The richest person in Chinese entertainment

Chapter 388: Don’t mess around. Where is Zhang Chen? Something big has happened!
"Aunt, you should know that I am not suitable for an official status at the moment."

"Are you planning to use that matter to keep them hanging and gain some benefits?"

"Correct!"

"Then have you ever thought that when you get things that only their own people can get, some people in the country will think the same way?"

"This"

"You have to know that pretending to be real is the most confusing to bystanders, because only you, the person involved, know what you are thinking, but what about others?"

"I understand, aunt." Zhang Chen nodded heavily.

Or maybe he thought it was too simple.

According to his original idea, if he wanted to gain profits from the capital in the United States, he had to present himself as a white person and let the capitals fight for him.

If you want to win him over, you must pay him benefits.

Of course, threat is also a kind of threat. Zhang Chen can imagine that those people have already collected information about his weaknesses and made a series of plans.

However, as he himself lives his life cautiously, there are very few people who can call it his weakness.

Parents count as two, Liu Yifei counts as one. If Liu Yifei is taken into consideration, then at most Liu Xiaoli and An Shaokang can be counted.

Living alone has its advantages. At least it is much easier for him to arrange security forces.

Besides, there is basically no leverage between him and the important people around him.

Unlike other people in the entertainment industry, it is very easy to dig up some dirty secrets.

In this situation where there is no threat to Zhang Chen, the other party would have to turn the table over and actively break the rules, such as bankrupting all the dozen or twenty banks where he has deposited his money.

That's right, his money was not put in one basket. Even the country was not just the United States. He had accounts created by various companies in many bank accounts including Switzerland, Britain, and Gaul.

Firstly, it is troublesome to investigate, and secondly, if you want to freeze his assets, it may make many people hesitate to take action.

Sometimes, they still need to maintain a "rule-abiding" personality.

When there is no chance of getting Zhang Chen to join them “at no cost”, if Zhang Chen himself shows signs of “wavering”, then these people will use all kinds of temptations to encourage Zhang Chen to join them.

This was Zhang Chen’s original purpose.

His first gain was becoming a Disney shareholder.

If he wanted to say more, he would continue to maintain this ambiguous attitude towards them.

Now his aunt's words made him wake up.

He knows what he is doing, but in order to make it happen, the number of people who know about it must be kept within a certain range.

At least all ordinary people don’t know that Zhang Chen is using the condition of “obtaining American citizenship” to arbitrage.

If the preferential treatment given to him by American capital increases in the future, and if there is extremely obvious differential treatment, and the media hypes it up, then he will be like yellow mud falling out of his crotch, and he will be shit if not shit.

This was his aunt's reminder to him.

In a word, if Zhang Chen played the game the way he wanted, it would be easy to get it wrong.

Now, the identity of a literary association can at least offset the doubts of many important figures and ordinary people to a certain extent.

As for overseas, its development will be affected a little, but the identity of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles does have some weight, but it is not particularly core.

If they were to be given a status like "consultant" like the Music Association, it would only be an affirmation of status and position. It would not have a particularly big connection with the core circle and would not have a particularly big impact.

Moreover, although the operation becomes a little troublesome and requires more bargaining, the rewards are actually greater.

After all, that is a position in the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which is the superior department of the Music Association. Even if he is transferred there, his status will be different.

After settling his worries, Zhang Chen also planned to get up and say goodbye.

After all, the Spring Festival Gala has already begun, and it’s not long before he goes on stage.

But just as he stood up, his aunt called him again.

"Anything else, aunt?"

“This year, many people have asked me through others if I have any albums left.”

"Have you run out of what you have?" Zhang Chen was surprised.

The number of albums he sent was not a lot, but not a little either, only about a hundred each time.

Moreover, it is made by our own company, so even if the packaging is exquisite, the actual cost is not much.

The main reason is that he needs to write it himself, which is a bit troublesome.

But a hundred cards a year should be enough, right?
"You don't know that your album is like hard currency in the eyes of some people." Auntie looked at Zhang Chen helplessly and asked tentatively, "If you still have stock, I will give it to them."

When Zhang Chen heard this, he reacted instantly.

This doesn't mean he is asked to take inventory, it's clearly to urge him to release a new album.

"We are definitely out of stock, so I gave this album to my loved ones." Zhang Chen explained, "But I have plans for a new album this year, and I will send it to you then."

Is there any stock? Of course there is.

But when asked, she simply said no, otherwise her aunt would be in a difficult position.

There was no plan for a new album originally.

But since his aunt asked, then there is one.

"You." Auntie pointed at Zhang Chen unhappily. She could not understand what Zhang Chen meant by that, but she did not expose him. She just said unhappily, "Business is more important. There is no rush for the album."

"Auntie, I don't like what you said." Zhang Chen pretended to be confused, "As a famous singer, how can releasing an album not be a serious matter for me?"

