Chapter 360 You're actually talking to me about your stance?
"Are you filming "The Return of the Condor Heroes"? "

Wang Deming turned around and whispered to the waiter to add a chair, smiling and nodding, almost becoming a lucky cat
It seemed that Zhu Shilin had the highest status and the most seniority among the people present, and he was the one who answered again: "Yes, it is a script from the mainland, adapted from Mr. Ba Jin's work "Huangyuan"."

It is really just as Li Hanxiang said. The three film companies, Great Wall, Phoenix and Xinlian, are backed by the mainland and have obtained excellent works from famous mainland playwrights. They are indeed stronger than Shaw Brothers and Cathay.

Especially starring Xia Meng
"With Mr. Ba Jin's excellent script and the concerted efforts of all my colleagues in the film industry, I will definitely go to see the movie when it is released."

"Where, where."

"Sir, do you want to change to another private room?" Bai Ma rushed over behind the waiter, took a quick look at the private room, and immediately asked Wang Deming in a low voice.

When Zhengyanglou Beijing Cuisine was first renovated, its layout was modeled after the Beijing restaurant. In addition to the large round table in the middle, there are also rest areas such as mahjong tables, coffee tables and sofas. Although the large private room usually only accommodates 10 people, it is not a problem to squeeze in 14 people.

"Just serve the food. You can add as many as you like."

"Okay, sir." Bai Ma called several waiters in the private room to her side and whispered to them to ensure the service was good. Then she returned to the kitchen to urge the food to be prepared.

Soon the waiters came in like flowers, serving cold dishes, changing tea, pouring wine, and the hot dishes, fried, stir-fried, and deep-fried, also came up one after another.

"It is a great honor to meet all the wise men in the film industry today. Please join us." Wang Deming raised his glass first.

"Mr. Wang, please."

"please."

After just a few licks of his lips, Wang Deming put down his wine glass, picked up a bite of food with his chopsticks, and offered again, "The world is big, but filling your stomach is the most important thing. Let's eat first and talk slowly later."

"Haha, that's right."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the dining speed slowed down, and the atmosphere at the table became harmonious. Wang Deming continued, "To be honest with you, Director Zhu, my wife is very interested in movies. Not only did she set up a film company, she also bought five theaters and is renovating them one by one."

"I wonder if your movie can be shown in the several theaters owned by my wife once it is released?"

Zhu Shilin, Li Mingzhe, and Xia Yunhu looked at each other, and Li Mingzhe declined politely: "Mr. Wang, although we really want to cooperate with you, you should be clear about our position."

He paused, then continued, "Although we have worked with Director Li Hanxiang before, we have rarely worked together since the Freedom Association initiated by Taiwan in 55."

He glanced at Li Hanxiang and continued, "Although Miss Lin Cui and Miss Lin Dai both became famous for starring in films directed by Li Hanxiang, the wedding of Miss Lin Dai and Mr. Long Wu has been delayed due to the influence of the Freedom Association; the same is true for the wedding of Miss Lin Cui and Director Qin Jian."

"I wonder what position Mr. Wang holds?"

position?

I am in Cao’s camp but my heart is with Han!
An outstanding Party member with a red heart and two prepared hands, always ready to subvert the British foreigners in Hong Kong. You ask me about my position?

Do you have this qualification?
Wang Deming looked Mr. Li Mingzhe up and down. He was thin, in his forties, wearing a slim-cut tweed suit and a silk shirt, and looked like an upper-class elite.

A question flashed through his mind. What was the background of this Li Mingzhe? His surname was Li. Was he related to the Li Hysan family, the big landlords in Causeway Bay?
And Mr. Xia Yunhai next to him, he is also wearing a well-ironed suit and has shiny hair. He doesn't look like a communist fighter at all, does he?

Only Director Zhu Shilin, who was sitting opposite him, was a little older and was wearing an old-fashioned, double-breasted jacket.
He smiled slightly and said, "May I ask Mr. Li if he has read the article "Speech at the Yan'an Forum on Literature and Art"?"

After these words were spoken, everyone on the opposite side, except Li Hanxiang, looked unhappy.

Wang Deming smiled as he glanced at the faces of those film industry professionals who claimed to be on the left. He nodded slightly and said, "It seems like they have all seen it."

"Then all of you in the literary and art circles should know what the real stand is!" "Art that is divorced from the masses, whether it is film or literature, can only be attributed to the petty-bourgeois sentiment of capitalism. Propaganda is a position. If socialism does not occupy it, then capitalism will occupy it."

"Don't you understand the principle of uniting the majority and isolating the minority?"

Talk to me about policies? Damn, I was a famous novelist in the mainland in my early years. Although I stopped writing books after joining the party, I never stopped giving ideological reports every month!

You guys, who live a life of luxury in Hong Kong and usually shout out a few ideologies, have never experienced the various ideological rectifications and unified understandings on the mainland, and yet you dare to talk about your stance in front of me?
He was just about to educate this group of people with Marxist-Leninist ideas when he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp voice with a thick Shanghai accent.

“Are you the people?”

"So you represent Marxism-Leninism?"

"You lump Li Hanxiang in with me. Do you think you are superior after reading a few books?"

Wang Deming's eyes moved and saw the heroine, Ms. Xia Meng, who was sitting opposite director Zhu Shilin.

Ms. Xia Meng's face was very tense and she asked seriously. Director Zhu Shilin beside her tried to pull her sleeve but failed.

"So it's the famous Ms. Xia Meng." Although Ms. Xia Meng was very beautiful, Wang Deming asked three questions in a row, "I wonder if your husband Mr. Lin's textile factory really implements an eight-hour work system? Is there overtime pay? Does it employ child labor?"

No matter how beautiful she is, she is someone else's wife, so I don't need to feel sorry for her.
"you!"

"Knock, knock!" Wang Deming knocked on the table, his expression unchanged. "I don't deny that I am high and mighty, because I have the confidence to do so."

"All my factory employees strictly follow an eight-hour workday and strictly guarantee the benefits that they deserve. I am also considering working with Mr. Huo to buy land and build employee welfare housing, and to set up an additional insurance company."

"Also, I wonder if you have read the newspaper? In order to better protect the grassroots workers, just a few days ago, I persuaded Mr. Huo to unite his construction workers to jointly form a mutual aid association and officially register it with the Hong Kong authorities."

"what about you?"

After saying that, Wang Deming stood up and didn't plan to continue the conversation. When he heard the name Long Wu from Li Mingzhe's mouth just now, he knew that there would be no result today no matter what happened.

No matter if the other party was using his position as an excuse and threatening him to apologize to some damn Long Wu, or he was really determined to defend his position, he didn't want to continue talking to the other party.

Especially today, there were so many people from the other side, and they didn’t look like they wanted to talk.

Damn, without Zhang the Butcher, I won’t eat pork anymore?

Originally, it was to make Zhang Shouchun happy, even though he just threw some money for fun, but today these people really pissed him off. Damn, I know Mr. Shen Yanbing very well, okay?

Can you compare with Mr. Shen Yanbing?

"As you please, whatever these gentlemen and ladies order will be charged to my account."

"Everyone, I have something else to do. Excuse me."

"Director Li, accompany the outstanding people in the literary and artistic circles for me."

After saying that, Wang Deming walked away.

We’ll see!
(End of this chapter)