Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 914 913 "It's not as rich as Lili's."

Chapter 914 913 "It's not as rich as Lili's."

"You?" Fang Minghua looked at Wang Xijing:
"You are currently the president of the National Academy of Painting, a director of the China Artists Association, a member of the Chinese Painting Art Committee of the China Artists Association, the vice president of the Chinese Painting Society, and a visiting professor at Northwest University, Yunnan University, and Xi'an Academy of Fine Arts. Can you handle all these duties?"

"Hey, I'm about to resign from the position of President of the National Academy of Painting. I'm about to retire, so I'm giving up my position in advance."

Wang Xijing smiled and said, "As for the director, committee member, vice president, and professor, those are all empty titles. Aren't you also a director, committee member, and professor?!"

That's true. In addition to the position of vice chairman of the Qin Province Writers Association, he also serves as a member of the presidium of the National Writers Association, a director of the Prose Society, a visiting professor at the School of Literature of Northwest University, and a visiting professor at the School of Literature of Lanzhou University. Later, he also held the position of vice president of the Screenwriters Association.

Just now, the Chinese Calligraphers Association invited him to join and said they would give him the position of vice president, but Fang Minghua quickly declined.

Calligraphy is just my hobby, and I can’t call myself a calligrapher at all.

Besides, the Calligraphy Association was messed up by a group of people, so it’s better for me to stay out of it.

Seeing Fang Minghua pondering, Wang Xijing said, "Minghua, I am responsible for the daily work of the art museum. I am not seeking fame or fortune. I don't want a penny of salary. I just like calligraphy and painting, especially the batch of Chinese paintings in your collection. I am satisfied every day seeing them."

Hearing this, Fang Minghua also said: "Okay, after the art museum is built, you will serve as the executive deputy director and be responsible for the daily work of the art museum."

"Haha, that's great. I finally have something to do after retirement." Wang Xijing was overjoyed when he heard that.

The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Xijing said goodbye and left.

After he left, Song Tangtang said, "Wang Xijing is proficient in calligraphy and painting, and he also has a set of business skills. In the past few years since he became the president of the National Academy of Painting, the National Academy of Painting has flourished. It was originally a public institution with little money, but it has become very rich. Letting him be in charge of the daily operation of the art museum is indeed a very suitable person."

Fang Minghua nodded.

The art museum to be established will not only exhibit its own collection of calligraphy and paintings, but also have functions such as academic seminars, aesthetic education, and business exchanges. It requires a versatile person, and Wang Xijing is undoubtedly qualified.

The year 2004 passed quietly, and Fang Minghua did not write anything that year.

Although this year was not a bumper year for literature, some excellent literary works were produced:
Through Ge Fei's "Human Face and Peach Blossoms", we rediscover the crisp texture of language and dreams.

Kitamura's "Anger", this novel explores with rare force the great tragedy hidden under the harsh reality of contemporary society - the survival dilemma of the vulnerable.

The other two are Li Er's "Cherries on the Pomegranate Tree" and Chen Xiwo's "Scratching". These two novels, one humorous and realistic, the other sharp and gloomy, both touch upon a certain mental illness of contemporary people. "Cherries on the Pomegranate Tree" describes the fundamental dilemma of Chinese rural society: an incurable addiction to power and spiritual coldness have created a dilapidated scene at the grassroots level of China.
"Scratching" uses abnormality to illustrate the lack of normality, and uses abnormality to present the embarrassment of normality, pushing the humble and dark experience to an extreme. Under Chen Xiwo's scrutiny, life has gained the weight of existence.
In addition to novels, high-quality novellas have emerged. The novellas by writers such as Bei Bei, Chen Yingsong, Xu Yigua, Jing Ge, Yingchuan, Xiaohang, Wang Song, and Jin Ziwei are all excellent works.

It is a blessing that in an unliterary age, there are still excellent writers who calmly devote themselves to literature.

This is a record of literary explorations by famous literary critics Lei Da and Bai Ye, published on the website of Guangming Daily.

Fang Minghua likes to read Radar's comments on Chinese literature at the end of each year. As he said, "In an environment where fashion and desire are more popular, I value works with strong spiritual exploration more."