"Okay, okay, you're right."

"Hahaha, you go ahead and get busy. I guess the staff has already started looking for me all over the world."

"Go."

Zhang Chen walked out of the dressing room with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to go to his own dressing room, he unexpectedly ran into someone head-on.

"JJ?" Zhang Chen looked at JJ Lin, who was sweating profusely, in confusion. His makeup must have been ruined, right?
"Boss?!" Lin Junjie's originally anxious face was filled with surprise the moment he saw Zhang Chen, "I finally found you, hurry up!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chen glanced at the hand that was being pulled up, and didn't care, letting Lin Junjie pull him and run.

"My show just ended and I heard that all the staff couldn't find you, so I volunteered to come and find you."

"It's my turn?" Zhang Chen was surprised. "There should be a lot of shows ahead, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Junjie turned around and realized that he was holding the boss's hand. After letting go of it awkwardly, he continued, "The main reason is..."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chen became even more curious when he saw Lin Junjie hesitating.

He has been to the Spring Festival Gala many times and has seen all kinds of scenes.

The reason why he went back at this time was because the Spring Festival Gala was no longer stressful for him and he would still have enough time to go back half an hour earlier.

"Have you forgotten that you have a partner for this year's show?"

"Xixi?" Zhang Chen slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Is she anxious?"

"It's right, and it's not right either!" Lin Junjie was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and couldn't explain clearly.

"What is it? No." Zhang Chen was speechless, but still quickened his pace.

Since it can't be explained clearly, go and see it with your own eyes.

He was also curious about what happened to Liu Yifei, who had once appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage, that made so many people rush to him for a solution.

The way to Zhang Chen’s dressing room is not far.

After all, he and his aunt, as regular guests of the Spring Festival Gala, basically have fixed dressing rooms, and the dressing rooms of these Spring Festival Gala regulars are not far apart.

So soon Zhang Chen arrived at the door of his dressing room.

When he pushed the door open, he saw a little face with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chen's head was full of question marks, but he still held the little girl's face with some heartache, "Who bullied you?"

Is there anyone who dares to mess with him these days?

"You!" Liu Yifei raised her little face and uttered a word pitifully.

"Me?" Zhang Chen pointed at himself in disbelief. "I wasn't even here just now. How could I be bullying you?"

But he felt relieved when he heard that it wasn't other people bullying Liu Yifei. And it sounded like he was the one who was bullying himself?

You need to listen to the reason carefully.

"You bully me because you're not here!" Liu Yifei retorted angrily.

The moment she saw Zhang Chen, her tear glands, which had been unable to hold back tears due to nervousness, showed signs of relaxing.

"Nervous?" Zhang Chen also guessed the reason.

"Yeah," Liu Yifei nodded a little embarrassedly.

I was so nervous that I cried. It was so embarrassing.

"You've been on the Spring Festival Gala and practiced on the live stage of The Voice of China. Why are you so nervous?"

"That's different!" Liu Yifei glanced at Zhang Chen unhappily, "Before, I was alone, but now I have to sing on the same stage with an international superstar like you. How can I not feel pressured?"

Although Liu Yifei has always wanted to complete a song with Zhang Chen.

But she didn't expect that she would start off with the Spring Festival Gala, which is watched by hundreds of millions of people. This group includes the vast majority of Chinese people, as well as overseas Chinese and overseas fans who often follow Zhang Chen's updates.

It is because of Zhang Chen’s presence that the attention paid to China’s Spring Festival Gala has reached new heights every year.

According to incomplete statistics, more than 2450 million foreigners watched the Spring Festival Gala through the international channel of Spoon TV last year. Especially when Zhang Chen took the stage, the number of viewers once reached 5500 million.

In other words, at least 3000 million people abroad watched the Chinese Spring Festival Gala because of Zhang Chen.

If we count Zhang Chen's many fans in China, then at least more than 6000 million people will watch Liu Yifei and international superstar Zhang Chen perform on the same stage during the Spring Festival Gala.

So no matter how calm she is, it's impossible for her not to be nervous at all.

And just now Zhang Chen said he had to go out for something, and he was gone for an hour.

The lack of a backbone made Liu Yifei, who was already extremely nervous, collapse psychologically and burst into tears.

After her makeup artist informed the Spring Festival Gala director team of Liu Yifei's situation, the whole group backstage at the Spring Festival Gala started looking for Zhang Chen.

"Just treat it normally. We've lived together for such a long time, so you don't have to be nervous about singing a song with me, right?"

"That's true, but I'm still nervous." Liu Yifei put her hand in Zhang Chen's palm, "Feel it."

Zhang Chen felt the chill brought by the little hand in his hand. He did not say anything, but began to rub the little hand with some heartache.

He still felt that this was not enough, and he took Liu Yifei's other hand in his own.

