"Phew, so enjoyable" When Yang Huan walked out of the Beijing Grand Theater, he felt extremely happy.
From his past life to this life, he has always liked watching movies, but he hates domestic movies.
There is no other reason, it’s so disappointing As for many famous directors in China, he can't stand that kind of style.
Don’t always treat us ordinary moviegoers as stupid people, okay?
How long will it take for us to watch domestic movies as if they were the national football team and vote with our feet?
Let’s see how you behave.
Needless to say, Yang Huan had many old friends in his previous life who never touched domestic movies and only watched Hollywood blockbusters.
It can be seen that there are not a few such people.
Can you blame the audience?
Zhang Ning stood next to Yang Huan with a wry smile on his face.
"Young Master, you are enjoying yourself, but I am afraid that you will offend many people."
Some people like to hear Yang Huan's words, but some people definitely don't like to hear them.
Some people even think that Yang Huan is bombarding them, and these people will definitely transfer this resentment to Miracle Entertainment.
"So what if you offend me, just offend me.
Who is afraid of whom?"
Yang Huan is very open-minded.
Of course, he can speak and act as he pleases.
You can’t say this, you can’t do that, what’s the point?
"Ms.
Zhang, I actually think that what Master Huan said may offend many people, but it will also make more people who have opinions and ideas about the current film market but dare not express their admiration from the bottom of their hearts ” Chen Kexin has been in this industry for a long time and has a lot of sad feelings.
Yang Huan shook his head.
He was not that great.
He just wanted to express his opinions and make his voice heard.
"Let's go and celebrate" At this moment, Long Wu walked over quickly, leaned into Yang Huan's ear and said something.
"Mr.
Zhuang called and said he saw you on TV."
"No?"
Yang Huan was a little surprised.
It turns out that the old man also likes watching movies.
"He said he wanted to see the Qianlong-era vases collected by the Queen of England."
This was taken by Yang Huan when he attended a gathering of nobles in the UK.
The price is not expensive, after all, it is a niche auction.
The Duke of Westminster said it was from the royal collection.
It seems that the old man who likes antiques is impatient.
"Okay, you go drive and we go to Yuquan Mountain."
Long Wu immediately agreed to go.
After Long Wu left, Yang Huan came to Zhang Ning's side.
"You can take them to our seven-star hotel later and have a lively celebration party."
Zhang Ning nodded, "You won't go."
Yang Huan sighed, "Mr.
Zhuang misses me."
Zhang Ning snorted, you are neither a beauty nor a child, what does the old man want you to do?
But she couldn't say more or ask more about this kind of thing, so she nodded and agreed.
Before Yang Huan left, he did not forget to remind him, "Tonight, remember, punishment."
Zhang Ning naturally knew that, and gave him a charming look, with eyes full of love.
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Yang Huan confessed to the people present a few more times before leaving.
By the time Yang Huan arrived at Yuquan Mountain, the guards at the foot of the mountain had already received the news and immediately let him go.
When I arrived at the banker's mansion, I rang the doorbell, and it was my future father-in-law who opened the door.
"Uncle Zhuang" "Come on, come in quickly, the old man is waiting impatiently."
Yang Huan held the vase in both hands and walked in quickly.
Mr.
Zhuang sat on the mahogany chair in the living room and looked at Yang Huan who came in with a smile.
"Grandpa Zhuang" As soon as Mr.
Zhuang saw Yang Huan, the smile on his face became even brighter.
"You kid just made a big splash, aren't you afraid of being too bright?"
Yang Huan gently placed the vase in his hand on the coffee table, and without being timid, he went to the chair next to him and sat down, while replying to the old man's words.
"What are you afraid of?
They won't really eat me.
Don't I make sense?"
Zhuang Mingyang just smiled slightly.
It was obvious to them that it was just a child's play.
"When you come back this time, you won't come here specifically to give me a vase, right?"
