Chapter 153 There is nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal

The crew of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Zhang Yuan and Li Huizhu packed their bags and set out for the imperial capital.

"Zhang Yuan, what are you doing..." Before leaving, Wu Jing and his friends saw that he looked like he was going on a long journey, so they stepped forward to ask.

"Go to the imperial capital to rescue people."

Zhang Yuan tightened the straps on his shoulders and said helplessly.

"You're going?" Wu Jing's face was full of disbelief.

"Would you like to go?"

"I don't have that ability."

"Then it's over."

"You talk as if you can do it." Wu Jing curled his lips.

“How about we make a bet, if I succeed…” Zhang Yuan looked him up and down and licked his lips.

"What are you doing? I don't like men." Wu Jing hugged himself weakly.

"Get lost! I don't like you." Zhang Yuan gestured with his hands: "If you lose, teach me spear skills and Tongbeiquan."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan waved to them and said, "See you tomorrow."

"Zhang Yuan, let's go." Li Huizhu got on the crew's vehicle and shouted at him.

Several young actors watched them leave with mixed feelings.

"Do you think Zhang Yuan can do it?"

"Can his shoulders carry such a heavy burden?" Wu Jing looked worried.

Even though he usually plays and fights with Zhang Yuan, he is worried about him at this point.

"I think he can do it." Zhu Yan came between Wu Jing and Shen Xiaohai: "Besides, didn't you hear what he said? See you tomorrow."

"That means he has made a plan and can bring the person back within a day."

Wu Jing and Shen Xiaohai both looked hesitant.
……

Take a car to the airport and catch the nearest flight.

At this time, I don’t care about the comfort of the journey, an economy class ticket will do.

Fortunately, Dali itself has an airport, which is now called Huangcaoba Airport. Later in 22, it was renamed Dali Fengyi Airport.

This provides them with a lot of convenience, at least they don’t have to go to the provincial capital first and then take a plane.

It is said that Dali is a place of good feng shui. When Zhang Yuan had a "small friction" with a dump truck in later life, the ancient capital of Gusu, which was famous for thousands of years, still did not have an airport.

In less than four hours, the two landed and immediately took a taxi to the agreed location.

Finally they arrived at Houhai before dinner. They got off the car and saw a colorful door in front of them with a huge colorful light box hanging on it with the four big words "Friends Bar" written on it.

Li Huizhu straightened her appearance and tried her best to suppress the nervousness in her heart.

Zhang Yuan looked back and saw a storefront that was being renovated not far away, about 50 meters away across the street.

He chuckled, "These guys really love to open bars."

Follow Li Huizhu into the bar and follow the guide inside.

It was still early and the place was not open for business, so when we stepped inside, it was pitch black, as if we had entered a bottomless cave in Xiankong Mountain, which made us feel lost.

Sniff, sniff...

Zhang Yuan raised his nose and sniffed: "Why does it smell like mutton hotpot and sesame paste?"

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, I heard the gurgling sound of boiling water.

From afar, a bright golden copper pot was emitting wisps of white smoke.

Behind the white smoke, one can vaguely see a big round face with a short flat head.

Next to this person was a man in a purple suit, with a fawning look on his face, serving him food and drinks. It seemed that he was the manager or foreman of the bar.

"Where are the pickled garlic?" the big round head suddenly asked sideways.

“Ah, this…” The costumed man looked around, then showed a look of horror: “It was too hasty.”

"Why do we want to eat hot pot?" The big round head slammed the chopsticks on the table, causing a frightening echo in the empty bar: "Isn't it just for this bite of pickled garlic?"

"Fuck!" The man raised his hand and pretended to hit.

The man in the suit quickly ran away with his head in his hands. His big round head spat on the floor and waved his hand to tell him to get out.

"Brother, these two said they are from the crew of A Chinese Ghost Story."

Li Huizhu and Zhang Yuan came forward and greeted them with a smile.

"Hello, can I meet my artist first?" Li Huizhu said straight to the point.

The round-headed fat man waved his hand, and his subordinates invited a man and a woman out from the private room in the back.

Of course it’s the couple Chen Xiaodong and Zhang Bozhi.

Chen Xiaodong was wearing casual clothes, while Zhang Bozhi was wearing a bright silver long dress, which was obviously not an everyday outfit.

