Chapter 1550
Peace Talks
"Mr. Huang, we became friends after a fight."
"This is the third cup, shall we raise it together?"
After punishing himself with two cups, Zhang Yuan, with a deliberately humble air about these younger men, asked...
The other person slowly raised their glass.
Zhang Yuan finished his drink, but the other person only took a sip.
Upon seeing this, Huang Xiaomao's heart skipped a beat.
We made a special trip here, and they gave us face, but it seems like they didn't give us the full respect we deserved.
Teacher Huang is a seasoned veteran, having served as a senior executive in a large company, and has a deep understanding of human nature.
The higher the rank of a leader, the more they care about their image.
In any case, the other party will definitely feel that they have lost face.
There's a saying that goes, "Emperors have never admitted their mistakes."
Only a handful of officials issued edicts of self-reproach.
Most of the time, even when the emperor is wrong, he won't admit it. Not only will he not admit it, but he also won't allow others to say it.
The biggest failure of Emperor Yongzheng was that he would personally respond to people's criticisms.
His son, Emperor Qianlong, learned from this lesson.
Dad, your punches weren't hard enough or fast enough back then!
Why waste your breath talking to them?
They exterminated his entire clan.
Huang Xiaomao understood that this leader was still harboring resentment.
First of all, I certainly don't think I'm at fault.
They also had to protect their subordinates.
Therefore, Huang Xiaomao did not understand.
Why go to someone else's territory on purpose?
There is no home advantage here.
If we arrange to meet in Beijing, we'll have many acquaintances there, which will be useful.
Huang Xiaomao felt that on someone else's turf, the other party might not respond to you.
But he noticed that Zhang Yuan remained confident and composed.
He acted as if he didn't care at all, as if he was completely indifferent.
I suddenly felt confused and couldn't understand it.
Anyway, he didn't enjoy the meal at all, and on top of that, he had to take the blame, which made him even more unhappy.
"Mr. Huang, I've had a bit too much to drink right now, and I'd like to share a few thoughts with you."
Zhang Yuan pretended to be drunk and grasped the other person's hand.
"I heard from my subordinates that the root of our conflict actually lies with one person."
"That's the bald singer, right?"
“I spoke to the show’s director, Kim, and told him not to let this person advance.”
"That's how the rest of the story came about."
Mr. Huang squinted at him.
So you admit this is your refrigerator?
Admitting to my face that you did it is giving me leverage.
I don't think you're that smart.
He was alright in asking for help, and we had some connection; he was able to get me to come out.
But that's about it.
We'll settle this score later!
Putting everything else aside, we need to calculate our advertising revenue sharing slowly and meticulously.
I'll transfer the money to you after I've calculated everything thoroughly.
Maybe three to five months, maybe three to five years, it's all uncertain.
That's the power of a local bully!
They're like a sitting tyrant; they can drag you down with them.
If you don't get your money, go complain and sue them.
That would then become, "Who here is suing this official?"
In small businesses, the ability to sell things is a skill.
To do big business, the real skill is being able to recoup your investment.
It's like doing a construction project; they give you an IOU and you just have to wait for the money.
So how do we solve this problem?
“President Huang, I’d like to call you my elder brother.” Zhang Yuan suddenly became excited.
"You've really misunderstood me, brother!"
Mr. Huang even noticed that the guy squeezed out two clear tears.
Her voice was constantly shifting between cracking and not cracking, as if she was about to burst into tears of grievance at any moment.
When Huang Xiaomao saw him like this, he felt that it would be a waste of his talent to study at the Central Academy of Drama.
The fact that this passage wasn't included in the Beijing Film Academy's textbooks is a major loss for the Chinese film and television industry.
"I have something to show you."
Zhang Yuan took out his phone, opened the photo album, and clicked on a few photos.
Mr. Huang didn't pay attention at first, but he was taken aback after glancing at it a few times.
He then twitched his eyebrows a few times, as if trying to adjust his focus to make sure he could see clearly.
The photo shows a place with bright lights and bustling activity.
A group of people swayed and danced under the rose-red lights.
One of the bald heads stood out conspicuously and was easily spotted.
The same applies to the other photos.
Until I saw a few close-up photos taken with the focus zoomed in.
On the coffee table in front of the crowd are these items that are often seen in legal programs.
The man glanced at Zhang Yuan, who was holding up his phone, out of the corner of his eye, and remained silent.
It's not exactly a hangover cure.
"Mr. Huang, I've also heard some things that are related to the original singer of the song that the bald guy covered."
Mr. Huang: ...
Just as I was feeling relieved, the other party said it came up.
Zhang Yuan was certainly aware of the copyright issue.
But that's not what he wanted to say.
There's no need to expose the other person's shortcomings at this point.
The bald man used contraband without the other party's knowledge.
Not having copyright isn't just negligence; it's a complete lack of legal awareness and a disregard for human rights.
I use your things because I think highly of you (local accent).
"The original singer of this song." Zhang Yuan didn't even bother mentioning the name; he found it offensive. ...
