When Chiang Ching-kuo was having a headache for newspaper clipping, Chen Chong was shirtless, holding an exquisite paper folding fan, sitting in the woods near the villa, leisurely tasting tea with Wei Jingmeng, giving advice on the country, and discussing ancient and modern times.

Whether he went to Beijing or Taipei, he only hugged the thickest thigh, kept his distance from other officials as much as possible, and acted as an attitude of "You fight, I'm just a passerby who came to invest", avoiding too much involvement with all kinds of interest groups. This time, he refused various invitations to banquets, flowers, summer vacation, fishing, etc., and even several branches of Oriental Charm in Taipei were not there, and he stayed in his villa in Yangmingshan for a day.

"... Use the movie station to take the lead, then open the music station. When the music station is ready, I want to open another science and education station..." Chen Chong introduced the future development plan of Jiayi TV with an eloquent expression, and then said: "Grandpa, you are very knowledgeable about Chinese studies and are highly regarded in the cultural circle of Taipei. Why not help me record a program?

"Now audiences love to watch handsome men and beautiful women. I am in my seventies and eighties. Who will I watch the program I recorded?"

"I think TV stations are all too impetuous now. They are rushing to shoot martial arts dramas, love scenes, fight and kill, and have fun. In order to pursue ratings, they have made some exaggerated gimmicks. This is not good and corrupted. "As a guy who has repeatedly made gimmicks, Chen Chong did not blush at all when he spoke this. He said sternly and sternly: "So I plan to make a serious and serious program, to correct people's audio-visual, so that the audience can know that TV is not just an entertainment tool, but also a stage for learning knowledge."

"Your idea is good." Wei Jingmeng wore a traditional style one-button shirt, which was very ancient. He held a purple clay teacup and looked at Chen Chong with a smile, saying, "But the ratings may be very miserable."

"That may not be." Chen Chong likes the feeling of shaking the folding fan very much. He fanned his fan and said: "Some people like gold, some people like beautiful jade, some people like money, some people like rights, some people like flamboyant and extravagant, some people like calmness and simplicity, and every program has a potential audience. As long as you grasp the audience's mentality, the ratings will not be a problem."

"Then tell me, how do you plan to do this show?"

"How about shooting a documentary about the Forbidden City in Taipei?" Chen Chong gave a random example: "In the prosperous era, antiques, gold in troubled times, now in the peaceful and prosperous times, many people have some spare money and are very interested in collecting antiques. You can find a few legendary cultural relics from the Forbidden City, take pictures of their historical stories, and tell the gossip of cultural relics, which is more connotation than the gossip of celebrities, such as calligraphy and painting, how to use the pen, how to hide the tip, and like porcelain, what is blue and white, and what is pastel. They are all very interesting knowledge. Unconsciously, they can spread the profound culture of our China. This is also a way of learning and entertainment. Maybe some child has watched the show and became interested in calligraphy and painting. After decades, there is another Zhang Daqian in our China, which is great."

"Taiwan TV has also filmed several similar documentaries in the past. Although they have a good reputation, their ratings are very low and costly. They were left alone later. If you do this, it will probably be difficult to make a profit."

"That's because they can't play." Chen Chongshao smiled and said, "The same ingredients taste in the hands of different chefs, and the taste is from heaven to earth."

Wei Jingmeng laughed and said, "Okay, since you dare to praise this Haikou, I will make arrangements from the Forbidden City. You have prepared the preparations and come to me again and I will take photos for you."

"Thank you, thank you." Chen Chong closed the fan, bowed his hand randomly, and said, "You are indispensable for the salary."

"That must not be missed." Wei Jingmeng took a sip of tea with a smile and said, "I still hope to earn some coffin-book retirement from you."

"Grandpa, what you said is like Jia Jia and I are unfilial." Chen Chong cried out, then gestured and began to indicate, and said, "By the way, is there any famous seal carving master in Taipei? I recently got a treasure, the best Tian Huangshi, which is so big, I want to find a master to help carve a seal."

"So big Tian Huang?" Wei Jingmeng studied Chinese studies and was very good at cultural relics. Hearing this, he quickly put down his teacup and asked, "Did you bring it? Show it to me."

"I left this time so I didn't have time to bring it here. I will definitely bring it next time."

"If you are busy and have no time, let Jiajia bring it here and I will enjoy it for a few days."

"Okay, no problem." Chen Chong saw that he was anxious and said with a smile: "Grandpa seems to be very moved. Why don't you come and carve one for me?"

"I can't do it." Wei Jingmeng waved his hand and said, "If it's really as big as you said, it's a rare treasure. My level is limited, and I'm afraid of wasting my natural resources."

"Who should I find?"

"Zhang Daqian is naturally the first choice. He is good at calligraphy, painting and seal carving. He is a great master." Wei Jingmeng pondered and said, "But he has eye disease and is old. He doesn't know whether he will do it or not. Beside Zhang Daqian, there is Zeng Shaojie. He has been studying seal carving for more than 40 years. His works are exquisite and elegant, with a variety of interesting things, and they gather in a tiny way..."

"In this way, it is also a strange man of the generation, with a master's style, fascinating. When will I introduce me to visit..."

Wei Jingmeng is known for his romantic and erudition, and has experienced many things. He is a mature person, but Chen Chong is thick-skinned, has many ideas, and has a lot of things to remember in his mind. The two of them meet each other when they meet a chess match and are about to meet good talents. They have a lot of fun talking about the mountains and seas until the sun sets westward, which is particularly enjoyable.