As the old man spoke, he put his crutches aside, put on his reading glasses, reached for the vase, and looked at it with interest.
Yang Huan noticed that he was wearing the warm jade she had given him before.
No wonder Zhuang Ziqing said that the old man liked it very much "If I said yes, you wouldn't believe me either."
The old man deliberately kept a straight face and said, "Nonsense" After a pause, he added, "I can't believe eight of your ten sentences."
After saying that, both Mr.
Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang burst out laughing.
"Grandpa Zhuang, people say that you are short-handed when taking advantage of others and soft-spoken when trying to eat others.
You are old" "Hey, I was taking your vase, but I didn't slap you, so my hands are short, but I didn't eat yours, so why should I be so soft-spoken?"
Mr.
Zhuang was obviously sophistry.
Yang Huan was at his wits end now.
He was so suppressed that he couldn't even say a word.
The look of grievance made Zhuang Mingyang feel extremely happy.
You kid, there are times when you are pressed by others.
I really should let my eldest brother come and take a look.
Mr.
Zhuang obviously likes Yang Huan very much.
Otherwise, with his status and character, how could he joke casually?
How many people are eager for the old man to make a joke on him?
He doesn't even look away from others.
"Okay, take your short hand and give you some good news."
"What good news?"
Yang Huan was surprised.
Zhuang Mingyang nodded and smiled: "Didn't you say before that you would recruit a few more retired Dragon and Phoenix special forces?"
"Ah, I have an idea."
Yang Huan became excited upon hearing this.
He only has seven or eight people at the moment, which is too few.
If he could go out with forty bodyguards like Abramovich, and they would be surrounded by them, that would be a majestic thing.
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"I found six for you.
I'll ask Long Wu to contact you later."
"Only six" Yang Huan was disappointed.
This is too little, right?
"No, you really think that the special forces of the Dragon Group and Phoenix Group are mass-produced."
Zhuang Mingyang got angry, "It would be good if we could find six."
After Yang Huan heard this, there was nothing he could do, just six.
"Also, the military has also agreed and strongly supports your research and development of driverless cars in Longhai.
In addition, your cooperation with Longhai Automobile, I believe there will not be a big problem.
It is your big brother who helped you with this matter."
Aston Martin's three new cars have achieved very gratifying results after opening pre-orders.
In less than three months, up to 10,000 units have been booked around the world, and more than 7,000 units have been booked domestically.
Although Aston Martin currently has car manufacturing plants in the UK and Longhai, they are still not enough.
Therefore, Yang Huan decided to learn from Apple's approach, outsource manufacturing and assembly, and specialize in R&D and design himself.
After much consideration and selection, Longhai Automobile was finally chosen.
This group's car manufacturing technology is second to none in the country.
If they are the OEM, there won't be any big problems in quality control.
"Thank you Uncle Zhuang" As soon as Yang Huan heard that the matter was settled, he felt better.
"I heard that you refused the Queen's award," Mr.
Zhuang asked with concern.
"Well, I don't think it does any good.
It's just an honor, but it can easily cause misunderstandings, so" Mr.
Zhuang couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, it's rare that you can think of this."
Yang Huan handled this matter through the Duke of Westminster, and the royal family did not announce it to the public, so there were no problems between the two parties.
Yang Huan continued to attend aristocratic gatherings and even took photos of many things.
Either donate it to the country or simply give it away.
Anyway, Yang Huan himself has no interest in these.
"By the way, Grandpa Zhuang, have you ever heard of Huang's Massage Parlor?"
Yang Huan asked cautiously.
This concerns the team and the injured, so we must be careful.
He also plans to find more people to learn about this massage parlor.
Mr.
Zhuang and Zhuang Mingyang looked at each other and laughed, "You are talking about Master Huang Wenying."
"Yes, you know each other" Mr.
Zhuang nodded with a smile, "He is well-known in the capital and in the country, but as he has aged in recent years, most of them are his sons and apprentices who take care of the medical clinic."
