Chapter 1579
A Pretense Turned into Reality
"Zhang Yuan, what do you mean!"
Upon hearing the shrill female voice coming from the phone, Zhang Yuan instinctively moved the phone away and then picked at his ear.
Why are you speaking so loudly!
I was in a pretty good mood.
With the launch of the second-generation Xiaomi phone, the valuation of its own investment has soared.
Despite being only two years old, if this company were to get a quote from a financial institution, it would definitely be in the tens of billions.
Because the first generation of mobile phones sold for about a year, the sales volume of 800 million units brought in more than a billion yuan in revenue.
A company with an annual turnover of over a billion yuan and is still profitable can easily be valued at tens of billions.
In other words, my shares are now worth 2 or 30 small goals, which is easily achievable.
In addition, YY Inc. is about to go public.
He doesn't now run around Chang'an Avenue shirtless, or have any of those delusions like Fan Jin after passing the imperial examination; it's all thanks to his strong mental fortitude.
Anyone else would easily go crazy with joy.
I was eating hotpot and singing when someone suddenly called, speaking to me in an accusatory tone.
Can this be tolerated?
"who!"
Who are you?
Of course, it's Xin Zhilei's agent, and also Liang Ting, who was once Zhen Zidan's agent.
"Oh, it's you." Only after the other person finished introducing themselves, puffing out their cheeks, did he realize who it was.
I thought to myself that women are just prone to emotional outbursts.
In his excitement, he forgot to introduce himself.
In this respect, his two female subordinates were much better; they were very calm and even a bit ruthless when faced with problems.
For a woman to succeed in this industry, she has to be even more ruthless than a man.
"What is it... I understand." He had also drunk a bit too much, and after composing himself, he spoke again.
"About Xin Zhilei, right?"
"It's Xin Lei!" the woman roared. "You have no right to use the name I gave her."
Seeing the other party's petty and calculating manner, Zhang Yuan felt helpless.
However, to be fair, while Liang Ting may not be good at much else, she is quite skilled at naming celebrities.
Zhang Yuan suspected that she could tell fortunes or knew an old Taoist priest.
Let's not even talk about Xin Zhilei. Cheng Yi's original name was Fu Shiqi, and Yin Zheng's original name was Tan Junpeng.
A quick comparison will show which name is easier to remember and pronounce.
But people get excited when they drink too much, and he was no exception.
When excited, I lose my usual rationality and humility.
"Xin Zhilei, Xin Zhilei, Xin Zhilei, I told you, what are you going to do about it?" Zhang Yuan said several times.
You've left the other person a bit confused. Are you really that naive?
"It's just a small-time celebrity's business."
Why are you throwing such a tantrum?
It was nothing to him, but to the other party it was a great humiliation.
Women are inherently emotional. Although he hasn't named anyone recently, his actions of forming cliques to support Zhao and oppose Zhen have made the other party feel that his current attempts to poach my artists are an attempt to "ruthlessly eliminate" them!
So the two of them couldn't find common ground.
Zhang Yuan wanted to discuss the matter objectively, but the other party was emotional.
"Let's terminate the contract according to the agreement, and we can discuss how much compensation we should get."
He thought that Xin Zhilei was just a nobody now, so how much could she lose?
Even if you dismantle her and sell her, she wouldn't be worth much.
Consider it the cost of raising her, including renting a house, sending her to school, and finding resources for her.
I don't believe you can spend millions on her; if you have that money, you should spend it yourself.
If all else fails, they can go to court; that's nothing new in the industry.
Unlike Ju Jingyi in later years, Xin Zhilei didn't monopolize most of her former employer's profits, so when she wanted to terminate her contract, the company would do everything in its power to destroy her.
Your lousy company only has a few pieces of "scrap metal," and even if you put them all together, it wouldn't cost as much as I spend on my annual meeting. Why are you making such a big fuss?
His position has changed, his worth has changed, and he can no longer understand the other party.
He thought it was no big deal, but others thought it was a matter of life and death.
“It’s normal for artists to move around; everyone comes and goes.”
"There's no need to be angry. Let's part amicably. I'll have her go back and visit when I have time."
He tried his best to persuade them, but unexpectedly, the other party hit his "weak spot".
"A clean break?"
"So, did you and Yao Cheng part ways amicably?"
"Why don't you let her go home and visit her?"
"What did you do to her?!"
Women tend to speak without thinking when they are emotional.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Watch out, or I'll sue you for defamation!"
"She's slandering me!"
I originally wanted to have a good talk and reach a peaceful conclusion.
But if you speak like this, making baseless accusations against me, then I, the abbot, will have to have something to say to you.
Therefore, when it comes to discussing matters, those who are good at talking can accomplish things, while those who are bad at speaking can turn good things into bad things.
Zhang Yuan was very angry because his tail had been stepped on.
You've ruined my fun!
