The years of red flags

"Old Zheng's family has such a big happy event, you have to treat them." Jiang Hua said jokingly: "I think when I first participated in the military parade, I invited you to dinner and drinks for seven or eight years. Red wine, if you want to treat me, the grade cannot be lower than this."

"A treat, I must treat you." Zheng Tong agreed simply: "But I don't have the red wine from 1978 or 1978, but I do have two bottles of Maotai from 1963."

"You still have such a good thing. I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply." Jiang Hua said with a smile, "Then we have to get drunk before we stop."

"Of course I have to get drunk before I stop. I'll drink it all tonight."

In fact, Jianghua also has aged Maotai, but the wine is definitely more powerful than others' wine. The Maotai produced in 1963 is indeed well-deserved.

The next day, Jiang Hua came to work feeling refreshed. Zheng Tong was also refreshed, but a little distressed because yesterday, in addition to two bottles of Maotai, he also drank two bottles of aged Fenjiu, and his expenses exceeded the budget. .

Jiang Hua said jokingly: "The Fen wine yesterday was really good. Do you have any more? Give me some."

"Get lost, I drank too much yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't have taken out the wine." Zheng Tong curled his lips and said, "You have destroyed all the good stuff in the box."

"Yesterday you were quite heroic." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "You shouted about the five-flowered horse, the golden fur, and that the children will be exchanged for fine wine. It's quite a legacy of Taibai."

"There is a fart legacy." Zheng Tong said distressedly: "I originally planned to drink those two bottles of wine when my son was admitted to college."

"Hey, this isn't easy. I'll get you some bottles of aged rice wine, Zhuangyuan Red."

Zheng Tong's eyes lit up: "I even forgot, you have a good thing, give me twenty pounds of Zhuangyuan Red."

"Twenty pounds, you can still bite me to death."

Zheng Tong smiled and said, "You can give it or not. If you don't give it, I'll go on strike."

"Here, here." Jiang Hua said helplessly: "You have taken control of me, knowing that the institute cannot do without you."

"This is Jiang Taigong's fishing wish, and it's almost September." Zheng Tong said with a smile: "In a few days, I went to watch the ceremony under the city gate building. I get excited just thinking about it."

"Something's not right. Last time I received notice half a year in advance."

Zheng Tong said with a smile: "The leaders above have said that I have been considering whether or not to have it. Before it is confirmed, there will be no notification. Once it is confirmed, we will simply notify it together."

"Oh, that makes sense." Jiang Hua nodded: "You are a worthless person who is so proud of visiting under the city gate building. I have lofty goals. One day I will get to the top of the city gate building. Go visit.”

"Then I wish your dreams come true."

"I designate dreams to come true."

July and August of 1999 were very noisy, because The Princess of My Fairy Tales swept the entire holiday season again, and the TV series co-produced by Lan Jieying and Xiang Jiang was directly defeated.

"Honey, are you at a loss for this co-production?"

Lan Jieying shook her head: "There is still money to be made, but it has not reached the expected goal. The joint venture in Xiangjiang is a bit wavering."

"The actors over in Xiangjiang are a bit too arrogant." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I have watched your TV series. They are similar to TVB dramas. There is nothing new. If you want to be like Princess Huanzhu, you have to be new and different. TVB’s framework and TVB’s dramas are indeed better to watch, but in mainland China, sometimes it’s inevitable that they won’t adapt to the local conditions.”

"I have to sigh, Qiong Yao's signature is strength." Lan Jieying sighed: "The carefully prepared scripts of our two places were defeated. Both TVB and Emperor were a little hesitant." "Xiangjiang is too big. Even people in the entertainment industry don't have a very far-sighted vision. I suggest that in the future, we in the mainland will directly produce scripts and directors. The actors can find one or two famous people from Xiangjiang to come and take the lead." Jiang Hua said with a smile: " After all, there are differences between Cantonese and Mainland Mandarin, and the language in Baodao is almost the same as that in Mainland China.”

"What kind of actor do you think is most suitable?"

"Perfect every two weeks, four heavenly kings, Fanggu Manyu."

Lan Jieying angrily hit Jiang Hua: "Will these people go to the mainland to act in TV series? It's just a joke."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Who made them famous?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Let me tell you, as long as the script is good and the money is adequate, let alone these actors, I can even recruit Wong Kar-Wai to film TV series for him."

"You're just talking nonsense. No one will watch Wong Kar-wai's movies. If he makes a TV series, I'll probably have to pay it to my grandma's house."

"It's possible. Maybe one day people will come to the mainland to film TV series, and the ratings will be very high."

Lan Jieying laughed and said, "Impossible. It is impossible for such a ridiculous thing to happen in my lifetime."

"You think it's ridiculous, right?" Jiang Hua shrugged: "Do you have any other projects this year besides co-productions?"

"Yes, Yongzheng Dynasty." Lan Jieying said with a smile: "I invested in it, and the ratings were surprisingly good."

"Did you invest in the Yongzheng Dynasty?" Jiang Hua gave a thumbs up: "Three days after we left, we all watched with admiration. I watched this TV series. It is really wonderful. I dare to say this. Twenty or thirty years from now, this TV series will be better It can also be beaten.”

"Really?" Lan Jieying hugged her husband happily and kissed her intimately: "I'm going to reward you. Your words make me very happy."

"Ouch, I didn't see it, keep going, keep going."

Zhong Yuemin stood at the door, covering his eyes: "Brother, sister-in-law, can't you avoid being a little shy in broad daylight?"

"What should I avoid in my own home?" Jiang Hua said nonchalantly: "Why did you suddenly come to our home and disturb the little romance between us husband and wife?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to raise funds from domestic entrepreneurs? Let me ask about the progress. If the funds have been collected, I will take them away. The foundation will be waiting for you."

Jiang Hua asked in surprise: "Has the superiors approved our plan?"

"It's not done yet. If the superiors don't approve it, won't we subsidize those teaching teachers?" Zhong Yuemin asked back: "We can reward them in the name of the foundation. We can't let these lovely people suffer anymore."

Jiang Hua nodded: "Yes, what you said this time is quite reasonable, and it came at the right time. I haven't had the money in my hands for a few days."

Jiang Hua handed over a dozen checks: "Each person got two million in blackmail."

"Give me the list. Then we will have to announce who donated the money?"

Jiang Hua smiled and scolded: "Are you stupid? Don't the checks all have signatures? Why bother?"

"Entrepreneurs donate money, but we are not allowed to make other people's companies famous."

(End of this chapter)