Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1115: Self-deprecation
"Nan Yi, why are you here... Hey, isn't this Bai Feifei?"
Entering the lobby of Mingzhu Banquet, Nan Yi and Hei Mu'er started talking.
"Yes, sister-in-law, are there any private rooms available? Miss Bai and I have some work matters to discuss."
"Yes, the innermost room is still empty." Hei Mu'er replied to Nan Yi, and then caught up with Bai Feifei and said, "Bai Feifei, I really like the play you acted in..."
Seeing the diners who had already turned their eyes to him, Nan Yi had to remind them: "Sister-in-law, there are too many people. Let's talk in the private room later."
Black Fungus suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, let's go to the private room first."
After entering the private room and ordering dishes after some polite exchanges, Nan Yi started talking while cracking loofah seeds.
"Madam Wang, since ancient times, no stepmother has had an easy life. I have heard about Master Wang's affairs and know that he is a bad boy. It must be very hard for you to be his stepmother."
Bai Feifei agreed with Nan Yi's words, but she said against her will: "It's not hard, Wang Le is doing well."
"Oh, I see ." Nan Yi nodded, "I've suddenly become fascinated by the history of the Qing Dynasty recently, and I especially like the part about the nine princes competing for the throne. The nine princes are all talented, and their performances in front of Emperor Kangxi are different.
The eldest prince Yinzhen was a brave man and was deliberately cultivated by Kangxi. He followed Kangxi in his battles at an early age. When he personally led the expedition against Galdan, Yinzhen was the vanguard and made countless contributions. He conquered the world with his bravery.
But his IQ is a little bit worrying. Even Kangxi said: A fool like you who is so impetuous, power-hungry, and wants to be the crown prince?
The second prince Yinreng was a "Zheng" (正字), the person closest to the throne. He was named the crown prince when he was less than two years old. His teacher was the great Confucian scholar Wang Xun. It can be said that he was born with a golden key and was assigned the best teacher. All the high-quality resources were directed to him. As long as he followed the procedures, behaved uprightly, and did not make any major mistakes, the throne would be his sooner or later.
Unfortunately, the reason for his failure was that he could not walk the right path. The other princes’ mischief and evil power made things worse for him, making it difficult for him to take every step. In addition, the arrogant and self-centered character he developed since childhood led to him being deposed twice. He served as the crown prince for 37 years but was never able to succeed to the throne.
The eighth prince Yinsi was a virtuous man. Kangxi himself considered himself a virtuous man. Yinsi learned from him in every way and won people's hearts with kindness. He was never willing to do anything that would offend people. He had a typical good relationship with people, and the Eighth Prince Party was formed with him as the core. Kangxi was the eldest and he was the second.
His failure was that he acted too hastily, showing his wisdom before Kangxi had even grown old. There is no family affection in the imperial family. If one wants to accomplish great things, even the closest relatives can be killed. "
Nan Yi shook his head and continued, "Ninth Prince Yinzhen is a smart man. He is attached to the Eighth Prince's party and is also the god of wealth of the Eighth Prince's party. His subordinates are in charge of the money bag of Jiangxia Town. He is a truly shrewd person. It's a pity that Yinzhen has many plans but few decisions. At most, he can only be a military advisor."
Nan Yi saw the impatience on Bai Feifei's face and immediately said, "It's my fault. I was too engrossed in reading the history of the Qing Dynasty. Whenever I caught someone, I wanted to express my feelings. I didn't pay attention to whether Madam Wang liked to listen. So, I won't talk about the other princes. I will just talk about the final winner."
Without waiting for Bai Feifei to reply, Nan Yi quickly continued , "The final winner, the Fourth Prince Yinzhen, is a loner. Among the nine princes vying for the throne, he was the most secretive and did not show any intention of competing for the throne at the beginning.
He regarded himself as a lone minister, and acted impartially and ruthlessly, showing that he put the interests of the court above all else and worked wholeheartedly for the court. He did not openly form cliques for personal gain, nor was he afraid of offending people. He was nicknamed the Iron-faced King.
Among the nine, he was the most cunning and had never shown hostility towards the other princes. The emperor was a human being at heart, not a god. He could kill his closest relatives, but he would rather see his sons being brothers and living in harmony.
Mr. Wang is a descendant of the royal family, and he has inherited some of his ancestors' personalities. Madam Wang, not fighting is fighting, and fighting is not fighting."