This year's Spring Festival is relatively late, with New Year's Eve not until February 2th. After the Spring Festival, we can only say that the New Year is over after the Lantern Festival on the 8th day of the first lunar month, which is already February 2th.

After intense preparations, the groundbreaking ceremony of Xijing Art Museum was held on time.

A few days ago, Xijing had a late spring cold snap and a little snow. Today, the weather is still bad. The art museum construction site in Qujiang New District is still a bit shabby, but the staff laid a red carpet around it, with a foundation stone in the middle. There are also big red flowers tied with red satin on it.

There was a red curtain in front of the ceremony site with the words "Xijing Art Museum Groundbreaking Ceremony" written on it. There was also a colorful tent next to it, which displayed the model, design drawings, and renderings of the art museum. On both sides were more than a dozen excavators, mixer trucks, and dump trucks, which looked majestic. Construction workers also wore safety helmets and lined up next to the vehicles.

The guests attending the groundbreaking ceremony included provincial and municipal leaders, designers, construction parties, and scholars from the art world, totaling hundreds of people.

Fang Minghua was wearing a suit and tie, looking energetic.

At nine o'clock, the host announced the start of the ceremony, introduced the guests, and played the national anthem. Fang Minghua, the investor of the museum, gave a speech, and Minister Wang of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department spoke on behalf of the guests, and employee representatives took the oath.
Finally, Fang Minghua, Minister Wang, Liu Jiakun, and Yu Zhengwen from Qujiang Tourism Development Company.
A total of ten people, each holding a shovel tied with red silk, worked together to add soil to the foundation stone, and warm applause broke out in the venue.

At this moment, the cell phone in Fang Minghua's pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was Song Tangtang calling, but he didn't answer it and pressed the reject button.

After chatting with Minister Wang for a few more words, the guests attending the groundbreaking ceremony left one after another. Fang Minghua said hello to Liu Jiakun and others before getting into his car.

While driving on the street, Fang Minghua took out his cell phone and called Song Tangtang.

The call was connected and the voice on the other end seemed a bit noisy.

"I was just attending the groundbreaking ceremony. I was talking to Minister Wang, so it's not convenient for me to answer the call." Fang Minghua explained before asking, "What's the matter? Is it about stocks?"

"Yes, Minghua, the opening price of Shengshi Film and Television's stock today is 30.2 yuan, 50% higher than the issue price!" Song Tangtang tried to keep his tone calm, but still couldn't hide his inner excitement.

"Congratulations, you are now a super rich woman." Fang Minghua joked.

According to the equity structure of Shengshi Film and Television, the parent company Shengshi Group holds 75% of the shares of Shengshi Film and Television, which is 7.5 million shares, while Song Tangtang holds 50% of the shares of Shengshi Group, which is 3.6 million shares. According to the current market price, it is 108 billion yuan, which does not include the value of Shengshi Books and Shengshi Literature.

Although neither of these two companies is listed, some people have estimated their combined value at RMB 80 billion, and Song Tangtang's wealth is RMB 40 billion.

This would definitely make it onto the Hurun China Rich List.

Hearing Fang Minghua say this, Song Tangtang said angrily: "It's not as rich as Lili's."

It turned out that just three years ago, after the Nasdaq stock market crash ended, Fang Minghua went to the United States to visit Li Li and her daughter. Before returning to China, he arranged for Phillips to enter the Nasdaq to buy at the bottom.

In addition to purchasing stocks of Amazon, Apple, Microsoft and other companies, he also specifically purchased the stock of a Chinese company that was almost delisted - NetEase. At that time, the stock price was only US$0.65.

Li Li naturally listened to Fang Minghua and invested the 3000 million US dollars she earned from stock trading into the stock market again. She invested heavily in NetEase and bought 3000 million shares in one go, becoming one of NetEase's major shareholders. In her words, she wanted to support Chinese companies - after all, 2500 million shares only cost million US dollars.

If you lose, you lose.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, the stock price soared to US$70!

Just from this stock, Li Li's wealth reached 14 billion US dollars. Combined with investments in other stocks, the account's floating profit reached 16 billion US dollars, equivalent to 128 billion RMB, making her a truly wealthy woman.

Fang Minghua heard his wife say this and laughed: "That's easy, I will transfer half of Xijing Investment's shares to you, how about that?"

(End of this chapter)

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