When the post-production in Hong Kong was nearing completion, Yang Can couldn't help feeling a greater pressure. For him, after the process of shooting, editing, and production was over, Tsui Hark had been liberated, and he wanted to watch a movie next. Issuance and promotion.
The issue of *** and South Korea has been entrusted to Han Cailing. It is not difficult for Tsui Hark to connect with Hong Kong and Taiwan. The difficulty lies in the mainland and the United States.
Yang Can's first step in secretly returning to China is to find a domestic distribution company and hold a trial screening to do some preliminary publicity. However, after returning to China, he still has to meet with his elders, so he still takes the time to return to Nanshi first.
When he booked a seat at Yulong Restaurant, Yang Can was not the first to see someone but to meet with Su Yun, who had been missing for a long time.
Don't eat the food, Yang Can smiled and asked, "Police Officer Su is doing a good job now. He is already the deputy captain of the Criminal Police Brigade. How about it? Nothing happened to Nan Zhou Magazine."
Wearing a police officer’s uniform for a long time, Su Yun was still so sassy and heroic, but she added a sense of stability, not as bluffing as before. After all, she was promoted to the deputy captain of the city criminal police brigade, Xingyuan glared at Yang Can:
"It's okay, what can happen, you Yang Da, the gunner's eyes are open to the sky, and the people who follow you are ascended to the sky, there are people like Montblanc in the dark, and Mayor Tian is still trying to protect you. What can we do with you."
There is a reason for the sting in Su Yun's words. Nanzhou Magazine and Nanchu two media reports have ruined the future of many of her colleagues, and some things are a bit excessive from Su Yun's point of view.
No one in the police bureau of their city knows. In China, as long as you touch people with Yang Can's name, you can't touch them. It's you who are unlucky in the end.
"Really? I heard you are a little dissatisfied?" Yang Can smiled: "Don't be dissatisfied. If there are really problems with my following, you can just catch it. I'm not good to say it. If I run the media, I will get rid of it. The city is smoggy, so why should I do this?"
"Are you serious?" Su Yun's eyes lit up as she listened.
"Of course, you just catch, aren't you my Yang's wife? If others are afraid, you still have to worry? Catch if you should~! Who dares to move you?" Yang Can said with a smile on his face.
Su Yun blushed and said indifferently, "Bullshit, who is your wife?" With a smile in her eyes, the knot with Yang Can finally opened. No matter how long Yang Can is still the same as Yang Can, she has a hippy smile on her face, but she still dares to rush. Go to the traffickers to rescue his passionate man.
Yang Can took a sip of the wine, shook his head and sighed: "I heard reporter Xiao Zhao below me say that you are addicted to beating people. You originally had your place for this outstanding young man in the male city because of this incident. It’s done, I can count on you to help me keep the following little reporters..."
"They should be beaten! Relying on the shit or nephew of the director, the prodigal son of the "Pharmaceutical" factory director, he dared to show off with me, and tried to pull me to the hotel on the first day. I chased them two streets. I cut them off~"
Su Yun snorted disapprovingly, gestured with her hand, and the blind date knocked the man on the other side, but she said it was like an anti-violent peace.
"Why haven't you stayed in Nanshi lately? You don't go online." Su Yun complained a little.
"Busy~ I've left beforehand, remember what I told you." Yang Can raised his hand and called the waiter to check out. Su Yun's mind was a little different, and he was a little caught off guard. Now he doesn't want to be like Su Yun. entanglement.
"You~~! Let me treat again~!?"
Yang Can stayed in Nanshi for the two days and spent two nights with Xia Meng, and took the time to meet with Tian Guoli and explain to her work. At other times, I saw Zheng Chucheng and Xu Yang for dinner. To be honest Yes, being with these elders really makes Yang Can feel the warmth of home.
That day, when Wu Lan finished eating, Yang Can helped this fat aunt beat her back.
"Oh, Yang Zi~ You still have some kung fu with some qigong you learned from Master Lin. My frozen shoulder for more than ten years seems to be better~" Wu Lan said warmly with a smile.
