Actor: Thank you.

"Please tell me what you think about Mr. Hou Yuewen's affairs after his death."

"Please tell me whether your master contacted you before he passed away."

"May I ask if Mr. Hou Yuewen had a will before he passed away?"

"There is a source of information saying that Mr. Hou hid the will with you. Is this true?"

Zhang Yuan: …

Hidden.

Go and get it from behind the plaque with the words "Zhengda Guangming" in the Qianqing Palace.

Outside the first farewell room of Babaoshan, Zhang Yuan was surrounded by a large group of reporters as soon as he stepped out.

There's no way. Mr. Hou's sudden death has caused too much trouble.

Not only did the major TV stations report the incident individually on the news.

CCTV also gave a few minutes to introduce Hou Yuewen's life and gave a summary of his life.

After all, he is the last person in the Hou family who can perform crosstalk seriously.

Even if there are disciples next, their surname will not be Hou.

Theoretically speaking, the next most authentic descendant of the Hou family should be Yu Xiaobao.

Hou Yuewen, Guo Degang, Yu Siyang...it was passed down like this.

The authentic crosstalk is at home.

Teacher Yu is indeed a hair perm genius who gathers the essence of heaven and earth and absorbs the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon. He is a rare one in a century.

The memorial service was also very lively and exciting.

Not to mention people in the industry, all the leaders of the Railway Art Troupe were there.

There were dozens or even hundreds of people in the group alone.

The crosstalk circle, opera circle, and film and television circle.

Ancestors, peers, and disciples.

There are hundreds of these friends alone.

Why use Hall No. 1?

Because it is the largest, otherwise no one can stay here.

Liu Lanfang, chairman of the Chinese Folk Art Association, also arrived.

Zhang Guoli held Zhang Yuan and cried for a long time.

He and Hou Yuewen eat and live together and debuted together.

Zhao Benshan was also there. He had worked with Hou Yuewen on several shows.

"Why is it that the first time we meet it's a funeral?" Uncle Benshan also said.

The last time was at Mr. Ma Ji’s funeral.

Mr. Ma and Mr. Hou passed away one after another. That generation of famous folk artists is gradually coming to an end and exiting the stage of history one after another.

"Uncle Benshan, you make it sound like we are the ones who caused this and that we are the ones who defeated the person..."

Zhao Benshan is a native of Northeast China.

Northeastern people always have a cynical sense of black humor when facing life and death.

In that cold weather, if I didn't find some fun for myself, I would have no chance of getting through it.

In addition to chatting with him about his master's past, Zhao Benshan also complained about the film and television industry.

"Tell me, it's a good movie."

"The movie is good, the story is good, and we acted seriously, so why did we lose money?"

What he was talking about was the movie "Falling Leaves Return to Their Roots".

All I can say is that I was born at the wrong time.

Chinese audiences, who have just opened their eyes, still prefer Hollywood special effects blockbusters and other domestic productions.

The audience has not tasted good food and does not understand what is good.

People in later generations said that there were too many college students and diplomas had devalued.

However, only by raising the level of basic education for all the people can more audiences understand certain works.

Of course, even if every Chinese person has a PhD, they probably still wouldn’t be able to understand “The Promise”.

"Teacher Benshan, our play is considered an art film, a drama."

"Originally, in this market, modern dramas, or dramas targeting the lower classes, have a smaller audience."

"That's right..." Zhao Benshan nodded.

The image of migrant workers is almost gone in the Spring Festival Gala skits, and he is the only one who is holding them up.

The images on the 10-yuan banknote, which was called "Great Unity" at the time, have gradually faded from people's sight, just like Ma Ji and Hou Yuewen.

I gave Teacher Zhao some advice.

In fact, the box office performance has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't take any share of the profits.

But he felt very uncomfortable because his works, which he thought were good, did not receive recognition from the audience.

It’s like a work that you thought was good and had prepared carefully was rejected during the Spring Festival Gala review.

"Boss." After talking to him, Zeng Jia, the agent who was dragged by him to "see the world" today, said softly.

The main purpose of bringing her here is to get to know people and facilitate communication at work in the future.

"Your movie 'Apple' seems to be a drama as well. If Mr. Zhao's movie is not popular, then ours..."

This was the first time the boss worked as a producer and he went through many difficulties and hardships.

After much effort, the film was finally released, but it ended up being a dismal box office failure, which was really embarrassing.

"It's okay. I have my own plans and publicity methods."

"Ah?" Zeng Jia was puzzled.

"Let's not talk about business for now. Be more careful these days and help me turn down all the unimportant interviews."

"It's too chaotic now. It's not suitable for me to show up in public too much."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan also looked towards the family area at the deepest part of the farewell hall.

Today is a memorial service, and it is also a memorial service for a famous person.

Because of the news coverage, the whole country knew about it.

The date of the funeral was also reported in the newspapers.