I guess it's the performance costume worn at the concert.

"She was brought here directly from the concert." Zhang Yuan concluded.

I glanced at the two of them and saw that they were in good spirits.

Zhang Bozhi looked a little tired, but he was in good health.

But Chen Xiaodong was different. One of his legs was a little lame, but it was not serious and the bone should not be broken. Judging from his grimace, it must be in pain.

They were dragged to this bar, probably because they wanted the two of them to perform here in the evening.

After all, concerts don’t happen every day, but bars are open every day.

Zhang Yuan looked at Zhang Bozhi carefully.

I have to say, leaving aside other factors such as character, romantic history, IQ, etc., just based on her face, she is indeed worthy of the reputation of "a jade girl of her generation". Even in the entertainment industry where there are so many beautiful women, she can stand out, and there is a reason for that.

She once said that everyone in Hong Kong only admitted that Gigi Lai was prettier than her.

From this point of view, it is not nonsense.

Zhang Yuan sneered, remembering that relative of Shu Chang who marketed himself as the Little Zhang Bozhi in later generations.

Now that he has met Zhang Bozhi in person, his reaction to that press release can be summed up in two words.

Porcelain.

There's a huge difference in appearance between the two.

but……

"She looks better in police uniform." Zhang Yuan gave his own evaluation.

When Chen Xiaodong heard that someone was coming to see him, he was full of expectations.

But when he saw that the people coming were Li Huizhu and Zhang Yuan, he not only felt desperate, but also a little puzzled.

"Why bring him here?"

"Isn't this just causing more trouble?"

The fat brother took a tissue and wiped his hands, then glanced at the few people with a forced smile.

"He's the actor in your crew, right? I'll borrow him for a few days, hahaha."

At this moment, Zhang Yuan stepped forward and spoke with a smile.

"Brother Zang, can we have a discussion about this?"

"Who do you think you are?" The fat man looked him up and down and spoke with a pout.

Chen Xiaodong on the side narrowed his eyes, unable to bear to watch.

I want you to stand up for yourself, you silly boy, you're asking for a beating!

"My name is Zhang Yuan. I had a spiritual connection with Big Brother before, but unfortunately I have never met him in person."

"I've been wanting to visit you for a long time, and it's just a coincidence that I ran into this."

Zhang Yuan finished speaking in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, only to see the fat man startled. After a few seconds, he raised his head and laughed happily, and his already small eyebrows and eyes became even more squeezed.

"It's you, brother!"

Why did Zhang Yuan decide to come to the capital together?

Because he heard that the organizer was a company called Youxi Media, and he knew that the boss of this company was Zang Tianshuo, a well-known singer in the capital.

If he was the one who detained the person, then it would not be surprising at all.

This man has slapped Mei Ting, smashed Anita Mui's place, and overturned Jackie Chan's table.

Just before entering the bar, Zhang Yuan looked at the storefront that was being renovated not far away. That place should open soon and be named Hot Wave Disco.

One of its investors is Na Ying, the big sister of the capital’s music circle.

But even her business, the Hot Wave Disco, was smashed to pieces by the fat Tibetan shortly after it opened.

But it was also because of the case in this bar that Zang Pangzi was thrown into prison many years later and his glory days were gone.

But no matter what, at this moment, he is still a big shot in the entertainment industry in Imperial City.

"Come on, add a few pairs of chopsticks, sit down and eat together."

Chen Xiaodong and Zhang Bozhi looked at each other, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Just after this young man gave his name, the other party's attitude changed 180 degrees. Who is he?
Li Huizhu also looked at Zhang Yuan cautiously.

Before coming, he said that he had a good relationship with the boss of this company and could have a say.

She was originally still muttering in her heart, but now seeing the other person's appearance, she realized that Zhang Yuan was not being arrogant.

They were all wondering, could Zhang Yuan be some great figure? But only he knew that the reason why Fatty Zang was so polite to him was just a coincidence and misunderstanding.

So if you want to succeed today, it depends on his "acting skills".

They said they would add chopsticks so that several people can eat together, but who can eat in this situation?
Only Zhang Yuan can do it.

Li Huizhu, Chen Xiaodong and Zhang Bozhi all sat cautiously at the table, but Zhang Yuan sat next to Fatty Zang carelessly, picked up a piece of lamb brain and put it into the pot to boil.

