Chapter 1081 1079 [Promoted to a higher position!]
Shaw Brothers Studios, Wangjiang Tower!
With the booming development of Hong Kong's film industry, Shaw Brothers Studios, as one of the largest studios in this small city of Hong Kong, in addition to being responsible for the filming of its own films, also undertakes the filming of many other film companies.
Especially when Shi Zhijian proposed the establishment of a film alliance, the business volume of Shaw Brothers Cinemas skyrocketed. With money, the cinema could be built even more grand and spectacular.
This Wangjiang Tower is one of the newly built attractions of Shaw Brothers, and it will be known as the "Eight Scenic Spots of Shaw Brothers" in the future!
When Shi Zhijian, Yan Xiong and Ax Jun followed Secretary Shao Daheng and boarded the Wangjiang Tower, Shao Daheng and Fang Yihua and other senior company executives were already upstairs in the building giving advice and making plans for the next development of Shaw Brothers Cinemas.
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Seeing Shi Zhijian coming up, Shao Daheng nodded slightly and smiled at Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian responded with a smile, but did not disturb the other party directly. Instead, he took Yan Xiong and Ax Jun to the other side to look at the scenery of the entire movie theater.
Ax Jun is a rough man and does not understand this kind of elegance.
Yan Xiong could now be said to be Shi Zhijian's loyal dog. He would do whatever Shi Zhijian did. Seeing Shi Zhijian looking at the surrounding scenery, he introduced it like a treasure trove, saying that the area was Shaw Brothers' "Blackwood Cliff"
"When was it built? Many cliff fight scenes in Shaw Brothers movies were shot here.
It can be seen that Yan Xiong did his homework before coming here and was just waiting for this moment to show off.
The reason why Shi Zhijian is reluctant to kill Yan Xiong is also based on this point. This kind of person is too smart and knows how to do his homework before doing anything. Without such a person, the world will be very boring.
Shao Daheng had people bring tea and snacks, while he continued to discuss the cinema planning with Fang Yihua and others.
After about five or six minutes of talking, Shao Daheng sent the other senior executives to leave, leaving only Fang Yihua to accompany him to the tea table.
Shi Zhijian also came over and they both sat down.
Yan Xiong and Ax Jun continued to stand behind Shi Zhijian, acting like followers.
Shao Daheng didn't know Ax Jun, but he knew Yan Xiong. Seeing that Yan Xiong, who was once an all-powerful detective, was tamed by Shi Zhijian like a loyal dog, he couldn't help but sigh that things in the world are unpredictable.
Yan Xiong didn't mean the slightest bit of embarrassment. Seeing Shao Daheng looking at him, he took the initiative to smile at Shao Daheng, looking very satisfied with the current situation.
Regarding Yan Xiong's performance, Shao Daheng can only give four words of praise: "He can bend and stretch"!
Shao Daheng took the tea and made an invitation gesture towards Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian took a sip of tea and said, "Uncle Six, actually I just came here this time to say thank you!"
Shao Daheng put down his teacup and smiled: "I didn't do anything, what did you thank me for?"
"How could it be? If you hadn't lent me the radio broadcast truck that you bought for millions, I wouldn't have been able to perform this play!" Shi Zhijian's words were full of gratitude.
It turned out that before the court hearing that day, Shi Zhijian went to Shao Daheng and explained his plan.
Without saying a word, Shao Daheng lent the TVB broadcast truck parked outside the court to Shi Zhijian, and then there was a wonderful "live broadcast" scene in the court, which made Philip a complete joke.
"The reason why I help you is very simple. You and I are both Chinese!" Shao Daheng said lightly, "Our nation is too miserable. When my father, brother, and I were wandering in Nanyang, we were often bullied by those ghosts.
!At that time, our country was weak and no one could look up to us! As long as you said you were Chinese, you would be discriminated against and oppressed, even if you were rich! It was then that I realized that only a country has a family, and without a country, there is no family.
, you are like a duckweed without roots, and you will never find your own place!"
"Then the Anti-Japanese War broke out, and we came to Hong Kong from Nanyang, experienced the fall of Hong Kong, and experienced Hong Kong being colonized again by the British. At that time, my heart was sad! Why is there so much humiliation in this place? Why do we want to be in our own land?
Become a third-class citizen?”
Maybe it was because of so many years of repression that Shao Daheng couldn't help but burst out emotionally. Maybe it was because in front of an outstanding young man like Shi Zhijian, Shao Daheng rediscovered his youthful and exciting years. His words were full of sighs, and he also expressed his concern for the country.
A sigh of relief for the land of Hong Kong, which has been plagued by many disasters.
In his previous life, Shi Zhijian already knew that Shao Daheng was one of Hong Kong's top patriotic businessmen and an old man with the backbone of the nation.
