Mr. Wei Xiaobao, the great master of critical realism, once said that the dirtiest thing is the palace and brothel. For the rumor, the same is true.

In just a few days, this news has spread to major ministries and commissions in the capital. The general public is particularly happy with it. I didn’t expect that you, the Organization Department of the Central Committee with thick eyebrows and big eyes, still today?

Not to mention the schadenfreshing crowd, the news also passed to the upper class. However, most of the big guys also watched the fun, but several showed interest.

Song Sheng entered the office of the commission office, and the old man who was reviewing the documents stopped writing: "Xiao Song, is your little friend quite lively?"

Song Sheng understood that the old man was talking about Jing Jian. He found that the old man was smiling and knew that he was not angry, so he smiled and said, "Chief, are you talking about the Organization Department of the Central Committee? There should be a misunderstanding in this, and Xiao Jing himself should not know it yet, right?"

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "It's just a child who is playing. But the Hong Kong incident performed very well, and the Bank of China was relieved." The position was just about his vision. The old man no longer cared about those trivial matters.

Song Sheng also smiled: "Now the Hong Kong black market exchange rate has stabilized at around 1:12 and 13. However, the speculative hot money has made a lot, and some comrades are a little jealous."

"Don't worry about so much, unite all the forces that can be united. What's the point of using foreign funds to stabilize Hong Kong and stabilize the economy? The phenomenon of foreign capital escaping has been curbed, and the data of foreign investment has rebounded at the bottom. This is the biggest achievement."

"Haha, Chief, what I'm talking about is that boy Xiao Jing taking advantage of this opportunity, he must have taken the ride."

"Hahaha." The old man laughed out loud. In fact, Song Sheng helped Jing Jian and gave him a precautionary shot in advance. The old man really didn't care about such trivial matters. "It's strange that that little slip-on doesn't do that. Let him invest the money he earned in China! Let's explain that the car factories, petrochemical factories, steel factories and other contacts do not count. Whether he asked him to touch the money himself or contact his overseas friends, he would find me 500 million in three years, which is 500 million US dollars!"

"You are..." Song Sheng was a little embarrassed. The amount of this money was too large, and he was afraid that Jing Jian would turn against him after hearing this.

The old man smiled slightly: "I just want to see how much I can squeeze this little slippery head? Don't reveal this to him, just because he will be lazy. You don't know yet, right? He even bought a British football club to play."

"Ah? British Football Club?" Song Sheng was shocked. This was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It can be said that this kind of gameplay has not yet flourished in the whole world.

The old man smiled and said, "So don't think that boy has little money. He just hides his dissatisfaction and can't find out his background. However, he has been tested in politics and says he is rich, which is also legal labor income. You can use it boldly."

Song Sheng was completely relieved. In fact, for Song Sheng, Jing Jian had become some of his resources. The reason why Jing Jian’s news was not widely circulated was also a contribution from Song Sheng. But if the old man was unhappy, he could only give up helplessly.

Song Sheng suddenly remembered something: "Chief, Xiao Jing is still a state cadre, it's not important to do these things?" Here is a problem with a famous identity.

"Yeah." The old man nodded, "What position is he now?"

"The deputy division-level political cadre of Beijing Film Academy."

"Then let's go to the Economic Committee of the CPPCC to hang up... and set up a new department for him and arrange a few staff members. I want to see what situation he can make. Don't have a deputy department, just the director! There are two points to note: he is not allowed to directly manage state-owned assets unless he cleans up his business. Also, he does not interfere with his behavior, discourages, but does not set up obstacles. It is best to send some comrades to learn advanced experience."

Song Sheng had already taken out his notebook and recorded these instructions in detail. He had already understood the spirit of the conversation. Jing Jian went to the CPPCC without meaning of united front or retirement, but rather a serious state cadre. He was nothing more than using the CPPCC to confuse the gaze of the ignorant.

"Where is the job at Jingying?"

"Of course I'll keep it? I finally got an Oscar, so I can't let foreigners laugh at it. Give him some freedom in working hours, the key is to complete the country's mission goals."

After recording, seeing that the old man was in a good mood, Song Sheng took the initiative to talk about interesting things: "When Comrade Xiao Jing first arrived in Beijing Film Academy, he had not yet disclosed his identity as an Oscar. He held a series of lectures on the development of films. At that time, many people in the film industry were criticizing his lectures. Later, when it was made public, the critics were stunned."

The old man laughed and waved his hand: "Since ancient times, literati were despised, but this habit has not changed. Actually, what's there to argue about? If you want to know if it's right, let that kid shoot one."

"Make a movie?"

"Yes, shoot..." Speaking of this, the old man seemed to remember something and suddenly fell into deep thought. Song Sheng held his breath and did not dare to disturb the old man's thoughts. Until the old man's eyes lit up, "Was that Xiao Jing ever directed in Hollywood? Can it be promoted to Sino-US cooperation and filming? The ice of Sino-US relations needs to be broken sooner or later, so that cultural exchanges can be taken first."

Song Sheng was convinced and said in admiration: "You are so arrogant. I must force that kid to complete it."

"Don't flatter." The old man was also very happy and started talking about family matters, "Xiao Song, do you have any difficulties with getting to the place this time?"

"Thank you, the chief for your concern, it has been arranged. I just can't bear to part with you."

"What are I reluctant to let go? If you want to see me, I can come at any time." The old man smiled, "If you are still in the commission office, you will be delayed in the future. The economy of Haidong Province you went to is relatively backward, so economic work should be the first priority at that time."

Song Sheng was taught seriously. In fact, he was quite satisfied with the place this time. Although Haidong Province was a little behind, he was a senior executive and the steps he gave were already high enough. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel some feelings: "If Xiao Jing really had that 500 million US dollars, I would like to keep all the money in Haidong Province."

The old man laughed happily: "If you can get it, it's your ability."

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The next day, facing Song Sheng, Jing Jian was dumbfounded: "...I want 500 million US dollars? Brother Song, you cut me into pieces and sell me!... Promotion? Hey, I was so moved that I burst into tears!... Ah? Let me direct the movie? I still need Sino-US cooperation? I will leave first, I will complain to Sister Feng!..."
Chapter completed!