Bai Feifei completely understood what Nan Yi wanted to express, whether it was a superficial and kind reminder, or a deeper intention to persuade her to keep quiet about what happened today.
Bai Feifei thought for a while and said, "Mr. Nan, I will follow the company's arrangements for today's matter."
Nan Yi nodded, "I'll ask you to do me a favor and take a photo with my sister-in-law later. Print out the photo and hang it in the lobby. When the diners see it, they will definitely order a few more dishes."
Bai Feifei smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, you are so kind."
"No, no, my wife really likes watching your plays. When she comes back to Beijing for vacation, we can have a meal together and let her, a fan, get close to you, her idol."
"Really?" Bai Feifei said in disbelief, "Mrs. Nan likes to watch my performance?"
Nan Yi smiled implicitly and gave Bai Feifei an affirmative look.
The friendly atmosphere between the two continued until the end of dinner. Nan Yi asked Miao Xiaolan to send Bai Feifei back first, and he stayed to have a few drinks with Liu Qinglong.
At around nine o'clock, Nan Yi arrived at Gong Xue's home in Baiwanzhuang.
The TV was on, fixed on Mango Channel, broadcasting the final of Super Girl. Gong Xue was standing in front of the table, sketching bamboo on rice paper.
Nan Yi looked behind Gong Xue for a while and said softly, "Didn't you see it yesterday?"
"I was in Chengdu yesterday inspecting the cinema there, and I didn't come back until the evening." Gong Xue drew a few strokes on the bamboo leaves, put the pen on the pen holder, turned around and put her hands on Nan Yi's shoulders, "How was your talk with Bai Feifei?"
"Just handle it coldly. There's no need to issue a gag order to the crew. Let them talk if they want. If they don't cause any trouble later, this matter will be over."
"I think Lin Sha is not an easy person to deal with."
"She's a smart person. I've already given her a role, so there shouldn't be any trouble."
"What role?"
"No specific details. You can arrange it and find a third or fourth female role for her in a play."
"Okay, do we still need to find out who stole the ring?"
Nan Yi shook his head. "No need to check. It won't be good whether it's Lin Sha or Wang Le. Be more careful in the future and don't let something like this happen again."
“I’ll emphasize this at next week’s meeting.”
Nan Yi put his arm around Gong Xue's waist and took her to sit on the sofa. "Does Liu Changchun know?"
“Yes.”
"You know that The Rise of Great Powers is very popular, right?"
“Yes.”
"The Olympics are coming up soon, you know?"
"Yes, yes."
"Don't be impatient, just listen to me."
"Wei Rongluo, Wu Shiguang, and Xu Heng participated in the 8th Olympic Games in Paris, France in 1924, but they participated in the competition in their own capacity. In the 9th Olympic Games in Amsterdam, the Netherlands in 1928, Song Ruhai was appointed by the Chinese Sports Association to travel by ship from the United States to the Netherlands to attend the Games. This was the first time that our country sent people to participate in the Olympic Games.
Next was Liu Changchun in 1932, and then there were two more, 1936 and 1948, both of which sent teams to participate, but it is not appropriate to mention them. The next one was 1954, when our country received the invitation very late and rushed over in a hurry, and by the time we arrived, the competition was almost over.
Do I need to continue?"
“Using the Olympics as a starting point, to make a TV series about the rise of a country?”
Nan Yi pinched Gong Xue's nose and said, "Old Baby, you are very smart. But it's not a TV series. Make it into a movie and get the release time right as a tribute to the Olympics."
"Hate it, don't say the word old." Gong Xue said angrily.
"Isn't Old Baby nice to listen to?"
“It sounds bad.”
"Hey, as long as you buy me a Ferrari, I will spend a month with you and do whatever you want."
"For those younger than you out there, an Alto will do." Gong Xue retorted.
"Haha, you know what I'm talking about. Do you have experience?"
Gong Xue clenched her fist and punched Nan Yi on the chest, "Stop talking nonsense."
The two joked for a while and then got back to business.
"You can have someone write the script. Make sure it's perfect. Take advantage of the Olympic fever and bring in more box office revenue. This time, we'll take all the profits back and exchange them for sports equipment to send to schools in poor mountainous areas."
"Does the publicity cost have to be paid separately?"
Nan Yi waved his hand, "Let's not talk about publicity first, you should do a few things first. First, issue new rules at Wangbei Film and Television. Every meeting will be recorded in the future. Two large-capacity storage servers will be purchased, one for saving meeting videos and one for backup.
