Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: This Top Star Has Real Achievements

For Zhao Fang, this was indeed a piece of cake.

If the matter hadn't become known to the entire internet, given Zhang Yimou's contributions to the country and the industry, this kind of family matter wouldn't have been a big deal at all.

Just as outsiders always say there are no special privileges, when you really reach a certain level, flexibility within the rules is everywhere.

After leaving Zhang Yimou's house, Li Xiang walked alone in the community garden and took out his phone to call Zhao Fang.

Keeping his promise to Zhang Yimou, he explained the whole story in his own name and earnestly asked for her help at the end.

After listening, Zhao Fang scoffed on the other end of the line: "Zhang Weiping handled this matter in a very unseemly way."

Of course, she also sensed the weight and concerns in Li Xiang's words, but she still made the decision immediately.

"Tell Director Zhang to rest assured that he will get things done within three days. You don't need to worry about the fines or paperwork, and you don't even need to show your face."

I'll handle everything on my end; you just wait for the results. Heh, as long as it doesn't get out into the open, this is nothing.

As for the rest, neither Zhao Fang nor Li Xiang said anything. Some things don't need to be said aloud—

Because, no matter how many detours were taken in the process, this incident has brought Zhang Yimou and Hua Ce, who were previously only vaguely distant, closer together.

The reason why no one is mentioning this deeper meaning right now is simply because "The Flowers of War" is still in the spotlight.

The entanglement between Zhang Yimou and Zhang Weiping has not yet come to a complete end, and any close connection with the new company at this moment could give others a handle to use against him.

Zhao Fang knew even better that these things couldn't be rushed.

What she wanted was not temporary control, but a natural and tacit understanding. The seeds planted now will slowly sprout once the storm has passed.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiang stood there for a while and thought about it. He felt that Zhao Fang's move, which was "subtle and subtle," was indeed much better than rushing to discuss cooperation.

It was said to take three days, and it really did only take three days.

Three days later, in the afternoon, Li Xiang received a call from Zhao Fang, who said that someone would deliver all the replacement documents to his apartment shortly and that he should wait at home.

In the evening, someone from Huace specially flew in to deliver a sealed folder.

Without delay, Li Xiang grabbed the documents and rushed to Zhang Yimou's house, secretly admiring Zhao Fang's efficiency.

The entire process was kept completely secret, even from those close to Zhou Jie and Zhang Hui, perfectly avoiding the risk of "helping but causing trouble".

When they knocked on the Zhang family's door, only He Ting was home.

Upon seeing the folder in Li Xiang's hand, his eyes lit up instantly, and his hands trembled slightly as he took it.

Opening the folder and looking through it one by one, the birth certificates of the three children and the supplementary records from the hospital were all clearly visible, and the red stamps were neatly affixed.

She quickly ran back to her room, took out the marriage certificate she and Zhang Yimou had just received, and solemnly placed it on top of the documents, looking as if she were piecing together a complete jigsaw puzzle.

"It's all together... It's really all together now." She murmured, her eyes red-rimmed, but she stubbornly refused to shed a tear in front of the younger generation.

He just gripped Li Xiang's hand with unusual strength.

"Xiao Xiang, your aunt doesn't know how to thank you. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, your Uncle Zhang will definitely not let you suffer any losses."

I understand what you celebrities care about. Just remember, in the Zhang family, you'll always be number one.

"Auntie, what are you saying?" Li Xiang waved his hand with a smile, "It's all what I should do."

He Ting wiped his eyes and suddenly sighed: "I've been with your Uncle Zhang for ten years, always wanting a stable life and a legitimate status."

I used to think I could just keep my head down and get through things, but now I realize that some hurdles require a helping hand to overcome.

She looked up at Li Xiang, her eyes filled with gratitude, "I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life..."

Just then, the elevator rang, and it turned out that Zhang Yimou had returned.

He saw Li Xiang, and naturally also saw the pile of documents on the table. He walked over, picked up the marriage certificate on top, and ran his fingertips over the gold-embossed double happiness character twice.

He lowered his head and smiled at Li Xiang. In that smile, the previous tension was finally gone, replaced by a sense of relief as if he had finally landed.

"You're probably leaving tomorrow, so why don't you stay for a meal?" They didn't say anything more, but that was the best attitude they could offer.

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The 15-hour direct flight left Li Xiang feeling like every bone in his body was screaming.

But glancing around, she saw Sister Zhou touching up her makeup in front of the mirror, Xiao Jiang watching a TV series, and Zhang Yu flipping through documents, occasionally making annotations.

Even Guo Pei was sketching something in his sketchbook, each of them calm and composed, as if this long flight was just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

If he complains of being tired now, wouldn't he look like a brat who cries and wails over a scrape?

So he could only swallow back the complaints that were on the tip of his tongue and silently rubbed his sore neck.

I arrived in New York at around 7 p.m., which was an awkward time.

Moreover, he had slept on and off during the flight and was wide awake now, but he simply didn't have the guts to wander around this unfamiliar place...

Although we haven't reached the point of "happiness and beauty on the tip of the iceberg, gunfights every day" yet, it's always good to be cautious.

The group decided to stay at the hotel. Li Xiang dawdled over watching an old movie and flipping through a few pages of a fashion magazine before finally falling asleep around 1 a.m.

As a result, he was gently woken up by Xiao Jiang at around 7 a.m. the next morning.

"Brother Xiang, Editor-in-Chief Zhang is already waiting downstairs."

Li Xiang sat up with messy hair, still feeling dazed—this Editor-in-Chief Zhang was indeed a notorious workaholic.

He grabbed the clothes he had already put together and muttered as he rushed to the bathroom, "Coming, coming, almost there."

The person in the mirror had dark circles under his eyes. He splashed cold water on his face and finally woke up a bit.

When I opened the door, Sister Zhou was already waiting at the entrance with a thermos: "I just made some honey water, have a couple of sips to perk yourself up, I'm going to be busy today."

Li Xiang took the cup and drank two mouthfuls. The sweet warmth went down his throat, and he felt much more energetic.

"Let's go see Editor-in-Chief Zhang." He straightened his collar and quickened his pace toward the elevator.

While the group ate a quick breakfast, Zhang Yu also briefed Li Xiang and the others on the general itinerary for the day.

"When we get to New York, we're in Anna's territory, and the first thing we have to do is see her."

I've already arranged a time, and she's currently quite curious about you, so she didn't refuse. The meeting is scheduled for Vogue headquarters.

"By the way, I brought all the traditional Chinese style designs from the March issue with me. I'd like to take this opportunity to promote our traditional Chinese style designs."

However, you should also be mentally prepared—although you have the right to wear these clothes first,

But if Anna wants a male model to wear your body, or even for a photoshoot, you'd better not refuse.

Zhang Yu looked at him and said frankly, "Compared to them, we are indeed still far behind. When you're under someone else's roof, you have to be patient for now."

Li Xiang understood this point: foreigners' arrogance was ingrained in their bones, and they might not even be polite to their own people, let alone to outsiders like them.

If we're really talking about having real confidence, we'll have to wait until our national strength is so great that they have no choice but to take us seriously.

Just like ten years later, even that Trump had to reluctantly acknowledge the weight of the two poles in the world before it could be called a true rise. Right now, it's still a bit lacking.

The group traveled by car to the headquarters of Vogue, and there were no dramatic or embarrassing incidents during the trip.

In addition, Zhang Yu was Anna's handpicked editor-in-chief, so she naturally had to give her that face.

Therefore, the meeting place was not chosen to be a regular reception room, and the group was led directly into her office.