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Chapter 1498 A Real Rogue

Wang Yan was going back to work in the capital, and of course, he also made arrangements for Li Kuiyong and his wife.

It would be easier to do everything at once, so we simply arranged for both of them to attend the film academy.

Li Kuiyong works in logistics, while Tian Fang is a librarian; both are tenured positions, which are quite good.

"Tell me, where are they stuck? I'll go and meet them in the next couple of days," Wang Yan said casually, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"It's not that we're stuck, it's just that the neighborhood committee hasn't registered our household registrations yet. If we can't get our household registrations settled here, we definitely can't go to the film academy. The teachers at the film academy are very nice; they were very polite to Xiaofang and me when we went to register."

"Where's Aunt Wang? Isn't the community doing anything?"

“Hey, Aunt Wang passed away the year before last.” Li Kuiyong shook his head and sighed. “We’re getting old too. One by one, the older generation is leaving. Brother Yan, you don’t know, in the two months I’ve been back, I’ve been wandering around this alley, and quite a few old people have already passed away.”

Li Kuiyong's mother passed away a couple of years ago, from overwork. Now the whole family depends on Li Kuiyong, the eldest brother. He has three younger brothers and three younger sisters, and it's almost time to start planning for his brothers to get married and his sisters to find husbands...

Wang Yan exhaled a puff of smoke: "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life. There's no need to be sad. Just practice the health-preserving exercises I taught you. If you live a few more years, you can enjoy those years. We have a long good life ahead of us."

"Hey, Yan-ge, speaking of which, I just remembered something. Didn't you run into any resellers on the train? I've heard there are quite a few of them now, all acting as middlemen. The other day we were out and about, and there were even middlemen selling jeans, it was quite a scene."

"Do you have an idea?"

“I heard it’s quite profitable. I have a lot of family members, Brother Yan. My younger brother and sister should be coming back soon. I need to find a way for them to make a living.”

"You can make a lot of money, but getting caught and dealt with isn't easy either." Wang Yan waved his hand. "Let's observe the situation for a while and see what happens. Even if we really want to do it, we don't need to go through all that trouble like they do. Just have people from the New Territories send us batches directly. Wouldn't that make us even more money?"

As for your younger siblings, don't worry. I'll see how I can arrange something for them. Even if they don't have permanent positions, I'll at least give them contract jobs so they have something to do.

"Making big money can wait, don't worry about it now. I'll tell you when and how to do it."

“Alright, I will follow your instructions immediately.” Li Kuiyong nodded readily.

"From what I'm hearing, you're planning to become a reseller again?" Zhou Xiaobai asked.

“He’s a middleman, and I’m the one giving him advice,” Wang Yan said with a smile. “The situation is hard to say whether it’s tight or loose lately, but I feel there will be changes later.”

Especially since I'm planning to make a movie, you know, studios only have so much output all year round, everyone wants to make a movie, so who gets to make it and who doesn't? If only I had my own money, I could make whatever I wanted, regardless of whether it would even be released, and I could just enjoy making it myself.”

"Then you can do it now, right? Aren't you always getting a share of the profits from the herbal tea business in the New Territories?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "This money cannot be touched recklessly; it is for doing good deeds. For the next few decades, this dividend will be used for planting trees and controlling desertification on the Loess Plateau. As long as the herbal tea continues to generate dividends, these trees will continue to be planted."

Previously, we considered using this money elsewhere, but since money is needed everywhere, we decided to establish a special fund for afforestation and desertification control on the Loess Plateau. We provide subsidies to the local people to help them plant trees, and in some inconvenient areas, the fund can even directly fund road repairs.

The use of this money received considerable praise. Those who understand where the money came from wouldn't associate it with any patriotic Hong Kong businessman; it was purely Wang Yan's own money…

This is still the case now; after a few years of reform and opening up, the significance of his actions will be different. In any case, he is absolutely ideologically sound, highly conscious, and a noble person who has transcended vulgar interests.

