied abroad since childhood.

There are quite a few capable people when it comes to airline catering.

In the early years, it was not uncommon for private individuals to contract projects based on connections.

But it's quite unusual to be able to get Air China and the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission of Beijing to work together; there must be someone pulling the strings.

Getting a job producing portable military rations is even more difficult, as there's more to it than meets the eye.

They couldn't have guessed that these were all connections Zhang Yuan had painstakingly built up.

It's completely different from those who are born with connections.

"I'll look into it later. Anyway, I have to be careful."

“Especially the matter of not scheduling screenings for him, we definitely can’t do that again.”

Mr. Zeng laughed in exasperation when he got to this point.

It never happened!

They wanted to make sure the re-released films were completely gone, but they were forced by circumstances.

I was thinking of fighting again later, but now I'm forced by circumstances.

I have never stumbled twice with the same person in a short period of time.

This is the first time I've been completely helpless against someone whose main profession is filmmaking.

Even the big boss from Huayi treats me with utmost respect and has to beg me.

Why is it so unconventional of him?

Young Master Wang also had his doubts, but his expression changed quickly.

The "me" of Siam is not the "me" of today.

Just get along well in the future.

If he ever becomes unusable, I can simply revert to being the person I was in Siam.

At this stage, they still need to be treated differently from other people in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.

If I have the chance, I must split Mount Hua in two!

Only when you have a sharp axe in your hand will others speak to you properly.

The next day, Zhang Yuan got up and covered his head.

It's rare to drink this much, so there are bound to be some aftereffects.

Zhao Jin and Cao Jianjun were completely unconscious.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, drink up."

The assistant brought him a bowl of bright green, bubbling liquid.

He immediately sensed something was wrong as soon as he sniffed the air.

It's fermented mung bean juice.

"What are you going to do?" He stepped back.

"You plan to poison me and seize the throne?"

"I heard that to cure a hangover, you have to fight poison with poison. I'll be sober after drinking this," Zhao Dandan replied very honestly.

"You might as well just bring the toilet cleaner."

"Stop being sarcastic and saying the opposite of what you mean. If I were even slightly stupid, I would have actually given it to you." The assistant looked incredibly shrewd.

"Stop talking nonsense and make me a cup of strong tea."

"Make me another bowl of clear soup noodles, with a poached egg."

After finishing his meal, he hurriedly left.

While others are drunk, he still has to keep busy.

On the way, I called Wang Xiaofei.

"Hey."

"Why are you being obedient this time?"

"I haven't seen you criticizing me on Weibo?"

I told the other side to mute their microphones.

Zhang Yuan told him that day to go and find out what he was supposed to do.

This guy went to his mom and gave her a long lecture.

Her mother was even more troubled than him, after all, their assets had been divided up.

Who would have thought that the seemingly "silly" young man at the wedding would be so ruthless!
We covet his funds, and he covets our principal.

I've rarely seen such a ruthless person in all my years of business.

They act swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly, leaving no room for error.

Who would have thought that he would secretly collude with my investor?

The old women were all dumbfounded.

My head is buzzing.

They treated me like a piece of fatty meat; now, who's the fish on the chopping block?
The mother and son had only one reaction when they found out about this.

How dare he?
After her son told her about Zhang Yuan's attitude, Zhang Lan thought for a moment and then hurriedly asked someone for advice.

After asking, I understood why he dared to do it.

I glanced at the people at the dinner party, and also at the organization they were about to collaborate with.

There wasn't a single one they could afford to offend.

What does it mean to suffer a loss in silence?

Even after suffering a loss, you don't dare to complain.

Try calling out one.

Of course, Zhang Yuan also hoped they would shout.

After all, the more you shout, the more excited I get.

You can criticize me, but preventing so many others from getting rich is not something that can be easily resolved.

After all, I only make up 3%, the remaining 7% are not just sitting around doing nothing.

The son acted impulsively, but the mother calmed down.

"This must not be told to anyone!"

Speaking out would not only make them vulnerable to attacks, but would also damage the already precarious South Beauty business.

As I said, it will only result in a lose-lose situation, and it will be the kind of lose-lose situation where you lose twice.

"What, not awesome anymore?"

Zhang Yuan shook his leg, looking relaxed.

"I gave you a chance, but you still couldn't use it?"

He could faintly hear teeth grinding coming from across the street.

"One must have virtue in life, and virtuous speech is also a form of virtue."

"Please stop going crazy online, okay?"

"If you hear me, please let me know."

"Let's call this a day, so we can meet again in the future."

Snapped!
The other party then hung up the phone.

You have no respect for me whatsoever, not even calling me "FATHER".

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." He casually tossed his phone aside.

If I'm afraid of even these two "down-and-outs," then I've wasted my life.

Just to give you an example, that shrew Zhang Yuqi dared to slap Wang Xiaofei.

Would she dare hit me?
This speaks volumes.

Zhang Yuqi is crazy, but not stupid.

She can distinguish between losing her temper and courting death.

The people she dares to take action against are those who are incapable of killing her.

That shrew is cunning.

Thinking about this, he even had a slight urge to choose the crazy beauty.

It's not great for everyday life, but it's really fun to have fun with.

That's enough.

She should have already registered her marriage with Wang Quan'an; you can't have sex with a married woman.

Besides, I have other things to do.

After all, Wang Xiaofei wasn't his only enemy... (End of Chapter)