Maybe the two have become rivals in the film field, or maybe they have targeted each other in the Hong Kong entertainment industry.
But deep down in his heart, Shi Zhijian has always regarded the old man in front of him as a benchmark and an admired idol!
The idol is old, but he is still in his prime!
So should he inherit his idol’s ambition and make Hong Kong a better place?
"Uncle Six, whether you believe it or not, one day Hong Kong will return to the embrace of the motherland! We Chinese will become the real masters of this land, and those ghosts will be driven away by us! Those British colonists will also become history
!" Shi Zhijian said forcefully, "And this day will not be too late, at most twenty years!"
"Twenty years?" Shao Daheng's eyes were full of hope, but suddenly dimmed again, "Although twenty years is a blink of an eye, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it!"
"How could it be? I heard people say that you are so hard-working, refining energy and eating ginseng - you have always bought up all the best ginseng in Hong Kong! We, the younger generation, can't even find a ginseng to replenish our bodies.
have to!"
"Hahaha! You young people are so energetic, why do you need to supplement it? My old bones are different, I can't do it without supplementing it!"
Suddenly, Shao Daheng laughed heartily because of Shi Zhijian's words.
Not far away, Shaw Brothers happened to be filming Huangmei Opera, and two famous actors were singing "The Fairy Match" on the mountain: "The birds on the trees are in pairs, the green water and green mountains are full of smiles..."
Shao Daheng watched and listened infatuatedly, and said to Shi Zhijian: "Huangmei Opera originated from Hu B Huangmei, formerly known as Huangmei Diao, a tea-picking opera, and later spread to Anhui... If everything you said is true, I will go back before I am alive.
Come and listen to the real and authentic Huangmei Opera in the Mainland!"
"There will be such a day! I promise!" Shi Zhijian said loudly.
At this time, someone came to see Shi Zhijian, seemingly wanting to report something.
Yan Xiong saw that Shi Zhijian and Shao Daheng were having a lively conversation and couldn't bear to disturb them, so he hurriedly went up to talk to the man.
After the conversation, Yan Xiong's face became stunned, and he seemed to be shocked by something for a moment.
After thinking for a while, he still suppressed his inner excitement, turned around and walked to Shi Zhijian, and said in a cautious voice: "Mr. Shi, there is something I want to tell you -"
Shi Zhijian was startled: "What happened?"
Shao Daheng also looked at Yan Xiong, knowing that if something big had not happened, Yan Xiong would never interrupt Shi Zhijian's conversation based on his smooth temperament.
Others also looked at Yan Xiong curiously.
Yan Xiong's tone was slightly excited: "Well... I just received the news that the Queen in London, England, has issued an order to promote your title from Baron to Viscount!"
"Huh?" Shi Zhijian was stunned.
"What?" Shao Daheng was also surprised.
The others were even more stunned, looking at Yan Xiong in disbelief, and then quickly looked at Shi Zhijian!
Baron is the lowest title, and above it there are viscount, earl, marquis and duke!
Shi Zhijian is just a commoner. It is incredible that he can rise directly from Baiding to Baron, but now he has risen directly to the next level!
Shi Zhijian was directly shocked by Her Majesty the Queen's sexy moves!
Logically speaking, he made such a big fuss this time and basically wiped out the British ghost's face in Hong Kong. The Queen should be very angry. Shi Zhijian was even prepared for the other party to cancel the investiture ceremony and return to his original shape.
, but I didn’t expect——
Shao Daheng finally understood at this moment. If he thought about it carefully, it was actually the best choice for the British to do this. If Shi Zhijian was suppressed, it would be confirmed that the ghosts in Hong Kong were oppressing the Chinese. Now that the British had lost their reputation, they would take advantage of it.
To take revenge on Shi Zhijian, he cut off his title.
On the other hand, not only did they not retaliate against Shi Zhijian, but they promoted Shi Zhijian to a higher position. This shows that the Queen of England upholds justice and the British Empire is also sensible.
To understand this, Shao Daheng had to admire these ghost guys for their skill in playing power. No wonder they were able to occupy Hong Kong for nearly a hundred years.
"Bah bang bang!"
Shao Daheng was the first to applaud: "Congratulations! Ah Jian, you will be a Viscount from now on! We are the first Chinese Viscount in Hong Kong!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Others also applauded, especially Yan Xiong, who applauded most fiercely.
Others are ashamed of him for being a dog, but now, he, Yan Xiong, is the loyal dog of the Viscount!
Not everyone can do such a dog?
"Here comes someone!" Shao Daheng was happy and greeted loudly, "Let the Huangmei Opera singer below change his singing into something more festive! Celebrate A Jian!"
"Okay!"
After a moment, the Huangmei opera played loudly below: "In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected that he would win the first prize in the imperial rankings? He wears a red robe and wears a palace flower in his hat. It's so fresh!"