Even if he broke the legs of those black marketeers and robbed them of their money and tickets back then... then again, he was young then, and who hasn't made a few mistakes when they're young?
He continued, "As for making movies, I don't think it's a big problem. If I don't have the funds, I can go to patriotic businessmen in Hong Kong. I've heard they all have film production companies. Making movies can both launder money and make money. They're very professional. If I find them to co-produce, it will also help stabilize Hong Kong and the country."

"Don't be surprised, sister-in-law, if Brother Yan really wants to do this, it could actually work." Li Kuiyong laughed heartily. He knew all too well which triads in Hong Kong hated Wang Yan to the core and avoided him like the plague...

Zhou Xiaobai laughed too. By now, she was well aware of Wang Yan's bullying of gangs in Hong Kong...

A little while later, Tian Fang returned with a large amount of food and drinks. Everyone busied themselves cleaning up the dishes. In the end, Wang Yan took the lead in the kitchen and prepared a sumptuous meal. The four of them ate and drank together, and were quite happy.

Zhou Xiaobai was mainly happy. Although she had learned about Wang Yan's situation in Linxian through letters, many things were not mentioned. Now, Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang, who were both firsthand witnesses, were telling Zhou Xiaobai about the situation from a different perspective, which was very refreshing.

Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang chatted on and on, clearly very happy.

After all, Wang Yan is back, so everything will be taken care of. Even if things aren't perfect, Wang Yan can arrange things properly for the two of them. They won't have to wake up every day with random, chaotic thoughts and no solutions...

After the lively gathering, Wang Yan and Zhou Xiaobai bought some food and wine and returned to the compound. Wang Yan cooked again, and they ate and drank together with Zhou's parents, as well as Zhou Xiaobai's older brother, second sister, and others who had come over.

The Zhou family has no complaints about Wang Yan. Although the past events are not entirely over and may cause some trouble for Lao Zhou at work, overall, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.

They chatted about the recent changes, and Zhou's father revealed some information. Over the course of eating and drinking, they made some analyses and predictions about the future, and discussed what they should do at this critical juncture. It was a very pleasant conversation.

The next day, Wang Yan went to the neighborhood committee to handle the issues related to his files and household registration.

There was no problem with that, of course. He got there, sat down, and that was it. So Wang Yan realized that it wasn't the same group from back then coming after him, but simply some low-level clerk here indulging in the power.

So after Wang Yan finished taking care of his own business and the business of Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang, he took the opportunity to report the person who had made things difficult for Li Kuiyong.

To be honest, Wang Yan was too ashamed to report them, since he himself was also helping Li Kuiyong and his wife get in through connections. So, no one should criticize anyone else.

However, in terms of outward behavior, Wang Yan did not act arrogantly or abuse his power in a way that alienated the people. Relatively speaking, Wang Yan's crime was still relatively minor.

This is what he reflected on. To be honest, there was nothing wrong with him helping Li Kuiyong and his wife. After all, his own contributions were there, and he didn't ask for anything in return. Going to the film academy was a real waste of his talents, so it seems understandable that he would help his good friends. If you include the Loess Plateau Greening Fund, the benefits that Li Kuiyong and his wife received from their workplace were more than they could eat in several lifetimes.

But obviously things aren't calculated that way; right is right, and wrong is wrong.

However, Wang Yan couldn't reform himself over such a small matter, since he didn't intend to eradicate all such incidents. Even if he wanted to, it wouldn't be easy, as this kind of thing has never ceased to exist, both in ancient and modern times, in China and abroad.

After a busy day, Wang Yan took Li Kuiyong and his wife to the Film Academy the next day.

At this time, the film academy was in dire need of rebuilding. The faculty of directors and actors had been transferred to the May 7th Art University after the academy was shut down, and only returned later.

The restoration of the original college structure is also something that will happen this year.

Wang Yan was able to come here without using any connections. He submitted a report openly and honestly, summarizing his work in Linxian County and expressing his lack of interest in continuing in politics, stating that he wanted to study film art instead.

After a few lighthearted words from his superiors, he was eventually assigned to the film academy.

In fact, he had put forward the idea, but there weren't many places he could go: either film academies or the film studios next to them...

"Comrade Wang Yan, welcome! I never expected you to be thinking about making movies."

