Outside the gate of the small courtyard in Pi Tiao Hutong.

Zhang Yuan stopped and before he entered the door, he heard the clattering sound of the kitchen knife and chopping board colliding with each other.

I stretched out my hands to push open the gate, but I didn't see the familiar figure of Brother Qian, wearing rubber shoes, a cross-bar vest and shorts watering the flowers.

Because it was Mrs. Qian who watered the flowers today.

Brother Qian is busy in the kitchen.

"Zhang Yuan is back?" Mrs. Qian, Bai Huiming, smiled sweetly when she saw him come in.

It’s so sweet that it can give Brother Qian diabetes.

"You must be exhausted. Sit down and rest for a while."

Look, how wise and caring Teacher Bai is.

With such a virtuous wife, Zhang Yuan felt that Brother Qian was his friend for sure!

Before leaving today, he specially called Brother Qian, so they came to the house early.

Zhang Yuan trusted Brother Qian so much that he always asked him to have the key to the yard and come over to check on things whenever he had time.

Go straight to the kitchen, the most lively place in the house.

"Brother Qian, what kind of cold dish are you going to make today?"

Yu Qian was busy working in a pink apron.

There were several pieces of white dough on the chopping board nearby.

"No cold dishes today."

Hearing him say that, Zhang Yuan was a little disappointed. He had finally gotten used to eating this thing, and it would be quite uncomfortable to stop eating it all of a sudden.

"According to our old northern customs."

"Order dumplings when you get on the bus and noodles when you get off."

"You just came back and you will be going out again soon."

"So everything is prepared for getting on and off the bus."

"Today, you can have as much fried noodles and pork dumplings as you want. I made them all fresh."

These two things are very common in the capital and can be found in any small restaurant.

But if you do it yourself, it will be very troublesome.

Moreover, noodles with soybean paste and dumplings, like Sichuan hotpot, Guangdong herbal tea and Northwest ramen, each has its own unique flavor.

There is no most authentic one, because the most authentic one is the one that everyone has been eating since childhood.

Apart from those small cold dishes that are used to "cheat" people into drinking wine, Brother Qian's cooking of other foods is actually quite normal. Even in a home kitchen, his level is above average.

"Okay, since you've gone to so much trouble, I'll have to go buy a few bottles of good wine."

"Of course!" Brother Qian became excited as soon as he heard there was good wine.

Then, he patted the flour on his hands and leaned close to Zhang Yuan's ear with a sly look.

"I asked you to bring the island specialty..."

"I bought them all." Zhang Yuan gave a look that every man could understand.

"Hehehe..."

"You're still happy. I'm embarrassed for this little thing of yours!" Zhang Yuan said helplessly.

What's going on?
He arrived at Tokyo Haneda Airport dragging a lot of bags.

When he came to the island country, he landed directly at Gunma Airport because he departed from Hong Kong.

There are relatively few flights back to the imperial capital at Gunma Airport.

So he simply asked the crew's special car to take him to Tokyo across more than a hundred kilometers.

There are also advantages. Not only are there many flights from Tokyo back to the capital, but many of them are from Air China.

As long as it's Air China, he can "get" a first-class seat, which is great.

But just as he was excitedly going through security, he was stopped by the staff.

And they invited him to the lounge nearby, which is what the people call the "interrogation room".

A woman from the island country brought his big bag to the table and spoke.

"Sir, we suspect you have prohibited items in your bag."

"Please cooperate with our inspection and open the package."

"No..." Zhang Yuan looked embarrassed.

"Please cooperate!"

Under the other party's repeated insistence, he had no choice but to open the box, revealing dozens of "local specialty" CDs inside that he was going to take home for Brother Qian.

The inspectors stretched their heads forward to take a look, then looked up at him again, and all of them showed strange smiles.

Because these CDs are so unique.

These islanders were thinking.

"This Chinese guy is so good-looking, it should be easy for him to find a girlfriend."

"Then why does he buy so many movies to watch?"