"That's because I learned this craft and I want to show my filial piety to Aunt Wu." Yang Can said.
"It's still you Yangzi who can talk, unlike your Uncle Xu, who has a rigid face every day." Wu Lan couldn't close her mouth when Yang Can coaxed her.
Yang Can asked the time to ask his own question: "Aunt Wu, how many big groups are there in China like your Wu-style foundation and Xue? Who are there in them?"
"What did you hear in America?"
Wu Lan looked back at him, Yang Can quickly smiled and said, "I'm just curious."
Wu Lan hesitated for a while, and finally sighed: "Anyway, you should almost know it, and there is nothing to hide from you. I didn't expect you to get to this point so quickly..."
Yang Can's heart trembled, and his interest also came up. Wu Lan usually doesn't think about these things, and he can't see consciousness. Today, he finally wants to understand the ins and outs. He has been going around during this period of time, always feeling that he is in a big circle. Some people help him inexplicably, and some hate him inexplicably. He knows that there is a reason why he doesn't know himself.
"Oh, comfortable." Wu Lan sat up straight and smiled.
"In fact, it's not as mysterious as you think. Unlike the big financial oligarchs in the United States, the groups of our surnames are some prominent families in various provinces. In the old society, there were many scholars and officials. Most of them worshipped Confucius and Mencius. Some of them are hundreds of years old if they are not served by the court. They used to be literati, and the folks in the village also have a lot of belongings.
During the period of the Republic of China, some ran to the front desk to support the "government", and finally some fled overseas, and some were later beaten into reactionaries. In the 1970s, their vitality was severely injured. Now is a good time to catch up with these families. It’s only slowly coming out. Some people come back to engage in politics, start companies and start companies..."
"Our old Wu family is the one who started the company, and those with the surname Xue are engaged in politics." Yang Can'cut in' with a smile.
"En." Wu Lan nodded: "Anyway, these big family parents are capable, and only the people below can develop well." Seeing Yang Can smiled: "Don't think we are Wu family. There are no capable people here. You should have two of them. They are all my relatives, both of your uncles, Wu Xiannian and Wu Bin."
Although Yang Can had already had some psychological preparations, his heart was shocked. Wu Xiannian vaguely guessed a bit. It was strange that the Tianmu Foundation competed for tickets when the Wu Fund did not send someone.
Wu Bin really did not expect that the great figure of the Supreme People's Court turned out to be a relative of Aunt Wu. This Wu family seems to be far more hidden than he thought...
No wonder Wu Bin has been supporting him vigorously. It turns out that it is not an outsider. Yang Can originally thought Wu Bin was so noble. It seems that this old boy is also selfish.
Speaking of this, Wu Lan opened his eyes and smiled: "You know that I went to Jiangsu before, but my uncle taught me for half an hour, saying, "That godson of yours is simply the demon king!" , Actually mobilized our such a large foundation, originally let Xiannian want to break into the sky, now we can't help but support him to join, why don't we tell us in advance! Isn't this a nonsense!?'
At that time, I was wronged, I don't know what you did. "
Yang Can was scolded by Wu Lan with a smile, and he could only "touch" and "touch" his head: "Look.. Isn't this flooding the Dragon King Temple? I didn't know it at the time, eh, Aunt Wu, I said they What are these hot guys so rich and powerful want to do?"
"What are you doing?" Wu Lan shook her head: "What can you do? Isn't it the great principles of revitalizing China and developing the economy? These people still have the thoughts of being prepared for danger in times of peace. The founding of the People's Republic of China has been thinking about doing this business for so many years I always remember what Grandpa said to us juniors before he died."
He said,'Don't think that it's okay if you don't fight now, but in the West, the strengthening of our economic and cultural control is invisible. Except for the military, economic, political and cultural issues are a comprehensive issue. In this regard, we are too far behind.
Is the Soviet Union strong? But when they said they collapsed, they collapsed. They had no foundation and no national soul, but we were able to hold on because our nation has its own soul, which hasn't been lost for thousands of years.
