1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 54 Report
"Comrade Fusheng, your current rank is deputy section chief, and your basic monthly salary is 70 yuan. In addition, since you have just been transferred from Jiangcheng to work in Beijing, your living allowance for the first month is 50 yuan. You can collect this 50 yuan from the finance department later. However, starting next month, the allowance will not be this high."

The person who brought Chen Fusheng into the company was Deputy Director Shi's secretary, who was explaining the corresponding benefits after he joined.

"Okay, thank you, Secretary Wang." Chen Fusheng then asked, "Where will I be staying?"

"Currently, housing conditions are quite tight throughout Beijing, and our bureau is no exception. Therefore, we cannot allocate housing for you at the moment. But don't worry, Comrade Fusheng, we won't let you sleep on the streets. For now, you can stay in the guesthouse. The unit will make a special exception and give you a single dormitory room to stay in."

"Okay." Chen Fusheng was not surprised by this result. He had even prepared himself to stay in a multi-person dormitory. Hearing that there was a single room available was beyond his expectations.

He then asked the next question: "Our work involves a lot of business travel, how is that calculated?"

"As long as it's a business trip, there's a travel allowance."

"Besides Han Sanping and me, who else is in the film revenue generation team?"

Chen Fusheng was surprised that Secretary Wang had given him a cryptic answer on this matter.

He only told others that there weren't many people, currently only five.

No, if you include Deputy Director Shi, there are six people in their group.

Chen Fusheng arrived earlier than Han Sanping this time, but only by half a day. He arrived in the morning, while Han Sanping arrived in the afternoon.

"Old Han, you've finally arrived! I was so bored all by myself."

"Haha, Fusheng, when did you arrive?"

"Morning."

"Tch, I thought you were here much earlier."

Han Sanping then asked, "Just the two of us?"

"if not?"

"The film export revenue team at Shiju Lane consists of just the two of us? No way."

"I heard there are three more people, but I asked Wang Mi about their identities, but he's very tight-lipped and won't reveal it."

Chen Fusheng continued, "But our office will be officially inaugurated tomorrow, right? I think they'll all be there."

"That's true."

Just then, a figure carrying large and small bags walked past the entrance of Han Sanping's dormitory. As the two of them looked curiously towards the entrance, the figure stepped back and stood at the door, making eye contact with them.

This man was about 1.7 meters tall, with a square face, around 40 years old, and a slightly high hairline. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit and bell-bottoms.

Chen Fusheng felt that the other person was somewhat familiar, and the name was on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't quite place it.

Han Sanping was also sizing up the other person, so he let the other person speak first.

"Hello, are you also members of the film revenue generation team?"

"Yes, yes, my name is Han Sanping, and his name is Chen Fusheng."

The man had obviously heard of them before, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as he said, "Oh, it's you two. I just watched your film 'Cow' yesterday. It was very well directed, and Comrade Fusheng, your performance was also outstanding."

Then, the man introduced himself: "My name is Wu Tianming. I was transferred from Xi'an Film Studio. I am also a director. I hope to work with you two young comrades more in the future and work together to generate foreign exchange for the country through film."

"Yes, yes, this person is Wu Tianming," Chen Fusheng finally remembered after being reminded by Wu Tianming himself. He also remembered that he had seen Wu Tianming's films "Old Well" and "The King of Masks".

I even recalled the man who would later become the director of the Xi'an Film Studio. During his tenure, he boldly promoted "newcomers," such as Tian Zhuangzhuang's "The Horse Thief," Zhang Yimou's "Red Sorghum," and the young poet's "King of the Children," all of which were supported by him during his time as director.

History has now deviated from its course because of his arrival, and Chen Fusheng is also quite curious whether some works that should have appeared will still appear.

This will take time to verify. Now, Chen Fusheng pulled himself out of his thoughts and stepped forward to shake hands with Wu Tianming.

Then, Wu Tianming asked them both a question they had both asked before: "Besides the three of us, are there any other people in the film revenue generation team?"

