Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Yang Che sighed. He really couldn't let one woman monopolize him for too long. Look at him, he'd only spent two days with Da Meiyuan, and he couldn't stand it on the third day. Of course, it was also a coincidence that Wang Fei had been back in Beijing for three days.

Gao Yuanyuan then walked slowly and cheerfully behind her boyfriend, her hands behind her back.

Whose call was it?

"Wang Fei's."

Gao Yuanyuan pouted: "I guessed it."

Yang Che put away his phone, then hugged Da Meiyuan and kissed her: "Mmm...sweet."

Gao Yuanyuan immediately beamed, her voice sweet and soft, "Brown sugar and honey water, how could it not be sweet? Darling, I want to eat steak, I've already bought it, you can cook it."

"Okay, but we also need to eat sausage and drink soy milk today."

"Ugh, how annoying!"

Still so cloying and overly affectionate.

"Darling, I kept thinking about you today, and I was distracted in the classroom. It's strange, sometimes during summer vacation, I wouldn't think about you for days at a time..."

"Gao Yuanyuan, what you said hurts me so much."

"I'm just telling you what I really think."

"..."

"Honey, Little Fatty's period is on the same day as mine."

"Hmm? Oh, she did postpone it before. Her schedule is irregular, she's always busy, and she's a money-grubber. You should try to persuade her."

"I won't try to persuade you. Just go and earn it. The more you earn, the better."

"....."

"Honey, my aunt called and said she wanted me to come back to Longcheng with you for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Oh? Didn't you tell her you were going to Canada?"

Yang Che quickly called his parents back to explain.

Time passed day by day.

On September 5th, the printing factory in Shunyi officially started operations. Yu Wenhao and Liu Chang secured business from over 60% of the film and television media companies in Beijing, as well as more than a dozen other companies. It's estimated that, after covering staff and factory expenses, they made over 30,000 yuan in profit that month...

Regarding "The Missing Gun", Jiang Wen went to Zhucheng again on September 4th to set up the set. He also brought his childhood friend Er Yong along, since he is a producer with more power.

After Wang Fei's phone call, Yang Che went to her place the next day, and then every other day thereafter. When he arrived at Jialin Garden, he learned why Old Wang was angry: as soon as Yang Che entered, he saw her taking a sanitary napkin to the bathroom...

Another thing worth mentioning is that Hao Lei would send a text message every now and then, which was meaningless and not about anything specific.

Hao Lei once complained about Chen Hao, saying that she loves to preach... She can talk for ages about a single fruit, showing off how knowledgeable she is.

Yang Che said, "I also love to preach, and I hate people who preach to me."

Hao Lei said, "You're annoying."

However, Hao Lei stopped complaining about Chen Hao after that and started complaining about the weather and food in Guangzhou instead....

Yang Che would also send her messages, saying things that came to mind or song lyrics. Hmm... the kind of thing Gao Yuanyuan really likes. Of course, not in a flirtatious way.

For example, my wrist hurts a little, and I don't know if it's because the watch strap is too short or because the watch is wrapped too tightly.

She replied: Your wrists must be thick now.

.....

The two didn't talk about love, but it was quite interesting, and Yang Che enjoyed the feeling.

On September 8th, Yang Che took Li Xiangdong to Toronto—yes, Canada, not the United States.

James Wan and his team have been in Toronto for over a week.

Of course, he'll definitely still go to New York; he needs to discuss the promotion of "Saw."

The 13-hour flight left Yang Che quite irritable, and he somewhat regretted not bringing Guo Xiaoyue along. His assistant, though aloof, was undeniably beautiful. Now he had to bring Li Xiangdong along and act as his translator... well, it was Air Canada.

Foreign girls, well, they tend to look prettier because of their fame, but Yang Che has face blindness when it comes to ordinary people.

After landing, Yang Che regretted even more that he hadn't listened to his assistant.

He never expected that work visa checks in Canada would take so long, as if they were afraid he was trying to illegally enter the country.

Two full hours.

The ten-odd minutes spent processing tourist visas on the plane.

Oh, right, the assistant told him to fly to New York first to enter the US, and then go to Toronto, since it's only an hour from New York to Toronto anyway.

Yang Che found it troublesome...

When I got off at Pearson Airport, it was 11 p.m. local time on September 8th. Yes, Toronto is 12 hours behind Beijing.

The person who came to pick him up was Laurie Torune, who is 1.9 meters tall, still with short brown hair, and still full of passion.

He is a producer and the operations director of the American company Vertical Entertainment.

"Hey, boss, welcome to North America."

Yang Che reached out his hand in response to Laurie's warm hug.

Laurie Torune laughed and then said, "You don't look well."

"It doesn't just look bad. Let's go, all I want to do right now is sleep."

"That's a good thing, you don't have to deal with jet lag, Boss."

"Lauley, you really are an excellent producer. You can see things from a different perspective."

"Hahaha, thank you, BOSS. Dane (Wu Shih-hsien's English name) told me that he would give me a raise this time because I did a very good job."

As Yang Che got into a Chevrolet SUV, he rubbed his forehead and said, "Laurie, I'm Chinese..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a woman call out from behind, "Yang Che, is that you?"

The three of them turned around at the same time. Yang Che was quite surprised: "Zhang Ziyi? What are you doing here? Are you alone?"

The wariness in Zhang Ziyi's eyes vanished instantly, and her tense body relaxed. Although her face still showed signs of fatigue, the smile on her face was genuine, all of which indicated that she trusted Yang Che.

"Yes, I flew all the way from Beijing to attend the Toronto International Film Festival. Could you give me a ride? I need to get to this hotel..."

Yang Che and Zhang Ziyi have no connection whatsoever. If one had to pinpoint a connection, it would be that Yang Che gave her a kind look at the Beijing press conference for "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon".

Seeing the almost childlike trust in her expression, Yang Che felt a little confused, but also quite pleased.

After all, this guy will soon be an international star.

"Get on the bus first, heading east."

Yang Che winked as he spoke.

"Why."

After Li Xiangdong responded, he went to get Zhang Ziyi's luggage.

"Thanks."

After getting into the car, Yang Che learned that the two had been on the same flight, but had not seen each other for nearly 20 hours since arriving in Beijing.

No wonder some people say that although business class and economy class are separated by only a half-open curtain, they are like two completely different worlds.

Yang Che didn't ask why they didn't buy her a first-class ticket, nor did she ask why the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" crew wouldn't even buy her a first-class ticket.