Chapter 1495

Wang Yan wanted to return to the capital to work, so naturally, he also made arrangements for Li Kuiyong and his wife.

Handling things together saved trouble, so he just arranged for the couple to go to the Film Academy.

Li Kuiyong was in logistics, and Tian Fang was a librarian; both were positions with establishment, which was quite good.

"Tell me, where is it stuck? I'll go meet them in the next two days." Wang Yan smoked, speaking nonchalantly.

"Can't say stuck, it's just that the neighborhood hasn't registered our household registration yet; if the household registration here can't be solved, then we certainly can't get to the Film Academy. The teachers at the Film Academy were still very good; when Xiaofang and I went to report, they were all very polite."

"What about Auntie Wang? Is the community not doing things?"

"Hey, Auntie Wang passed away the year before last." Li Kuiyong shook his head and sighed, "We're also at that age; the older generation is leaving one by one. Brother Yan, you don't know, I've been wandering around this alley for the two months I've been back, and quite a few old people have already left."

Li Kuiyong's mother also passed away two years ago, due to illness from overwork. Now, a whole family of people relied on Li Kuiyong, the eldest brother; he still had three younger brothers and three younger sisters, and now it was about time to plan for his younger brother to marry a wife and his younger sister to find a husband...

Wang Yan exhaled a puff of smoke: "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are common human conditions. No need to be sad; practice the health-preserving exercises I taught you, live a few more years, and enjoy a few more years; our good days are still long."

"Hey, Brother Yan, speaking of this, I remembered. Didn't you run into people flipping things on the train? I heard that there are quite a few such people now; they're all acting as 'daoye'. A few days ago, when we were strolling outside, there were daoye selling jeans; it was very lively."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"I heard they earn quite a lot; my family has many people, Brother Yan; my younger brothers and sisters should be coming back too, so I have to find a way to find them a living."

"Earning a lot of money, but getting caught isn't easy either." Wang Yan waved his hand, "Wait and see the situation for a period of time before talking. Even if you really want to do it, you don't have to go through so much trouble like them. Let the people in the New Territories send them over in batches; wouldn't that earn more?

As for your younger brothers and sisters, no need to worry; later I'll see if I can arrange something for them. Even if there's no establishment, I'll arrange a contract worker position for them so they have something to do.

As for earning big money, it's not too late to talk about it later; just don't ponder it. When it can be done and how to do it, I'll tell you."

"Alright, I'll follow your instructions closely." Li Kuiyong nodded decisively.

"I hear what you mean; do you intend to be a daoye in the future?" Zhou Xiaobai asked.

"He's the daoye, and I'm the one giving him ideas." Wang Yan laughed, "Recently, the situation can't be said to be tight or loose; I feel there will still be changes later.

Especially since I plan to make movies; you say that in the film studio, there's only so much output all year round, and everyone wants to shoot; who gets to shoot and who doesn't? If you have money yourself, it's fine; you can shoot however you want. Whether it can be released or not, you're always shooting happily."

"Then you can do it now, right? In the New Territories, haven't the dividends from herbal tea always been given to you?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "This money can't be moved randomly; it's taken out to do good deeds. For the next few decades, these dividends will be used for the cause of tree planting and sand control on the Loess Plateau. As long as herbal tea continues to pay dividends, these trees must be planted."

Before, he thought about taking this money to other places, but money was needed everywhere, so he simply developed it into a special fund for greening and sand control on the Loess Plateau. Giving subsidies to the masses here to plant trees, and even in some inconvenient places, the fund could directly pay for road construction.

The spending of this money was still highly affirmed. Those who understood where this money came from wouldn't link this matter to any patriotic Hong Kong businessman; this was purely Wang Yan's own money...

This was still the case now; after a few years of reform and opening up, the significance of this matter would be different. In any case, he was a good comrade with absolute ideological hardness, high consciousness, and nobility, who had detached himself from low-level interests.

Even if he broke the legs of those daoye back then, and robbed people of their money and tickets... come to think of it, he was young back then; who didn't make mistakes when they were young?