Can what happened between me and Yao Cheng be called "getting things done"?
How could you slander someone's innocence like this?
What I did was... I just messed with her.
Zhang Yuan tried to come up with an excuse for a long time, but couldn't find one because of the effects of alcohol, so he simply gave up pretending.
"Since that's what you think, why do you insist on tearing things apart and making everyone feel awkward?"
"Then don't blame me for being impolite."
What do you want?
"Are you selling your company?" Zhang Yuan asked, offering to buy the whole thing outright.
Liang Ting: ...
"I was just kidding."
"I wouldn't take it even if you sold it to me."
Liang Ting: ...
"Okay, I'll give you a chance to apologize. Just say sorry, and we'll let it go."
"3, 2, 1... Time's up!"
The other person was completely speechless and couldn't even open their mouth.
"I'll tell you what I'm going to do next."
"I want all the artists in your company."
"I'll accept them as long as they're willing to come. I'll make that clear tomorrow."
"Let me help you verify just how loyal your artists really are."
"Bye." Without giving the other party a chance to refute, he hung up and blocked them.
Then, the music started playing and the dancing continued.
I don't even know how much I drank. I mixed white wine, red wine, beer, and foreign liquor, and downed glass after glass.
The next morning, he woke up in his own bed, clutching his head.
After getting up, I realized I couldn't pull the blanket up, and that someone was next to me.
Looking at the graceful, fair-skinned figure from behind, he was momentarily stunned, unable to recall who it was.
It took me several seconds to react, but at least I didn't completely forget what happened.
"hiss……"
Last night, after the party ended, he acted on instinct... instinctively, he felt that celebrations couldn't be complete without pretty girls.
On his way home, passing through the HD district, he suddenly had a brilliant idea and directed Brother Long, who was driving, to take a detour to the North Film Academy.
Then I called XJ.
It's past midnight; the dormitories and school gates are already closed.
So he took a step back, twisted his waist, and took a few steps back. Then, with a sprint, he stepped over the school wall.
The assistant and bodyguards were dumbfounded.
"Zhang Yuan's skills are amazing..."
“If he were a thief, even barbed wire wouldn’t stop him,” the assistant said, craning his neck.
"Yes, it's fortunate that he's an actor; doing anything else wouldn't benefit society at all," Brother Long commented.
Less than five minutes later, they saw him return.
And he didn't come back alone; he was carrying a girl in pajamas in his arms.
Using the trees beside the wall, he kicked the wall and then kicked the tree trunk for leverage, leaping onto the top of the wall before landing easily with the person in his arms.
"Hurry up, let's go, or the security guards will catch up with us later."
After throwing Naza, who had just fallen asleep and was still in his pajamas and looking completely bewildered, into the car, he urged his two friends to leave.
Seeing that he had snatched a pretty girl out, Brother Long stepped on the gas and sped away.
All the way, until he carried her into the yard, XJ didn't understand.
"My dorm room is on the second floor?"
How did he get in through the window?
After that, she had no time to think.
In reality, after arriving at the dormitory building, he climbed up to the second floor using the air conditioner unit. At that time, Chenlong was already his grandson.
The key point is that he got a little angry after arriving near the Beijing Film Academy.
It's not just women who get inflamed.
He also thought about how those guys at the Beijing Film Studio wouldn't let him go to school.
snort!
If the Beijing Film Academy won't let me attend, will the students at the Beijing Film Academy also prevent me from attending?
They carried her directly out of her dorm bed and down the stairs through the window.
He had already left before the other girls in the dormitory had even turned on the lights.
Fortunately, they were all half asleep and didn't call the police.
Thankfully, the baby wasn't switched at birth.
I'll carry it home for the dorm supervisor again...
"I really have to quit drinking this time," he muttered to himself, looking in the mirror.
The best snack to go with drinks isn't Brother Qian's cold appetizers, but RMB (Chinese currency).
He hadn't been this drunk in years.
"Hehehe..."
He was about to take a shower when he heard a soft laugh behind him.
XJ girl smiled innocently.
"Last night was so exciting."
Zhang Yuan was startled when he heard this.
"Specifically... how exactly will this stimulation be conducted?"
Will I never be a bachelor again?
It could lead to another death.
"You carried me around the school like we were in a martial arts movie." The girl smiled, her eyes narrowed, clearly very happy.
That puts my mind at ease...
There was no risk of "newly created people," but from then on, a campus legend emerged at Beijing Film Academy.
They say there are evil spirits in the school that snatch girls at night to take home as their ghost wives.
Thankfully, cameras aren't that advanced these days.
I checked the accounts with this girl to confirm the details of last night and made sure there were no problems.
There are definitely a lot of bad people in this world.
XJ told him that she had been using tape to stick her ears on her head every night before going to sleep.
Because some people mocked her for having protruding ears, saying she looked like a monkey.
