"Pah...pah!"

"Pah...pah!"

Clusters of gorgeous fireworks exploded over Victoria Bay, shining with the stars in the sky.

A group of people who had been tired for a long day sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Peninsula Hotel, watching this prosperous and dazzling scene.

The New Year's Eve fireworks show at midnight in 1997 lit up Hong Kong Island tonight.

"It feels like a different world from ours."

Zhou Yanyan murmured as her eyes reflected the beautiful firelight and countless tall buildings.

Zhang Qing asked funnyly: "With which? Pingjing or Xijiang?"

Zhou Yanyan came back to her senses and rolled her eyes at him, saying: "It must be Pingjing! Xijiang... what to compare it to? A herd of cattle, a herd of sheep or a herd of camels?"

These days, there are more cattle and sheep passing through Xijiang Street from time to time than cars.

Zhang Qing reminded: "The vast scene of the desert with solitary smoke and the sun setting over the long river is not bad at all."

Zhou Yanyan was persuaded and felt that Zhang Qing's cultural words like this were particularly nice. She laughed and said: "It's a bit nice to stand on the five hills and watch the sun go down."

The five mounds are five mounds near the farmland in Jiefang Village. They are far from the height of being called a mountain. The old people say that they were the tombs of ancient soldiers.

Standing on the five hills and looking to the west, there is endless farmland. The sunset in Western Xinjiang, the sun seems to be right in front of you, big and round, and the setting sun is like blood.

Zhao Qiang sat tiredly on the floor with her knees in her arms, listening to the two fellow villagers talking about their hometown. She tiredly advised: "You two old cousins, please go back to Xijiang to herd sheep. You can also watch the sunset. Guo Jing and Huang Rong are the same."

Huadie and Hu Quan laughed loudly, and then Huadie suddenly reacted: "Young man, "The Condor" will be broadcast tonight? Isn't that going to conflict with the concert?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, "The Condor" will be replayed during the day. Now that schools in Hong Kong are on winter vacation, they have time to watch reruns."

Hua Die felt relieved, and Zhang Qing asked Zhao Qiang again: "Have you called Li Zhenbang?"

Zhao Qiang was pressing her feet. After walking for a day in high heels, she felt that her feet no longer belonged to her. When Zhang Qing asked this question, she said angrily: "By the time your eldest master asks, the day lilies are already cold!"

Zhang Qing smiled and took one of her feet, helped hold it down, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Qiang was stunned by this move and forgot to shrink her legs for a moment. Even if he pressed the button, he would wait until no one was around to press it again.

Zhou Yanyan actually chuckled. She was very smart and knew that it was just like this to show that it was nothing.

The flowers and butterflies laughed and said, "Young Master Qing regards Mr. Zhao as his sister."

Zhao Qiang slowly regained her composure and stopped struggling. She even deliberately disgusted him and said, "I didn't wash my feet. Don't be offended. Just massage them properly."

Several people nearby laughed a lot. Zhang Qing really didn't mind it and said, "Even if I have a biological sister, I don't think Sister Zhao is as good to me."

Zhao Qiang's eyes were sore after saying this, but she lightly pushed Zhang Qing with her other foot and said: "Don't be so sweet! I'm not doing it for you, but for my own career. But it's bad luck, I met

A big fool becomes the boss."

Hearing what she said, Huadie and Hu Quan couldn't help but look at each other and sighed in their hearts.

Woman...

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Are you still angry?"

Zhao Qiang didn't want to talk about it anymore and got down to business: "Li Zhenbang is indeed capable. The peripherals of "Female Flower" are still selling well. He has allocated one-third of the production line and is producing the pictorial of "The Condor" in three shifts.

, soft copies and almanacs, he is now stationed at the toy factory, focusing on the production of plastic toys such as bows, arrows, swords. The produced goods are first shipped out of customs to Hong Kong Island, and then loaded on Hong Kong Island and sent to

Countries in Southeast Asia are stocking up, waiting for "The Condor Shooting" to become a hit. The gifts parents give their children during the New Year this year may be Guo Jing's bow and arrow, Huang Rong's dog-beating stick, or a book with the "Nine Yin Manual" printed on it.

Soft copy of the cover.”

At the end of the sentence, she even laughed.

Hu Quan sighed: "You are really doing great in business! Let alone shipping abroad, even with such a huge domestic market, you may not be able to produce it."

Zhao Qiang snorted comfortably and explained: "Currently, when doing foreign trade business, tax rebates are very powerful. The total tax rebates are lower than the taxes in the free port of Hong Kong Island. Qingzi has always said that our economy can take off. Now I have

I’m starting to believe it. With this tax cut, companies from all over the world will rush in.”

Zhang Qing said with a smile: "The tax rebate for export business is expected to last for a long time. As for domestic business, when the economic environment improves, it will probably be over. It may only last three to five years."

"Hate!"

Zhao Qiang said disgustedly: "Let's enjoy it for a few years before we talk about it. If we make it clear at this time, it will ruin the atmosphere."

The fireworks outside ended, Zhao Qiang took back her feet, and her face regained its composure. She looked at the people and said: "Tomorrow is the first one, and it is also the most difficult beginning. If you get through it, the rest will be smooth sailing.

I'm not worried about Sister Hua's singing skills, but I have to be aware that there will probably be people making noise down there. Not to mention anything else, the Hu family and his son will never let this opportunity pass by. Don't worry about what's going on in the audience, we've already taken advantage of it.