For such a long time, our descendants of Yan and Huang have fallen behind in military strength, economics, and even the political system, but the cultural charm has kept our nation's vitality alive. This is our root. Don't lose your soul for the economy! '"
Yang Can nodded deeply in his heart. In his mind, he had conceived the scene of the old man who had never met before talking to his children on the sick bed. He couldn't help but feel a little fascinated, and sighed softly:
"Grandpa Zeng is really insightful, and my father said something similar, but I didn't understand it at the time."
Wu Lan shook her head, "I think they are too old-fashioned. They are in what age, but my grandfather Zeng is really cruel. For the development of cultural undertakings, he sent his daughter and son-in-law of the surname to the United States. , It is said that I haven't come back yet."
Yang Can was taken aback for a moment? Those eight achievements are Fu Lao...it’s no wonder that the traditions now preserved in Chinatown in the United States, such as dragon dances and lion dances, worshiping Guan Gong and Confucius, are much better than the domestic atmosphere. I am afraid that Fu Lao and the others are the result of their business. It has not been completely assimilated by the United States.
Yang Can's heart now rises with deep respect. These older generations really have faith in what they do and devote themselves to doing things, and they will definitely not be able to do it for him.
"It's a pity that these two families were all fine at first, but finally fell out because of a woman." Wu Lan was a little bit gritted when she said this, and Yang Can didn't dare to ask any more.
Wu Lan noticed that Yang Can's massage hand stopped, and said in a deep voice, "Don't stop, you are so slippery, can't you guess who it is?"
Yang Can was quite embarrassed.. Hesitated, "Could it be that Lin Qiuyan..." Who else can anyone else? That's not the wife of Ma Jianguo, the first lover of Wu Lan, but the wife of Wu Bin's bitter love, Ma Yiyi, and Lin Qiuyan.
"That’s Lin Qiuyan! So it’s not wrong to say that this woman is beautiful. It’s not wrong at all. Back then, this girl didn’t know if it was a vixen, and how fascinated the man was. The men of the Xue family, Wu’s. The side, married~unmarried, all followed her behind her ass. My cousin Wu Bin was also a dragon of humans back then, and she made people look like humans and ghosts not like ghosts..."
Yang Can wondered why Aunt Wu is still so indignant now. Since Aunt Lin has so many suitors, no one chooses to choose Aunt Wu's first love. This is really strange.
Wu Lan cursed a few words and sighed: "Oh, if you don't mention this stall, I'm just worried about you Yangzi."
"What do I have to worry about? As long as I engage in culture and media but not in politics and business, what can I have to do with them?" Yang Can smiled.
Wu Lan said: "Don't pretend to be confused. I have said so much. You still don't understand. To put it bluntly, our elders in China can support you, but going to the United States is different.
You don't have that much influence right now. When you really take root in the United States, do you still expect the Americans to help you? Don’t look at China’s restrictions on the import of American films, televisions, and goods. They are not stupid in the United States. They welcome you to engage in art, and cultural penetration? No one of them will pay attention to you, co-authored you and cultivated you, cracked down on the export of your own Hollywood movies, cracked down on the export of your own American TV series, are you willing to change you? "
Yang Can didn't think so far, he was talking at that stage, just shrugged his shoulders and pretended not to care.
"I don't know the art of entertainment, but you should make money in the country honestly." Wu Lan's words are full of strong retention. Yang Can is more at ease with her, after all, he is an elder mentality.
Yang Can was noncommittal, and cleverly turned off the topic and clapped his hands: "No wonder you have always wanted to push Yiyi to me. She has a mother, so I have two backers. It's still useful in China. Who!?"
"Forget it, it's too late to say anything now, you have offended so many people, who would dare to hire you to be a son-in-law!?" Wu Lan scolded, and the two chatted until late at night before Yang Can went home.
****
On Friday morning, Yang Can took Chen Wu by plane and came to Beijing. Although he missed Jian Xiaoxue very much, he had to meet Wu Bin first. Since he was filming by a US-registered company, he could only find China Film for distribution rights in China. Only the two state-owned units of Huaying have a way out. Of course, Yang Can should look for the help of this Wu Bin related household.