As soon as the meat turns pink, I pick it up and rinse it in a small bowl of sesame paste, then put it into my mouth. I keep stirring it with my tongue because it is so hot, and it takes a long time to chew and swallow it.

"Why is there no braised shrimp oil?" Eating it was not enough. Zhang Yuan just swallowed it and shouted, "Where are the chives flowers?"

"There's nothing here, not even pickled garlic, what the hell!"

The fat man Zang was staring at him and saw that he was not afraid at all in such a situation and just ate and drank as usual.

Then he looked at the others who were standing timidly.

Originally, Fatty Zang only knew that when his own younger brother's younger brother destroyed his place, the leader of the guards of Tang Seng's wife came forward to settle the matter, but he had no idea what Zhang Yuan's background was. Now there is this comparison.

"This kid is indeed not an ordinary person!" he immediately said in his heart.

Not only that, it also adds a sense of mystery.

"Hurry up and give it to our brothers, you bunch of rubbish!" The fat man ordered, "Brother, let's have a drink, everything that happened before was all a misunderstanding."

After a glass of white wine, the two men began to flatter each other with fake business smiles.

The two of them were eating with their mouths full of oil, while the other three were sitting on pins and needles, as if there was a fishbone stuck in their throats and a thorn in their backs... They didn't even dare to move their chopsticks.

"Brother Zang, you have the final say in the imperial capital. If I have any problems in the future, I will need your help to take care of me!" Zhang Yuan said under the influence of alcohol.

"Hey, you're welcome. We're all family, so we shouldn't say that." The fat Tibetan replied with a red face, patting his chest.

Zhang Yuan said, pointing at Zhang Bozhi: "You bastard, you were right to teach me a lesson."

When Zhang Bozhi heard someone scolding her, she immediately glared, but saw Zhang Yuan gently shaking his head and winking at her, so she knew that he said that on purpose, and quickly controlled her temper.

Although this sister has a bad temper on weekdays, she is not a fool. She knows that the situation is stronger than the person, and people are always under the roof.

"That's great!" The fat man raised his glass again: "Damn it, you don't sing well even if you're paid, and you don't want to show your face!"

"I think if she doesn't sing well, you shouldn't give her so much money. She's not worth it."

"That makes sense!"

At first, when Zhang Yuan heard that Zhang Bozhi could earn 30 yuan for one song, he thought it was a sky-high price.

But when he learned that it was the Fatty Zang who set up the conspiracy, he understood.

The 30 was a bait to lure her over. Even if Cecilia sang all five songs perfectly, people would probably find excuses to deduct her pay.

So when Zhang Yuan mentioned this, Fatty Zang suddenly became excited.

"I think her level is only 30 per song at most. How can it be worth ?" Zhang Yuan added immediately.

When the fat man heard what he said, he immediately filled up his cup and turned back to look at Zhang Bozhi: "Did you hear that? This is a discerning person!"

"You are only worth 10. You sang three songs in total. I'm generous and will give you . No need to change!"

"Come on, let's have a drink. You are so generous."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After taking a sip of the white wine, Zhang Yuan held his breath and leaned close to Zang Tianshuo's ear.

"Brother, actually I came here today because someone asked me to do so."

"Who?"

"People from both sides have found me." Zhang Yuan's eyes, which were blurry just now, became sharp. The other party saw this change and their hearts tightened.

"The Xiang family in Hong Kong, and Mr. Yang in Formosa."

Zhang Yuan’s plan is very simple, which is still to use the tiger’s skin to raise the banner.

Those two were both powerful local tyrants, and Fatty Zang would not offend or kill them just for a few hundred thousand dollars.

He is a gangster and a domineering person, but he still knows how to settle accounts.

When Fatty Zang heard these two names, he remained calm on the surface, but became wary in his heart.

"She is from the Xiang family, you know that."

"And Chen Xiaodong was chosen by Mr. Yang of the Baodao Tiandao League as the male lead. Our crew was also funded by him."

"His legs now..." Zhang Yuan pointed at Chen Xiaodong's calves: "I can't explain to Mr. Yang about the delayed filming."

"Besides, they both have a lot of announcements to keep up with, so the two families are also anxious and are contacting people everywhere."

