Chapter 1696

A Mother's Status Rises with Her Son

Zhang Yuan was just applying foam to his head when he heard a scream coming from the bedroom.

The hotel room he stayed in wasn't a standard room; it was only a few square meters.

He and the film crew requested to stay in a presidential suite, with a bedroom and bathroom that was about 50 square meters, and there were turns, partitions and doors in the middle.

Even though it was so big and so far away, and there was still the sound of dripping water on his side, the screams were still able to penetrate so many layers and reach his ears.

And the howling was particularly eerie!

It's not just tragic; it's a sound that even most horror movies can't produce.

They were howling like wild beasts.

It gave him a fright.

"what happened?"

His first thought was, "Has a bad guy broken into the room?"
I thought to myself, "I probably won't."

This hotel is quite upscale and relatively safe.

It's not impossible for them to kidnap and extort people like me, but the probability is low.

A thought suddenly occurred to him, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this Siamese girl has ruined him?

That would be troublesome!

Zhang Yuan didn't seem to care much for this Siamese girl.

Everyone gets what they need; getting involved in relationships is too expensive.

Talking about money is the least likely way to hurt your finances.

He was afraid that something might happen to the other party, especially something serious. If someone died, he would be in deep trouble.

I was lying still for a while, and I started yelling after I washed for a bit.

This situation is very likely due to the previous adrenaline buildup.

Just like many people who are in car accidents, they don't feel any pain at the time, and their minds are even very clear and their senses are extremely sensitive.

But once the adrenaline hits, you'll see.

They were all howling like ghosts.

There was also a previous overseas motocross competition where a rider whose performance had always been mediocre suddenly won the championship, and by a large margin.

The event organizing committee felt there was a problem.

Because in the past, there have often been people who cheated in marathons, using all sorts of bizarre yet simple methods, such as taking taxis or subways.

Go ahead and investigate.

Upon investigation, it was discovered that halfway through the ride, a black bear suddenly appeared in the woods and chased after the rider.

The pedals were almost kicked off, and sparks were flying from the chain.

Doping and cheating? That's too low-level.

Learn about survival instinct and adrenaline.

This is exactly what Zhang Yuan is afraid of!

He was in great pain on the spot, but if he sought medical attention in time, the problem would not be serious.

What's truly worrisome is the force that comes back up; that's when the problem becomes serious.

I ran out quickly, without even rinsing off the shower gel.

Human life is at stake, so don't wash it.

My feet were wet, and I slid across the floor to the bedside.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

He quickly asked in Thai.

My eyes were so captivated by the shampoo that I had to rub it several times before I could see it clearly.

This sight terrified him!
The Siamese girl, who was just moments before savoring the afterglow, is now grimacing and disheveled.

He covered his groin on the bed, curled up, and rolled around.

Zhang Yuan: !!!
I quickly took two steps forward, but as soon as I got close, I felt something was wrong.

Because he found something on the bed, beside the woman who was rolling around on the bed, wailing in pain.

Syringe!

That is, a syringe.

Ah!
Zhang Yuan had just taken two steps forward when he saw this thing, and he was so frightened that he took two steps back!
What the hell!

No way?
I'm the anti-drug ambassador of the Sanlitun Police Station!
He knew that prostitution, gambling, and drugs were rampant in Southeast Asia.

Although it will be several years before hemp leaves are legal in Siam.

But behind the scenes, there are many illegal activities.

Being so close to the Golden Triangle, this kind of thing is too easy to obtain in Siam.

Gambling, prostitution, and drugs are inseparable.

Drugs can stimulate people to gamble and can also control women to engage in prostitution.

Then those who made money from pornography would use it to buy pornographic drugs, and so on.

There are very few countries in the world that govern as strictly as China; most regions treat things like the Party as a joke.

What's quite counterintuitive is that the major drug-producing countries in Asia are not places like Siam, Annam, and Cambodia, which are often portrayed in the news media.

India is the largest consumer country!
The problem of hundreds of millions of people using prohibited substances is serious and rampant to an appalling degree.

This situation is related to the proliferation of generic drugs in India, and also to religion.

After all, almost every religion in the world has cases of using hallucinogenic plants to achieve so-called communication with gods and out-of-body experiences.

A country with hundreds of millions of people using drugs still wants to industrialize and modernize...

I don't have the ability to know.

Compared to ordinary physical discomfort, Zhang Yuan was more afraid of this.

Because if I mess this girl up and she ends up in the hospital, and the media finds out, at most I'll be accused of having questionable conduct.