So starting from last night, a large number of spectators and people gathered at Babaoshan, all of whom were from the farewell party.

Zhang Yuan was startled when he passed by on the bus today.

There were crowds of people and guests were coming in like clouds.

There are at least several thousand people!
When I die in the future, it seems that it will be useless if I have such a grand ceremony...

If I could have a few more beautiful women crying for me, my life would not be in vain.

Living to 99 is not a skill; it's called being an old man who refuses to die and is a thief.

Living to 99 and still owning billions of assets is not a skill. It's just like dying without spending the money.

Living to 99, possessing billions of assets, and being able to have sex three times a night... that would be a god revered by everyone.

There were a large number of spectators outside the farewell hall, making it very lively.

There is also a different kind of "liveliness" in the farewell hall.

Just like the day they went to the Hou family's villa, several groups of ladies started making a fuss.

Hou Yuewen was married twice.

His first wife was Liu Yan, who was also a member of the Railway Art Troupe. They divorced when their daughter was 4 years old.

Mr. Hou did not do a good job in treating his children.

He had no contact with his daughter and ex-wife for many years, and only resumed the relationship after the older woman became an adult.

Later, he married actress Yuan Yin, the one who "sacrificed his wife and children" to Dai Zhicheng.

They both have a little woman.

Now the eldest daughter is in her twenties or early thirties, and the youngest daughter is less than ten years old.

Then the question arises, to whom shall the inheritance belong?

Hou Yuewen is a celebrity, and celebrities naturally have some property.

Not to mention the big businessmen who have hundreds of millions, but there are still tens of millions.

This is a huge sum of money!

After her father passed away, the eldest daughter came immediately.

My mother is the original wife, and my father owed us both since we were young, so I deserve the inheritance.

But at this time the second wife also came.

Why are they all yours!

I was also married to Lao Hou, so I also got some points.

The two of them started arguing.

This guy said he hadn't seen his dad for more than ten years, and as soon as he became an adult he came to ask his dad for money.

The one who said you were shameless and ran away with your fellow nephew, bringing shame to my father.

One said your dad never liked you.

It's still unclear whether your daughter is my father or not...

What was originally a serious celebrity funeral was turned into a farce by these two!
No matter whether the second wife cheated or "sacrificed her wife and child", she caused a celebrity scandal.

In short, the youngest daughter has the right of inheritance.

As the guardian of a minor, legally speaking, the remarried wife does have the right to fight for the inheritance.

This now became a battle for inheritance between two daughters, or women.

But it’s not over yet.

Second brother Hou Yuehua got involved in this matter again.

After all, he is a cousin and the eldest uncle of the two girls, so it is reasonable for him to stand up and uphold justice at this time.

But there is something wrong with this one.

Just uphold justice, but why did you promote yourself to a higher position and be responsible for the work of counting the property?

There was not much cash in Hou Yuewen's inheritance.

It’s probably just over one million but less than two million.

Most of his assets are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, furniture, and several houses.

But in just these few days, the house is empty!

Hou Yuehua moved all the things out in the name of inventory.

What’s the difference between this and Wei Xiaobao raiding Oboi’s house?
Anyway, just take it to your house and count it first.

This turned the fight between two tigers into the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

The trouble that Brother Qian told him about at the beginning was just a fight between two women.

Unexpectedly, another one popped up. Now it's even more troublesome.

Because among these three, two are Hou Yuewen’s daughters and one is his biological brother.

Compared to them, Brother Qian and Zhang Yuan are both outsiders.

Things have reached this stage, and anyone who gets involved will be implicated.

But there are those who are not afraid of trouble!

At this moment, Teacher Guo jumped out again!
He began to speak up for the two daughters and accuse Hou Yuehua as a disciple of the Hou family.

This is a mess...

After attending the memorial service, everyone from Deyun Society returned to the small theater together.

"Brother, we are close brothers."

"Mr. Hou is our dear master."

"Now that the master's child is being bullied, we can't just sit there and do nothing." Guo Degang pulled him and said.

Zhang Yuan looked embarrassed.

Isn't this just jumping into a fire pit?
The affairs after a celebrity's death, especially property cases, are the most complicated and the least popular with the audience.

Because no matter how good or bad the outcome is, you will always be blamed if you are involved.

It's either greed for money or disrespect for the deceased.

But Teacher Guo has a different personality from him.

It has something to do with his life experience. He has been bullied, so now that he has the ability, it is easier for him to stand out.

He said what he should say, and he also said what he shouldn't say.

He does what he should do and also what he shouldn't do.

"Teacher Guo, you are older than me and know more than me, especially when it comes to handling family affairs."

"You're married, and I'm single."

"He definitely understands it better than me," Zhang Yuan evaded.

Guo Degang's face froze because he was also getting married for the second time.

What Zhang Yuan said makes sense.