Zhang Yuan covered his face in embarrassment.

When they first saw a pile of CDs in the security machine, they were afraid that he was smuggling CDs or even a spy who had copied their country's confidential information.

Of course, these are also considered "confidential" information, and they are all national treasure-level female Bodhisattvas.

Both sides were stuck in this awkward situation.

Obviously, the other party will not let him leave so easily. They have to investigate why he came to the island country and whether he has any dangerous behavior.

Zhang Yuan thought, that’s too much!

If we investigate, wouldn’t we have to find the crew?
Find the crew and don’t let those Hong Kong people know that I bought dozens of CDs.

If the crew knew about this and a few people with loose lips came, wouldn’t the Hong Kong media also know about it?

How unethical the Hong Kong media is is obvious to all.

Gu Junye flew to Taiwan to meet Big S, and the headline of Hong Kong media was: Love before Hee Won.

Jay Chou endorses Emma electric vehicle: Jay Chou rides his new favorite in the dark alley.

Ah SA wears a tube top: iron plate flying nails.

While filming "The Mermaid", Lin Yun lost weight to the point of stopping menstruation: In order to satisfy Stephen Chow, Lin Yun stopped menstruating for four months.

Angelababy is pregnant: artificial human...

He had just had such a fight with actor Zhang Weijian that he didn't even dare to think about how the Hong Kong media would write about him.

It must be as tricky as it can be.

When he thought of this, everything in his body stood up except the parts that should stand up.

He quickly called Air China's president Song Jianguo, who calmed the situation and released him.

"Do you know that for this little thing of yours?"

"My reputation was almost ruined!" Zhang Yuan angrily nudged Brother Qian with his shoulder.

The atmosphere was tense in those days. If this matter were exposed, he would really have no chance of doing his job.

He has already made up his mind that he will never be able to broadcast pornographic movies again.

"Hey, you're my true brother. Come on, go out and have a rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"Okay, I'll put the package in my bedroom, and you can pick it up when you leave."

"Got it."

Zhang Yuan went back to the house and packed his luggage and gifts. Brother Qian and Sister Qian didn't treat him as an outsider at all and just treated him like they were at home.

He likes this feeling very much, it makes people relax.

Hide the Chanel bags prepared for Shu Chang and Senior Sister.

The chocolate biscuits I brought for Sissi were also put into the cupboard.

It's clearly his own home, but he still wants to hide things.

The reason was that he also notified Cheng Hao to come over.

Now Cheng Hao is temporarily acting as his agent, so he needs to talk about the business and advertising invitations he has received in recent days.

About an hour later, when Brother Qian and Sister Qian were preparing to make dumplings, Cheng Hao pushed open the gate and walked in confidently.

"Hello, Brother Qian."

"Hello Huiming."

She had met both men, and they had met her.

"The hostess is here." Brother Qian is so good at talking. He smiled and waved his flour-covered palms.

"Hey!" When Cheng Hao heard him say that, he immediately smiled brightly.

She walked over and placed a red paper bag on the kitchen table.

Zhang Yuan heard the noise and came over too.

"Hey, is this wine?"

"White wine, Jiannanchun." Cheng Hao replied.

"That's a coincidence. Brother Qian and I were just talking about buying some good wine."

"Come on, it saves money." Zhang Yuan picked up the bottle and looked at it: "Did you buy it?"

"No." Cheng Hao used his fingers to curl the ends of his long wavy hair and played with it: "It was given by the manufacturer."

"Well, I want to find you to shoot a commercial."

"Jian Nanchun?"

"Why doesn't it have the word 'sword' in it? You've played so many ancient costume roles that use swords, and you're about to play Yang Guo, so the manufacturer came to you."

"According to your requirements, this brand is the most famous and has the highest market positioning among the liquor manufacturers that have approached you."

Zhang Yuan thought about it and decided that Jiannanchun was a big brand and could be ranked among the top ten in China, where there were so many competing brands.