At that time, the ethical standards on the internet were not that high, so it wasn't a big problem to do some public relations work yourself.

But if this girl ends up in the hospital because of drug use, and I get dragged into it too, that would be a huge problem!
in the country, once you're labeled with this tag, you'll be ostracized by the authorities, which is very troublesome.

First of all, my positions in various associations and the like are definitely over.

He became increasingly worried, pondering whether to take the patient to the hospital or to use other emergency measures, such as administering large amounts of water, taking a cold bath, inducing vomiting, or lavaging the stomach.

But just as he was thinking this, he realized something was wrong!

He glanced at the bed again, especially at the syringe.

It only has the tube body, not the syringe.

Hey?
He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the girl.

She wasn't wearing any clothes, so it would be easier to manipulate her.

Zhang Yuan scanned him from head to toe.

He did his homework very well when he was filming "Protégé".

HLY is often used to commit malicious acts with syringes.

Newbies go for the arms, veterans use their legs, and the truly deadly "opening a window" is to stab the neck.

However, he found neither any remaining syringes on the girl nor, upon closer inspection, numerous old needle marks.

There were none on the arms, elbows, thighs, or buttocks.

That's strange.

She took out a syringe but did not use the needle, and there were no signs of syringe use on her body.

Zhang Yuan felt increasingly puzzled, and then a thought flashed through his mind, so he reached out and took the syringe.

I brought it to my mouth and nose and took a gentle sniff.

Zhang Yuan: ...

A familiar smell.

too ripe.

How familiar was it...? It was so familiar that it came out of my body.

He closed his eyes, sighed, and turned to rummage through the trash can next to the bed.

Find a few used "umbrellas" inside.

Without exception, they were all completely empty.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the person who was still rolling around on the bed, but had calmed down a bit.

He calmed himself down, stopped panicking, grabbed a drink, sat down on the sofa, and steadily looked at the Siamese girl.

After about ten minutes, he finally sat up, clutching his genitals and swaying.

Her eyes flickered as she looked at him.

Zhang Yuan looked back at her and spoke at the same time.

"Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up."

"You should know how to clean it."

"Or I can send my people to help you."

The girl shook her head vigorously, struggling to get up and limping towards the bathroom.

Zhang Yuan sighed, rubbing his forehead.

He already understood the situation.

The purpose is already quite clear.

They just see that my company is about to go public and that I'm very successful, so they want to make a big profit!
The other party must have planned this in advance, packing the tools in a bag and carrying them with them.

So when she lay there unable to move after she finished, she was probably faking it.

Let yourself lower your guard.

This also avoids being pulled into the same washing area.

Only then does she have time to be alone and do this.

Good at shrewd calculations, clear-headed.

But it's best to use it as soon as possible.

This will maximize the success rate.

If you succeed, a year later, the Siamese girl will come to you with her child.

They want money, houses, and resources.

You won't give it to me?
Okay, I'll expose you in the media, and we'll break up.

Ultimately, the solution is simply to provide financial support; that's how wealthy people handle things.

When the children grow up, a family drama is bound to unfold, with them even fighting over the inheritance.

This kind of thing has happened throughout history and across the world; it's not unusual.

Zhang Yuqi later remarried, found that man, and had two more children with the help of technology. Why?
The man claimed that his company was going to go public and would be worth billions in the future.

They only turned against each other after they discovered he was a hollow master.

This is why it's impossible for a person to earn money beyond their own understanding.

Zhang Yuqi's cognitive level is very low; that's all she's capable of.

That company is just pretending to go public; even if it does, it will only be worth a few billion at most.

Zhang Yuan's company is definitely going to go public. After the IPO, billions of dollars will be nothing to them. How could they not be tempted?

Those in Macau are all tempted, otherwise why would they keep sending their daughters over?

Moreover, she is just a minor actress from the small country of Siam.

One successful vote, and you're set for life!

Why bother acting anymore? Just relax and enjoy life from now on.

That's exactly what Isabella Leong did, and she was largely successful. Although she didn't get married, she's lived a life of comfort, receiving a monthly allowance and being gifted luxury homes.

Wang Sicong also encountered this kind of thing.

This kind of thing is very common in wealthy circles; there are too many women with ulterior motives.

Everyone wants to achieve instant success, doesn't want to work hard, and just wants to lie down and enjoy life.

This kind of thing is low-cost and high-return; as long as you're ruthless enough and have a clear goal, many people can do it.

but!

Zhang Yuan is no ordinary person.