"And I've been too busy lately."

"I have two dramas on hand, and I'm also planning a CCTV program."

"I can't let go of either side, and I can't afford to offend either side."

"I really don't have the time and energy to deal with Master's family affairs."

Brother Qian was watching and smoking.

"As expected of him..."

Zhang Yuan's attitude matches his temper.

Brother Qian would never get involved in such troublesome matters.

So he supported Zhang Yuan's current approach in his heart.

Just keep to yourself.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Teacher Guo nodded.

"How about this, I'll handle this matter on behalf of both of us."

"But there is one more thing."

"Mr. Hou actually bought that house with a loan."

“Now that the people are gone, the supply will be cut off.”

"My two daughters can't afford such a large monthly payment, and no one else will help pay for it."

"We can't just wait for the bank to take it away and sell off the master's inheritance at a low price."

"My opinion is."

"We both have plenty of money."

"We'll buy the house for five out of five."

"Calculate the down payment and the amount of the subsequent repayments, take out the cash, and add it to the inheritance so that it can be distributed to the master's family."

"It can be considered as showing filial piety to Master!"

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment.

The villa in Rose Garden is now worth about six or seven million.

There is still at least three or four million in loans that have not been repaid.

The value of this house will appreciate in the future, and the total price will not be less than 50 million.

On paper, it's a good deal.

but!

A gentleman knows what to do and what not to do!

Since he has decided not to get involved, he will never touch it even if there is money to be made!

Whoever wants to make the money can make it. I have many ways to make money, so this doesn't matter.

The key is to take care of your feathers.

"Brother, Brother Qian, I wonder if you have heard of this."

"I recently established a new company with several major Hong Kong film and television companies."

“We also bought an office building and are renovating it.”

Yu Qian’s eyes widened.

Start a company together?

Also buy an office building!
My junior brother can do it!

This is a big deal.

"I still have a lot of mortgage payments to pay every month." Zhang Yuan said bitterly.

He told the truth.

But the last sentence is a little exaggerated.

That is……

“I’m very short of funds right now.”

"If it wasn't for the purpose of making money to support the company and pay off the loan, would I have taken on so many roles?"

"You don't know how much I usually spend..."

Crying poor.

It’s not that I don’t want to get involved, it’s that I don’t have the ability!
Brother Qian tried to hold back his laughter.

He didn't believe it.

“You don’t have any money…”

But I also admire his attitude of not being greedy for the house.

"Is that so..." It doesn't matter whether Guo Degang believes it or not.

Anyway, his attitude is there and you can't find fault with it.

"Then I will make the decision myself!" Teacher Guo decided that he would go on even without Zhang Yuan's help.

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

The next day, Guo Degang went to talk to the Hou family about this idea.

A few days later, the story was reported in the newspaper.

"Guo Degang is involved in Hou Yuewen's inheritance case!"

In the courtyard, as soon as Cheng Hao saw the title, he went to find him with the newspaper.

"Your choice is still wise."

"Don't be greedy for that house, otherwise you will be included in the report today."

"But if you are so evasive, will the folk art industry say you have no conscience?"

"You don't care about Master's afterlife?"

Zhang Yuan patted her delicate little hands and said, "First of all, whether you do it or not, someone will say something."

“Because I’m a celebrity.”

"And if I want to shut up these bitches, I can't do it on my own."

Zhang Yuan asked her to sit down and chat slowly.

"Teacher Guo went to deal with the inheritance, and I was not idle either."

"I contacted Liu Lanfang, the chairman of the Chinese Folk Music Association."

"Also let Brother Qian contact the Railway Art Troupe."

"I plan to add Deyuan Society, and the three parties will work together to hold a few 'crosstalk specials in memory of Hou Yuewen.'"

"I won't take a penny of the proceeds, and neither will the crosstalk society."

"How the Chinese Musicians Association and the Chinese Arts Troupe divide up the group is their business."

"This is also considered filial piety and a way to commemorate the master."

“It sounds good both internally and externally.”

Oh... Cheng Hao understands. It's not bad to organize activities for a few years.

"But commemoration is commemoration, you don't take the money, just for the reputation?"

Zhang Yuan waved his fingers.

“This is just performance, it’s much more than that.”

"Let me ask you, my master has both resources and positions in the Quxie and Railway Art Troupe."

"If he is gone, who will inherit these?"

"I don't want money, because I don't need it."

"And you'll get scolded for fighting over money."

"But I have to fight for this name!"

I am ashamed to be associated with you guys who are fighting for life and death for a few million dollars!

What I want is something that money can’t buy!
drop by drop...

At this time, Zhang Yuan's cell phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was Liu Lanfang calling.

"Zhang Yuan, if you have time these days, come to the Chinese Musicians Association and hold a meeting."

"it is good."

He put down his phone; "Look, here it comes..." (End of this chapter)