My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 64 You praise me, I praise you, we are all great
Anyway, after this meal, Weidong was sure that Jin Zhuoqun must be a guy who would leave his name behind in the reform and opening up.

Although he, an old security guard, doesn't know this.

After pointing out the great potential of this film festival, Jin Zhuoqun took the initiative to offer to help the festival.

His explanation was simple: "I joined the army from a rural village near Jicheng, but I wasn't promoted. Fortunately, I was transferred here to serve as an arts soldier, so I didn't have to go back to repair the earth..."

Speaking of which, Lao Rang is just like him, but he can only go back to lay bricks.

Apart from taking the college entrance examination, joining the army and getting promoted is the only chance for rural people to change their fate. Unexpectedly, he extended his chance for a few more years.

Jin Zhuoqun is very clear about what he is doing: "As a cultural and art soldier, I have performed all over the country in the past few years. I must have met many leaders. I also went to the battlefield in southern Xinjiang and fought life and death. But I still couldn't grab the last chance to transfer to civilian work. I stayed in the Pingjing Military Film Studio for half a year writing scripts and revising manuscripts, but I couldn't get the personnel connection to transfer in. I had to transfer to civilian work and come back here to find a unit to take me in. But I don't believe that I can only stay here for the rest of my life. I want to take this opportunity to go back to Pingjing to take a look."

It made Weidong's heart beat fast.

He knew that he didn't have the ability to operate the business, nor did he have the ambition to work hard to get ahead.

But if this film festival can really make something of itself, its influence will definitely be much greater than before.

So, he couldn't help but nod slowly. "Brother Yu is here. I won't hide it from you. I attended several symposiums in Pingjing this time, and I had a very clear feeling about it. Pingjing is a very important place. Every day, the best people from all over the country gather here. The organizers and the people who work on the matter are used to it. No matter how grand the event or how passionate the speech, in their eyes, it's just a routine job. Don't take yourself too seriously."

This is the mentality of security guards.

The village has many great tax reforms, and companies have many supervisors and auditors who are trying to curry favor with them. In the eyes of the security guard, they are just colleagues who slack off every day.

It is indeed difficult for him to be driven by those big scenes.

It was only when I saw college students that I was connected to the youthful atmosphere.

Yu Songhai's eyes lit up, and he added a subtle reminder, "This is what makes Weidong unique. He has both the drive to reform and strive, and the calmness to work hard. Lao Jin, you need to discuss this with Weidong more. I know you have great ambitions, but only by taking one step at a time and conquering each small hillock at a time can we achieve ultimate strategic victory."

It seems that he is also very familiar with his comrades.

Jin Zhuoqun's eyes lit up even more, but his feeling was, "That's why I said we should make this ordinary film festival into something special. There are many people in this world who work hard and shed blood and sweat. What's the point of conquering many mountains if we can't become famous? We must win a famous battle with a loud and clear voice. Maybe a local battle can change the strategic significance of the entire situation!"

He said this with great passion, clinked his glasses together and drank it down.

The old security guard was amazed.

Men like to brag and talk nonsense, especially after drinking a few glasses of wine, they can brag even more.

But this guy in front of me is really going to do it.

Only in this era does it seem that there is such a chance to accomplish this.

Because most people, even Yu Songhai, do not have such ambition and execution ability.

Weidong was able to see some direction with his vision that transcended the times, but he also understood that this was a road of life and death.

If you knew there were ways to earn money and change your destiny, you wouldn't take such a gamble.

Yes, at this time he was 100% sure that this was a guy like You Qili.

A heroic figure.

So Wei Dong smiled calmly and took a sip from his glass. He was afraid that he would drink too much and would not be able to control what he said.

It's okay now: "Well, since Brother Jin has this confidence, I can indeed ask you to run this matter. Do you need any support?"

The alcohol made Weidong's mind very excited. Besides, his IQ was at the highest level after the college entrance examination and had not been degraded by forty years of living a life of idleness and waiting for death.

Knowing that this was what Jin Zhuoqun wanted, just like when he had a hospital diagnosis last year, he dared to walk around Jiangzhou city openly without fear of being mistaken for a migrant worker.

Jin Zhuoqun was obsessed with returning to Pingjing, and this was exactly the excuse he needed: "Of course you have to give me these agreements, from the camera factory, the film factory, and the newspaper. I have comrades, old leaders, and close friends from the battlefield working in various departments. I'll definitely need some funding to handle these matters. Give me 10,000 yuan first, and I'll pay for it on a reimbursement basis."

In 1984, when a household with an annual income of yuan was still extremely rare and valuable, he spoke so boldly and unrestrainedly.

It's like you can pick it up anywhere on the ground.

And the expression on your face shows that I am asking this of you because I think highly of you.

Rang Weidong laughed: "The agreement... there are so many copies. Is there a copy machine in Guozhou, or in the provincial capital? I can give you a copy."

He deliberately noticed with his peripheral vision that when Jin Zhuoqun said ten thousand, Yu Songhai raised his eyebrows, and then opened his mouth when he mentioned the copier, but still didn't say anything.