This is the only thing the other party overlooked.

He is very cautious, especially when he is out.

In addition, there are reminders from "sages".

When I was filming "The Expendables 2", I chatted with Schwarzenegger, Stallone, and Bruce Willis, and these guys talked about their romantic escapades.

Schwarzenegger was mocked by the two men as soon as he mentioned it.

After all, this man had a son with the nanny.

This isn't uncommon among action stars; Chen Long also has a daughter. Li Lianjie, on the other hand, abandoned his wife and child to remarry.

Bruce Willis is decent in his approach and cautious.

Stallone isn't stupid either. Although he has many children, he doesn't have any with the gold digger Schwarzenegger gave him.

That blonde woman had children from several marriages and enjoyed living off alimony.

Only Sylvester Stallone managed to escape the situation and never had a child with her.

Of course, I also got ripped off quite a bit.

That's still better than Schwarzenegger, who has a bad reputation and gets extorted.

The three of them bickering is quite interesting, revealing each other's secrets.

On many occasions, the three of them took turns being like-minded people and shared their experiences with each other.

As we chatted, the topic turned to preventing women from tampering with things.

Each of them is worth over a hundred million US dollars and is incredibly wealthy.

More women will be eyeing them.

It's the same all over the world; the entertainment industry is full of people who will stop at nothing.

Experienced people like them would naturally take precautions, otherwise they'd have a whole bunch of kids.

The method of prevention is simple: personally "add ingredients" to used umbrellas.

Bruce Willis loves Sprite.

Sylvester Stallone uses ketchup.

Schwarzenegger, on the other hand, prefers to use Tabasco hot sauce from North America.

These are all common everyday items, making them easy to access.

And they are either spicy or sour, which can damage protein structure.

Boys should also learn to protect themselves when they are out and about.

After listening, Zhang Yuan said he had learned something.

He wondered, "What should I bring?"

Should I bring a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce with me?

Can it be used for both eating and daily consumption?

I feel a bit uncomfortable about it.

Especially notice the Lao Gan Ma logo on the bottle.

This is inconvenient to take on a plane. If the bottle explodes, the whole suitcase of clothes will be ruined.

And it's pretty strange for you to pull out a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce while you're lying in bed.

So he chose something else that was easier to carry and that he could use more often.

Tiger Balm!
Sometimes when I feel dizzy from flying or tired from filming, I can rub my temples to refresh myself.

It's normal to take it out and wipe it a few times after playing in bed until you're tired.

Southeast Asia is so hot, this is perfect to bring along.

So, those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences!

Fortunately, I listened to the lessons learned from several "veterans".

But that girl didn't know.

The room was dimly lit; that's what creates ambiance.

Zhang Yuan had already applied the lotion, and the area around the bed smelled of it, so she didn't notice or find it strange.

then……

It almost took off!

It felt like I sat right on an Antarctic iceberg.

Neither of them are painful; typical pain is more like a burning sensation.

It's a feeling of being frozen to the extreme, spiraling upwards.

Those who want to court death can give it a try.

The main ingredients of medicated oil are menthol and methyl salicylate.

Methyl salicylate can relieve pain and reduce inflammation, but the stimulating effect of menthol makes up for this "drawback".

That one moment was all it took for the Siamese girl to be able to sing "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" without any problem.

Vitas is her grandson.

This is considered a "magical attack," or a continuous damage attack.

Once Zhang Yuan realized that was the case, he felt relieved.

I won't die, but it will hurt a little.

This is the consequence of those who try to outsmart me and scheme against me.

It's just a small lesson, take it.

After rinsing for a while, the Siamese girl, leaning against the wall, limped back to the bedroom.

No wonder he came up with such a clever idea; he's quite smart.

She knelt down on the ground in front of him.

"I like you so much."

"I want a child that belongs to both of us," she explained, her eyes filled with tears.

With that little face, those little expressions, and that crying, whining posture, it's quite endearing.

Anyone who's even slightly confused will fall for it.

People judge by appearances, and beautiful women are easily forgiven.

But Zhang Yuan wasn't buying it at all.

You weren't lying, you really like your... money.

Although Zhang Yuan was certain that with their genes, their child should be extremely good-looking.

But I'm not here for breeding!
"Do you really think you can get away with this kind of trick?"

He calmly rested his chin on his hand and looked at the other person.

"Using methods to get pregnant, and then exchanging that for property."

"They used this method to trick me."