He continued, "As for making movies, I think it shouldn't be a big problem; without funds, I can also go find patriotic businessmen in Hong Kong. I heard they all have film and television production companies; making movies can both launder money and earn money, and they are very professional. I'll find them to co-produce, which is also helpful for the country to stabilize Hong Kong."

"Don't say, sister-in-law, if Brother Yan really wants to do this, it might really work." Li Kuiyong laughed; he knew too well which societies in Hong Kong hated Wang Yan to the bone and avoided him...

Zhou Xiaobai also laughed; to this day, how could she not know about Wang Yan bullying societies in Hong Kong...

After a while, Tian Fang brought back a bunch of food and drink, and everyone busied themselves tidying up the dishes. Finally, Wang Yan cooked, making a table full of sumptuous food, and the four of them ate and drank together, which was quite happy.

Mainly Zhou Xiaobai was happy; although she had learned about Wang Yan's affairs in Lin County through letters, many things weren't said. Now Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang were both eyewitnesses, telling Zhou Xiaobai about the situation there from another perspective, which was very fresh.

And Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang, rambling on, were also very happy in their hearts.

After all, Wang Yan was back, so everything was settled. Even if it wasn't settled, Wang Yan could arrange it for them, so they wouldn't have to spend every day thinking about messy things without any solution...

After such a lively time, Wang Yan and Zhou Xiaobai bought some wine and food and returned to the courtyard. Wang Yan cooked again, and they ate and drank with Zhou's father and mother, as well as Zhou Xiaobai's eldest brother and second sister who rushed over.

The Zhou family had nothing to pick on Wang Yan; although the past matters weren't over yet, they did cause some trouble for Old Zhou in his work, but in general, the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

Everyone chatted about the various changes recently, Zhou's father revealed some news, and while eating and drinking, they analyzed and predicted the future, and also implemented how they should act at this juncture, which could be considered a pleasant conversation.

The next day, Wang Yan went to the street office to handle the files and household registration issues.

This matter was naturally no problem; he went there, sat down, and there was nothing. So Wang Yan understood that it wasn't the same batch of people from back then trying to fix him, but simply the little clerk here enjoying the power.

So after handling his own affairs, as well as the affairs of Li Kuiyong and Tian Fang, Wang Yan incidentally reported the person who made things difficult for Li Kuiyong.

Actually, truth be told, Wang Yan didn't have the face to report others; after all, he himself was also there opening a back door for Li Kuiyong and his wife, so neither side should talk about the other.

But in terms of external performance, Wang Yan didn't act high and mighty in front of the masses or use power to disgust people. Relatively speaking, Wang Yan's crime was lighter.

This was his reflection; truth be told, him handling things for Li Kuiyong and his wife wasn't a problem; after all, his own contributions were there, and he didn't ask for anything himself. Going to the Film Academy was properly a waste of his talent, so providing some welfare for good friends seemed understandable.

If the Loess Plateau Greening Fund was counted, the welfare Li Kuiyong and his wife ate in the unit wouldn't be finished even in several lifetimes.

But obviously, things weren't calculated that way. Right is right, wrong is wrong.

It's just that Wang Yan couldn't reform himself because of this little thing; he didn't think about striking down all such things. Even if he wanted to strike, it wasn't easy to handle; after all, regardless of ancient or modern times, inside or outside, this matter had never ceased.

After busying himself for a day, the next day, Wang Yan took Li Kuiyong and his wife to the Film Academy.

At this time, the Film Academy could be described as waiting to be rebuilt; the academy had stopped running before, and the teaching staff for directing and acting had gone to the May 7th Art University before returning.

Restoring the original academy system was also a matter of this year.

Wang Yan could come here, and he really didn't find any connections. He openly submitted a report, summarized the work in Lin County, and stated that he had no intention of continuing to engage in politics and wanted to research film art.

After the superior leaders joked a few times, they finally arranged for him to go to the Film Academy.

In fact, he proposed ideas, and there weren't many places he could go; if it wasn't the Film Academy, it was the film studio next to the academy...

"Comrade Wang Yan, welcome; I really didn't expect you to want to engage in movies."

"Zhong Lao, I just like taking pictures; photos and images complement each other, so I just came to take a look, learn, and you must give me more guidance in the future."