Zhang Yuan leaned in and whispered a few words in his ear.
The other person's expression remained unchanged, but their eyes flickered slightly.
That brings us to two things.
Therefore, Zhang Yuan's request not to let this guy advance is perfectly reasonable.
So, do you believe he had no ulterior motives and did this for the sake of the show?
impossible!
Zhang Yuan knew the other party wouldn't believe him; they weren't children.
As long as there is a reasonable excuse that both parties can agree on, it will be fine.
Moreover, this Mr. Huang knew exactly what was going on as soon as he made the decision.
If the other party goes all out, I will feel very bad.
This means that when facing a powerful enemy, even if you can't win, you must ensure mutual destruction or make the other side understand that they will have to pay a huge price.
The 38th parallel was a site of ongoing fighting and negotiations for several years. War is an extension of politics, and interests, in turn, influence politics.
If someone is a leader and you make threats, that's a complete breakdown in relations.
Even if you don't say it, people can guess it.
I didn't report it for everyone's benefit, so we could all make money together.
If we can't make money together, I might not be doing it for everyone's benefit.
In addition, Mr. Huang thought about these other people.
As soon as we put pressure on them, they act like they're not cooperating and want to replace us. They're definitely doing it on purpose!
It's really hard to say whether this young man in front of me will fight to the death.
According to the Three-Body Problem, Zhang Yuan's threat level is at least 90% in the eyes of the other party.
But at least 10% are rational and can be communicated with.
Zhang Yuan once again adopted an apologetic stance today, indicating his willingness to continue the cooperation.
"You think I've been wronged?"
"I have no choice, I have nowhere to confide in."
"How should I explain it?"
"I can only keep it to myself, in case someone sees it and it gets leaked."
"I can only tell you, my older brother."
"I'm so frustrated, I can't even express it!" Zhang Yuan then raised his glass and took a big gulp.
After rolling his eyes a few times, the other person put on a smiling face.
"That's not how it works."
Misunderstandings are inevitable when you're traveling.
"Just like you said, you don't know someone until you fight with them."
"We're all doing this for the good of the show."
"You're absolutely right. No wonder you're a leader; you have such a broad perspective." Zhang Yuan quickly praised him while filling his cup.
"Long live understanding!"
With a clink, they toasted again.
After hesitating for a moment, the other person tilted their head back and downed the glass of wine.
“In that case, I will go back and have the company clarify that the show ‘The Voice of China’ has no intention of changing its platform.”
"We can't do without our station."
"In addition, I would like to apologize separately to the head of the variety show department."
"Could you please introduce me to someone? I'd really appreciate it."
Zhang Yuan believes in the saying, "A man's knees are worth more than gold."
But he believed more in Deng Ai's words in the old "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
"Being born into poverty is not a disgrace; a true man is one who can bend and stretch!"
The martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions.
The purpose of fighting and killing is to make others talk about human relationships and social etiquette.
It's no big deal if I'm a little soft-spoken, as long as I come back quickly when I'm counting the money.
After that, Huang Xiaomao noticed a sudden drop in pressure at the dinner table.
I left the restaurant in a daze after finishing my meal.
A gentle breeze from Yuhang on the road helped him regain a little clarity.
Zhang Yuan pulled him to a nearby noodle shop, where they each ordered a bowl of local specialty mixed noodles.
The so-called "banchuan" is a type of alkaline noodles served with freshly stir-fried noodles.
Zhang Yuan ordered a bowl of pork liver and chives, and Huang Xiaomao ordered a bowl of stir-fried pork kidneys.
"That wasn't a meal, that was a business dinner."
“Now this is what eating is all about.” He pointed to the bowl of noodles, then picked it up and ate heartily.
Huang Xiaomao also ate some to calm down.
However, he couldn't finish the food, so he put half a bowl of noodles and half of the pork kidneys into Zhang Yuan's bowl.
I thought to myself, being young is great, you can eat and drink a lot, and you have plenty of energy.
Not only can it eat and drink!
Huang Xiaomao stroked his chin, only now remembering.
What was the situation when we arrived?
I'm afraid of being ambushed.
But now I not only know the leaders of Zhejiang TV, but our relationship seems to be going well.
So after all that commotion, not only did they not fall out, their relationship actually got better than before.
I suspect my boss is a genius!
How can we turn something rotten into something magical?
What kind of people do people prefer to associate with?
Just like in "Let the Bullets Fly," they help whoever wins.
People are willing to follow those who can lead them to victory.
Therefore, Shu Han was idealistic, while Northern Wei was realistic.
He can now lead his men to victory, and even though Huang Xiaomao is much older than him, he is willing to work under him.
It's not just about money.
"Ah!" Zhang Yuan finished eating and put down the bowl.
That's enough for today, get some rest.
"There's still a lot to do after this."
"Aren't we going back?" Huang Xiaomao thought he could go home to see his wife and children.
"This is just the beginning; the matter is not yet resolved."
"The most crucial problem has not yet been solved." (End of Chapter)