From this day on, Lou Zhenhua summoned some collateral members of the Lou family and began to secretly transfer the gold, antiques and US dollars that the Lou family had left in the country. Those that could be transported to Hong Kong Island were shipped to the boss of the Lou family, that is,
Lou Xiao'e's eldest brother asked him to buy some real estate on Hong Kong Island.
Some antiques and cultural relics that are not easy to move and transport over long distances are hidden in situ in Sijiucheng.
The Lou family and the Tan family have been operating in Sijiu City for hundreds of years, and they have many secrets in their hands. I won't tell you where these secrets are, and you won't be able to find them unless the main building is demolished.
How many treasures were discovered during the massive demolition of Forty-Nine City in the previous life, but this was just revealed, and not much more was revealed.
On the other side, Zhang Zhonghua faced the cool night breeze and rode towards the courtyard.
I was thinking about the meeting and conversation just now, thinking that I didn't know how much they could listen to what I just said to Lou Zhenhua and Lou's mother. I hope I can listen to more, at least it won't be as miserable as in the previous life.
Zhang Zhonghua really doesn't like Xu Damao, a real villain. In his previous life, he saw someone on the Internet saying that he would rather like a sincere person than a hypocrite. He also said that a real villain is at least genuine. Hypocrites appear to be aboveboard on the surface, but in fact
I have a bad stomach.
It's all nonsense. It's not his fault. He can't stand and talk without pain in his back.
No matter how hypocritical a hypocrite is, at least he will do a good job on the surface. For the sake of his own influence, Yin people will also pay attention to the influence and have scruples in doing things.
But a real villain doesn't care about the influence at all. He will do bad things no matter what, and he will do bad things without any scruples. He will benefit himself at the expense of others or even harm others without benefiting himself. He will not do any good things.
Just like Yi Zhonghai, one of the great figures in many fandoms, except for being a little biased when it comes to He Yuzhu, he is fair and just at other times. Humans are not machines, and it is impossible to be fair and just.
What would happen if Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong were placed in the position of the first master? The things they could do would be ten times and a hundred times worse than Yi Zhonghai.
Zhang Zhonghua was thinking as he rode. After a while, he returned to the courtyard and asked the third uncle Yan Bugui to open the door for him and let Zhang Zhonghua enter the courtyard.
"Xiaohua, you came back so late, where have you been?"
Yan Bugui opened the door of the courtyard and saw Zhang Zhonghua. He was curious as to why Zhang Zhonghua came back so late and asked curiously.
"I went to an uncle's house to sit for a while after get off work, so I came back a little late. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll get a bottle of good wine for you and me to drink in two days."
When the third uncle Yan Bugui heard this, he immediately beamed with joy.
"Oh, Xiaohua, isn't it just opening the door? That's what I should do."
"If that doesn't work, I will have to trouble the third uncle in the future."
After chatting with the third uncle for a few words, Zhang Zhonghua returned to his home and rested.
Zhang Zhonghua went to and from work step by step every day, reading and reading newspapers. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past ten days, combat proficiency has reached level five, composition proficiency, lyrics proficiency, and singing proficiency have been on-hook to the fifth-level professional level, and writing has been on-hook.
Although it is not very high, it will probably take more than ten years of hard work for a person with some talent to reach this level. This level is enough for the time being, and I will have the opportunity to practice/hang up to a higher level in the future.
Early one morning, Zhang Zhonghua came to the office of Liu Jianshe of the Propaganda Department with the lyrics and music score of "The Red Star Shines on Me to Fight".
"??,????"
Zhang Zhonghua came to the door of the section chief's office and knocked several times. He heard Liu Jianshe's voice coming from the office: "Please come in."
Zhang Zhonghua heard the sound and opened the door and walked into the office.
"Section Chief."
Zhang Zhonghua walked into the office and saw Liu Jianshe writing something at his desk, so he said hello.
"Xiaohua? Why are you here? Please sit down."
When Liu Jianshe saw it was Zhang Zhonghua, he immediately motioned for him to sit on the chair in front of him.
"Thank you, section chief."
Zhang Zhonghua took advantage of the situation and sat opposite Liu Jianshe.
"Xiaohua, how are you feeling these days?"
"Very good section chief. I have read a lot of materials written by our department in the past few days, especially the materials you wrote and the leaders' speeches. The level is very high. I also learned a lot, and I deeply feel that my abilities are insufficient.
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Zhang Zhonghua briefly talked about his experience in the past few days, and praised the work of Corey and Liu Jianshe.
"Xiaohua, don't belittle yourself. You have too little experience now. If you read more and write more, your level will soon far exceed mine."
Hearing what Zhang Zhonghua said, Liu Jianshe was obviously very happy and encouraged Zhang Zhonghua again.
"During this period, I was very worried about the big party, and I didn't care about you. I hope you won't be offended."
It can be seen that Liu Jianshe is really busy, and his mental state is much worse than when Zhang Zhonghua came to report more than ten days ago.
"Section Chief, that's why I'm here."
When Liu Jianshe mentioned the big party, Zhang Zhonghua took advantage of the situation and said that he was here just for this matter.
