Most literary and artistic works follow the pace of the times, while a few remain enduring.
"My Chinese Heart" is the one that endures for a long time.
This song must be written by compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao or overseas Chinese, and it must also be sung by compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao or overseas Chinese. The specific subject matter gives it a specific meaning. First of all, it is highly placed here, and then the lyrics are popular and sincere, the melody is catchy, and
ensuring its dissemination.
"..."
After a song was played, the leaders of Radio and Television and CCTV looked embarrassed. They said they had rich experience and novel planning, but they even came up with the specific songs, and it was still the "correct melody."
The representative from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office was eye-catching and wanted to rip the tape and take it back to Mr. Liao to listen to. Mr. Liao would definitely like it.
The leaders of the Ministry of Truth at the coordination meeting also nodded repeatedly. Hong Kong compatriots sing this song, it is very suitable to be played to the people of the whole country!
"How are you feeling?"
Ding Qiao wore a reserved smile and asked knowingly.
"I support! We have been meeting for such a long time, and we should come to a conclusion. They said it would be held during the Spring Festival, but it is already September, and winter will come in the blink of an eye... If we don't make a decision, how much time will we have for preparations?"
A representative from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office spoke first.
"I also think it's good. Lao Ding and the others are quite well prepared."
The leader of the Ministry of Truth smiled and said, seeing that Radio and Television and CCTV remained silent, he simply made it clear: "I don't think it's better than this. This exchange activity includes a TV party, and it will be led by the Ministry of Culture and the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office. You will assist in the work, okay?"
"
It goes without saying how high the level of the Ministry of Truth is.
The two families had to reluctantly agree: "We obey the organization's arrangements!"
"Well, let's break up the meeting today and study the details yourself!"
After the leader finished speaking, he walked up to Ding Qiao and said with a smile: "Old Ding, this song is really good. Can you lend me your tape and copy it so I can take it home and listen to it?"
It's like poking a hornet's nest.
All the officials in the room, big and small, reacted and rushed to him one after another, all talking: "Old Ding, let me transcribe it too!"
"And me and me!"
"I said yesterday, I'm the first!"
"The song we played today was what you said yesterday? As a leader, how can you talk nonsense?"
Ding Qiaotou was tall and snorted coldly.
This group of people really want to listen to themselves, but they also really want to share it with others. Everyone has a circle and everyone has an old leader.
Ding Qiao is not stupid, you gave it to the old leader first, what else should I take? I am still waiting for the Spring Festival day to make a blockbuster and shock the sea! These days, the central leaders also have to watch TV!
"No, no, I just have a box. I can still use it myself!"
"No borrowing, no borrowing, no one borrowing!"
"Goodbye, I'll take the first step!"
Ding Qiao ran away in a hurry.
After finally running out and getting into the car, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief. He had been an official for many years and had never felt so comfortable. The experience of getting an SSR card was so wonderful, the pinnacle of life.
He looked at the gray streets of Beijing in the 1980s passing by and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Xiao Chen is a good comrade!"
After a pause, he repeated again: "Xiao Chen is a good comrade!"
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"Li Hanxiang won't let him go, I have to talk to him!"
In the dormitory, Chen Qi read Liang Jiahui's letter and said angrily: "There are two dramas waiting here, won't they miss my important event?"
"Can't you change someone else?" Gong Xue said.
"There are so many actors on the left, who should I replace? Liang Jiahui is very talented in comedy, and few people can be so open-minded. It will be fun for him to play "Happy Ghost". It happened that Minister Ding also asked me to go back. I have to
Back to Beijing."
"Then you just leave me here?"
"Oh, I'm worried too. On the one hand, I have the great cause of the country, and on the other hand, I have personal relationships with my children. Loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, so I'll just kill myself!"
"Forget it. If you die, I still have to die for my love. When will you leave? I'll take care of it for you."
"Leave tomorrow!"
When Gong Xue heard this, he quickly packed his clothes. Chen Qi went out for a walk and came back and said: "I will take Xiao Yang back. Xiao Mo will stay to protect you. He is familiar with Hong Kong. If you need anything, come to him."