Zhang Yuan moved closer: "After I heard about it, I stopped him."

"We are all from the same circle, so let's not make things awkward."

“Oh…” The fat guy raised his head and squinted.

He understood what Zhang Yuan said. This was a reminder to him that the other two companies were also making efforts.

"Then what do you mean?" The fat man lit a cigarette, with a big belly.

"Why don't you give them a big advantage and let them go to work first, and then come back to hold a banquet to apologize, what do you think?" He finally said this after a combination of coaxing, deception and threats.

"Tsk, brother, I'm going to give you some face today."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaodong and Zhang Bozhi's eyes flashed with hope.

"But if I let them go directly, I won't be able to save my reputation." The fat man still looked domineering.

"How about this, I'll make the decision. Baizhi's money will be given as you said, and only 10 yuan will be given to her."

"Your place is opening tonight, why don't you let them sing three songs each to liven up the atmosphere?"

The bar fell silent for a moment, leaving only the gurgling sound of boiling water.

Seeing that the fat man was thinking about it, Zhang Yuan picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.

Eat whatever is delicious, don't be shy.

Anyway, he did everything he could, which was nothing more than coaxing and deceiving, taking advantage of the other party's unwillingness to make a mortal enemy to gain some advantage.

And his purpose is very clear. It is impossible for him to escape unscathed, but it is good enough if he can retreat. The fat man is greedy for money and face, so he has to bleed a little.

Besides, even if Chen Xiaodong's leg didn't have any broken bones, it was still injured, and the fat man must be feeling guilty.

After all, there is a fundamental difference between hurting people and not hurting people.

After five or six minutes, the fat Tibetan smiled again and raised his glass.

Ding dong!

The glasses clinked together and without further ado, Zhang Yuan understood that the other party agreed.

In fact, Chen Xiaodong's leg was hit by the fat guy's younger brother with a wine bottle, because this guy rushed into the place looking for someone and was very reckless.

When the fat man Zang found out, he had already been hit and felt it was troublesome.

After all, Chen Xiaodong had been on the Spring Festival Gala and had met with many leaders.

It just so happened that the arrival of Zhang Yuan, the middleman, gave him a way out, so he took advantage of the situation and pretended to be generous.

The two of them understood each other and solved their problems separately.

A few hours later, Zhang Yuan dozed off against a locust tree outside the bar.

All the gangsters in the underworld are drunkards, and they drank until he felt sleepy.

"Zhang Yuan, they're coming out!"

"Huh?" He wiped his saliva in a daze and stood up in a daze.

Chen Xiaodong and Zhang Bozhi walked out of the door with tired faces.

Chen Xiaodong wanted to go forward and hug Baizhi, but was pushed away by the other party.

This is the fate of a dog licker... Zhang Yuan sneered after seeing it.

Zhang Bozhi took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Don’t be fooled by her character of being a “jade girl”, in fact most of the jade girls in the entertainment industry are heavy smokers.

She lit one, took a deep breath, and then looked at Zhang Yuan.

"Thank you for tonight," she said in her Hong Kong accent.

[Received thanks from Zhang Bozhi, acting skills +1, singing skills +1, XX skills +1! ]

Zhang Yuan: …

Great, no wonder he could confuse Chen Xiaodong, it turns out he is a technical player.

At the same time, Bozhi handed him the cigarette that he had just taken a puff of, with lipstick marks on the mouthpiece: "Want to smoke?"

How could Zhang Yuan not understand this obvious sexually suggestive behavior?

Although he really wanted to experience the happiness of Brother Edison, the enemy Chen Xiaodong was watching him right next to him.

"I don't smoke." Zhang Yuan refused with a smile.

Chen Xiaodong knew that Zhang Yuan smoked on the crew, and he was secretly grateful in his heart.

[Received thanks from Chen Xiaodong, singing +2, acting +1! ]

"Come to Hong Kong when you have time and I'll treat you." After saying that, Baizhi winked at him.

It seems that Liu Piaopiao is playing the role in her true colors, and Stephen Chow really has a good eye for talent... Zhang Yuan naturally praised it.

Everyone was tired and didn't feel like chatting any more.

After parting at the airport, they each boarded their return flights.

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(End of this chapter)