"No. 4 next door used to be Zhang Zongchang's foreign residence. Before liberation, No. 2 was an official's residence. It was assigned to me after the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the past few years, some students who came to join forces were placed here, but there were no
Other tenants.”
"They're all back now?"
"Yes, but this was not my house originally. It was allocated to me by the government. My children have already gotten married and started a business. When I die, the house will be handed over to me, and I will have nothing to worry about."
"You are of a higher level, but I can't. I have to live here in such a nice yard."
In the small living room of the main house, Wang Yang and Chen Qi were chatting happily. The early summer sunshine was soft and dappled on the ground through the pomegranate trees in the courtyard. The more Chen Qi looked at it, the more he liked it. Unfortunately, it was not his own.
"Speaking of which, I'm thinking of buying a house. If you have any information, please help me find out."
"Are you buying a house?"
Wang Yang's expression was subtle. People these days are all looking forward to being allocated a house in their work unit. I have never heard of anyone who wants to buy a house by themselves. If you want to buy a house, firstly, it means that the person is rich, and secondly, it means that he is not gregarious.
Ever since he met Chen Qi, Wang Yang had always thought he was weird, but it was vague and hard to describe.
Now it suddenly became clear, and I knew what was the strangest thing about the other party: Chen Qi didn't have the kind of fanatical pursuit of units, especially good units, that ordinary people have, and was very dull.
Take Zhao Qingli as an example.
Did he slap Zhao Qingli in the face? Of course not, he slapped the old employee in the face!
A young man who has not yet been officially transferred scolds an old employee like a grandson in public - even if the other person is at fault first, that is unreasonable!
So Wang Yang called him here today, wanting to have a frank chat, and said, "Xiao Chen, I've heard everything about yesterday, but I won't discuss this with you. I just want to ask, do you really want to join us?"
Beijing Film Studio?"
"Think about it!"
"Then what you are doing doesn't sound like you want to enter."
"..."
Chen Qi was silent for a moment and said: "You have been kind to me. Since you asked, I will tell you the truth today. When a new employee enters the factory, he first does odd jobs and then becomes an assistant. It takes at least ten years to be able to stand alone.
This is the operating law of the unit, I won’t say anything.
But speaking for myself, I absolutely cannot accept wasting ten years in vain. Even with your help, this time may be shortened to five years? Three years?"
"Isn't three years fast enough?"
Wang Yang was surprised. He really considered letting this kid practice for three years. In his mind, it was already a huge leap forward.
"It's really not enough. Do you know what my goal is? I can have full control over a movie from beginning to end, from production to distribution, from director to actors. Only I have the final say!"
"This is impossible!"
Wang Yang is a radical and thinks this idea is too radical.
"With the existing system and policies, the situation you mentioned will never happen. Even if you get the production rights, you still can't distribute. There is China Film Group outside, there is the Film Bureau, and then there is the Ministry of Culture. You go overseas.
, there are also restrictions from the foreign affairs department, how can you be fully responsible?"
"So I said it was a goal, but I didn't say it was going to be achieved now."
Chen Qi smiled and said: "You have your difficulties in this position, and I won't make it difficult for you. I also really want to join the Beijing Film Studio, but I don't want to be transferred in the ordinary way. You have to wait and see.
"Tai Chi", it's too early now.
In short, I am grateful to you and will follow your footsteps of reform, so you can rest assured!”
"Oh, you said you kid..."
Wang Yang was a little out of tune with the channel. It was beyond the scope of his usual thinking, so he could only sigh.
After leaving the conversation, Chen Qi stood up and left.
Wang Yang sat in the room for a while and opened a drawer. There were several letters in it: These were all news about yesterday's events. Some people in the factory wrote letters of report/opinion overnight, demanding that Chen Qi's secondment be stopped.
Drive him away.
As Chen Qi said, as a factory manager, you cannot just act on your own will, you must consider all factors.
"..."
Wang Yang silently glanced at the letters and closed the drawer again.
…………
When Chen Qi entered the Beijing Film Studio again, everyone looked at him differently.