But as soon as the car drove to the familiar compound, he felt a very unusual atmosphere. The black cars at the door should be visited by someone.
Go back? He didn't have the time to stay one more day when time was urgent. After Yang Can thought about it, he rang the doorbell of the compound. It was not the familiar secretary Xiao Cheng who opened the door, but a very white man in his thirties. He looked at Yang Can. Once again, suddenly seemed to recognize it.
"Is Mr. Wu here?" Yang Can asked politely, amplifying the energy exploration of consciousness in an instant. There were five people nearby, all staring at him closely, and a familiar consciousness. Yang Can couldn't help but feel a surprise in his heart. He winked at Chen Wu and motioned for caution.
The white and pure man seemed to think for a while before nodding. Yang Can just stepped in, and only felt that the white and pure man made a gesture. Yang Can felt that something was wrong and felt that there were several high-energy consciousnesses around him rushing over.
But before they leaped over, Yang Can had already acted first, took a swift step forward and took out a dagger, pointed at the white man’s neck, and snarled:
"Your own person, don't be impulsive, if it is not convenient for us to wait outside." The whole person turned to the man's back and signaled these people to leave.
"Who is his own with you!? Dare to hold him! Shoot!" the male *** yelled.
Originally, Yang Can was relatively polite. When he heard the words shooting a gun, he slashed it in this thigh. The wolf howled, blood flowed like a note, and his voice changed. Leng Duo said viciously: "I am Lieutenant Colonel K, the special regiment of the Central Military Region, Yang Can, number 15680034. If you and I are not our own and you show up at Wu's house with weapons, I can kill you now, saying Your number~!" took out the ID and threw it into the hand of the opposite person.
The person who had been so hurt that he almost fainted and said tragically, "I am the platoon leader of the Chief Guard Company of the Central Military Region, number 07689225, Qin Haiyang~"
When he declared his identity, Yang Can pretended that a flood of water rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and Qin Haiyang quickly put it on the ground, shouting to those on the opposite side:
"You are stupid, you should dress Colonel Qin soon!" A few plainclothes guards hurriedly came over to help them. With this identity, Qin Haiyang, who started first, could only take advantage of this dumb man. He just wanted to take the opportunity to find an excuse to do it. Regarding Yang Can, Yang Can never expected Yang Can to do it more ruthlessly than him.
Chen Wu hummed stupidly on the shoulders of a guard in plainclothes: "Just do you still want to catch Mr. Yang? He found you just now when he walked in. I beat you all by myself." They couldn't laugh or cry, this dumb scumbag was even made fun of by a simple boy.
The beautiful Jian Xiaoxue came out from the corner with a blocking gun.
"Jian Xiaoxue, what were you in a daze just now!?" Qin Haiyang Ninja shouted in pain~ This newly transferred Jian Xiaoxue is a famous sharpshooter, Yang Can's angle just now, a shot on his wrist is absolutely no problem .
"Sorry, I dozed off. I didn't hear it. Give me a punishment." Jian Xiaoxue walked over and made eye contact with Yang Can. They said hello to each other, but the superior was not paying attention.
Yang Can was surprised and happy. He knew that Xiaoxue was coming when he was exploring the energy of consciousness just now. That's not bad. The beautiful woman he missed came directly in front of him. Unfortunately, there are too many people, or he should have embraced Xiaoxue in his arms. Take a good look.
In Yang Can's excitement, his head was still calm. The guards came. It should be a big figure above the *** standing committee and above. Wu Bin's face is great, and it is estimated that he is here to inquire about major issues of national policy.
With curiosity, Yang Can unfolded his consciousness energy and wanted to probe into the room. Keng didn't expect that consciousness just probed into the room for a moment, and then instantly collapsed. It was the huge consciousness energy that almost squeezed him with no power to fight back! !
He had never encountered such a huge amount of energy before, and he could only vaguely distinguish, one of which was Wu Bin's, and the other was a little strange.
"Is Xiao Yang here? Come in." Wu Bin's calm voice came from inside.