"It's useless." Liu Yifei shook her head. "There is heating in the dressing room, but I'm still sweating all the time."

"Have a cold?"

The temperature in Yanjing is below zero degrees this season, so it would be troublesome if you catch a cold.

"No." Liu Yifei shrank her neck and shuddered, "It's just that I was shaking all over from nervousness."

Zhang Chen sighed.

He knew what was going on.

When people are nervous to a certain level, they will secrete a large amount of adrenaline.

At this time, the body will begin to tremble uncontrollably.

It would be fine at normal times, but now it’s the Spring Festival Gala, and they will have to go on stage in a while.

What should we do now?
It is very fatal to be unable to get into the singing state. When people are nervous, their vocal cords are completely tense, and the singing voice can be a disaster.

And although both of them have recorded tapes as a backup, it is definitely best to sing it yourself in your best condition.

But Liu Yifei's current condition doesn't seem to allow it.

It’s difficult.

"Come." Zhang Chen walked to the side.

"What are you doing?" Although Liu Yifei was puzzled about what Zhang Chen was going to do, she still followed him.

The two walked along the way, passing by many celebrities.

Liu Yifei looked at the stars who were a little restrained because of Zhang Chen. While she found it funny, she seemed even more nervous.

Because she thought of Zhang Chen's identity from the reactions of these stars.

Zhang Chen is the helmsman of the largest entertainment company in China and the chairman of the largest private group company in China. He also represents the country's external image.

If she made a mistake in her performance with Zhang Chen
Thinking of this, her tear glands couldn't help but well up again.

"arrive."

Zhang Chen's words woke up Liu Yifei, who had already started walking with her head down.

When she looked up, she was surprised to find that the two of them had already reached a floor-to-ceiling window in a secluded corridor on this floor.

Liu Yifei raised her head and looked at Zhang Chen in confusion: "I'm going to go on stage in a while, why did you bring me here?"

"Look up at the sky." Zhang Chen pointed out the window.

Although Liu Yifei was anxious, she still patiently looked in the direction of Zhang Chen's finger.

She saw the night sky of Yanjing.

Unfortunately, because of the city lights, she couldn't see any stars except the lonely moon hanging in the sky.

However, the dark night formed a sharp contrast with the bright lights downstairs.

At this moment, Liu Yifei's heart also calmed down along with this picture.

"So beautiful." Liu Yifei walked to the window, leaned on the glass and began to look out greedily.

At this moment, she wanted to escape from the place that made her nervous.

She wanted to go to the place outside the window that made her feel at ease.

"want to go back home?"

Liu Yifei heard Zhang Chen's question, but she did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked out the window quietly.

Zhang Chen waited for a long time before he heard Liu Yifei's weak voice: "Hmm"

"Then." Zhang Chen also walked to the window, and looked out the window with Liu Yifei shoulder to shoulder, "Let's elope!"

"Elope?" Liu Yifei's brain froze for a moment, and she angrily hit the person next to her, "Isn't this how the word is used?"

"I don't know if what you said is appropriate." Zhang Chen grabbed Liu Yifei's hand, "But I know you need this feeling of wanting to escape reality and elope to that place."

Zhang Chen said this, pointing towards the lonely moon in the sky.

Liu Yifei also saw the moon. She stared at the faint light emitted by the moon through the glass with some obsession, and murmured: "Yes. I was listening to the song we were going to sing in the dressing room just now. I also want to be like what is written in the song."

"Same as in the song?" Zhang Chen chuckled, "It's still missing a little feeling."

"What?!" Before Liu Yifei could ask, her lips were blocked by Zhang Chen.

She stared at the face so close to her with wide eyes, a little stunned.

However, this kiss seemed to absorb the little tension and anxiety left in her heart. She slowly closed her eyes and began to enjoy this rare warmth.

Ten minutes later, the two reluctantly parted ways with each other.

"Now, it's just like what the song says." Zhang Chen scratched the little girl's nose with his finger, "The thief who stole your heart."

"Then I should be the one to sing that line of your lyrics." Liu Yifei smiled happily.

Zhang Chen didn't answer, but he also laughed out loud: "It's time to go. It doesn't matter if I can't sing well. The worst that can happen is that I can elope to an uninhabited island. Hahahaha."

"That makes sense!" Liu Yifei followed Zhang Chen and offered some advice, "You go hunting when the time comes! I'll be responsible for the food!"

The two walked side by side to their first performance on the same stage.

When the clock struck eight o'clock in the evening, Yanjing time, nearly 100 million viewers around the world tuned their TV channels to the Spoon Channel.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the TV screen, anticipating the new song of Zhang Chen, the world superstar, and also looking forward to Zhang Chen's first chorus with a girl on the Spring Festival Gala.

They want to know what Zhang Chen’s new song will be this year.

They also wanted to know how this girl could be so lucky to be chosen by Zhang Chen.

　You can guess which song it is, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)