Three or four hours passed, and after some cleaning up.

Cheng Hao didn't even have the strength to lift his arms, and collapsed limply on the bed.

After Zhang Yuan opened up her Ren and Du meridians, she suddenly felt enlightened.

People do this when they sing, but the meaning is still not obvious.

This is the transfer student's compensation to the senior students.

"I don't want this qualification for guaranteed admission to graduate school." Cheng Hao's body was soft, but his mouth was still firm.

"Do you remember that Fan Bingbing and I were in the same crew?"

Cheng Haoxin said, "Why are you bringing up such a topic? We haven't even dealt with this one yet, and now another one comes along, right?"
"Fan Bingbing told me that there was a rift between her agent Wang Jinghua and Huayi."

This is of course Zhang Yuan’s own idea, but he just used Fan Bingbing’s words.

"If Sister Hua breaks up with Huayi, who do you think she will work with?"

Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

She is also a good test-taker who is as good as Shu Chang and has a very quick mind.

"You mean my company, Orange Sky?"

"If Sister Hua joins Orange Sky and takes the actors she has trained with her, what do you think will happen to you as an old employee?" Zhang Yuan asked while playing with the ends of her hair with his fingers.

The images of Li Bingbing, Fan Bingbing and others appeared in front of Cheng Hao.

In addition to the two of them, there are also Zuo Xiaoqing and Hao Lei.

In the first decade of the 21st century, the most powerful female stars in the Chinese entertainment industry were the "Four Dan and Two Bing", and the two Bing were the two under Sister Hua.

One-third of the six most popular female stars are hers.

Almost all the most popular male stars in TV dramas are hers.

Chen Daoming, Ren Quan, You Yong, Hu Jun...

The more Cheng Hao thought about it, the more panicked he became. If Sister Hua came over from another field, then the old employees of Chengtian would only have two options.

Surrender or stand aside.

But even if I surrender, he already has two ices, will he still be interested in me?

"This guaranteed admission to graduate school is just a backup for you." Zhang Yuan said softly, "If one day you don't want to be an actor anymore, you still have a way out."

"Besides, according to the current development speed of the film and television industry, the performing arts market will explode in a few years."

"Once the market becomes bigger, countless young people will rush in to get a piece of the pie."

"During the gold rush in the Beacon Country, the people who made the most money were not the workers digging for gold, but the owners of hotels, lodgings, and restaurants."

"Similarly, the performing arts education industry, which is a supporting industry for the performing arts industry, will also take off."

"Becoming an acting teacher or even opening your own acting school is a good way out."

Just like New Oriental, the reason for its rise is that it stood at the forefront of the craze for going abroad and studying abroad.

“There are even acting schools. After you control some of the actors, you can also become an agent and control the fate of others in your own hands.”

After thinking for a few seconds, Cheng Hao rolled his eyes at him and replied with a pout.

“That’s very nice to say.”

Although she was harsh in her words, she knew in her heart that what Zhang Yuan said made sense.

And he is really thinking about himself, and his thoughts are very deep and far-reaching.

Before she was born, her father's health was not very good, so she was named "Hao" because her family wanted to bring good luck to her father.

Wanting the father to be "good", not her.

So from the moment she was born, she shouldered the responsibility of the family.

She filmed a movie to raise money for her father when he was sick. When her father recovered, she took her parents out for a trip and it was she who took care of others.

Now Zhang Yuan is taking care of her silently behind her back. This experience is the first time for her.

This feeling is not bad.

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but feel sweet, and her anger just now disappeared for the most part.

Seeing the other party's attitude soften, Zhang Yuan realized that he had fooled another person and almost laughed out loud.

Could it be that I am really a genius!
This is all mixed up for me!
Sure enough, sincerity is the last resort.

Hehehe...

His evil grin was discovered by Cheng Hao, who grabbed his face.

"You are so shameless!"

"You're smiling so lasciviously, don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

"What am I thinking about?" Zhang Yuan slapped her hand away: "Please tell me."

"You want me and Changchang to be alone..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Yuan used the Eagle Claw Technique and powerful finger strength he learned from Teacher Ji Chunhua.

The name of Eagle Claw Kung Fu is reasonable. The Japanese master Kato is also of the Eagle generation, and his finger strength is equally amazing.

After a while of talking and chatting, the two of them were exhausted and fell into a deep sleep...

At noon the next day, the two people, who were tired all night, slowly woke up.

Moreover, Zhang Yuan was surprised to find that Cheng Hao had changed a little.