Apart from Luzhou Laojiao, Fenjiu and Yanghe, which are of similar scale, only Wuliangye and Moutai are completely superior to it.

Even at the peak of his glory, he was known as "Mao Wujian".

However, until the emergence of brands such as Jiang Xiaobai that intentionally target young people, the main consumer group for liquor was middle-aged and elderly people.

Therefore, spokespersons are generally middle-aged or older actors.

The most popular ones should be various professional emperor actors, such as Zhang Tielin, Cheng Daoming, Zhang Guoli and so on.

After all, these liquor manufacturers are all vying for the title of "orthodox liquor".

I wish I could stick the words "I am the imperial wine of ancient times" on my forehead.

Therefore, it is not easy for a liquor manufacturer, especially a well-known liquor manufacturer, to find him.

"The other party offered them a three-year endorsement fee of three million yuan, and asked them to help them shoot a billboard that would be broadcast on CCTV."

I specifically told them that it would be broadcast on CCTV, which means that the advertising effect will be good and the actors will be able to show their faces more often and be seen by more people, which will benefit both parties.

When Cheng Hao said the price, there was a smile in his eyes and a look of pride.

She might be happier than Zhang Yuan himself that he can get so much money.

"Wow!" Mrs. Qian, who was making dumplings, also exclaimed.

Brother Qian can now earn 300,000 or 400,000 yuan a year. Among his peers, in this era, he is definitely a wealthy man.

But Zhang Yuan earns millions a year just from endorsements, which makes Mrs. Qian feel the class gap deeply.

"My brother is getting more and more capable." Brother Qian was happy to hear that, and he became more enthusiastic in making dumplings.

Of course, what makes him even happier is that if Zhang Yuan endorses liquor, then he can drink as much as he wants!

The three people present were all sincere to him.

No one would be jealous or hate his achievements, everyone was happy after listening to it.

However, to their surprise, Zhang Yuan, the owner, did not smile.

Not only that, he replied coldly.

"not enough."

"Three million for three years is too little. Jiannanchun is a leading company, and they only pay this much for endorsement fees."

"He spends tens of millions of dollars on CCTV every year."

"It's definitely not enough to give me this."

"Besides, if someone asks for a high price and pays the low price, we can't just go ahead and ask for the price. We will definitely have to bargain."

All three of them looked at him in surprise.

"Such a big appetite and ambition..."

After hearing this, they were all overwhelmed by the price.

This was three million in the early 2000s!

Only Zhang Yuan remained clear-headed.

"In this case, you can just reply to them and double the offer price to six million for three years."

"To shoot a billboard, you have to pay two hundred thousand a day for the shooting, and you have to pay for top-notch hotels, meals, air tickets, and round-trip transportation."

"But these are all pretenses. The bottom line is 4.5 million to 5 million for three years, to make commercials for free."

"When you talk to the other party, please also mention that there are other liquor brands that are contacting me about this news."

"If they ask which company it is, just say it's business confidential and I can't comment."

"In between the lines, I'm quietly saying that I've been drinking Maotai-flavor liquor lately."

Among “Mao, Wu, Jian”, only Moutai is the sauce-aroma type, while the remaining two are the strong-aroma type.

But apart from Moutai, there are many other sauce-flavored liquors.

But with Jiannanchun's ambition, once they hear the word "sauce-flavored" they will definitely think of Moutai.

The two women hadn't reacted yet, but Brother Qian's brain was so quick that he understood it in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, brother, that's great!" He immediately gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up.

Brother Qian saw that Zhang Yuan had made clear arrangements for Party A while "chatting and laughing" and had understood the other party's mentality.

He thought that with Zhang Yuan's intelligence, the problems at Deyuan Society could be solved with just a flick of his fingernails.

"Okay, I understand." After Cheng Hao figured it out, he gave him a look full of admiration.

Women, for the most part, prefer men who are stronger than themselves.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan had taken control of the situation with just a few words, she felt warmed up and her heartbeat quickened.

