Chapter 1665
Trouble
In the evening, after Nicholas Tse had rested, the company booked a restaurant lobby for a group dinner.
Having a good meal and drinks is also a way to reassure people.
Zhang Yuan specially added a few dishes to the main table.
Stir-fried pork liver with soy sauce, stir-fried pork kidneys, three-whip soup...
"I ordered this especially for you, to help you recover." Zhang Yuan looked at Young Master Xie, who often seemed absent-minded throughout the meal.
Nicholas Tse looked at the dishes, then at him.
Judging from his expression, it seemed like he wanted to curse, but couldn't bring himself to say it.
As the saying goes, a woman is like a wolf at thirty, a tiger at forty, and a... at fifty...
"I'll eat it, I'll eat it, okay?" He lowered his head and picked up some food.
"The brothers are all doing this for you." Zhang Yuan patted his shoulder.
The reason he seemed a bit distracted during the social event was because there was another one coming up.
The pop diva has to go to Wuhan the day after tomorrow to prepare for her next concert.
Everyone's busy, let's take advantage of the time to communicate more.
As for how the two communicated, Zhang Yuan didn't ask in detail.
One had two daughters, and the other had two sons; they shouldn't need my help with communication.
"While you're still here, let me tell you about the plans for the future." Zhang Yuan served him a bowl of soup.
"That money will arrive in your account later."
That's the money used to issue the letter of understanding.
Including his salary over the years, it amounts to more than 3000 million.
Mr. Li's salary is very high. Zhang Yuan gave him almost double the salary he received in Hong Kong in order to set up the company.
So this person is very proud, proud of receiving a double salary.
Now, of course, he should vomit it up.
Zhang Yuan proved with facts that the "anti-corruption allowance" is undesirable and invalid.
Because human greed is limitless.
If you earn 10,000 and spend 10,000, you'll start wanting 20,0
If you earn 20,000, and your spending increases to 20,000, you'll want 40,000, and so on, endlessly.
Like many celebrities, they earn a lot of money, yet they still shamelessly try to make money.
Because consumers' appetites will only grow larger, spending tens of millions a year, with tens of thousands spent on takeout alone, how can they not work themselves to the bone to make money?
Therefore, cultivating one's mind is very important. One must understand what one truly wants and needs, rather than consuming for the sake of consumption.
People can't make money outside of their understanding, like this Mr. Li.
Not only did he have to return his salary, but he also had to sell the house and car he bought in Shanghai with his illegal income from the past few years, and add an apartment he owned in Hong Kong to "buy himself out of jail".
He didn't realize what kind of person his boss was, which is a cognitive deficiency of his.
Now that he's "lost his luck," he feels that Zhang Yuan did this to swindle money from him.
That's what I said when I spoke with Nicholas Tse alone.
"He tricked me into coming to the mainland to be slaughtered!"
And when he returns to Hong Kong, he will tell his friends the same thing, and they will believe him.
It's not because Zhang Yuan is evil, but because they have been promoting the idea that mainlanders are inherently bad for years.
Just like many people on the island believe that as long as they travel to the mainland, they will be dissected without anesthesia and broken into pieces.
The claim that there are no cities in mainland China is based on photos and videos created with Photoshop and AI, showing only rural areas and illegal coal mines.
People actually believe it.
There's no need to laugh at them, because many mainland Chinese also view Southeast Asian countries in the same way.
It takes at least one or two generations to change stereotypes.
Nicholas Tse wouldn't tell Zhang Yuan what the other party said.
He also needs to see what his buddy is planning to do.
At the same time, they didn't want to believe he was that kind of person.
Zhang Yuan's words at that moment confirmed his thoughts.
"I believe this money should not be shared as a bonus, profit sharing or other form of compensation with any employees or management, including the two of us."
Otherwise, wouldn't that just be confiscating property and using it as a form of military pay?
“I think this money should be used for its intended purpose. Since it is a loss for the company, it should be used for the company’s benefit.”
"It should be used for equipment, especially employee computers, and for upgrading rendering server clusters."
"In terms of office expansion, as well as increased staffing and future salary payments."
"The Chinese film market is booming right now, and these investments will bring rich returns in the future."
After hearing what he said, Nicholas Tse breathed a sigh of relief and his last doubts were dispelled.
My buddy has a long-term vision and a broad perspective.
Guo Fan, who was standing nearby, had a different perspective on the topic of magnanimity.
But the overall situation remains the same.
I don't need this little bit of money, I'm in a hurry to cook the rice.
It's too shameful to pocket the fine money.
Nicholas Tse wouldn't be happy either, since he was the one who introduced the person, and he would definitely not accept taking a cut of the money he swindled from the other party.