Do you think I'd let you take this kind of loss?
Depend on!
A woman showed up at my door with a pregnant belly, and I was supposed to give in?

I'm not stupid.

You are testing my patience.

"No, no, no, I'm so sorry..." The other person's attitude changed, and they burst into tears and began to apologize.

"You don't need to do that, I forgive you." Zhang Yuan shook off her arm that was trying to hug his leg.

“You have a contract with my company, and I will still fulfill that contract to help you expand your business in China.”

"But we shouldn't have any more contact in private."

"Also, I will take back the usage rights to that villa in Chiang Mai, so you don't need to go there."

I'll keep making your money, but I'll never see you again.

Zhang Yuan made a rational judgment.

The other party's plan failed, and making a scene would also be detrimental to us.

Beat her up?
What's the use of just venting my anger? If I ruin her pretty face, who will I earn the money from?

The other party has been downgraded from a foreign lover to a tool, nothing more.

"You need to rest."

"Pack your things, you can go now."

He ruthlessly ordered them to leave.

The other person hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, quickly put them on, and left his residence with difficulty.

Zhang Yuan called Brother Long again, asking him to take the other person home, away from the media, so they wouldn't be photographed.

This little thing didn't affect his mood. She's just a girl who wants to climb the social ladder; it's no big deal.

You might encounter many more in the future.

After holding several more press conferences in Southeast Asia, he returned to China.

I'll go home and rest first, and then take care of some official business.

He can go after the major North American promotional campaign for "G.I. Joe 2" begins.

Back in the capital, I was even busier than when I was doing publicity work. For several days in a row, I was constantly on the go, handling various matters.

He is now in a state of high alert, informing his colleagues that he can be woken up at any time, even in the middle of the night, to handle any important matters.

We need to be absolutely prepared, down to the smallest detail.

That day, I was also in the office approving documents, which piled up like mountains, and I couldn't go home until midnight.

At that moment, the assistant knocked on the door and entered.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, someone is looking for you."

"Let them in," he replied without even looking up.

"Not in the office, at home," the assistant replied expressionlessly.

"At home...who would look for me?"

"Sister Cheng, you didn't answer the phone. She said she's waiting for you at home."

"I told you not to rush, just go back when you're done."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan glanced at the document.

They told me not to rush, but how can I sit still?

Holy crap, you went back to your hometown for a blind date? I have to find out what's going on right away.

With a determined effort, he abandoned his official duties and drove straight home.

After entering the house, I glanced around the courtyard and saw flickering firelight in the tea room, indicating that someone was there.

He took a step forward, and with each step, his nervousness grew.

He's developed an illness; he gets nervous whenever Cheng Hao is mentioned.

I feel a little uneasy even when I go back to my own home.

Pushing open the door, sure enough, Cheng Hao, wearing a sweater, was sitting upright in front of the tea table.

"You've arrived."

Zhang Yuan looked at her face and was stunned.

He witnessed a rare gentleness and tenderness; he hadn't seen such an expression since the two became teacher and student.

"Why don't you drink tea? I have plenty here."

He glanced at the table, trying to make conversation, and also noticed that the other person's cup contained boiling water.

If you're sitting in a tea room but not brewing tea, then I might as well call this place the "boiler room."

"I...don't want to drink it," she replied after a moment's hesitation.

Why wear so much?

"With the underfloor heating and air conditioning on, are you still afraid of being cold?"

Zhang Yuan noticed that the other person was still indoors with a blanket covering their legs.

I thought to myself that she was in good health and I had never heard her say that she was afraid of the cold before.

“I’d rather wear more,” the kind older sister replied.

"But you're right, you don't need to wear so much indoors."

After saying that, she got up and put the large blanket that had been covering her waist and legs aside.

Then he straightened his slightly tight sweater.

"How are things now?"

Zhang Yuan was about to ask why the other party had suddenly come to his door today, but the other party spoke first.

At the same time, he stood up straight, looking slightly solemn and dignified.

When a person stands up straight, their posture becomes more upright, and their body curves become more pronounced.

Zhang Yuan glanced at it; it was still shapely and well-proportioned.

She has a great figure with a prominent bust and buttocks... Ugh?

My lower abdomen is slightly protruding, which disrupts the original smooth curve.

Zhang Yuan looked up at her.

"Have you been eating too much since you went back to your hometown?"

Cheng Hao: ...

After holding it in for a long time, Cheng Hao's face turned red, and she gritted her teeth before finally squeezing out the words.

"grandson!"

"Take a good look at your son!" (End of Chapter)