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Chapter 208 OK or not

There may be many reasons for a person's success, but Zhang Yang's reason for success is very simple: he had a cheat code!

However, he couldn't tell the truth at this moment, so he pretended to be sophisticated and said, "Because I can see the future."

What could Sun Yu do about Zhang Yang's show-off attitude? He could only let him show off.

Because it was close to the Chinese New Year, Zhang Yang made appearances in various departments of the company and distributed a lot of year-end bonuses. Originally, Zhang Yang planned to hold an annual party, but now that there are only a few people, it wouldn't be very interesting to hold one, so he decided to wait until next year.

Zhang Yang's generous payouts made all the employees very happy. After all, everyone works to earn money, not for love.

The Spring Festival is just around the corner. It is an irreplaceable festival for all Chinese people. Even those living far from home are celebrating in their own way, and many people are sending their blessings.

happychinesenewyear or HappyLunarNewYear.

Some might say, why be so serious? They just don't understand China, why hold a grudge?

Just like what Sister Huaquan said, who in their right mind would pursue the truth of things? They would just vent their emotions.

People like to use force to control others, so Happy Lunar New Year is because we've been put on hold. Everyone should understand.

Having not been home for a long time, Zhang Yang finally returned home on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Upon entering, Zhang Yang found Zhang Yi and Zhang Miao watching TV on the sofa, while his father, Zhang Dahai, was flipping through a newspaper.

Seeing Zhang Yang return, Zhang Dahai put down his newspaper and said, "You're back."

"Yes, Dad, I'm back."

Zhang Yang responded and prepared to go back to his room to change his clothes, but before he had taken two steps, his mother, Yang Jinhua, called out to him as she came out of the kitchen: "Xiao Yang, come here, Mom has something to tell you."

"I'll be right there after I change my clothes."

After changing into his loungewear, Zhang Yang squeezed onto the sofa and casually asked, "Mom, what do you want to tell me?"

"Xiaoyang, tell me, how old are you now?"

"You need to ask me that? Didn't you give birth to me?"

"You'll be 25 next year, you know? Back in our hometown, who's still single at 25? Their kids are already running around. And you, you're not worried at all. What are you waiting for?"

"Why are you bringing this up?"

Zhang Yang felt a little uneasy under his mother Yang Jinhua's gaze. He glanced at Zhang Dahai, who was engrossed in his newspaper and didn't respond. Zhang Miao and Zhang Yi, on the other hand, looked on with expressions of anticipation.

Seeing Zhang Yang looking around, Yang Jinhua said gently, "Xiao Yang, it's time for you to settle down and start a family."

Zhang Yang planned to use his teleportation ability, so he turned his attention to Zhang Yi: "Mom, my brother and sister aren't married yet, why should I be in such a hurry?"

Yang Jinhua glared at Zhang Yang, annoyed: "Whether it's your brother or your sister, they're already engaged and getting married over the New Year!"

Zhang Yang's tactics failed, and he could only give an awkward laugh, his eyes darting around.

"Xiaoyang, there are tabloid stories about you all over the internet. Tell your mother the truth, who are you dating? Is it Jing Tian?"

Or is it Liu Yifei?

When his mother pressed him for details, Zhang Yangqian chuckled twice: "Mom, everything on the internet is just made up by those reporters, don't take it seriously!"

"Xiaoyang, you're not young anymore. Even if you don't get married right away, you should find someone to settle down with. Jing Tian's family is quite well-off. As for Liu Yifei, I've also asked around, and her family is also quite well-off. I'm going to be frank with you today. I hope to settle down with my daughter-in-law as soon as possible."

After Yang Jinhua finished speaking, she stared at Zhang Yang. Zhang Dahai also put down his newspaper, leaned back on the sofa, and watched the scene unfold.

Zhang Yangqian couldn't even manage a smile anymore.

marry?

He never considered that he hadn't had enough fun yet and didn't want to give up an entire forest for one tree.

"Mom, don't worry, I've made up my mind, I'll tell you as soon as I do."

Yang Jinhua glared at Zhang Yang, unleashing a deadly stare: "Don't try to fool me, give me a straight answer!"

Zhang Yang wanted to laugh but couldn't. He wanted to cry but couldn't shed a tear. He looked left and right, unable to think of anything to say.

Strictly speaking, both Jing Tian and Liu Yifei are excellent marriage partners.

Although the concept of marrying someone of equal social standing is somewhat feudal, social classes have always existed in every dynasty. Marrying someone from a humble background or a wealthy family doesn't guarantee happiness, but it's highly likely that the couple will live a good life.

"Mom, if you want to hold your grandchildren, it's simple. Next year, I'll definitely let you hold your grandchildren, and more than one!"