"Oh, Xiaohua, do you have any good ideas? You don't know, I have been worried to death these days. I have prepared several programs and practiced them. The key is that the leader gave me an order. It must be unique and have the same characteristics as other factories.
Compare it."
Hearing this, Zhang Zhonghua understood that this leader was the same as the leader in his previous life. Even the requirements were the same, and he only knew how to make requests without any constructive suggestions. It was true that the leader opened his mouth and his subordinates broke their legs.
"Section Chief, I wrote a song, please take a look."
After speaking, Zhang Zhonghua handed the lyrics and music score of "Red Star Shines on Me to Fight" to Liu Jianshe.
"Oh, you wrote a song?"
Liu Jianshe became interested. Unexpectedly, he really took it to heart after telling Zhang Zhonghua about the big party.
Liu Jianshe took the two pieces of paper that Zhang Zhonghua handed me and started to read them.
I didn't take it too seriously at first, but the more I read, the more surprised I became. Although he can't compose, he still knows a little bit about musical scores. After all, he is the head of the Publicity Department. The lyrics are very well written, and I can tell based on his superficial knowledge of music.
This song shouldn't be difficult to listen to.
"It's great. I don't know the music score very well, but it should be good, mainly because the lyrics are well written. If I guess correctly, this should be a story about the South."
Liu Jianshe was obviously curious about how Zhang Zhonghua wrote this song.
"This is based on my father's experience in southern Gansu and the inspiration from a story."
When Liu Jianshe heard this, he became interested and asked Zhang Zhonghua: "What story?"
So Zhang Zhonghua told Liu Jianshe the story of General Bao's son Bao Shengsu, as well as some experiences in southern Jiangxi told by Zhang Zhonghua's father.
"Okay, Xiaohua is very capable. He wrote such a song through these few stories. It's amazing. Xiaohua, I don't know much about the music score. I wonder if you can sing it."
"No problem, but my level is limited, section chief, just listen to me."
"The middle reaches of the Xiaoxiaozhupai River"
Walking along the banks of towering green mountains
The eagle spreads its wings and flies
Even if it's stormy
Carrying the burden of revolution on our shoulders
Keep the Party’s teachings in mind
Keep the Party’s teachings in mind
Keep the Party’s teachings in mind
The middle reaches of Xiaoxiaozhupai River
The surging river flows eastward
red star shining
fight like me
Revolutions surge from generation to generation
Follow the party one after another
Follow the party one after another
Smash the evil old world
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor
Dressed in splendor
Smash the evil old world
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor"
The lyrics of this song are actually a very typical war cry, expressing the irreconcilable class contradictions with the evil old society. However, the melody composed by this song is completely a kind of "the apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't hold back their cries, and the boat has passed."
The beautiful poetry of "Ten Thousand Mountains". (from Baidu Encyclopedia)
"Section Chief, after I finished singing, I asked if I didn't prepare in advance and my singing was not good."
"Excessive modesty is pride. You don't sing well? What do you mean by singing well? I don't think you are much worse than those singers."
Although Liu Jianshe's words are a bit exaggerated, Zhang Zhonghua's level 5 professional level is already comparable to that of most singers in his previous life (idol singers not included).
Of course, it's not even close to the national team. You have to reach at least Level 6 to be considered as a national team player.
Most people in the national team can reach level seven. Of course, this is the limit for most talents, and there are very few who are at level eight.
"Come on, Xiaohua, follow me to see the factory director."
After Liu Jianshe finished speaking, he took Zhang Zhonghua out of the office. As soon as they left the office, the two of them were startled. The corridor was full of people, including people from the Publicity Department and people from other departments, all staring at the two.
"Did Zhang Ke sing it just now? It was so nice!"
"What song is this? Why haven't I heard it before?"
"Zhang Ke is too handsome?"
"I'm going to give you a monkey!!!"
Everyone was talking about it, but it seemed like something strange had gotten in!!!!
"Let's go, let's go together. We still have to go find the factory director."
After Liu Jianshe drove away everyone in the corridor, he took Zhang Zhonghua to the factory director's office.
After getting permission from the factory director, Liu Jianshe took Zhang Zhonghua into the factory director's office.
"Director."
"Jianshe? And Xiaohua? Why are you here?"
Factory Director Yang was a little curious as to why they came to find him now.
"The director of the factory is like this. Didn't you say that you want to prepare a special gala show? Just now, Deputy Section Chief Zhang came to see me... The song he wrote is really good. I will take it with me."
Deputy Section Chief Zhang is here to listen to you."
When Liu Jianshe heard Director Yang's question, he told him what Zhang Zhonghua had just said when he came to see him, and said that the songs written by Zhang Zhonghua were very good.
Upon hearing this, Director Yang became interested.
"Oh, is this a song written by Xiaohua? Or is it based on experiences in southern Gansu and the experiences of real people? Come on and let me hear it."
Zhang Zhonghua sang the song again very obediently.
Director Yang was obviously very intoxicated.
"Okay, okay, great, let's see how those old guys compare to me."
Director Yang was very happy and praised Zhang Zhonghua loudly.
"Then it's settled. For this song, Xiaohua will go back and practice hard, and try to be selected by the department. By then, I, Old Yang, will also have a bright face."