This is the most reasonable approach now, and it also frees up funds for Guo Fan's future operations.
Of course, he also anticipated that Guo Fan would definitely take kickbacks from the equipment.
Anyone in this position would do the same thing; too much clarity leaves no room for fish.
As long as it's not too excessive, it's fine.
Guo Fan is also very nervous now, especially after receiving that list.
How to handle this has become a major problem.
They need to express their "green onion and orange" sentiment while ensuring they don't provoke fierce resistance.
Otherwise, they will inevitably have to take the blame for eliminating dissidents.
He felt this wasn't a list, but a test question.
Having a law background, I've picked up some of the flaws of a test-taker.
Let him figure it out himself.
A few days later, he and Young Master Xie boarded a plane together.
Zhang Yuan arrived in Hong Kong, a city he had always been loyal to.
It was the same private room in the restaurant.
The solid wood table that he cracked has been replaced.
I feel a little sorry for her.
It's not the restaurant that's heartbroken, it's him.
I lost over 100,000 yuan...
Indian rosewood.
Impulsive spending is an example of this.
What's even more infuriating is that he was quite happy when he arrived at the destination today.
After all, those Hong Kong business leaders had all heard that he had dealt with his subordinates' rebellion with swift and decisive action.
These old foxes understood what he meant; they weren't fools.
This incident reveals the path he's taken.
As long as the accounts are balanced, we'll let this matter rest and not hold it against each other.
Whether they wrote it in a little notebook behind their backs is not something they should know.
They became much more attentive to him.
"Come on, come on, have some abalone."
"We have freshly arrived lobsters today."
"And this soup is made with 60-year-old dried tangerine peel, which is very good for your health."
Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "Isn't 60-year-old dried tangerine peel a bit rotten?"
Two or three decades is one thing, but the people of Guangdong seem to have a strange obsession with the idea of something being aged for years.
Go ahead and drink it; it's their kind offer.
They must have known he was coming, so they specially arranged for the restaurant to make the meal; it was very expensive.
"I am here today to express my gratitude."
"Thank you for your cooperation in the audit."
"It's also an apology."
"I apologize for my behavior last time."
"I acted impulsively."
"Please forgive me, everyone," he said sincerely.
"It's nothing, it's all for work."
"Yes, it's all for the sake of going public."
"It was just a little misunderstanding, it's okay."
The crowd echoed in agreement.
Everyone was in high spirits, highlighting a tacit understanding.
Zhang Yuan often feels that his acting skills are sufficient for the film crew, but he is at a disadvantage at dinner parties.
He stood up and picked up his glass.
I dropped my knife when I sat down, and when I bent down to pick it up, I found that the table had been changed.
It definitely needs to be replaced. You can't just glue something together with super glue and keep using it in such a high-end place.
Even if it's completely covered by a tablecloth, it still has to be a good table; that's what class is.
When Zhang Yuan realized that the quality seemed a bit too high—it used to be made of small-leaf sandalwood, but now the grain and luster made it look like golden nanmu—he was surprised.
After I lost over 100,000 yuan, you replaced it with a table that was at least 10 times more expensive. What does that mean?
I suspect this shabby shop is trying to scam me!
Having confirmed that these individuals were "honest," or at least demonstrated their honesty, he was finally able to return to the capital with peace of mind.
Having missed several days of classes, I had to submit a note to make up for it and greet each teacher individually.
With Liu Tianchi as the homeroom teacher, all of this is easy to handle.
After attending a World History of Performing Arts class in the morning, I wandered around until lunchtime.
The Central Academy of Drama's cafeteria is alright, especially the stir-fries in the faculty cafeteria.
As for why a student like him could go to the teachers' cafeteria, it's quite reasonable that many teachers were happy to treat him to a meal.
Although the food was alright, he didn't dare to eat too much.
Because the first class in the afternoon is Cheng Hao's performance class.
I get nervous whenever I attend his class, and I tend to feel nauseous if I eat too much.
He wondered if children whose biological mothers were teachers would feel the same way.
But he felt that the analogy was not quite appropriate.
It's just really annoying.
Then, something even more annoying happened.
As he leaned against a stone bench in the small garden, observing the youthful energy of the passersby, his cell phone rang in his pocket.
He took it out and saw that it was a call from Lazy Sheep.
He cleared his throat, adopted a serious expression, and answered the call.
"Hello, I'm not in a good position to talk to you right now."
"Because we are sworn enemies. I am a student at the Central Academy of Drama, and you are a student at the Beijing Film Academy."
"We are destined to fight!"
His tone was full of fatalism, as if they were Romeo and Juliet.
Harry Potter and Voldemort would also work.
Or Lei Jun and Dong Mingzhu could also work...
