nostalgic era

Chapter 153

Director Meng didn't know how to make a decision for a while, so he asked about Jiang Deming's conditions.

"Jiang Gong, you said earlier that there are a few conditions, can you talk about them now?"

Jiang Deming didn't answer directly, but instead asked Director Meng another question, "Director Meng, what do you think of the Manchu Dynasty?"

Director Meng's expression changed, and he said, "The darkest dynasty in China's feudal dynasties, it was also because of the measures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty that China was in decline."

Jiang Deming continued to ask: "Then what will you do if someone shoots a drama that praises the emperor of the Tartars?"

Director Meng and Director Huang looked at each other in blank dismay, both thinking in their hearts how could such a wicked thing happen?

It has only been half a century since the feudal dynasty was overthrown, and many of those elders are still alive. How much blood was shed and how many people died before the Manchu dynasty was overthrown.

Singing praises to those Tartar dog emperors?
This is not anti-GM, what is anti-GM?

Jiang Deming guessed what they were thinking from the strange expressions on their faces. In fact, it was difficult for him to understand what those people were thinking.

The only explanation is that some groups have been too kind to let them seize the opportunity to regain their voice.

Fortunately, the duration was not too long. Before Jiang Deming crossed, there was basically no braiding scene.

Director Meng didn't understand why Jiang Deming said that, but he felt that he should show an attitude, although he didn't think such a thing would happen.

"Jiang Gong, I can assure you here that as long as I am still alive, such a thing will never happen!"

Jiang Deming shook his head. It's not that he can't trust Director Meng, but it's impossible for Director Meng to stay in this position forever. Who knows what his successor will think?
"Director Meng, I hope you will pass this matter on. We can guarantee it, but what about the latecomers? Some things should not be forgotten. We can ensure that people of this generation will not have problems, because we are still there, but in the future What? The situation is different now. If we want to re-emerge, certain interests will definitely be touched, and those people will not just watch, especially the ugly country. If the war cannot be fought, they will think of other ways , for example - culture invasion."

Hearing this, Director Meng was shocked. At first she thought that Jiang Deming was just talking, but after listening to it now, she really thinks it makes sense. If what they are going to face in the future is an ideological war, then they, as media professionals, , work is even more important.

If this happened, it would be a serious problem.

After a while, Director Meng said: "Jiang Gong, I will report your proposal, and I will reply to you after a year."

There is no way, Director Meng has to pay attention to Jiang Deming's identity and the favor he owes.

And what Jiang Deming said is also reasonable. Our organization has always been good at accepting correct suggestions.

Jiang Deming smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for your news!"

At this time, Liu Hongchang had just brought over the prepared meals.

Jiang Deming immediately called Director Meng to sit down with Director Huang, and Xu Zheng and Liu Hongchang were also called to sit down by him.

The things to be discussed have been discussed, and the rest is time for dinner.

As expected, Liu Hongchang's craftsmanship is not bad, perhaps a little worse than Nanyi's, but compared to He Yuzhu's, it is slightly better.

And he is mainly good at making home-cooked dishes, which look similar to the ones he usually eats, but the taste is quite different.

Both Director Meng and Director Huang were full of praise, and kept asking where Jiang Deming found the chef.

Jiang Deming said with a smile that he picked it up on the street, but Director Meng and the two only thought he was joking, but they didn't take it seriously.

After drinking and eating, Director Meng raised another question with Director Huang.

If this program is carried out according to Jiang Deming's suggestion, can you go over and help me as a consultant.

After Jiang Deming hesitated for a moment, he agreed.

Although it is not the Spring Festival Gala, but if this is successful, I believe it will not be too far away from the Spring Festival Gala.

By the way, suggestions for expanding the base station can also be proposed to the above. At that time, the manufacture of color TVs can be put on the agenda.

However, even if the prices are lowered by a large number of TVs, the power supply is still a problem. In many rural areas, not to mention electricity, even kerosene has to be used sparingly.

In the final analysis, it is still necessary to earn more foreign exchange. Unless Jiang Deming can extract Iron Man's nuclear reactor technology, it will not be easy to complete the national power supply in a short period of time.

After sending Director Meng and Director Huang away, Jiang Deming had just returned to the courtyard when he found a figure at the door.

Seeing him coming in, Ding Xie immediately stood up.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Deming looked at the aggrieved Ding Xie, feeling a little strange, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ding Xie said pitifully: "Mr. Jiang, I see that you still have some leftover meat in your house. I, I haven't eaten meat for half a month. Can you..."

As a martial arts practitioner, Ding Xie has always lived a life of drinking in big bowls and eating meat in big mouthfuls.

I never thought that I would be reduced to the point where I would have to beg for food.

But when he smelled the aroma just now, he couldn't bear it anymore. Since Jiang Deming brought him back to the mainland, let alone meat, the only meat he had ever touched was the fried vegetables with lard dregs that he ate in prison.

The bosses in the same room finished picking up the lard residue and green vegetables, so he could only make some vegetable soup.

Seeing the appearance of Ding Xie, Jiang Deming couldn't help crying and laughing. Seeing that there were only one or two pieces of meat left on the dining table in the room, he waved his hand and said, "Go and eat!"

Ding Xie was overjoyed, and immediately thanked Jiang Deming: "Mr. Jiang, thank you, thank you so much!"

After he finished speaking, he went straight into the room without using chopsticks, and started eating with his hands, as if he was reincarnated from starvation.

Seeing this, Jiang Deming couldn't help but shook his head. He had specifically told Bai Ruoxue before that Ding Xie's food should be enough to keep him alive from starvation every day.

He was fed too much, and Jiang Deming was afraid that he would kill people when he clashed with the people in the yard.

"Ding Xie, wash the dishes and chopsticks after eating, and clean up the house by the way!"

"Understood, Mr. Jiang!"

At this moment, Liu Hongchang just came out of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help leaning towards Jiang Deming and asking, "Mr. Jiang, what's the matter with this man?"

Jiang Deming curled his lips and said, "Have you heard of the young and Dangerous in Hong Kong City?"

"What, Gu Hanzi?" Liu Hongchang looked confused.

At this time, the culture of Hong Kong movies hadn’t been seen yet, and some of the people who filmed Young and Dangerous hadn’t stopped their milk yet. It’s normal that Liu Hongchang didn’t know about it.

Jiang Deming said: "Just understand it as a local hooligan!"

(End of this chapter)