Most literary and artistic works follow the pace of the times, while a few remain enduring. "My Chinese Heart" is the enduring one. This song must be written by compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao or overseas Chinese, and it must also be sung by compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao or overseas Chinese. The specific subject matter gives it a specific meaning. First of all, it is highly placed here, and then the lyrics are popular and sincere, the melody is catchy, and ensuring its dissemination. "..." After a song was played, the leaders of Radio and Television and CCTV looked embarrassed. They said they had rich experience and novel planning, but they even came up with the specific songs, and it was still the "correct melody." The representative of the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office’s eyes lit up, and he wanted to rip the tape and take it back to Mr. Liao to listen to. Mr. Liao would definitely like it. The leaders of the Ministry of Truth at the coordination meeting also nodded repeatedly. Hong Kong compatriots sang this song, so it is very suitable to be played to the people of the whole country! "How are you feeling?" Ding Qiao asked with a reserved smile, knowingly. "I support! We have been meeting for so long, and we should come to a conclusion. They said it would be held during the Spring Festival, but it is already September, and winter will come in the blink of an eye... If we don't make a decision, how much time will we have for preparations?"
A representative from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office took the lead in speaking. "I think it's good too. Lao Ding and the others are quite well prepared." The leader of the Ministry of Truth smiled and said, seeing that Radio and Television and CCTV remained silent, he simply made it clear: "I don't think it's better. This exchange activity includes a TV party, and it will be led by the Ministry of Culture and the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office. You guys will assist in the work, okay?" " It goes without saying how high the level of the Ministry of Truth is. The two families had no choice but to reluctantly agree: "We obey the organization's arrangements!" "Okay, let's break up the meeting today and study the details yourself!" After the leader finished speaking, he walked up to Ding Qiao and said with a smile: "Old Ding, this song is really good. Can you lend me your tape and copy it so I can take it home and listen to it?" It's like poking a hornet's nest. All the officials in the room, big and small, reacted and rushed to him, all talking: "Old Ding, let me transcribe it too!" "And me and me!" "I said yesterday, I'm the first!" "The song we played today was what you said yesterday? As a leader, how can you talk nonsense?" Ding Qiaotou was tall and snorted coldly. This group of people really want to listen to themselves, but they also really want to share it with others. Everyone has a circle and everyone has an old leader. Ding Qiao is not stupid. You gave it to the old leader first. What else should I take? I'm still waiting for the Spring Festival to be a blockbuster and shock Haizi! These days, central leaders also have to watch TV! "No, no, I just have a box. I can still use it myself!" "No one will borrow, no one will lend!" "Goodbye, I'll take the first step!" Ding Qiao ran away in a hurry.
After finally running out and getting into the car, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief. He had been an official for many years and had never felt so comfortable. The experience of getting the SSR card was so wonderful, the pinnacle of life. He looked at the gray streets of Beijing in the 1980s passing by and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Xiao Chen is a good comrade!" After a pause, he repeated again: "Xiao Chen is a good comrade!" ………… "Li Hanxiang won't let him go, I have to talk to him!" In the dormitory, Chen Qi read Liang Jiahui's letter and said angrily: "There are two dramas waiting here, won't they miss my important event?" "Can't you change someone else?" Gong Xueyao said. "There are so many actors on the left, who should I replace? Liang Jiahui is very talented in comedy. It is rare that he can let go. It will be fun for him to play "Happy Ghost". It just so happened that Minister Ding also asked me to go back. I have to Back to Beijing." "Then you just leave me here?" "Oh, I'm worried too. On the one hand, I have the great cause of the country, and on the other hand, I have personal relationships with my children. I can't have both loyalty and filial piety, so I'll just kill myself!" "Forget