Zhang Yang's shameless behavior infuriated Yang Jinhua, who angrily flicked Zhang Yang on the forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about? What will you do if they expose this? Ugh, what a mess! None of them can give me any peace of mind."

"Mom, I won't bother you anymore, I'm going to change my clothes!"

After saying that, Zhang Yang ran up the stairs.

Watching Zhang Yang's retreating figure, Yang Jinhua sighed helplessly.

On his first night back home, Zhang Yang slept exceptionally well, not waking up until almost 10 a.m.

His mother, Yang Jinhua, didn't wake him up and let him sleep until he woke up naturally. When Zhang Yang woke up, his father, Zhang Dahai, had already gone out, and Zhang Yi, Zhang Miao, and Zhang Lin were not there.

After Zhang Yang finished washing up, he saw his mother, Yang Jinhua, had returned. He asked her what was wrong and learned that his father, older brother, and older sister were putting up Spring Festival couplets.

Zhang Yang also went out to help. After putting up the Spring Festival couplets, they had a simple lunch. Around 7 p.m., Yang Jinhua started making dumplings.

Zhang Yang likes tofu dumplings, Zhang Dahai likes beef dumplings, Zhang Yi and Zhang Miao like celery dumplings, and Zhang Lin likes cabbage and mushroom dumplings.

Therefore, this family needs to make several kinds of dumplings.

Bored, Zhang Yang volunteered to help his mother. He wasn't very good at rolling out dough, but he could make dumplings. They might not look very appealing, but it wouldn't hurt if his family ate them.

The mother and son enjoyed a rare moment of warmth, but Yang Jinhua couldn't resist continuing yesterday's topic.

"Xiaoyang, do you like Jing Tian more, or Liu Yifei more?"

Zhang Yang said helplessly, "Mom, can't I like Yang Mi a little more?"

"Yang Mi won't do. Girls in Beijing are too hot-tempered; they're always snapping at people!"

It's a good thing Yang Mi wasn't there, otherwise she would have confidently assured him: "Mom, don't worry, I'll be very obedient. If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west."

"What about Tangyan?"

"No, Tang Yan is several years older than you!"

Zhang Yang got excited and started joking with his mother: "Mom, don't you really like Fan Bingbing? How about I get Fan Bingbing to give you a grandson?"

Yang Jinhua glared at Zhang Yang, annoyed. "Xiao Yang, it's fine for you to play around outside, but please don't get pregnant. Take your Uncle Li's son, Li Peng, for example. The other day, your dad ran into Uncle Li, and a girl came with a child, insisting that Li Peng marry her!"

"Is it confirmed that it's Li Peng's child? Could it be that it's my Uncle Li's illegitimate son, and Li Peng is trying to take the blame?"

Zhang Yang's words left Yang Jinhua both amused and exasperated: "Don't talk nonsense! Your Uncle Li took Li Peng to get a paternity test done on the child, and it confirmed that the child is indeed Li Peng's. Now, your Uncle Li's house is in complete chaos!"

Zhang Yang seized the opportunity to buy himself some time: "That's why it's so chaotic outside, I have to search carefully, otherwise it's your son who's in trouble."

Yang Jinhua glared at him, but her tone softened a bit: "Xiao Yang, you really can't be careless when it comes to finding a partner. If you end up marrying a troublesome girl, that would be a real problem."

Do you remember Zhenshan, the son of your Uncle Chen? His wife had three children with him, but because of Li Peng's affair, they had paternity tests done, and two of them weren't Chen's children. Your Uncle Chen is furious.

Zhang Yang perked up and immediately transformed into a hawk in a melon patch: "Really? I remember Da Zhenshan's wife seemed quite virtuous, not the type to go back and mess around."

Speaking of gossip, many people may complain about their relatives gossiping, but when it comes to real gossip, as long as it's not their own family matter, most people are happy to join in and enjoy it.

Absolutely a notorious double standard!

Since Zhang Yang became famous, Yang Jinhua has gone from passively observing gossip to actively seeking it out, collecting gossip from her friends' homes so that she can retaliate against those who tease her.

Just as the two were gossiping, Zhang Lin, Zhang Yi, and Zhang Miao returned, and the three of them began to lend a hand.

After Zhang Dahai returned, Yang Jinhua started making dumplings.

The family started eating dumplings. After finishing the dumplings, the family sat together chatting and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

In the 2010 Spring Festival Gala, the main hosts were still Dong Qing, Zhu Jun and his group. The king of sketch comedy had not yet retired, and his program was still the most anticipated program by audiences all over China.

The princess sang "Legend," which amazed many people and also made Li Jian famous.