If we have enough people, we will definitely be able to sort out the chaos. However, you can't mess up on stage and you can't be affected. If you mess up, most of the people who are originally quiet will become restless."

Hu Quan is someone who has held many concerts and has seen the big world. She nodded and said: "Yes, there can be no chaos on stage. The more chaos occurs, the better the singing must be. It is best to summon the fans to sing a chorus."

Huadie humbly asked: "Sister Hu, how do you summon her?"

Hu Quan said with a smile: "When singing the chorus, just raise your head and point the microphone downward. Don't worry, the song is so popular, it will be no problem."

Hua Die nodded, and Zhao Qiang said: "Okay, if there is nothing else, go back and rest. Have a good night's sleep, and see you tomorrow!"

…

Early the next morning.

Zhang Qing went to the wireless building and greeted Qiao Beiyan and Li Fangjie happy new year.

Qiao Beiyan changed into a bright red coat and looked very festive. He was born in 1907 and is exactly ninety years old this year.

People in their seventies are rare in ancient times, let alone people in their nineties.

But looking at his energy, Qiao Beiyan seemed to be only seventy this year. The first thing he said when he saw Zhang Qing was: "After the Chinese New Year, I plan to go to the mainland to have another look. Qingzi, you have to accompany me everywhere."

Take a walk.”

Zhang Qing said in surprise: "Okay!"

Li Fangjie said angrily: "What's good? Your sixth uncle wants to go to Western Xinjiang!"

Zhang Qing was startled when he heard this, then thought for a moment and said: "It's not impossible to go to Western Xinjiang, but it's not possible in February and March. In February and March, Hong Kong Island has already had spring flowers blooming, and the ice and snow in Western Xinjiang have not yet melted, and many places are still a land of snow.

Airplanes, railways, and highways are all easily blocked. Uncle Liu, May is good, and even after July 1st."

Qiao Beiyan did not insist and said with a smile: "I just want to see how the schools in Western Xinjiang are doing. There must be many children there who cannot afford to study. I want to donate a few more buildings to build schools.

, make a library.”

Zhang Qing was moved and said: "Uncle Six, you are a great person, I will learn from you."

Li Fangjie laughed so hard at the side, and said, "Have you already learned it? It made Miss Zhao so angry that she cried."

Zhang Qing said awkwardly: "Sister Zhao...has she complained to you?"

Li Fangjie advised: "Young boy, it's good to have this intention, but you don't have to do good deeds so early. Uncle Six didn't start until he was eighty, and you are only eighteen!"

As he spoke, he laughed again.

Qiao Beiyan smiled and said: "It's better to do it earlier. If you do good deeds well, you can not only benefit the poor and weak, but also accumulate merit and build a golden body. I believe in Buddhism, but I never build a golden body for the Buddha. Because the Buddha himself has a golden body."

, why do we need believers to shape it? I will shape a golden body for myself, Qingzi, do you understand?"

Zhang Qing nodded and said: "I can't hide my thoughts from Uncle Six, and I do have this idea. No matter how big the industry is, it can't be bigger than the king's method. No matter how strong the connections and relationships are, people can't escape. Do more.

Do good deeds, leave more incense and affection, and build a golden body. As long as you don't make big mistakes, you won't be easily bullied."

Qiao Beiyan smiled and said: "It took me most of my life to understand this truth. Qingzi, I'm very curious about how far you can go in the future."

Zhang Qing smiled humbly and said: "Uncle Six, there are many people who understand the truth. Those who study philosophy know the most. But whether you can really achieve great achievements depends on the weather and luck. In my life, can I

If you reach the height of Uncle Liu, thank God."

From the 1920s to the 1980s, he dominated the film and television industry in Greater China for a long time, and it was difficult for anyone else to do so.

Although he knew it was flattery, Qiao Beiyan still laughed happily.

Li Fangjie looked happy on the side, because Qiao Beiyan insisted on marrying her, and also made it clear that he would give TVB to her, which made the Qiao family's children and grandchildren not return to Hong Kong for several years, and they didn't even get a single phone call, which was very embarrassing.

Qiao Beiyan also felt uncomfortable, and rarely smiled.

Seeing that he was so happy now, Li Fangjie remembered and asked with concern: "Qingzi, how is the concert going? There are celebrations in Taiwan these days, and I didn't bother to ask."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "It's already very good. Manager Fang has been a big help."

Li Fangjie, who is also a member of the Jianghu family, said: "How is the security? The Hu family and his son will not miss this opportunity. They will definitely find someone to cause trouble."

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "I said hello to the China News Agency branch and borrowed a lot of people."

Qiao Beiyan shook his head and said: "At this juncture, it is not appropriate to send people over there, and it will easily add fuel to the fire. Ask them to withdraw, Afang, call Zhang Cai and ask him to take people to watch at night."

Li Fangjie responded with a smile and said, "Okay!"

After Li Fangjie left, Qiao Beiyan asked, "You only borrowed a few people?" He didn't believe that this young man, who was both good and evil, could be so passive.

Zhang Qing knew that he couldn't hide it from the old fox, so he smiled and said: "I asked someone to give them a message: the country is generous and will not pursue their affairs. If they don't do anything to me, I won't pay much attention to it.

But if they still want to do something, they must be prepared to withstand the backlash. I never have a bottom line when it comes to my enemies. If they dare to be in the first grade of junior high school, I will definitely pass the fifteenth grade. Even if they run out of the country, they will still be in trouble.

Till death."

"Hahaha!"
To be continued...