"I heard there are two more people, but we don't know who they are." "They're being quite mysterious." Wu Tianming smiled, his curiosity about the next two people growing stronger.

Then, he also packed his luggage.

Then the three of them chatted in Han Sanping's dormitory for a while, and only came downstairs together when it was almost time for dinner.

During this period, they did not encounter a fourth person who came to report.

Either they don't know how to stay in guesthouses, or they haven't arrived yet.

However, all three guessed that the former was more likely.

After having dinner at the Film Bureau's canteen, Wu Tianming said he was going to see a friend, so when he returned, only Chen Fusheng and Han Sanping remained.

"I couldn't take out the script I wrote while Lao Wu was here. Now that he's gone, I'll take it to you, Lao Han, and give you some suggestions or additions after you read it."

"You've already finished writing the script?" Han Sanping had actually wanted to ask for a while, but because Wu Tianming, an unfamiliar outsider, was present, he couldn't ask. However, he didn't expect that Chen Fusheng had already finished the script.

This gave him a huge surprise.

"I wrote this on the train, and I was so focused on it that my back is still a little sore."

"I've heard of a traditional Chinese medicine called Zhuangyao Jianshen Wan (壮腰健肾丸), maybe you could give it a try."

"Damn it, is this the same thing? I got this from sitting in one position for too long in the car."

After a pause, Chen Fusheng continued, "But is the kind of traditional Chinese medicine you mentioned really effective? A reader friend of mine wants me to ask him about it."

"Cough cough, it should work, right? I heard it from a friend. I'm young, I don't need to take that stuff, don't you think?"

"Yeah……"

Next, Han Sanping followed Chen Fusheng to his dormitory and began reading the script.

"A sound engineer?"

Han Sanping was a little unfamiliar with the name, so he couldn't help but ask, "What does this name mean?"

"There's a profession called piano tuner, that's what it means," Chen Fusheng explained simply and directly.

Han Sanping nodded, then continued reading.

Summary:
A pianist pretending to be blind seeks survival and artistic inspiration in a chaotic world. He unexpectedly becomes the only 'witness' to a series of unusual murders occurring in the home of the powerful and wealthy, and is forced to become involved in a huge conspiracy and a vortex of life and death.

Just reading the synopsis had piqued Han Sanping's curiosity about the story in his hands.

He couldn't wait to read on—

Act One: The Blind Piano Player's Turbulent Life
Opening: The camera pans across the lives of people in Shanghai in the late 1930s: the neon-lit Paramount Ballroom, ragged refugees, arrogant foreign sailors, patrolling puppet police, gloomy alleyways... Chen Mo, wearing sunglasses and an old long gown, plays a dilapidated accordion on the street. The music is mournful and moving. In front of him is the packaging bag of the accordion, containing a few one- or two-cent coins. The larger denomination 'tips' have been 'precisely' collected by Chen Mo.

Su Manqing is 25 years old and a reporter for a progressive newspaper. She is cheerful, kind, and full of a sense of justice and curiosity. She has heard Chen Mo play the piano on the street many times before, and today she plans to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him...

Chapter Two: The Bloodstained Memorial Day
Chen Mo and Su Manqing's relationship quickly blossomed, but from beginning to end, he interacted with her using his identity as a blind man, and he gradually fell in love with this feeling.

Because of her identity as a reporter, Su Manqing knew a wealthy businessman named Wang Yaozu, whose wife, Lin Meifeng, loved the piano.

Therefore, Su Manqing recommended her boyfriend Chen Mo to this wealthy businessman.

Chen Mo was afraid of being exposed and hesitated, but the high reward and his artistic impulse to experience the life of a luxury mansion made him agree.

His first visit to Wang Yaozu's luxurious mansion in the French Concession was uneventful, and he witnessed firsthand just how extravagant the lives of the wealthy could be.

That day, while tuning the piano at the Wang residence, he felt discomfort in his eyes. So he made an excuse to go to the bathroom, removed the contact lenses he was using to disguise himself, and thought he would take a good look at the mansion this time.

However, he never expected that this curiosity would lead him to witness a murder firsthand...

(End of this chapter)