it. If you die, I still have to die for my love. When will you leave? I'll take care of it for you." "Leave tomorrow!" When Gong Xue heard this, he quickly packed his clothes. Chen Qi went out for a walk and came back and said: "I will take Xiao Yang back. Xiao Mo will stay to protect you. He is familiar with Hong Kong. If you need anything, come to him." "Why am I so protective? You can take them all back." "It's okay to let him be a driver or tour guide, that's it." "You didn't go and say goodbye to your neighbor?" "I told you, of course I have to tell you something. If I don't tell you, it seems like I feel guilty..." He was justified. Gong Xue pursed her lips and remained silent. Chen Qi was a little worried and said, "You don't know how to fight, right?" "Do you think I'm fighting? Who can I beat? In your eyes, I'm just a shrew?" It was rare for her to get angry, and her voice was much higher, but she still sounded very soft. "What I mean is that you are too kind and considerate of other people's feelings. If I am not with you, I am afraid that you will wrong yourself. The most important thing is that you are happy. Sometimes you don't have to worry so much..." "you!" Gong Xuegang was so angry that he choked and said, "You don't have to talk nice to me, just bully me for being stupid and tongue-tied." "Oh, I feel sorry for you before it's too late. I'm just worried that you are alone in Hong Kong and have no one to accompany you. Otherwise, you should go to Aunt Shi Hui and let her play with you." Chen Qi picked her up, Gong Xue lightly hit him twice, and said: "You still take me to play with you, am I a kid? You don't need to worry about me. Can I still not be able to handle interpersonal relationships as an adult? I'm still learning Cantonese." ” After a pause, he asked, "When will you come back?" "It will be quick. I have a lot of things to do. I will go back to check out the venue for the party and bring a few more people to Hong Kong. I have to expand my power... By the way, come with me to meet Mr. Qiu Degen in the evening." "Why are you taking me?" "This is a private party. Who else can I take if not you?"
"Humph!" ………… "Mr. Qiu is from Shanghai. He worked as a handyman in the Grand Theater. He has been in the theater business in Hong Kong for 50 years. Unable to squeeze into the city, he surrounded the city with the countryside and opened more than a dozen rural theaters in the New Territories, earning his first pot of gold. Later, he started a rural bank. Farmers didn't have much money, but they also had savings and loan needs. He set up a Far East Money House in the New Territories, which gradually developed into Far East Bank. He also did real estate and had a large business scale..." In the evening, on the Gundam, Chen Qi briefly described Qiu Degen's life experience. Gong Xue asked: "He has a theater and is friendly to the mainland. You just need a theater chain, why don't you talk about it?" "His theaters in the countryside are remote and simple, many of which are converted from warehouses, with small capacity and low cost performance. Besides, they don't sell them, at most they rent them. "Tai Chi 2" rented several of his theaters. But Boss Qiu really likes the entertainment industry, so there is something to talk about." In fact, there is another sentence at the end: It's a pity that Qiu Degen suffered from Alzheimer's disease in the 1990s. He has seven sons and one daughter, all of whom are very bad and have a bad old age. As they talked, Gundam drove up the mountain. Everyone who goes up the mountain knows that Hong Kong's rich people live on the mountain, and Yuya also lives on the mountain. The road becomes narrow and quiet, with very good vegetation. The main road branches out into many forks, and each fork leads to a mansion of thousands of feet, which ordinary people can't even hope to have after struggling for a lifetime. Turning into one of the roads, they found a large villa surrounded by iron gates and high walls. The two got out of the car, and Chen Qi specifically told Xiao Mo: "You wait in the car, don't follow me in, it's okay." "Okay!" The door was open, and a white-haired maid in a small jacket and cloth shoes ushered them in, invited them to sit down, and then called someone: "Master!" Hmm? Gong Xue was stunned, thinking she had heard it wrong. "Master, the guests are here!" "..." She opened her eyes wide and whispered: "Is she calling Master?" "Hmm!" "Ah, Dia La Niang is here!" Gong Xue was shocked, and then looked at the calm maid, and Qiu Degen who walked out with an even calmer attitude, and was even more amazed, is this 1982, or 1928? (There's more in the evening...)