Even with her appearance, people can still find angles to say she's ugly.
It can only be said that people who hate you will always find a way to humiliate you.
It has nothing to do with whether you are good or bad.
Even someone as beautiful as her can feel insecure because of what others think.
Humans are really strange creatures.
He was comforting the other person when Xin Zhilei called him.
"Teacher Zhang..."
"I told you to just call me by my name."
"Zhang Yuan, my boss called me in the middle of the night yesterday and said he was going to sue me."
After listening, he rubbed his head, remembering what he had said last night.
The other party must be annoyed.
"And then, are there any other questions?"
“I heard that she also demanded that other artists in the company sign supplementary contracts, setting very high penalties for breach of contract.”
Xin Zhilei received a call from Fu Shiqi, who is Cheng Yi. The two had filmed two dramas together and were quite familiar with each other.
The other party asked her what was wrong, and the boss went crazy.
Zhang Yuan realized that he had provoked the other party.
"Just don't sign it. I'll have the company's legal department review your contract to find out exactly how much compensation you'll have, what the costs of litigation will be, and the lawyer's fees. I'll pay for all of that."
"You don't need to worry."
This put the girl with thick lips at ease.
She was afraid that Zhang Yuan would change his mind, and then the company would retaliate against her, leaving her in a lose-lose situation.
Not long after, Yang Siwei called him.
"There are rumors circulating that you're trying to steal the artists from Donnie Yen's manager. Is that true?"
"Sigh..." He wanted to say, "I drank too much and acted impulsively."
After a brief explanation, the fat woman was speechless.
"Boss, this is how it is now."
"You need to understand your own situation."
"A single word from you might feel like a mountain to someone else."
The other party criticized him in a more palatable way.
"Should we clarify the situation, or continue down the wrong path?"
"I choose C," Zhang Yuan said, indicating he wouldn't choose either.
"Just let it pass quietly, don't respond."
"You pretend you don't know."
The fat woman felt mentally exhausted.
In other companies, it's the artists who cause trouble; in our company, it's the boss who causes trouble.
However, just as she said, Zhang Yuan didn't understand his current situation.
Just like how Jun'er's casual remarks are often over-interpreted.
His words last night also caused the other party to overreact, as if facing a formidable enemy.
And they were in a state of panic, constantly battling wits with the air.
The intention was to use supplementary contracts to strengthen the binding force on the artists, but it had the opposite effect.
The artists have all heard that their boss has offended the person who just led the team to break through the Hong Kong entertainment circle's defenses.
Is this company still worth staying at?
So, when Zhang Yuan dropped XJ off at school and headed out to Hong Kong for a brand event, Zeng Jia called him again.
“Some artists from Liang Ting’s group have contacted us.”
"They asked us if all her artists received the same treatment."
"No... okay, send me the information, I'll take a look first."
Oh no, the fake has become real.
I didn't even exert any force, and the opponent was about to be disintegrated from within.
Am I that powerful now?
Zhang Yuan suspected that if this were ancient times, his men might already be bringing him the other man's head as a pledge of loyalty.
The sheer size and overwhelming strength left the opponent utterly powerless to even put up a fight.
Huang Baiming also called him.
"Zhang Sheng, stop!"
"You said the other day that it was over, why are you still holding onto it now?"
As an investor in Donnie Yen's bullets, he naturally had to inquire about it after hearing about it.
After Zhang Yuan gave his explanation, the other party still didn't believe him.
You little rascal, you're really wicked. You say it was an accident or a coincidence, and I'd believe you!
"How about this, there's a party in a few days, it's for high-end people."
“Younger generations of the financial sector and prominent families.”
"Come along too, let's talk face to face, let's not fight to the death."
The other party thought he was going to have another good fight.
Even Huang Baiming's first reaction after learning about this was to contact Zhen Zidan and ask him if he had provoked Zhang Yuan.
I'm completely lost even with the international team. I haven't dared to go online these past few days. Who provoked whom?
"I really didn't!"
"Whether it's there or not, it's like this."
No matter how he explained, it was no use.
This has even made him want to write "The Great Righteousness Awakening Record 2.0".
When he attended the Dior event, he didn't look too good throughout.
But his stern expression seems to better suit the brand's "high-end" image.
After the event, he chatted with the regional manager and proactively suggested the possibility of deeper cooperation.
He is currently just an ambassador for Dior's bespoke menswear and men's fragrances.
He wants a global spokesperson, or at least a general agent for the Asian region.
Money is another matter, but I need to elevate the class.
The other party couldn't answer in person, only saying they would discuss it with the company.
He instructed Zeng Jia to continue making contact.
At the same time, they rushed to the next event.
It wasn't a brand event or a business activity, but a private gathering.
He arranged to meet Huang Xiaoming and his girlfriend in Hong Kong. (End of Chapter)