For Zhang Yang personally, his favorite comedy sketch of this year's Spring Festival Gala was still "Donation" by the "King of Comedy," and the rest...

Zhang Yang didn't really like any of the skits.

Of course, the Little Tigers' reunion was just something many people enjoyed watching.

Regardless of how much people may dislike the Spring Festival Gala in the future, it is currently the largest stage in China, and for someone like Zhang Yang who grew up watching the Spring Festival Gala, it carries a special sentiment.

At this point, if you were to say that the peak viewership rating reached 50%, probably not many people would question it, after all, the reputation of the King of Comedy is strong.

As for a 40% viewership rating, that's a bit of an underestimation of the King of Comedy.

Zhang Yang leaned back on the sofa, with hot tea his mother had just brought him on his left, the background noise of the Spring Festival Gala playing on his right, and messages exploding one after another on his phone screen like fireworks.

He saw Yang Mi first.

"Director Zhang, Happy New Year! I wish you become more and more handsome, richer and richer, and more and more... Oh, and remember to give me a few more good scripts next year!"

The accompanying picture is a selfie she just posted, wearing a red sweater, making a heart shape with her hands at the camera, and her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

Zhang Yang smiled and replied, "Happy New Year. We'll talk about the notebook after the New Year."

Next up is Tang Yan.

"Director Zhang, thank you for taking care of me this past year. I will work even harder in the new year. I hope... I hope I can continue to stand by your side. Happy New Year."

A cautious anticipation permeates the words.

Zhang Yang recalled how she had curled up in his arms that night, and his heart softened.

Reply: "Yes, Happy New Year."

The news about Liu Shishi was the shortest.

Happy New Year, Director Zhang. Wishing you peace and joy.

Eight characters: clean and tidy.

Zhang Yang didn't flirt with the other person, but replied with "Happy New Year" and then swiped his phone to the side.

The news about Jing Tian was much more exciting.

"Zhang Yang, Happy New Year! Wishing you a prosperous and fantastic year! Oh, by the way, I learned a dance this year, I'll dance it for you! I'll come see you after the New Year! You can't refuse! It's a deal!"

It was followed by a string of firecracker emojis and heart emojis.

Zhang Yang chuckled and replied, "Okay, I'll definitely enjoy it."

When Liu Yifei sent the message, it was already past eleven o'clock. Her style was as simple and proper as ever, but with a subtle warmth.

Happy New Year, Zhang Yang! Thank you for our meeting this year. May all your wishes come true in the new year.

As Zhang Yang looked at the words, the other person's pretty face appeared in his mind, and he began to type: "Happy New Year, and may it be for you too."

As the clock struck midnight, fireworks burst forth outside the window, red, green, and gold, painting the night sky with dazzling brilliance.

Zhang Yang stood up and walked to the window.

My phone was still vibrating, sending New Year's greetings from artists, business partners, and friends in the group chat, one after another, as lively as if it were the New Year.

Zhang Yang sent messages to some partners he considered important. Just then, the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala came from the TV, mingling with the deafening sound of fireworks outside the window.

Fireworks exploded one after another in the night sky, illuminating the entire city as if it were daytime.

Zhang Yang stood by the window, watching the fleeting brilliance, yet his heart was unusually calm.

The phone was still vibrating when Yang Jinhua, the mother, poked her head out from the kitchen: "Xiaoyang, your uncle is on the phone!"

"They're here."

He walked back to the living room, where his father was already chatting with his eldest uncle, with Zhang Yi, Zhang Miao, and Zhang Lin occasionally chiming in.

Zhang Yang would occasionally chime in, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

During this time, the eldest uncle's grandson even tried to talk to Zhang Yang, and then something happened that left Zhang Yang both amused and exasperated.

The little boy wanted Zhang Yang to sign his autograph. He wanted autographs from Wang Like, Liu Yifei, Fan Bingbing, Jing Tian, ​​and any pretty female celebrity.

What could Zhang Yang do but agree?

After hanging up with his uncle, Zhang Yang's phone vibrated again; this time it was Lei Jun.

"Mr. Zhang, Happy New Year! Let's chat more next year when we have time. I'd like to hear your opinion on a few projects."

Zhang Yang replied, "Happy New Year, Mr. Lei. I'll come see you after the New Year."

Lei Jun replied with "OK".

A question instantly flashed through Zhang Yang's mind: Are you OK?

Zhang Yang put down his phone, and his father asked from beside him, "Who was that?"

"A friend of mine works in investment."

Zhang Dahai nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He didn't know much about his son's circle and never interfered. But as long as his son said it was good, he believed him.

After sitting for a while, Zhang Yang stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

"Okay, get some rest!"