She usually gets up early, but today she slept in.

In the past, I would wake up clean and tidy, wash up and then go to work or live.

But today I got close to him in bed.

Cheng Hao is not a person with particularly strong needs, but today he took the initiative to turn on the "automatic gear", as if he wanted to squeeze him dry and not let the little goblin outside get away with it.

Zhang Yuan knew that this was a sign that she felt threatened and insecure.

"I'm going home." It was already past lunch time. Cheng Hao washed up, changed his clothes, shook his long hair with his hands, and let it fall on his white shoulders.

"As for graduate school, you can decide the time yourself."

"I know!" Cheng Hao rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, picked up her handbag, twisted her waist and walked forward. After crossing the threshold, she turned around, raised her arm, moved her fingers, and blew her a kiss goodbye in the standard gesture of a heartthrob.

"Are you done with your work?"

At this moment, Brother Qian walked out of the house.

He just returned home this morning and spent the night at Mrs. Qian's house.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Qian!"

While Brother Qian was cooking noodles, he performed a set of Luohan Fist in the yard to warm up.

When Brother Qian brought the noodles, he was only wearing this single piece of clothing, with white smoke coming out of his hair and heat emanating from his whole body.

Brother Qian shook his head slightly.

It was very cold in the city at the end of the year, especially when the breeze blew, it was like a small hook, taking away the little warmth in the body.

But Zhang Yuan can be so energetic in the cold wind.

"Young men sleep on a cold kang, all thanks to their strong firepower!"

Brother Qian sighed.

"After spending a whole day and night with that beautiful lady, he is still so energetic. What on earth did he eat to grow so strong?"

Brother Qian complained, thinking that he would be unable to straighten his back after just two or three times, let alone a whole night of tossing and turning.

It’s good to be young...Brother Qian put down his bowl and brought a few small cold dishes and two bowls of rice wine.

In the summer, he drinks ice beer. In the winter, Brother Qian buys Shaoxing rice wine and adds shredded ginger and preserved plums to cook it for a while. It not only drives away the cold but also makes it taste better.

As they were eating and drinking, Brother Qian started talking about the house.

"Your sister-in-law and I bought a 140-square-meter high-rise apartment in Dongzhimen, and we'll live there for now."

Zhang Yuan almost choked when he heard this.

Imperial capital, 140 square meters, not bad...

"When I have enough money, I will buy a villa with a yard, so that I can grow flowers and plants, pet birds and raise fish." Brother Qian said his dream. Oh, compared with a single-family villa, a 140-square-meter building is indeed okay.

Zhang Yuan knew that Brother Qian not only saved a lot of money for himself, but also provided a lot of support to his parents.

According to the current housing prices in the capital, a 140-square-meter apartment in the city should cost less than 100 million yuan.

Zhang Yuan had an idea and asked about the location and price.

“New building, good location, only a few hundred meters away from Dongzhimen subway station.”

"My apartment is a good one, 7000 per square meter."

Zhang Yuan calculated with his fingers and found that it was less than 90.

Twenty years later, the housing price in this area should be about... about 20 million.

You have to buy this quickly!

"Brother Qian, are there any houses left in this building?"

"There are no small apartments left, but the large apartment I bought is still available. What? Do you have any ideas?" Brother Qian was stunned: "Didn't you say you wanted to buy a courtyard house?"

"I have already contacted the landlord for you, and we can meet today."

"It's okay, just buy them all." Zhang Yuan said naturally.

Yu Qian: …

Brother Qian looked at his roommate who was ten years younger than him and suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration.

After struggling for more than ten years and borrowing some money from my family, I finally bought the house in full.

Besides, his family's conditions are considered quite good in the eyes of everyone in the capital.

But Zhang Yuan wanted to buy both sets right away...

"You, you, you have so much money?"

"If we add the money together, it should be possible." Zhang Yuan calculated that the remuneration for "A Chinese Ghost Story" and "The Untold Story" was about one million yuan. Of course, he still had to pay Shu Chang back 200,000 yuan.

The money from the previous plays has also arrived, plus the income from Deyuan Society over the past six months, and the dividends from the catering company, we should be able to get together a little over two hundred.

Brother Qian was silent for a long time, then smiled and toasted him.

If he is good, then I am also good. If you think about it, I am still working for his company.

Recently, the attendance rate of Deyuan Society has improved, and Brother Qian's performance fee has also been increased, from 100 yuan per show to 300 yuan.

I can earn more than 10,000 yuan every month at Deyuan Society.