The process of establishing the Olympic project, deciding to exchange box office profits for sports equipment, and launching the "Give Back Action" all require videos.
What I mean is that every meeting should be recorded, and don't let the people below be clever and implement it flexibly.
The giving back action is roughly like this: every year we will make a non-profit film, and all the profits will be used in the areas related to the film's theme. If we make the Olympics, the profits will be used for sports, and if we make films about volunteer teachers, the profits will be used to improve the living conditions of the volunteer teachers.
Second, transfer the personality group under the celebrity company to Street Angel and reorganize it into a water army squadron, which consists of a personality group, a self-deprecating group, and an anti-deprecating group.
The personality team will continue to maintain its original functions, which is to create and maintain personalities for the artists under the Star Company and Baiguang Company. For those whose private lives are complicated and easily exposed, they will be given a charitable personality as soon as possible.
Donate some money, keep the receipts, go to poor mountainous areas a few times, do some practical work, shoot some videos and keep them for backup. Once the scandal breaks out, take them out and use them to whitewash it.
This can only be remedied afterwards. As long as something goes wrong, we will inevitably suffer losses. We still have to be more careful in normal times. Those troublemakers with a brain short of string should behave themselves. If they don't obey, they can pay the penalty and leave. It's hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are potential stocks with two legs everywhere."
Gong Xue was unhappy when she heard Nan Yi's words, "You are so harsh. It's not easy to be an actor."
"Don't be offended. There are nearly 1.4 billion people in China, and more than 300 million of them are in their prime years. There are definitely people with acting talent among them, but most of them don't have the opportunity to take the first step due to family conditions and parents' ignorance."
"According to what you said, you're nothing special." Gong Xue retorted.
"I have never thought of myself as something great. Self-examination is my daily compulsory course. You see, tomorrow morning I will reflect on what kind of drug I took to hide you, an old baby who refused to buy me a Ferrari, in a golden house."
Gong Xue said coquettishly: "Do you think I'm too old?"
"Well, I'm not young anymore. I'm in my early fifties, and the dirt has buried me up to my chest." Seeing Gong Xue's face turn ugly, Nan Yi immediately stroked her face and said, "Okay, we're old, we're not young anymore."
Gong Xue said quietly, "What woman is not afraid of getting old?"
"Okay, don't be afraid. We have invested billions of dollars in anti-aging and have achieved a lot of results. However, these results need to be followed up for a long time to verify whether there are any major side effects on the body."
Nan Yi was not telling the truth. In fact, the × Files already had relatively safe anti-aging methods, and not just one. Currently, these methods have been spread among billionaires, both to recover costs and for data collection.
There have been great technological breakthroughs in the low-end blood transfusion method and the high-end stem cell repair and regeneration method. On a more sci-fi note, the technology of replacing all parts of the body except the brain has also taken several solid .
The money invested in Galen's research on the hippocampus and brain-computer interface was not wasted. The mystery of the brain has been lifted a little, and the keyhole to the door of editing has been found. The next step is to create a key to open the door.
"How long do we have to wait?"
"Soon. I once followed Sun Wukong to the underworld and added ten years of life to your life in the Book of Life and Death. Next time Bull Demon King goes there, I will follow him and add a few more years to your life. Don't worry, you still have at least forty years of life left..." Nan Yi's tone turned teasing as he spoke, "However, you will only be able to be naughty for fifteen years at most. This is great news for me."
"Come on, can I count on you?"
"If you don't count on me, who else can you count on?" Nan Yi collapsed on the sofa, "Come on, old baby, ravage me hard."
"Hate."
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When Nan Yi and the other person continued to talk about business, it was already the next day and the location had been changed to a Zhang Sheng Malatang restaurant.
After years of ups and downs, during which many dirty things happened, Zhang Sheng Malatang has stumbled and developed to where it is today. It has finally taken root in the catering industry and is slowly getting on track, but the future cannot be said to be very bright.
People's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be, and their desires are insatiable. With soaring prices, costs are getting higher and higher. After the joint venture with the Reclamation Group, Nan Yi rarely interferes in its affairs, and the raw material discounts given to Zhang Sheng in the early days are no longer available. The rising costs have increased the profit expectations of the store owners, and Zhang Sheng is slowly moving away from the original intention of the company's establishment.
He took an egg dumpling from the bowl, took a bite and threw it aside, pointed at it with his chopsticks and said to Gong Xue, "The meat is very bad. They used food additives to make it more delicious. I'm a novice and didn't control the dosage well. It's too delicious. The egg skin is also problematic. With the new technology, I can save at least six or seven eggs by making a standard egg skin."