"You've been out for so long, you must have a lot of dirty clothes. I'll help you wash them." Cheng Hao thought about doing something to help him to release the love in her heart.

"No, there's a washing machine."

"Not everything can be washed in a washing machine. Do you also need to wash socks and underwear in a washing machine?" Cheng Hao glanced at him.

"I can buy another washing machine to wash these separately."

Zhang Yuan came from later generations and adhered to the principle that if a machine can do the job, then it should never be done by humans.

"Are you dirty?" Cheng Hao cursed with a smile, then walked to his room without looking back.

"The heartthrob is so virtuous." Mrs. Qian said, "She's nothing like in the TV series."

"That's because my brother is so capable. Do you think she will wash everyone?" Brother Qian is a smart man and said immediately.

"I can't stop it. I have to find something to do...hiss, I always feel like something is wrong." Zhang Yuan said, and suddenly hesitated.

“It seems like this scene has happened before.”

"I just got home from filming."

"You two are here too. Cheng Hao is here too."

"Then she went to my room... oh shit!"

Zhang Yuan let out a strange cry, which scared Brother Qian and Sister-in-law Qian.

"What's wrong with you?" Brother Qian held down the small steel basin containing dumpling stuffing which was almost blown away.

"The souvenirs I brought you are in the room!"

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he let out a strange cry and ran towards his bedroom as if he was riding on a Hot Wheels.

Brother Qian was stunned, then he dropped the work in his hands and hurried over.

When I arrived at the door, it was still the familiar scene.

Cheng Hao put one hand on his waist and was using a CD as a fan, fanning himself with a sneer.

"You go to an island country, where life is rich."

"This..." Zhang Yuan was speechless.

"Hehe, no wonder you always come up with all kinds of weird new tricks for me. It turns out you learned them all from this." Cheng Hao said with a look of disgust.

"What is this tortoise shell binding?"

"How about I give it a try?"

At this time, Brother Qian also came to the door of the room. As soon as he saw it, he knew that something was wrong.

"I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die!" Zhang Yuan muttered to himself, then raised his hand and pointed at Brother Qian.

"Good sister, I brought these CDs for Brother Qian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a female voice with a tone of reprimand and surprise coming from behind Brother Qian.

"Qian, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Mrs. Qian glanced at her husband angrily.

"I..." Brother Qian paused slightly.

Or let’s talk about the quick-witted crosstalk performers.

Brother Qian is a leader in the crosstalk industry, and his brain is as fast as the speed at which state-owned enterprise leaders pass on responsibilities.

He immediately straightened his expression and put on an appearance of being ready to die bravely.

Then he raised his arm, patted his chest, stiffened his neck, and spoke loudly.

"Yes, it's mine."

Zhang Yuan was very surprised. Brother Qian is indeed a true friend. He is so considerate!

But he immediately followed up with another sentence.

"If my brother says it's mine, then it's mine!"

"Obligated!"

Zhang Yuan: …

Damn you!

“Hahaha…” Cheng Hao sneered, “You also blamed Brother Qian for that pink and green underwear last time.”

"Now you also owe these CDs to Brother Qian."

"You always point fingers at one person and pit him."

"No, I..." Zhang Yuan was speechless.

"Qian, you are so loyal!" After hearing this, Qian's wife changed her attitude and praised Brother Qian with a smile.

"I really brought this for Brother Qian."

"Go ahead and make it up." Cheng Hao tapped his chest with his finger: "Why didn't you tell me you brought it for me?"

Zhang Yuan covered his face with his hands and squatted on the ground.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Okay, it's mine."

"But to express my determination to fight gambling and drugs, I will break them into pieces now!"

"Hey, brother, there's no need for that." Brother Qian hurriedly stopped him.

"It's not a big deal, just keep it."

"No, I have to behave in front of my good sister today!"

Zhang Yuan glared at Brother Qian.

His grandma's.

Come on, let’s hurt each other! (End of this chapter)