After eating and drinking, Brother Qian helped contact the landlord.

Soon, the landlord staggered to his house.

Zhang Yuan walked forward with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Xin."

The landlord of No. 10 Pi Tiao Hutong is a middle-aged man in his fifties named Xin Xiangmei.

This guy has a face full of flesh, a big belly, and speaks with an old imperial capital accent, which sounds so authentic!
"Oh, you are the little actor Qianer mentioned." He said with a pout, holding two walnuts in his hand.

"You want to buy my yard?"

"I think your house is great. The layout and feng shui are very nourishing. Otherwise, it would not have produced a gentleman with such a magnanimous demeanor as you."

"Hey, you're right."

Zhang Yuan flattered him a little and he smiled so happily that his back teeth showed.

"You can buy it, but there are many people who want my house."

"To be honest, if I hadn't planned to emigrate abroad, I would have been reluctant to sell it."

"Oh, sir, are you planning to go abroad?" Zhang Yuan immediately asked, "There are many good places abroad."

"That's right!" As soon as he said that, the other party became excited.

"We Chinese can't do that at all!"

“How do we compare with developed countries?”

"You know, the toilet water in the island country is drinkable."

“Wash each dish seven times!”

"The Germans helped us repair the sewers in Qingdao. If there's any damage, you can find oil-paper bags within a few meters. The bags contain repair parts. They've been intact for decades."

Zhang Yuan: …

Looking at the landlord in front of him who was talking with saliva flying everywhere, Zhang Yuan felt very uncomfortable!
Good guy!
If this person dies one day, I will bring a box of Yilin to his grave and burn them for him one by one.

However, back then, these remarks did have a very large market.

Of course, people later found out that China's literary and publishing circles had been basically infiltrated by various overseas foundations and become a sieve.

A large number of public intellectuals who are paid to do things have been constantly promoting the theory of Western advancement, fooling many ordinary people.

This is particularly true at the two top universities, Peking University and Tsinghua University, which have seen the emergence of such "heavyweight" figures as Ai Dajin and Jiang Fangzhou, as well as people like Mr. Chai in the media industry.

Just like the "Cambridge Five" of Great Britain back then, a bunch of credible bigwigs are all outward-looking.

It was obvious that the landlord in front of him was one of those people who had been deceived.

It is very "smooth".

"To be honest, I'm waiting to sell this courtyard house and buy a big mansion in the lighthouse."

"Yes, yes, yes, even the air in the Lighthouse Country is sweet, of course it's good." Zhang Yuan quickly replied.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan was so eloquent in his conversation, Mr. Xin Xiangmei became more and more interested and told him all his future plans and ideas.

We chatted until the sun set and when it was almost time for dinner, the landlord finally got down to business.

"My house's property title says it's just shy of 150 square meters."

"I think we have a good chance of chatting, so I'll give you a real price."

"130 million, not a cent less!"

"Anyway, there are several other companies that are talking to me, so you can decide for yourself."

Zhang Yuan sent the landlord away with a smile, just like the other party did when he came, and closed the door. His smile disappeared in an instant.

"What do you think?" Brother Qian asked while smoking.

“This price is a bit high.”

"Indeed, it should be about 100,000 cheaper."

Zhang Yuan sat opposite Brother Qian, took the cigarette, took a puff, and blew out a smoke ring.

“Bargaining is a must.”

"And if you're going to chop it, you have to chop it to death."

"I think it's difficult." Brother Qian frowned and said, "The landlord is right. There are indeed several people who are interested."

"It's just that he wanted to pay in cash all at once, but no one was willing to do that."

"If you bargain too hard, it might be hard to deal with."

Brother Qian understands that the landlord’s current attitude is that even if you don’t buy, there are plenty of people who will, so there is no need to worry at all.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly chuckled.

"In that case, we should eliminate all competitors."

"If you can make it easier to sell, you can bargain for it."

"If you don't pay me 20 for this house, I lose!" Zhang Yuan said viciously.

"You are too cruel." Brother Qian shook his head and thought it was impossible.

20, are you going to chop down your ancestral grave?
"Humph, he's acting like he wants to immigrate. From now on he won't be a Chinese anymore, he'll be a foreigner."

"I am bargaining now to contribute to Hua Xia's efforts to reduce asset outflows."

Brother Qian never thought that Zhang Yuan buying a house could be related to national justice.

"Besides, didn't you hear what Empress Dowager Cixi, played by Ms. Lü Zhong, said?"

"I want the foreigners to die!" (End of this chapter)