After hearing what Nan Yi said, Gong Xue looked disgusted and asked, "Can I eat it?"
"Eat it. It's all high-tech and meets national standards. There's nothing wrong with eating it once in a while."
"oh."
"Let's continue with yesterday's topic. The self-deprecating team and the anti-deprecating team are like this. Once the outside world spreads unfavorable rumors about Hope North Film and Television, depending on the situation, the anti-deprecating team will directly come out to refute the rumors, or the self-deprecating team will continue to add negative information.
For example, if A from a celebrity company and a male actor/director B were photographed holding hands and entering and leaving B's house together, or if they were photographed showing affection through the window, it would be difficult to say that they have nothing to do with each other. We can do the opposite and throw out negative material about A, C, D, and E, and bury an impossible person in between, to overturn the fact about A and B with an impossible fact.
For example, before a new drama is aired, the couple of male and female protagonists can be hyped up. Actresses who play hostile roles in the drama can be hyped up because they don't get along well in real life, or they are very good friends. And so on. All these tasks fall within the scope of the self-deprecating group's functions.
I don't need to say much about anti-crime. The media public relations and image public relations we are doing now fall within its scope of responsibility. By the way, the budget for newspapers and magazines should be raised next year. Once intellectuals lose their integrity, they will be much more ruthless than ordinary people when they start to do bad things. It's really ugly. Who gives them the courage to organize all kinds of activities and rankings? "
Nowadays, some newspapers and magazines that were very influential before are organizing various selections. They are not very famous, but many companies in related industries participate. They are not for the activities themselves, but to complete the transfer of interests. They are still friends if they come, and they will help suppress negative news in the future. Anyone who dares not come can just guess whether he will be hated.
Which company can guarantee that there will be no negative news? Especially a film and television company like Wangbei Film and Television, which has shit all over its pants and has to give these mouthpieces "masks" and "sunglasses" every year to keep them stuffy and blind.
"After the rise of the Internet, print media have had a hard time. Some newspapers can still force subscriptions, but most others have to find their own way to survive. What else can they do to avoid ripping off consumers?"
Nan Yi chuckled, "You understand them quite well. But it's also true. Take me for example. I used to subscribe to many newspapers around the world. The subscription fees, logistics fees, and so on added up, the annual expenses were over a million US dollars. Now it's less than 2,000 RMB a year."
"Let's understand each other."
"Well, let me continue. For the Olympic project, we won't do any publicity about the flow of funds. For the second project about volunteer teachers, we'll wait for about a week after the film is released, estimate the box office, and do the work of improving the lives of volunteer teachers first. Then let the self-deprecating group release negative information about Wangbei Film and Television, about the film itself, such as using other people's suffering to make profits for themselves..."
"Blacken yourself and then prove yourself?"
"Yes, seize the moral high ground, put yourself in the role of the victim, and whitewash Wangbei Film and Television as an image of doing good things and never speaking out. You must be cautious when executing this step, and the person responsible for self-deprecation must be reliable. If you can't do it, I will transfer people to help you."
Gong Xue shook her head. "No, I can do it well. It's just that I don't agree with this way of doing things. Can't we use an upright method?"
"Did I hurt anyone with this method?"
Gong Xue thought for a moment and said, "No, it just fooled the public. We can just announce the plan and invest more in publicity."
"You've heard a story, right? I give you a dollar every day, and suddenly one day I stop giving you. In your eyes, I am a bad person. On the contrary, if I slap you every day, and suddenly one day I stop, you will think that I am not that bad after all."
Nan Yi spread his hands, "People like to find faults in good people and good points in bad people. They are harsh on people who are nobler than themselves and would like to pull them down from the altar and make them the same as themselves. On the contrary, they are more tolerant of bad people who have not violated their interests. Forgiving such people will make you look noble, and at the same time, it does not require any actual effort, and it is economical and affordable."
"Bad money drives out good money!" Gong Xue sighed.
"Come on, stop being so hypocritical. Birds of a feather flock together. You are not a good person to have been able to live with me for more than 20 years."
"Your words are really harsh. What do you mean by peace?"
“Is that the point?”
Gong Xue glanced at Nan Yi and didn't continue arguing with him.
Nan Yi smacked his lips and suddenly missed Liu Zhen a little. He felt itchy in his bones and wanted to hear her say a few words about people with the surname Nan.
