Shao Yuming wondered: "Is there any difference between inviting Michael Jackson to come to Taipei for a concert and inviting him to Taiwan for tourism and exchange? It's just as difficult to invite him. 8 9 Read "
¡°It¡¯s different,¡± Wang Zijun explained. ¡°It costs tens of millions of dollars to bring Michael Jackson to Asia for a concert. This is the sum of various budgets for organizing the concert, including large venues, top-notch sound, lighting and bands. There are also various publicity expenses and so on, only part of which is the remuneration paid to Michael Jackson."
"I understand." Shao Yuming nodded, but did not mention it again. He planned to invite Michael Jackson to present the award when the Golden Melody Awards was successfully held. The effect would be much better at that time. He didn't consider whether to agree or not, let alone the issue of money. This year, Taiwan's foreign exchange reserves rank second in the world, second only to Japan, and the authorities have plenty of money.
Shao Yuming then said goodbye and left. Wang Zijun personally escorted him out. He just left the living room and met Audrey Hepburn and her son who were returning from shopping. Sean Hepburn is still holding Wang Shiya's hand with one hand. It seems that the two half-brothers and sisters get along very well.
"Daddy!" Wang Shiya looked at Wang Zijun and hugged him.
Wang Zijun was holding his daughter in his arms and was waiting to speak when he saw Lin Bowen hurried over with his eldest brother in his hand: "Brother Jun, Gu Long is critically ill and is now being treated at the Veterans Hospital!"
"Prepare the car!" Wang Zijun put down his daughter, turned to Shao Yuming and said, "Brother Shao, I'll excuse you now."
Gu Long is also a well-known figure in Taiwan¡¯s cultural circles. As the Information Director, Shao Yuming, since he met him, he couldn¡¯t pretend not to know about him. He said: ¡°Let¡¯s go together.¡±
Not long ago, Gu Long was working with people from the screenwriting department to help Wang Zijun write the script for "The Three Heroines of the East 2". At that time, nothing seemed abnormal. Only half a month later, he was critically ill.
When Wang Zijun and Shao Yuming went to the hospital, Gu Long was still in the operating room for resuscitation. There was only Gu Long's disciple Ding Qing outside the operating room. As for Gu Long's confidante and sons, none of them were there.
"How's it going?" Wang Zijun asked. Ding Qing is now a screenwriter in the screenwriting department of Wang's Film Company and almost no longer writes martial arts.
Ding Qing shook her head and said, "I don't know. Master and I were drinking when he suddenly fainted. Send him to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed him with cirrhosis of the liver."
Wang Zijun was silent. In the parallel space, Gu Long should have passed away two years ago. He did not expect that after two years of delay, he would go back to his old ways.
Ding Qing's eyes were red: "Master, he doesn't care if he is sick. He can still drink wine. Doctors can't drink alcohol when they are sick."
Liver cirrhosis is still drinking. This is purely dead. Wang Zijun is completely speechless for Gu Long's "chic".
After more than ten minutes, the operating room door finally opened. Ding Qing rushed up and grabbed the doctor's hand and asked, "Doctor, is my master okay?"
The doctor smelled the smell of alcohol on Ding Qing's body and said angrily: "If you drink again, even the gods won't be able to save you."
Ding Qing breathed a sigh of relief as he could still drink. Ming Ming was still alive. But he saw the nurse pushing out Gu Long, who had a sallow complexion. His eyes were sunken, and he had lost weight compared to half a month ago.
After Shao Yuming was pushed out of the operating room, he said a few words and left. Wang Zijun asked Lin Bowen to send him downstairs while he stayed in the ward.
The previous call to report the news was made by Ding Qing, who not only notified Wang Zijun, but also several other close friends of Gu Long. After a while, two more men and two women came, two of them were Li Feimeng and his wife, and there was a bald man who was the famous essayist Lin Qingxuan, and the last woman was Yang Junjun.
Yang Junjun may be unfamiliar to everyone, but Ximen Wuhen and Aunt Ximen must be remembered by many. This woman is a wealthy businessman and a good friend of Gu Long. She sometimes discusses plot creation with Gu Long. Later, he even financed the filming of a TV series adapted from Gu Long. At the age of 65, he starred as the heroine and fell in love with handsome men such as Liu Dekai and Jiao Enjun.
"Everyone is here. Ah." Gu Long woke up and looked around the room, and laughed to himself.
Seeing Gu Long¡¯s expression of knowing his fate and not caring about his life or death, everyone shook their heads. Li Feimeng scolded: "Do you want to die? Even if you have this kind of disease, you still drink all day long. Be careful not to know if you die at home!"
"How can it be so easy to die? I haven't lived enough yet." Gu Long said with a smile.
"Yaohua. Well, it's better to drink less alcohol." Lin Qingxuan said earnestly, "Ding, please call me first. You are dying. If you take your time to the hospital, you may not be able to come back today." .¡±
Yang Junjun echoed: "Yes, I will drink it after I recover from the disease. I will stop drinking it during this period."
Wang Zijun asked Lin Bowen to bring a mirror and put it in front of Gu Long: "Look at yourself and see what kind of ghost you are."The wife is gone. "
Gu Long hadn¡¯t looked in the mirror for a long time. When he really looked in the mirror, he saw that his previously chubby and round head had now become awl-shaped, his face had completely changed, and he was as thin as a ghost.
Gu Long was startled and said: "I feel weak all over my body during this period, and my legs are a little swollen. How could it be like this?"
We all chatted with Gu Long for a while, and it was almost time for dinner. Feng Nani went to make a bowl of porridge to feed Gu Long, while the others went out to eat together.