As a journalist or news organization, they should be most familiar with things like copiers. At this moment, Yu Songhai remained neutral.

But when he heard about the copy, he felt relieved. He must have understood that his comrade was a guy who could cause trouble.

Instead, Jin Zhuoqun frowned unhappily: "Copy machine, where is there such a thing? I took it to Pingjing and copied it and left it to you. Do you think I would harm you?"

Unexpectedly, Secretary Zhang, who had been sitting next to him like a transparent sticker, only occasionally helping Weidong pour some wine while concentrating on eating the food, suddenly said, "There is a copy machine in the provincial capital, at the Rongjin Hotel near the office. They can make external copies. 60 cents a page."

After saying that, he continued to sit upright and took a piece of spicy pork tenderloin, which was delicious.

This was the first time Weidong experienced the benefits of having a secretary.

This is indeed the case. Apart from the emotional value, Dong Xueqing, that little girl, cannot provide any technical support by being around.

He nodded with a smile and said, "Then I'll go to the provincial capital to make a copy for you. As for the funding, I'll give you 500 yuan."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Jin Zhuoqun's rather handsome northern face. "It's better not to do it. You're treating me like a beggar."

At this moment, Wei Dong had to make a decision whether to just go along with it and say, "Then don't do it."

This was really just the icing on the cake for him.

Why create unnecessary trouble?

But now that he's here and already earning over 20,000 a week, he must have more confidence than before.

I have money and I want to see how interesting this thing can become.

So he also laughed: "Brother Jin, you are treating me like a fool by saying 10,000. Ask yourself, if I give you money, will you treat me like a boss? You won't. You will only treat me like a big idiot in your heart, and ask for more next time, and increase the amount again and again as an offering that you can use whenever you want."

Yu Songhai also slowly picked up the food with his chopsticks.

Jin Zhuoqun's eyes, which had been meeting with Rang Weidong's, twitched. He obviously didn't expect that this young man, who looked so young and dressed in rustic clothes, could hit the ball so sharply.

But there was no trace of evasion on his face: "But what can you do with 500 yuan in Pingjing? It's not even enough for a meal."

The secretary finally looked up in surprise, then lowered his head and continued to eat the pork bone meat, obviously not believing that there could be such expensive food and wine in the world.

The best Moutai liquor these days is only 18 yuan a bottle.

This table of delicious food from a prefecture-level city would cost at most 30 or 40 yuan.

Wei Dong certainly wasn't surprised by the variety of dishes at the official banquet. He continued with a faint smile, "Are you mine? My employee, my helper. You should take what you deserve, cover what you need, and help out when you need to. That's what I should do. Every penny spent has a clear financial item. Since you've agreed to pay me reimbursement, then take this 10,000 and you'll be my subordinate for the rest of your life. Can you do that?"

Jin Zhuoqun's face really changed a little: "You must be kidding me, brother. I am helping you achieve great things, how can I be considered as obeying your orders? You look down on me by saying that."

Let Weidong laugh even more: "So since you are not my person, if I pay you to do performance, what else can I do but be a sucker?"

Jin Zhuoqun still wanted to defend himself.

Wei Dong said in a domineering tone, "Whether or not this film festival can get some leader's inscription or platform, is it important? What's important is what connections you make and what circles you get into along the way. The inscription and platform are just like the cup of tea brewed after boiling water, but the stove, kettle, and water pipes used in the process are all paid for by me, but they have become your fixed assets. Am I right?"

Yu Songhai finally put down his chopsticks and made no secret of the fact that he was concentrating on observing Weidong.

The old security guard at the tax compound has been watching this for forty years and still doesn’t understand the principle of asking others for help?
Not to mention that taxation requires clear accounting and no carelessness.

Jin Zhuoqun smiled and raised his glass, "You are truly remarkable, young man. You can clearly see the priorities here at such a young age. Here's to you."

So it is convenient to talk about things at a banquet, and you can use drinking as a distraction at any time.

But Rang Weidong still only took a sip and said: "In the end, it's not difficult to use money to pave the way. With Brother Jin's ability, I am harming you by paying you to do things. Shouldn't truly capable people spend little money to achieve great things? The tempering of this process is the most important for you. If Brother Jin can one day become successful, remember that I am willing to help you. If we have the opportunity to cooperate and succeed instead of calculating against each other like idiots, then everyone will be happy. I'll treat you to dinner today. I'll wait for you in the provincial capital for a few days. See you later."

He tried to act as cool as possible while standing up to say goodbye. He really didn't have the intelligence to continue the fight.

The secretary quickly ate a piece of spicy chicken, then stood up gracefully and bowed to the two people here to say goodbye.

Rang Weidong was already paying at the counter. Thinking of the scenes in those TV dramas, he took out two hundred yuan and gave it to the secretary: "You will pay for this kind of thing in the future."

This way you can leave with more style.

Zhang Lanzhi was indeed very clear about it. The corners of her bulging mouth showed chicken bones, and she even asked the restaurant to issue a meal ticket.

(End of this chapter)