“How is the technology?”
Mr.
Zhuang smiled and said nothing.
Zhuang Mingyang smiled and said: "The old man often invites him to his home, what do you think?"
This time Yang Huan felt that there was no problem.
Unexpectedly, the capital city is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
"Why did you ask about this person?"
Mr.
Zhuang asked curiously.
Yang Huan immediately explained the team's situation and his thoughts.
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When the old man heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "This is a good thing."
Zhuang Mingyang also thinks it’s good, “In recent years, domestic doubts about traditional Chinese medicine have become louder and louder.”
"It is undeniable that Chinese medicine does have shortcomings and needs to be improved, but it is not objective to completely deny Chinese medicine and praise Western medicine.
If massage and acupuncture can be applied in the field of European professional football, this will have huge benefits for Chinese medicine."
Mr.
Zhuang also thinks so.
"Well, it's too late today.
I'll call Lao Huang tomorrow and ask him to come and talk to him about this matter.
Even if I can't convince him to go in person, I have to ask him to arrange for his most proud disciple to go with you. " Football is the most influential sport in the world.
If Chinese medicine can be recognized and promoted in football, it is conceivable that it will soon enter other sports.
This will have a huge promotion effect on the development of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Then thank you, Grandpa Zhuang."
"Why are you thanking me?"
Mr.
Zhuang smiled and shook his head, "You, you did a good job in this matter, very good."
Yang Huan smiled lightly and said nothing more.
After coming out of the banker's mansion and sitting in the car going home, Yang Huan was a little surprised.
I didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.
With Mr.
Zhuang coming forward, I believe Huang Wenying won't have much of a problem.
Then we have to go back to the UK without further ado and heal Toni Kroos’s injury first.
After letting go of this worry, Yang Huan felt relaxed, and he couldn't help but think of home.
The celebration party should be over, right?
Zhang Ning and Lin Yuner should both go home at this time.
When he thought of this, his whole heart became hot, and he wished he could put on his wings and fly back.
But when he returned home, he found that the person who opened the door was Horikita Maki.
"Why are you here?"
Yang Huan was full of surprise.
We often chat on WeChat and look at photos frequently, but the two of them haven’t seen each other for a while.
Horikita Maki was also full of surprise when she saw Yang Huan.
But hearing him ask this made me feel a little aggrieved.
"I'm coming to the awards ceremony."
"Really?
Then why didn't I see you?"
Horikita Maki curled her lips and thought to herself, your heart is so focused on Sister Zhang Ning and Yoona, how can you notice me?
Don't say it's me, you didn't even see Uncle Psy After Yang Huan entered the door, he saw that the Japanese otaku was a little unhappy, and he knew better.
"Hey, little sister," Yang Huan hugged Horikita Maki's shoulders affectionately, "I'll tell you something."
"What's the matter?"
Horikita Maki was so hugged by him, she immediately blushed and gasped, and her heartbeat accelerated.
"Didn't I promise you before?"
"Hmm" She didn't even remember.
"It's just breast enlargement, remember?"
Yang Huan's right hand pointed out of thin air and scratched her chest fiercely, his eyes looking at it with evil eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because of the clothes I’m wearing, or because I haven’t seen him for so long.
Yang Huan noticed that she seemed to have gotten a lot bigger recently.
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Horikita Maki was so amused by his actions and words that she felt so shy.
"I found a highly skilled massage master.
He promised to teach me a secret massage technique, which he said can achieve the effect of breast enlargement.
I will learn it later and come to help you."
Her breasts are too small, which has always been a problem for Horikita Maki.
As soon as she heard that breast enlargement could be done, she was immediately interested and nodded hurriedly.
But when I think about it, massage That's not to keep his hands there
How can it be But Yang Huan had already achieved his goal, and walked up the stairs step by step with a smile.
It seemed that he was still humming a song.
"You are my little little apple":