After sitting down in a restaurant, Wang Zijun began to chat with Lin Qingxuan and Yang Junjun.
Yang Junjun is just an ordinary rich woman, and a huge fan of Gu Long. She has never had the opportunity to come into contact with Wang Zijun and Lin Qingxuan before, so naturally she deliberately made friends with them and rushed to treat them.
Wang Zijun and Yang Junjun didn't have much intention to talk, but they were quite interested in Lin Qingxuan's entry and asked: "Is Mr. Lin still writing prose recently? If you are interested, you can come to Wang's to write a script."
"Forget it, I haven't been exposed to movies for more than ten years." Lin Qingxuan waved his hands. He was actually from a local film major in Taiwan, and he also founded the "Journal of Film Studies" before.
Yang Junjun said: "Mr. Lin's "Bodhi" series is so well written that it is shocking to read."
Lin Qingxuan can only smile in return. The "Bodhi" series is the most painful prose he has written. Only he knows the personal feeling.
Today, Lin Qingxuan is considered the most popular best-selling author in Taiwan, even Qiong Yao is surpassed by him. But his prose was written with painstaking effort. Because of the severe heartache, the articles he wrote were more profound.
A few years ago, this gentleman was tired of dealing with the competition among newspapers. He felt tired and empty inside, but his wife had nothing in common with him. One New Year's Eve, his wife suddenly left home and disappeared, so he and his son could only satisfy their hunger with instant noodles.
Lin Qingxuan felt that his home was so desolate, so he became discouraged. Three months later, he quit his well-paying job and moved into seclusion in the mountains. He lived in the mountains for two years before coming out.
It was the two years of living in seclusion in the mountains that gave Lin Qingxuan a profound enlightenment. The prose he wrote later was full of mysterious Buddhist principles, which made his reputation reach unprecedented heights.
Wang Zijun was not interested in the prose written by Lin Qingxuan, but wanted to run a newspaper in partnership with him. Taiwan is about to lift martial law. As soon as the newspaper ban comes into effect, all kinds of newspapers have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Wang Zijun will naturally not miss this opportunity.
Lin Qingxuan is not only good at writing prose, he also ran his own journal before, and has served as editor, chief writer, editor-in-chief, reporter, etc. of several newspapers and magazines. He is considered a very good media employee.
Wang Zijun asked: "Is Mr. Lin interested in running a newspaper?" Then Wang Zijun added, "My ideal newspaper."
There are already clues about the lifting of martial law from the relevant actions of the Executive Yuan in October last year, but most people believe that it will take at least four or five years to lift martial law.
As soon as Wang Zijun asked this question, Li Feimeng, Yang Junjun and Lin Qingxuan were all smart and immediately understood the meaning of Wang Zijun's words.
Li Feimeng said seriously: "Zijun, are you reporting that the ban will be lifted?"
Wang Zijun nodded and whispered: "No accident, it happened in the past few months."
Li Feimeng pointed to the ceiling board and asked, "Did you listen to the boss?"
"You guessed it." Wang Zijun chuckled and asked Lin Qingxuan, "Mr. Lin, if the newspaper ban is lifted, what kind of newspaper do you want to start?"
Lin Qingxuan put down his chopsticks and thought for a moment: "Not party-minded, not selling out, not selfish, not blind."
"Haha, does Mr. Lin want to re-run Ta Kung Pao?" Wang Zijun said with a smile. Those eight words Lin Qingxuan said are the purpose of running Ta Kung Pao.
Lin Qingxuan smiled and said: "It's all right. Ah, Zhang Jiluan is a role model for our generation, and I am willing to follow him. Look at the "Ta Kung Pao" in Hong Kong today, these eight words are not party, not betrayal, not selfish, and not blind. Even if you have done the 'not selling' thing and have never adhered to the other three principles of not being party-minded, not selfish, and not blind, how dare you call yourself Ta Kung Pao?"
Wang Zijun said: "How about I run a Gazette and Mr. Lin be the editor-in-chief?"
Lin Qingxuan was surprised and said: "Do you really want to file a report?"
Wang Zijun nodded: "It will be run next year. If Mr. Lin is willing to give in, the position of editor-in-chief of the Gazette will always be reserved for you. Moreover, I will not interfere in the daily management of the newspaper. You can run the newspaper according to your own wishes."
"I'll think about it." Lin Qingxuan said. Although he was a little moved, he still didn't agree. Many intellectuals who are currently in the opposition have very different opinions. If Lin Qingxuan is appointed as the editor-in-chief, they will not be scolded. Lin Qingxuan believed that Wang Zijun was an outsider and would not let him do what he wanted.You are messing around. It made everyone unhappy, so it is better not to agree now.
Wang Zijun not only wants to run a newspaper, but also wants to run his own wireless TV station in Taiwan. The future Deep Green TV station FTV will be the fourth wireless TV station in Taiwan, and Wang Zijun is sure to compete with it for a TV license in the future.
¡°Firstly, Wang Zijun has abundant funds, and secondly, there are loopholes in the establishment of FTV. Those guys deceived Taiwan residents to raise funds and buy shares in order to have a stake in the future TV station. But in fact, it deceived all the enthusiastic investors in Taiwan by asking the general public to buy shares in the "National Dentsu" company and then control the TV station through Universal Dentsu.
By the end of the day, the Green Party was showing off its power. When Wang Zijun grabbed the TV to take a photo, he exposed the opponent's scam. Li Denghui had to hold his nose and send the photo to Wang Zijun.