Wang Yan supported the old man's arm, speaking very modestly and politely.

Zhong Lao was one of the founders of the Film Academy, having worked diligently for so many years, and after resuming work, he was asked to come out to take charge of the overall situation of the Film Academy.

"I've seen the photos you took; they are very spiritual and have ideas. I've read your reports in the Daily every issue; your writing is simple and powerful, writing what is what, and it has truth and thought. Later, learn film and television production, look at the scripts, and I estimate you can write scripts yourself. When the time comes, I'll help you contact people, you..."

"Oh, you're too kind to me, but I'm not in such a hurry." Wang Yan laughed and patted the old man's back, "I don't know anything about making movies; I just have to listen, watch, and learn more. Later, I'll listen to lectures with the comrades who are advancing, and ponder it carefully.

To tell you the truth, I heard that the manuscript fee is going to be restored recently; I'm thinking about writing a book first. When the time comes, see the response, and if it's okay, adapt it into a script and make a movie."

"Well, not bad; no wonder you can do big things."

"It's all the support of leaders at all levels and the masses."

Zhong Lao laughed, didn't say anything more, and turned to let others introduce other leading cadres to Wang Yan.

The leading cadres at this time were quite awesome; taking out their resumes was enough to blind people.

Wang Yan got to know them one by one, then took Li Kuiyong and his wife, followed people to handle the procedures, and from now on, he was a person of the Film Academy.

Of course, there was no house; the houses of various units in the capital were never abundant, and everyone was staring at them. According to the rules, it wouldn't be a big problem for Wang Yan to get a house, but in the end, he didn't go to compete with others.

He could temporarily live at his father-in-law's house, and Li Kuiyong and his wife also had a place on Nanheng Street.

As long as they got through this period of time, it would be fine. When the time came, Wang Yan planned to buy a house; anyway, they were all thinking about going abroad, so buying a house was very good, and it was comfortable to live in.

After handling the procedures, Wang Yan went to see Zhong Lao again, waiting for work arrangements.

Zhong Lao asked him to be the teaching group leader for ideological education, with two responsibilities: one was to give lectures to the students of the Film Academy, and the other was to form the ideological theory of film art workers, to clarify responsibilities and missions.

This was Wang Yan's counterpart work, and people were convinced of his ability to engage in theory. After all, the previous and current leadership groups recognized his ideological theory.

Not to mention anything else, at least it proved that "development" is true development.

Wang Yan didn't decline, but took on such a job, and then went to his ideological education teaching group.

He had a total of three people under him, one was an old comrade who wasn't young, hanging as the deputy group leader. In addition, there was a young man and a middle-aged man; it was very clear that these were the players who had shown their magical powers at this time.

"Our work here has no difficulty; if you want to say the biggest difficulty, it's that you have to believe in the things you talk about yourself, and you have to implement them. Hey, you don't need to talk to me in clichés; whether you really believe and implement them, it will naturally be shown in life and work in the future.

The attitude must be active and serious; don't deal with teaching tasks like reading from a script; that's meaningless. If you don't want to do this job, find a way to transfer; don't mix days under me. If there's a problem, I'll deal with you.

Especially you, young comrade, you have a lot of guts; who are you staring at?"

The youngest young man couldn't think straight: "I know you're powerful, but so what? Wang Yan, you're just a stinking hooligan; you write two articles and think you're a figure? What are you pretending for? Come, come, try moving me! If you have the ability, break my leg too. Ah!"

Wang Yan withdrew his slap and said to the other two with a smile: "It's the first time I've heard such a request. However, the matter is different; breaking your leg is a bit unreasonable, but you are full of shit, so I'll take half your teeth. Come, tell me, who arranged for you to come in, and which ghosts and monsters are your family, so I can meet them properly."

Wang Yan lit a cigarette, stepped on the young man's ankle, and asked about the situation with a smile...

The old comrade on the side and that middle-aged man were dumbfounded.

They didn't expect that things would develop into what they were now. Especially a second ago, Wang Yan was emphasizing ideological education, and the next second he directly slapped someone away and knocked out half of his teeth...

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