It's approaching evening.

The first spring rain in the capital was falling outside. Wang Yang came back with Li Wenhua, exhausted both physically and mentally. When they arrived at the gate, as soon as they entered, Gong Xue suddenly ran over: "Director!"

"Why...oh, you've been waiting all this time."

"Director, why isn't Xiao Chen with you?"

"His matter is a bit complicated. I have to stay there for the time being until the investigation is clear... Don't worry, I will definitely let him come back intact!"

It's okay not to say this. Gong Xue's face turned even paler when he heard this. Wang Yang knew that they had a good relationship, but he was not in the mood to talk much at the moment. He waved his hands and walked a few steps forward. Suddenly he paused and turned around and asked:

"Xiao Gong, didn't you bring anything when you came back?"

"You mean luggage?"

"Not luggage, something special."

Wang Yang didn't know how to describe it and spoke vaguely. Gong Xue miraculously understood it and thought for a moment: "Xiao Chen has something to give to Mr. Fu Qi. Mr. Fu Qi will come to Beijing in two days."

"Will Fu Qi come?"

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, that's good... just go and do your work, it'll be fine."

The two entered the factory, and Li Wenhua whispered: "Will Xiao Chen be okay?"

"The Ministry of Culture dared not ignore the issue of Fang Yurong's solemn emphasis on his position. This has gone beyond the scope of the film system. Xiao Chen has to stay and cooperate with the investigation. I will go find those old comrades to see if I can bail him out. If he

Something happened and I feel ashamed!

Don't talk about him, we can't even protect ourselves, and you have been wronged this time."

"I'm a mediocre young man, but it's worth it if I can do something revolutionary with you!"

…

Wang Yang said it was okay, but Gong Xue didn't even see anyone, so how could he believe it?

She worked hard to keep her little brain running, and then rode her bicycle and hurried to the Zhongqing Newspaper office. The sudden arrival of the big star caused a sensation again, and everyone in the newspaper office came out to watch.

"Ah! Gong Xue, why are you here?"

"Who invited you for an exclusive interview?"

"Hello, hello, I'm looking for Yu Jiajia, a reporter!"

After a while, Yu Jiajia wandered out, her eyes shining: "Hey, I heard that you went abroad and came to see me specially when you came back? Did you miss me?"

"Let's go out and talk!"

The two of them came out and stood in the shelter from the rain at the door. Gong Xue explained the matter briefly and concisely. Yu Jiajia caught the rain with her hands and thought: "What I can do here is publish news and create public opinion. But

The point is, we don’t have any material at all?”

""Tai Chi" is very popular in Hong Kong and Berlin. Can you write it?"

"To create public opinion, you also need to have solid information, preferably overseas news manuscripts and photos. I can't just write in vain, as that won't be convincing either."

"But Xiao Chen didn't come back today. He doesn't even know what happened to him!"

"Now you can only believe him. That guy is very smart and won't suffer any loss. We will wait and see..."

Gong Xue slowly squatted down, biting her lip, anxious but helpless.

…………

The Ministry of National Security has not yet been established these days, but there are some departments with similar functions. Xiao Mo belongs to a certain department. He is young and capable, alert and smart, and has good skills, so he is highly regarded.

The next day.

He and a colleague showed up at the Beijing Film Studio. Both of them looked ordinary and looked unremarkable in the crowd. They first went to see Wang Yang, then went to the guest house and entered room 302.

"Hey, so many books?"

"I heard he is a screenwriter and a cultural person."

"My side, your side..."

Their mission was to search the residence, then visit and question the people around Chen Qi.

Xiao Mo had a good impression of this room. The space was small but not dirty or messy. There were just a lot of books, even in piles on the floor. He flipped through a few books and said, "These are all old books. Wow, they are printed on

With the Republic of China..."

"He said he likes collecting, and it seems he is right."

"Did you find anything?"

"No, I feel like this person's life is very simple."

Xiao Mo picked up another book called "900 English Sentences", which contained a lot of learning experiences and transliteration methods. There were signs of frequent translation. He handed it to his colleague, who looked at it and put it in a bag.

"Huh? Is this a script?"

He suddenly found a thick notebook with a bookmark inside. The bookmark pointed to an unfinished outline.

""Kyoto Players"?"

"In the late Qing Dynasty, when the country was weak, foreigners showed off their power and often used various opportunities to humiliate the Chinese... On this day, the European football pirate team and the embassy team in China held a football match in the capital. This rare thing attracted people

Many Chinese people gathered around to watch..."

"There's nothing valuable. This guy is quite innocent. Did you find anything, Xiao Mo?"

"Xiao Mo?"

When the colleague turned around, he found that the grandson was sitting on the bed and had taken a fancy to him. He cursed: "Fuck! You were on a mission and I didn't let you read!"

"No, no, come here quickly!"

"What are you doing... just a story? That guy is a screenwriter, so writing stories is normal."

"Look ahead!"

Xiao Mo flipped through the book and pointed to the self-listed catalogue, "Kapok Kasaya", "Invincible Mandarin Duck Legs", "Wudang", "Great Shanghai 1937"...

"I'm so fucked!"

My colleagues also stared wide-eyed and shouted: "Isn't this from our favorite "Story Club"? Did that kid copy it?"

"You are so stupid, someone else wrote it!"

Xiao Mo slapped his colleague and said, "Think about it, his name is Chen Qi, he must be that Archie!"

"Hey! Who is that weirdo?"

"How do I know? Go back and ask!"

The two of them suddenly became curious. The evidence of "collaboration with the enemy" was not found, but the evidence of being an idol was found. The sales of "Story Club" in the capital increased month by month. Most of the people in the unit were martial arts practitioners, and they loved watching this.

Of course, public and private matters should be distinguished. If something happened to that kid, at most, his body would be left intact.

And Xiao Mo already subconsciously thought that he was fine, because the stories he wrote were all about hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, grand and grand, killing traitors, beating Japanese and Western devils, and were full of love for the country and the nation...

Later, the two visited Beijing Film Studio.

I also went to the cooperative and the street to ask, but I didn’t go to Chen Qi’s home for the time being.

First of all, the news spread quickly in the factory about this question, and those who usually disliked Chen Qi were overjoyed:

"Have you heard, that kid is locked up!"

"Why did I hear that I had already gone in and committed a serious crime?"

"I said I wanted to kill Queen Qiu!"

Jiang Shan cried worriedly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu is Brother Xiao Chen going to die?"

"That's nonsense. Xiao Chen is fine. Who among those who asked didn't praise him?" Jiang Huaiyan comforted her daughter.

…

We are investigating here, and the Ministry of Culture is also studying what punishment should be imposed on Beijing Film Studio for violating disciplines.

As for China Film, they only care about one question: Where is the contract?

"You haven't found the contract yet?!"

Song Linming was a little anxious and said that "Tai Chi" earned foreign exchange, but no one knew how much he earned at present, and this thing must be based on evidence, and the contract is the evidence.

He wants to steal business, how can he do it without a contract?

The film industry is like a sieve. Within two days, more and more people knew about it, including several studio directors who were meeting in Beijing.

"Lao Wang is defeated! He is defeated for sure!"

"We have to slowly push back and forth with China Film Group, and strive for it bit by bit. Lao Wang is too radical this time."

"But speaking of which, how much foreign exchange did they earn???"

(No more...)

(PS: The names of the characters in it have been changed, so you can understand them.)
Chapter completed!