Chapter 335 I Still Need to Take Action
It's not just Zhang Shouchun, Jin Yuqing and Qin Huairu all have this attitude.

To be honest, if it were in mainland China at this time, they would not have such strong indignation. There they are called: People's Artists, but this is Hong Kong, and the environment is similar to that of Beijing, Tianjin and Shanghai before liberation.

Qin Huairu may not have any idea about this circle, but Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing have heard family or friends talk about the chaos in this circle.

Today you are with him, tomorrow he is with her.
Wang Deming smiled and waved his hands, "Don't worry, don't you think that I would be interested in such vulgar women? Today, I just happened to run into a man from Beijing on the street who was concerned about the food supply in Beijing. I was bored, so I chatted with him."

"I didn't expect he was a filmmaker. Oh, yes, he also directed and acted in a movie called Cuicui, which was adapted from Mr. Shen Congwen's novel Border Town. Have you seen it?"

"When was it taken?"

"It seems like 52."

"Then how could we have seen it?" The three women shook their heads.

"Oh, by the way, when I was leaving today, there came a female star named Li Lihua, nicknamed Sister Xiaomi. Have you heard of this female star?"

"Yeah, I've heard of this girl. She's acted in many movies before, including "Begonia", "Fake Phoenix", and "Girls Should Get Married". But she's not as famous as Zhou Xuan and Shangguan Yunzhu."

"Oh," Wang Deming nodded. If you told him about Brigitte Lin, Cecilia Yip, and Rosamund Kwan, he would have heard of them. But he didn't know any of the movie stars of this era.

Even Li Hanxiang only knew about this person because of Tony Leung Ka Fai. Later, he knew that he directed "The Burning of Yuanmingyuan", which led to Tony Leung Ka Fai being banned when he first entered the film industry.
"Does it look good?" Zhang Shouchun asked suddenly.

"Come on, I'm old and my skin is bad, okay?"

The three girls were very satisfied with Wang Deming's answer.

At this time, the driver Ali came back and said, "Mr. Wang, we have sent everyone off."

"Okay, Ali, you've worked hard!"

Wang Deming didn't want to ask any more questions, so he patted the sofa and said, "Let's go, let's eat. Is it Master Meng's cooking again today?"

When Master Meng was mentioned, Zhang Shouchun smiled brightly: "Well, Master Meng said that the soup stock is finally ready. Today's dishes will definitely taste better than before."

"Haha, then we are in for a treat."

In the evening, the family had a happy dinner. Mr. Huo came to visit with his family. During the conversation, he talked about the small conflict that Wang Deming had with others in the Gloucester Hotel today.

Mr. Huo did not ask about the conflict, but asked something else: "De Ming, do you want to invest in movies?"

"How is that possible?" Wang Deming laughed dumbly. "Hong Kong has powerful film companies like Great Wall, Phoenix, and New Alliance. Do I need an outsider like me to go in and mess around? What happened today was just a coincidence."

Mr. Huo nodded. "By the way, the British devil Macmillan contacted me today and asked De Ming to keep a low profile in Hong Kong in the future, otherwise it will be difficult for them to do business."

"Well, don't worry. I was just feeling depressed today and wanted to relax. I happened to be irritated by that damn Taiwanese Long Wu Gongzi, so I took this opportunity to vent."

Mr. Huo was silent for a long time. After they both lit a cigarette, he said, "Deming, I have never worked in a government department, so I don't know the pros and cons of this."

"I heard from Haiyan today that you went to report to China Resources. It seems that things were not going well?"

Wang Deming took a deep puff of cigarette, facing the light sea breeze, and smiled bitterly: "It can't be said that it's not going well, right? After all, I'm doing my old job at China Resources. Being a doctor is just a small problem for me to position myself. I thought they would let me help with the work of importing grain."

"As a result, they really arranged a 300-square-foot room for me to use as a clinic, and I had to go to work every day." "So what about your plan?"

Wang Deming flicked his cigarette away, and a beautiful meteor streaked across the night sky. "Let's buy a property on Pedder Street in Central. By the way, the property in Gloucester that I visited this afternoon is pretty good. Brother Dong, can you help me make the contact?"

"Oh, never mind. It would be better if I let HSBC handle this."

"Well, it's better for HSBC to deal with Hong Kong Land." Mr. Fok suddenly asked, "Hey, De Ming, how many shares of Hong Kong Land do you hold now?"

"It doesn't seem like there are many. The Hong Kong Stock Exchange is like a ghost town. There are only about 10 British stocks. If there is a little noise, they will notice it." Wang Deming was a little angry when he mentioned this. "And there are very few circulating shares. I estimate that there are not even % now. Let's take our time. Anyway, I am interested in the land under the name of Hong Kong Land."

"Um"

From then on, on the surface, Wang Deming finally lived the life he had longed for in his previous life, a real nine-to-five job.

Every day, his driver Ali would drive him back and forth to work at China Resources Company on Pedder Street. After arriving, he would first make a cup of tea, open a newspaper, leisurely smoke a cigarette, and spend half the day there.

At noon, the Gloucester Hotel, which was renamed Zhengyanglou Beijing Cuisine, delivered a meal. After eating, I took a nap in bed for half an hour. After waking up, I smoked a cigarette and picked up a book to read until I got home from get off work.

Of course, it’s not that no one comes to see a doctor, but they are all for minor illnesses that can be cured with a few acupuncture needles. Those who need medicine can go directly to the nearby Chinese medicine store to buy Chinese patent medicine.

HSBC acted quickly. In just one month, the Gloucester Building, which originally belonged to the Hong Kong Land Group, was transferred to Qin Huairu's name.

As for why it is under Qin Huairu’s name?
She had good luck in drawing lots. The three girls have now gone to work. They are in one company for one day, dressed very low-key, and anyway, they are there to study.

The funniest thing is that even when Jin Yuqing went to Huo Yexingtang, there were people walking around with flowers in their hands and dressed up in powdered hair, ready to strike up a conversation with her.

It gradually disappeared after being warned, but another version of the story also emerged.

Now, every night when the three girls come home, they always chatter about the gossips others spread about them, and they are delighted all day long.

In the blink of an eye, it was September of 60. On that day, Wang Deming had just finished taking the pulse and giving acupuncture to a China Resources employee when Mr. Song led a middle-aged man in with a sincere smile on his face: "Comrade Deming, are you busy?"

"Oh, Mr. Song is a rare guest. What's wrong with you sitting here, comrade? Why did you let Mr. Song lead you here? We are all comrades. Besides, doctors are kind-hearted. Whether Mr. Song brought you here or not, I will definitely treat you seriously."

Wang Deming was very dedicated and even moved a stool for the visitor to the examination table. "Please sit down. I'll take your pulse first. When you came in just now, I noticed that you didn't look well."

"Ahem!" Mr. Song coughed dryly, "Comrade Deming, Mr. Ding is not here to see you for medical treatment."

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"Mr. Ding was assigned to strengthen the negotiations on grain imports."

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"Mr. Ding came to you specifically to discuss the issue of grain imports."

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(End of this chapter)