"Mr. Zhong, I just enjoy taking photos. Photos and videos complement each other, so I came to take a look and learn. I hope you can give me more guidance in the future."

Wang Yan supported the old man's arm, speaking very humbly and politely.

Mr. Zhong was one of the founders of the Beijing Film Academy. He had worked diligently for many years. After he was reinstated, he was put in charge of the academy again.

"I've seen your photos; they're very insightful and imaginative. I've also read every single one of your reports in the daily newspaper. Your writing is simple yet powerful, stating the facts clearly and revealing profound truths and thoughts. Go back and study film production and scriptwriting; you could probably write your own scripts. I'll help you get in touch with people then..."

"Oh my, you're so kind to me, but I'm not in such a hurry." Wang Yan chuckled and patted the old man on the back. "What do I know about making movies? I just need to listen more, watch more, and learn more. I'll go with my fellow trainees to attend some classes and think about it carefully."

"To be honest, I heard they're going to reinstate royalties soon, so I'm thinking of writing a book first. Then we'll see how it goes, and if it's successful, I'll adapt it into a screenplay and make a movie."

"Hmm, not bad. That's why I said you could do great things."

"It is all thanks to the support of leaders at all levels and the people."

Zhong Lao laughed heartily, said nothing more, and then asked someone to introduce the other leading cadres to Wang Yan.

The leaders at that time were incredibly impressive; their resumes were dazzling.

After getting to know everyone, Wang Yan took Li Kuiyong and his wife with him to complete the formalities. From now on, they would be students of the Film Academy.

Of course, he didn't have a house. Housing in various units in Beijing has never been plentiful; everyone's eyeing it. Logically, Wang Yan shouldn't have any problem getting a house, but he ultimately didn't compete with others.

He can stay at his father-in-law's house temporarily, and Li Kuiyong and his wife also have a place on Nanheng Street.

Once this initial period is over, things will be fine. Wang Yan plans to buy a house then. Since he's aiming to go abroad anyway, buying a house is a good idea, and he'll be comfortable living there.

After completing the formalities, Wang Yan went to see Elder Zhong again, waiting for job arrangements to be made.

Professor Zhong appointed him as the head of the ideological education teaching group, with two responsibilities: first, to teach students at the film academy; and second, to develop the ideological theories of film artists and clarify their responsibilities and missions.

This is Wang Yan's assigned work area, and people admire his theoretical abilities. After all, both the past and present leadership have recognized and approved of his ideas and theories.

Putting everything else aside, it at least proves that the 'development' is genuine development.

Wang Yan did not feign modesty but took on the job and immediately went to his ideological education teaching group.

He had three people under him: an older comrade who was the deputy group leader; a young man; and a middle-aged man—clearly, the one who had shown his talent at this moment.

"Our job isn't difficult. The biggest challenge is that you have to believe what you say and put it into practice. Don't give me platitudes; whether you truly believe and put it into practice will naturally show in your life and work."

You need to be proactive and serious. Don't just recite from the textbook and go through the motions of teaching; that's pointless. If you don't want to do this job, find a way to transfer. Don't just coast along under me. If problems arise, I'll deal with you.

Especially you, young comrade, you've got some nerve, glaring at whoever you're talking to!"

The youngest one was getting a little worked up: "I know you're good, but so what? Wang Yan, you're just a scoundrel. You think you're something special just because you wrote a couple of articles? What are you pretending for? Come on, try touching me! If you've got the guts, break my legs too! Huh!"

Wang Yan withdrew his hand and said with a smile to the other two, "This is the first time I've heard such a request. But things are different. Breaking your legs is a bit unreasonable. You spew filth from your mouth, so I'll just take half a tooth. Come on, tell me, who arranged for you to come in, and what kind of monsters and demons are in your family? I'll have a good talk with them."

Wang Yan lit a cigarette, stepped on the young man's ankle, and asked with a smile what was going on...

The elderly man and the middle-aged man on the side were dumbfounded.

They never expected things to turn out this way. Especially since just a second ago Wang Yan was emphasizing ideological education, and the next second he slapped someone so hard they flew through the air, knocking out half a mouthful of teeth…

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