At this time, Zhang Aijia walked out of the yard and shouted loudly at the end of the road: "Grandpa, I have your phone number."

The two stopped talking and stood up at the same time. Chen Chong looked down at the chair and coffee table, and said, "Grandpa, come back first, I'll pack these things."

"good."

Wei Jingmeng walked a few steps, stopped again, turned around and asked, "Xiao Shen, at this time, the president must have read your notebook. The questions you wrote in it are all topics that are so big and taboo, so you are not worried at all?"

"What do I have to worry about?" Chen Chong spread his hands and said proudly: "Grandpa, I'm full of plans this year, only 1 year old, 1 year old."

Wei Jingmeng glanced at him deeply, shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity."

Then, with your hands behind your back, slowly walked down the hill step by step.

Chen Chong looked at his back and smiled slightly.

Wei Jing said a few words, one was to express his gratitude to Chen Chong's talent, but unfortunately he had retired, but the two met him, and the other was to express his gratitude to Zhang Aijia, but unfortunately he could not regard Chen Chong as a junior.

Chen Chong said two 1 year old, the first 1 year old, which means that he is still young and can afford to wait, while Jiang Ching-kuo could not afford to wait. The second 1 year old, which means that he had a huge foundation at a young age, and his future is unlimited, and he can provide strong support to the Jiang family in the future.

It is to resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of his life and death. Poor white happened.

Chiang Ching-kuo was devoted to his hard work and worked hard for decades before he had the right power. However, Taiwan is now suffering from internal and external troubles and is surrounded by enemies. The Jiang family is unsuccessful and is shaky. He himself is plagued by illness and is declining. The three problems in his notebook are "party-state", "family", and "individual". Each of them is a problem that he has been thinking about day and night, tossing and turning but cannot solve.

The outsider of the Party and the State Chen Chong could not interfere, and Chiang Ching-kuo did not allow Chen Chong to interfere, but the family and individuals were worth considering.

It is better to bully the White-bearded Duke than to bully the poor young man. If the poor young man is not humiliated easily, let alone the wealth is as good as the country's turmoil? No one is good for a thousand days, and no flowers are red for a hundred days. Now that the Jiang family has lost its destruction, a good relationship may be made at this time, and you may be able to get help from him in the future.

Any ambitious emperor and dictator who hopes to enjoy honor during his lifetime and be remembered forever after his death. He is as wise as Li Shimin, he can't help but change the history books. How could Chiang Ching-kuo do political work all his life, and he would not know that all the media in Taiwan are puppets and who listens to whom? Once the Jiang family loses power, the Taiwan economic miracle he worked hard to create may be slandered and swallowed by his political enemies, leaving him with a bad reputation as a traitor in the history books.

Shen Chong has no foundation and no interests in Taiwan. Even if he cooperates with him, he will not turn black and white even without praise. As long as he can maintain neutrality, he will be commented on his right and wrong, merits and demerits, and he will not be unable to turn over.

What's more, the $1 billion investment is like a beautiful beauty who has taken off her clothes, with fatal temptation everywhere. Even if Chiang Ching-kuo is not lustful, can he stop his eager subordinates?

So Shen Chong came to Taipei this time and was very calm. Even if nothing was done, he didn't care, because he could afford to wait...

"Why didn't you wear formal clothes when you come to Taiwan this time?" Zhang Aijia looked at several sets of clothes on the bed and frowned and said, "What are you wearing when you record the show later?"

"That's it." Chen Chong took off his bathrobe, picked up a shirt with irregular patterns, put it on his body, spread his arms, and bare his chest, showing off: "How is it? It's not bad."

“Too fancy.”

"What you want is fancy." Chen Chong moved his index finger, and said with a teasing expression: "Come on, beautiful girl, button me the young master."

Zhang Aijia made a contemptuous expression, then came over and buttoned him. After buttoning it, she shook her head and said, "The colors are so weird, they look a little frivolous and not calm."

"Stability means following the rules and regulations, and now I want to create a new image of young and frivolousness." Chen Chong pulled his sleeves and said, "Last year I wore a suit and tie to pretend to be mature. Now I wear fancy clothes to pretend to be immature. Life is like a dream and things are impermanent."

"What does this have to do with the impermanence of the world? You are just a chameleon who speaks people and talks about ghosts. This is one, and that one." Zhang Aijia took two steps back, scolding him, and then looked at him, and said, "This dress is not good at first sight. If you look at it for a while, it feels quite attractive and fitting. Where did you buy it?"

"Custom made." Chen Chong sat beside the bed, raised his legs, put on his pants that matched his shirt, and said, "I am most impatient with going shopping and buying clothes, so when the last time the Golden Horse Awards was awarded, I invited several designers from Europe and made dozens of sets of clothes at once, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and all kinds of life were all there. Within three or five years, I would not have to worry about not having clothes to wear."

"Where are you doing clothes like this? Fashion changes every year. If you do this this year, you might be out of date next year."

"I don't care about Europe and America, but in Hong Kong, what I wear is fashion." Chen Chong said a very imposing sentence in a simple manner. He stood up, jumped barefoot twice, then tied his belt and asked, "I heard that everyone is going to sing on "Variety Show One Hundred", what are you singing tonight?"

"Would it be good if I sing the song you sang to me last time?" Zhang Aijia looked up at him and said, "That song "Favorite".
Chapter completed!