Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

Lu Zhilian, having slunk back to Shek Pai Wan, was ready to ask the chairman for advice again!

He just doesn't understand!

How to fight this thing seems very simple to the chairman.

But when I actually tried it myself, I got fired by the foreigners?

Hey!

As a result, the atmosphere at the dock was tense, with security personnel patrolling back and forth.

The fish market seemed to be bustling with activity.

Lu Zhilian then quietly crept over.

The strong fishy smell was accompanied by a faint odor of feces.

Several small black dots popped out and hit Lu Zhilian, who was caught off guard.

Three small black dots were left on the snow-white shirt.

Lu Zhilian dipped his index finger in it and smelled it. His stomach churned violently, and he ran to the side to vomit.

"Hahaha."

Lu Wendong smiled as he watched vendors and local thugs washing the ground with large water hoses inside the fish market.

"Lianzi is lucky; he won the lottery as soon as he got back."

The barbarians and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

The president has rarely smiled in a long time...

I didn't expect you to be laughing so happily today?

Then he forced a laugh, saying "hahaha, hahaha" to himself.

"President."

After leading his men on a tour, Luo Xiang'an ran up to Lu Wendong.

He was holding a glass jar in his hand, inside which two grasshoppers were hopping around.

"It's a dung beetle!"

"This is a method used by gangsters to collect debts or gather funds."

Luo Xiang'an then explained what a dung beetle is.

It basically involves putting the grasshoppers you catch into a bag full of feces.

When the bag is thrown out, the grasshoppers covered in feces will jump around wildly.

These little things are very good at jumping. Even if there are only a few dozen of them, they can cover an area with poop in just a few moments.

It can shut down a store in an instant.

"OK."

He clenched his fists tightly in a barbaric manner: "Hung Hing, it must be Hung Hing."

Others shared the same idea.

"President."

Several vendors nearby stammered, "Luckily, this is a fish market, and the trading is basically over."

"but…"

The barbarian glared with eyes as big as copper bells: "Seller Sheng, what are you trying to say?"

The fishmonger shrank his neck.

Lu Wendong waved his hand: "The Fisheries Association will naturally handle this matter."

"Ah Xue".

Zhang Xue, with her shirt rolled up, revealing her two fair and tender arms, was also there, using a hose to wash the fish market.

Upon hearing this, she quickly went to Lu Wendong's side.

"The fish market suffered an undeserved disaster today."

"Give each household 1,000 yuan for cleaning and 1,000 yuan for emotional distress."

The fishmonger and others quickly tried to stop them.

"I, Lu Wendong, don't have the habit of taking back the money I've given out."

After vomiting outside for a while, Lu Zhilian floated into the fish market.

The barbarian mocked, "Lianzi, you've been ashore for a few years now, and you're acting like a vagrant?"

"President..."

Lu Zhilian wanted to help, but Lu Wendong stopped him.

"You're wearing leather shoes and dress pants, don't get them dirty."

"Let's go upstairs first."

Lu Zhilian noticed that Lu Wendong and the others were all barefoot, and even Zhang Xue had her trousers and sleeves rolled up, with her two fair and delicate little feet just standing on the ground.

He quickly took off his leather shoes: "President, I'm also from the water."

A group of people were helping to clean the fish market.

About two hours later, the entire fish market had been completely cleaned up.

However, you can still occasionally see a few dung beetles hopping around!

Two large carts were pushed in through the entrance of the fish market, carrying at least several dozen ducks.

The plane poked its head out from behind.

"Close the gate, let the ducks out!"

"Barbarian, you and Airplane clean up the mess here."

Lu Wendong, who seemed unconcerned, led Zhang Xue, Lu Zhilian, and others upstairs.

Lu Wendong first gave Zhang Xue a note, instructing her to collect the money and distribute it to the vendors.

"Lianzi, why are you so free today?"

Seeing Lu Zhilian's ashen expression, Lu Wendong knew without a doubt that the guy had suffered a setback with the foreigners.

He was fired?

Having anticipated this, Lu Wendong calmly offered Lu Zhilian a cigarette.

"President."

Lu Zhilian slumped down in frustration: "I was betrayed by a traitor, and the foreigners used me as a target."

This illustrates two points.

"Your union is demoralized, and you also lack a base of support among the masses."

Lu Zhilian is a Tanka (boat-dwelling people)!

Even if he passes the civil service exam, he will still be considered a Tanka (boat-dwelling people) by origin.

With this kind of status, how can he possibly unite civil servants who come from ordinary backgrounds?

Lu Wendong knew all along that Lu Zhilian would fail.

He asked calmly, "What are your plans now?"

Lu Zhilian looked up and moved the chair back a little forward.

"President!"

"I'd like to ask you, how can I unite them?"

"I'm not reconciled!"

Lu Zhilian was simply unwilling to accept it.

I wanted to ask everyone to do things so that we could improve our treatment, but as soon as I expressed my idea, someone secretly reported me.

"You can't unite them."

Lu Zhilian was startled, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"Struggle is something that needs to be based on principles."

"Who are you?"

What have you done for the members of the union?

Lu Wendong knows best just how difficult grassroots work is.

People who live on the water won't understand or listen to any profound道理 (principles/truths) you try to explain to them.

They were only thinking about catching more fish and selling more fish.

When you have money, you can buy clothes and furniture for your home.

Why fight for the rise of the people on the water?

Nobody can understand it!

Therefore, Lu Wendong must keep the security department and the fish protection team firmly in his grasp, while also supporting Tonglianshun from the outside.

He needs to have force in his hands so that people will listen to what he says.

With this foundation, Lu Wendong could force the boat people to learn to read and write, and then gradually adjust the boat people on Shipai Bay.

This is the work of water milling!

What we need is time and patience!

"You do not share a common ideal, nor a common program..."

Lu Wendong said directly, "Lianzi, no matter what you do, you can't win."

Lu Zhilian's eyes showed despair: "We just want a reasonable salary, is that not even allowed?"

"No!"

Lu Wendong said coldly, "You have nothing to your name and you're not united, so you have no right to fight for special treatment."

"In this respect, the Koreans do it a million times better than you."

The most combative guild in all of Asia is on the peninsula!

Apart from that, unions in other places are all small fry.

"Get down!"

Luo Tianhong, who was guarding the door and looking at the window behind Lu Wendong, suddenly shouted: "Get down!"

Lu Wendong immediately lunged to the ground.

boom!

The window was shattered into pieces.

A gust of wind grazed Lu Zhilian's left cheek, like a knife cutting him—it hurt!

Lu Zhilian was so frightened that he quickly practiced leaning back with the chair.

Luo Tianhong crawled on the ground and slithered behind the desk like a snake.

"There's a sniper on the opposite mountain."

"Don't look up."

Tatata!

The sound of running echoed from outside the corridor.

The barbarian led his men to smash open the office door. Upon seeing the broken glass, the barbarian immediately led five men to raise shields and block the window.

The room immediately became dark.

Lu Wendong slowly got up, turned his head to look at the mountainside, and suddenly smiled.

"Good, very good!"

He went over and helped Lu Zhilian, who was trembling on the ground, to his feet: "Are you alright?"

Lu Zhilian shook his head frantically: "Yes, Chairman..."

The dough, which was originally a bit dark, had now turned snow-white.

Lu Wendong patted Lu Zhilian on the shoulder with a smile: "Did you see that?"

"There will always be a price to pay for the fight for freedom."

"Remember this!"

Lu Wendong said expressionlessly, "Some people can't stand to see our Shipaiwan doing well; these are class enemies."

"We must treat class enemies with the ruthlessness of a harsh winter!"