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Hong Kong Island, Wan Chai Wood Crossing.
Baili Bing got out of the car, then turned around and helped his adoptive father, Sir Bailiqu, get out of the car.
The two bodyguards watched the surroundings with vigilance.
Bailiqu wore a top hat and slowly jumped out of the car with a civilized staff. He raised his head and glanced at the dilapidated old building in front of him. There was a plaque hanging at the door of the old building: "Shu Qingchun Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic."
"Ah Bing, do I really want to see a doctor here?" Bailiqu looked at the harsh environment around him and said with a frown.
Baili Bing comforted: "Everyone says that Western medicine can cure diseases quickly, but in my opinion, the faster the medical skills are, the less trustworthy they are. Do you know why? Because it treats the symptoms but not the root cause! My adoptive father, your dizziness has already disappeared.
It has been bothering you for several years, and I have seen many Western doctors but they are helpless. I heard someone said that there is a miracle doctor here who is proficient in acupuncture and massage. Maybe he can help you!"
Bailiqu didn't feel comfortable saying anything more after hearing this.
In fact, as a noble British aristocrat, he did not believe in traditional Chinese medicine. If drinking that bitter soup could cure the disease, he might as well just eat grass!
In Bailiqu's heart, only Western medicine is scientific and real, and Chinese medicine cannot catch up even if it is flattering. It is just a kind of evil Chinese deception.
Of course, Bailiqu would not say these words. After all, his old problem has not improved after many years of treatment, and now he is still treating a dead horse as a live horse.
Bailiqu held the civilized stick and walked toward the Chinese medicine center with Bailiping's support.
Two bodyguards followed him in case anything unexpected happened.
The traditional Chinese medicine clinic does not look very impressive from the outside, but it is very lively inside, with many patients coming for consultation filling the entire waiting room.
Of course, a ghost like Bailiqu would not wait with these ordinary patients.
A bodyguard pushed through the crowd and squeezed in easily.
A voice sounded next to him: "Is there any mistake?"
"How to jump in line?"
The bodyguard didn't even look at them, and went directly to the Chinese medicine master to tell them their origins. When the Chinese medicine master heard that Sir Sir was coming, he quickly invited Bailiqu to come in!
"Hello, Lord Sir! Please sit down quickly! Please forgive me for not being able to go outside to greet you in person!" The master of Chinese medicine personally invited Bailiqu to sit down on his seat, and then poured tea and water himself, and waited until all this was done.
, then sat down opposite Baili Qu.
Bailiqu put down the civilized stick he was leaning on, took off his top hat, and looked at the layout of the diagnosis room. He saw various photos that had been hung on the wall before, as well as banners such as "Exquisite Hands and Benevolent Hearts": "Mr. Shu has been a leader for generations.
Practicing medicine?”
The master of traditional Chinese medicine nodded: "Yes, we Chinese have this tradition, and every son inherits his father's business! Our family used to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and I will continue to do this in my generation!"
"In this case, you must have great medical skills. Please help me diagnose and treat me." Bailiqu said this, but his eyes showed a trace of disdain.
"You're welcome, I'll do my best!" The master of traditional Chinese medicine also saw that Baili Qu didn't mean what he said, but he didn't dare to offend the other party and tried his best to appear polite.
Soon, the master of traditional Chinese medicine completed the diagnosis for Bailiqu, asked some more questions, and then said: "Sir Sir, your vertigo is mainly due to lack of Qi and blood, but is caused by anger! To put it more bluntly,
It means that you often have blood stasis and shortness of breath, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the head. You should be less angry in the future and recharge your batteries! Now, I will help you with acupuncture and dredging, I hope it can help you!"
"Good work!"
Bailiqu responded casually and began to receive this kind of traditional Chinese medicine treatment.
When the acupuncture was inserted into his body, he didn't feel much at first, but as the master of Chinese medicine massaged and fiddled with it, the acupuncture seemed to be endowed with magic and became hot, and Bailiqu's head felt dizzy.
It’s actually a little refreshing!
What a magical feeling!
At this moment, Bailiqu seemed to have a new understanding of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
Just then, someone came in and said there was something important to report to Bailiqu.
Baili Bing originally wanted to stop him, but Baili Qu waved his hand to stop him, "What's going on?"
The messenger hesitated for a moment: "That..."
"If you have anything to say, tell me!"
"That's it! In view of Shi Zhijian's meritorious service, Her Majesty the Queen plans to promote him to Viscount!"
"What?" Bailiqu was closing his eyes and receiving acupuncture treatment comfortably. When he heard this, his eyes widened suddenly and he stood up!
"What did you say? Poof!" Sir Bailiqu spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"Father, what's wrong with you?"
"Sir Sir, what's wrong with you?"
The master of Chinese medicine turned pale with fright, "It's not me! I didn't do anything! It's unfair!"