But he continued his jokes as always, without responding to that same clear, crisp laughter that had lost a little bit of its childishness.
All I got in return was seriousness and a hint of annoyance.
"I'm not in the mood for jokes."
"I have a question for you now, and you must answer it seriously." Xiaolongnu's voice sounded a little hoarse.
She is currently filming "The Four Great Constables".
The second and third parts of this film were shot together, similar to the Lord of the Rings model. After being filmed together, they were edited into two parts for release.
Unlike "Red Cliff," which was filmed but had to be split into two parts due to time constraints, this film is not like "Red Cliff."
It was planned from the beginning to sell two copies.
It was quite tough; we had to film continuously for almost half a year.
Therefore, Zhang Yuan believed that her hoarse voice was due to fatigue.
But actually, she was angry.
She's the kind of person who oscillates between being carefree and meticulous.
It all depends on her mood.
When they're happy, they can be quite carefree.
But he is quite meticulous when he is working.
At first, I didn't think much of it when I joined the crew. Everyone was filming, and occasionally we would have dinner or get together after get off work. Everything was normal.
She was especially happy to have Deng Chao, such a cheerful and lively person, around.
But as she continued filming, she noticed something was wrong.
Deng Chao seems to be getting a little too close to her.
It's not that she suspects the other person has feelings for her; he's married, yet he often visits her on set, indicating she has a good relationship with the couple.
It just feels a bit like "pre-made food" in their intimacy.
I can't quite put my finger on it, but it feels weird.
Once a woman's intuition kicks in, it's hard to stop.
Although she doesn't use it much, and compared to those scheming women, her sixth sense is extremely dull, it's not like she has none at all.
She later discovered that the staff's attitude towards her was different from when they were filming the first movie.
The director, producer, cinematographer, etc., all have a pre-made feel to them.
Even more serious is that Wu Xiubo, who had scenes with her in the film, didn't even chat with her except for greetings.
At first, she thought the other person thought she was too young, a child, and there was nothing to say.
It took several months to figure out the reason.
It took several months for him to realize this, which shows how big his mind was.
"Wu Xiubo was sick and late, causing the filming to be delayed. Was that your fault?!" She rarely used such a stern tone.
Zhang Yuan was not used to it.
"This matter..."
"I want to hear the truth."
"It has something to do with me; we were drinking that day."
"It's good that you admit it!" she said indignantly. "I know exactly what it is."
"The other person was talking nonsense and was disrespectful to me, so you made them drink alcohol, which caused them to have health problems."
Am I right?
"That's about right." Zhang Yuan fanned himself by pulling up the collar of his short-sleeved shirt, feeling that the air was a bit too hot.
It's getting a bit hot, family members.
"Do you think this is the right thing to do?" Sisi sighed and asked in return.
"First of all, you have caused physical harm to others."
"It's not good for either you or him."
"If someone is critically ill, you could face a lawsuit because of it."
"Also, I'm not unaware of, nor have I never seen, middle-aged men talking nonsense after drinking."
"Although I don't like social engagements, I've attended quite a few."
"Just ignore it."
"You know perfectly well that I can handle this myself."
"But you did this, is it for my sake, or for your own pride and face?"
"Furthermore, your actions caused the production crew to postpone the project, resulting in losses, not just financial ones, but also because everyone's schedules are very valuable."
"These things have been attributed to me without my knowledge."
"What will those who have suffered losses think? How will they view me?"
She felt she had been wronged and that it would be inappropriate to apologize or not.
“That’s all I have to say.” She sniffed a few times as she spoke.
"Deng Chao is my friend!"
"You had my friend spy on me?"
How could you do such a thing?
"What you're doing is depriving me of my personal freedom."
"And how can I be friends with Chao after this?"
She became more and more upset as she talked.
"You interfere with my work and my friendships, and both have had a negative impact."
"Have you become arrogant because you've been quite successful these past few years?"
"How could you do things like this?"
Zhang Yuan was stunned by what she said.
From her perspective, that's definitely the case.
It's rare to be speechless.
He remained silent, and the other person also remained silent.
After a short while, perhaps after venting his emotions, he felt a sense of release.
It's caused by excessive pressure.
Zhang Yuan heard faint sobbing coming from the phone.
It's small and very light.
And it's fleeting.
"You should at least have told me."
Tell me all of this.
"I told you before that you have to tell me everything."
Why is this situation still occurring?
"This one……"
I don't want to talk to you anymore!
He had already figured out how to respond when the other party hung up the phone, clearly upset.
When talking about something, especially when you feel wronged, you tend to feel more and more wronged and emotional the more you talk.
As she spoke, she began to cry.
Zhang Yuan looked at the phone that was beeping, and scratched his head with a grin.
Trouble! (End of Chapter)