Zhao Qingli is annoying to everyone, so there are some who are enjoying themselves secretly, and there are also those who are increasingly displeased with him, and most of them just watch the excitement. In everyone's eyes, he is already the thorn in the side of the unit, or the thorn in the side on secondment.
"Comrade Chen Qi!"
"Director Sun?"
Suddenly, a person stood in front of him. Chen Qi took a look and saw that it was Sun Wenjin, the deputy director of the factory. Sun Wenjin looked like he had finally been caught by me and said, "Come with me!"
"What?"
"Knowingly asking questions, I am responsible for the discipline within the factory and want to investigate what happened to you yesterday!"
"Oh, you mean Zhao Qingli! Did he report it to you?"
"It's none of your business!"
"No? His client didn't say anything, and he didn't report it to you. Why are you asking me to investigate? The police have to pay attention to both parties when handling the case. You are investigating me unilaterally? Our crew has been delayed for two days, and I have to rush there right away.
, you’re on your way!”
Chen Qi passed directly.
Sun Wenjin's nose was so angry that he was crooked, but it didn't matter that he had never seen anything like this before. Beijing Film Studio had been established for decades, and there were all kinds of people.
For example, the famous Li Chunping, who claimed to be kept by a wealthy Hollywood woman, used to work in the security department of Beijing Film Studio. He was sentenced to three years for fighting and was fired.
Sun Wenjin personally approved it, so he was quite sorry. Why didn't Chen Qi slap Zhao Qingli? Or simply beat him up. That would be a good reason.
Chen Qi: Do you think I’m stupid? I come from an era where fighting back means hitting each other!
A slap worth 50,000 yuan is second only to the risk of helping an old lady...
Having said that, the reason why he has an ambiguous attitude towards entering Beijing Film Studio is because of the existence of these guys. Once he enters and has an official status, he will be constrained by everything.
Where does he have so much capitalist time to fight with these people? This girl is not a home fighting novel, nor is she a workplace novel!
Unless you can airborne directly in a very transcendental capacity, or simply start a new church.
"Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen!"
As soon as he reached the door of the studio, Gong Xue didn't know how long he had been waiting. He hurried over and asked, "Where have you been?"
"Do you have a problem with me?"
"I've heard all about it. I wasn't there yesterday. Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's fine!"
Seeing her anxious look, Chen Qi couldn't help but want to tease her: "Why, are you worried about me? Then I will become Xiong Xinxin and go to the hospital to lie down for a few days. You are not allowed to visit me every day?"
"I'm telling you something serious! Don't joke."
Gong Xue frowned, stamped her feet, tried to raise her voice, and looked angry. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she still looked like a little rabbit.
"Oh, it's okay. Why don't you just scold an old guy? That guy deserves it!"
"Then you can't...why do you say dirty words???" Gong Xue turned her head.
"Ah? It's not a dirty word to say "old boy". You always respect him as an old man. Yes, boy, uh...forget it, let's go in!"
The two of them entered the studio and were waiting inside.
Chen Qi made his first appearance since he went to the hospital yesterday. Everyone greeted him like a hero. Outsiders hate the word protector, but they all like to be the one being protected.
"..."
Zhao Qingli was also there. Now he was honest. He glanced at him and didn't dare to fart.
Chen Qi was too lazy to take care of it anymore and discussed the next scene with Li Wenhua and Yuan Heping. Xiong Xinxin would be hospitalized for observation for a few days, but the scene had been set up and could not be dismantled, so he had to wait.
Li Wenhua said: "How about shooting an outdoor scene first? Half of the street is finished, we can shoot half of the street no problem."
"It's okay, but this scene requires a lot of extras, and there are several small roles with lines."
"Go to the film school and look for it. It happens to be a day off tomorrow and let them come for a day. If you give them a yuan subsidy, the filming can be completed in one day." Li Wenhua said.
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Chen Qi responded.
When filming at Beijing Film Studio, extras were hired on-the-spot, either from the crew or from factory employees. If there were not enough, they had to go outside. So in the 1990s, there were a bunch of Beipiao at the door every day.
Sit down and wait to be called to act.
It depends on how you say this.
If you are Wang Baoqiang, it means having dreams and working hard to make progress.
You are not Wang Baoqiang, that is unrealistic and daydreaming.
Chapter completed!