"Why am I so protective? You can take them all back."
"Let him be a driver or a tour guide, that's it."
"You didn't go and say goodbye to your neighbor?"
"I told you, of course I have to tell you something. If I don't tell you, it seems like I feel guilty..."
He was justified. Gong Xue pursed her lips and remained silent. Chen Qi was a little worried and said, "You don't know how to fight, do you?"
"Do you think I'm fighting? Who can I beat? In your eyes, I'm just a shrew?" It was rare for her to get angry, and her voice was much higher, but she still sounded very soft.
"What I mean is that you are too kind and considerate of other people's feelings. If I am not with you, I am afraid that you will wrong yourself. The most important thing is that you are happy. Sometimes you don't have to worry so much..."
"you!"
Gong Xuegang was so angry that he choked and said: "You don't have to talk to me sweetly, you just bully me for being stupid and tongue-tied."
"Oh, I feel sorry for you before it's too late. I'm just worried that you are alone in Hong Kong and have no one to accompany you. Otherwise, you should go to Aunt Shi Hui and let her play with you."
Chen Qi picked her up and Gong Xue lightly hit him twice and said: "You still take me to play with you, am I a kid? You don't need to worry about me. Can I not be able to handle interpersonal relationships as an adult? I am still learning Cantonese."
Already."
After a pause, he asked: "When will you come back?"
"Quickly, I still have a lot of things on my hands. I will go back first to set up a venue for the party, and then attract a few people to come to Hong Kong. I have to strengthen my influence... By the way, you and I will go meet Boss Qiu Degen and Qiu tonight.
"
"Why take me there?"
"This is a private banquet. If I don't take you, who will?"
"snort!"
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"Boss Qiu is from Shanghai and works as a laborer at the Grand Guangming Theater. He has been in the theater business in Hong Kong for 50 years.
When the city couldn't squeeze in, he surrounded the city with rural areas and opened more than a dozen rural theaters in the New Territories, earning his first pot of gold. Later, he opened a rural bank. Farmers didn't have much money, but they also had savings and loan needs. He started this business in the New Territories.
He founded a Far Eastern Bank, which gradually developed into Far Eastern Bank, and also engaged in real estate, and the business scale was very large..."
In the evening, on the Gundam, Chen Qi briefly described Qiu Degen's life story.
Gong Xue asked: "He owns a theater and is close to the mainland. You happen to need a theater chain, why don't you talk about it?"
"His rural theaters are remote and crude. Many of them are converted warehouses. They have small capacity and are not cost-effective. Besides, they don't sell them. They rent them at most. "Tai Chi 2" rented several of his theaters.
But Boss Qiu really likes the entertainment industry, so we can talk about it."
In fact, there is another sentence at the end: It is a pity that Qiu Degen suffered from Alzheimer's disease in the 1990s. He has seven sons and one daughter, all of whom are bad, and his later life is not good.
While talking, Gundam drove up the mountain.
Everyone who goes to the mountains knows that the richest people in Hong Kong live on the mountains, and Yuya also lives on the mountains.
The roads have become narrow and quiet, and the vegetation is particularly good. The main road branches out into many branch roads, and each branch road leads to a mansion with thousands of square feet, which ordinary people can't even dream of after a lifetime of hard work.
Turning into one of them, there was a large villa surrounded by iron gates and high walls. The two got out of the car. Chen Qi specifically told Xiao Mo: "You wait in the car. You don't need to follow me. You'll be fine."
"good!"
The door was open, and a self-combed maid with gray hair, wearing a small coat and cloth shoes introduced him to the door, invited him to sit down, and then called someone: "Master!"
Um?
Gong Xue was stunned, thinking she heard wrongly.
"Sir, the guests are here!"
"..."
She opened her eyes wide and asked quietly: "Is she calling me Master?"
"Um!"
"Ah Tala, come here!"
Gong Xue was shocked, and then looked at the calm maid, and the even more calm Qiu Degen who came out, and became more and more amazed, is this 82 years, or is it 28 years?
(There will be more tonight...)
Chapter completed!