1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 424 Suicide out of fear of crime
"And then he hung up the phone?"

Victoria Harbour Garden, Admiralty

Situ Mingzhu came to Yang Sen's house in a state of anxiety.

Yang Sen, the democratic leader who was trying to unify the seven factions, had just finished his breakfast. When he heard Situ Mingzhu's account of what had happened, he felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

"Yeah, Brother Sen, what should we do?"

Situ Mingzhu wiped the sweat off his forehead and spoke in an anxious tone. He felt panicky as if he couldn't grasp anything and was about to fall off a cliff.

Yang Sen frowned and said thoughtfully: "Don't panic yet, let me think about it."

Ever since Fatty Li's family became rich, this young man named Zhai Yuan came to power. He has always been obedient and was even more obedient after he got a share of the "September 1st Daily".

At first, I was a little wary of him because of Fatty Li's incident.

Unexpectedly, the other party later turned against the cinema chain of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and was even accused of six crimes by the Ta Kung Pao.

From participating in the mainland's National Day gala to being listed as an unwelcome person, he showed his loyalty at all costs.

"According to what you said, including the recent gangsters killing friends everywhere and the frequent shootings, they are all creating opportunities for you to speak out, criticize the police, and win the favor of the public."

Yang Sen looked at Situ Mingzhu again and asked, "Why did they fall out for no reason, and at such an extraordinary time? Think carefully about whether you have offended him in any way."

Situ Mingzhu cried out that he was wronged: "On the night his entertainment group went public, we went together to congratulate him, but we haven't seen each other since then. Moreover, he took the initiative to withdraw this month's newspaper operating funds to make an election donation to me. I don't see any problem at all."

Yes and indeed,
At the banquet for the sale of 997, no one from the left camp showed up, and Xia Meng, who was said to have the closest relationship with Zhai Yuan, disappeared without a trace.

Instead, members of the democratic faction, led by Stuart Szeto, Yeung Sum and Anson Chan, received high-level courtesy that night, second only to the Chief Secretary.

A sudden change of character in just over half a month?
Yang Sen never thought that Zhai Yuan would do such a thing as pulling out the planks of a bridge and then jumping them upside down. How could a businessman do such a thankless task?

Many people want to shine the shoes of the big boss but they are not qualified.

"Unless the mainland offers him a higher price, he is just trying to raise the price temporarily and take advantage of the situation."

Yang Sen hesitated for a moment. The initial investment cost was too high. Now that the "September 1st Daily" had such a high volume of public opinion in the three regions, he was unwilling to give it up.

He then instructed, "In any case, keep him stable for the time being. The seat in the Legislative Council is more important. I will contact the cardinal to go to the Masonic Yongren Hall together and call a few wealthy people over. You go to Zhai Yuan in person and ask him what he means in person. We can talk."

Situ Mingzhu cursed loudly: "If I get elected to the Legislative Council this time, I will nail that idiot to death!"

"Let's not talk too much, let's deal with the current matter first."

Yang Sen originally wanted to punish Zhai Yuan by cutting off his food supplies next year, but suddenly remembered that with the current market value of the Jiuyi Entertainment Group, it seemed to have no deterrent effect at all.

I didn’t take it seriously in the past when we were on the same boat together, but now that young man in his twenties has become a big deal.

call--

Yang Sen suppressed his uneasiness and spoke again, "Also, contact the editor-in-chief named Wei Jianbang. He knows the most about what happened between you and Zhai Yuan. It doesn't matter if the September 1st Daily accuses him of bribery and corruption. Bail him out in court. If Zhai Yuan withdraws in the future, with Wei Jianbang as a witness, we can ask the ICAC to arrest him at any time."

Situ Mingzhu nodded. This was not the first time this had happened. It was just that it was the Political Department that did this in the past, but it was replaced by the Independent Commission Against Corruption in the past two years.

The last example that came to mind was Li Fuzhao, who was sentenced to four years in prison.

"Let's go."

Yang Sen explained everything clearly, and walked out with Situ Mingzhu. As soon as they reached the door,
The phone in my arms started ringing.

Yang Sen stopped and picked up the phone. An unexpected piece of news came from the receiver: "Brother Sen, I just heard that ten minutes ago, Wei Jianbang, the editor-in-chief of the September 1st Daily, jumped from the Hopewell Building in Wan Chai and committed suicide out of fear of punishment..."

Yang Sen was suddenly shocked.

Disadvantage! It’s too late. Zhai Yuan must have received more benefits from the mainland!

…………

"So I always tell everyone, if you don't have a sense of conviction, don't make this kind of mainstream film!"

In the editing room of Jiuyi Entertainment,
The rough cut of High School Musical is complete.

After watching the entire film, several directors including Zhai Yuan and Huang Baiming turned around and said seriously:

"Everyone thinks this movie is well made, that's because Huang grew up in a wealthy family and was able to study in an English college. Later, he held drama training classes in various universities, so he knows the living conditions of these second-generation rich students very well. If it was a director like Lam Ling-tung who came from a bad school, it would be another "School Rage" in a minute, because he was paid protection money since he was a child, and he doesn't believe that classmates can have the kind of friendship like in "High School Musical"!"

"Just like some time ago, a newcomer named Lin Chaoxian from the Film Association sent me a script called "Dragon Out", which tells the story of a mainland nuclear submarine. It was clearly trying to take advantage of the popularity of the Xia-class submarine's official commissioning last year."

Zhai Yuan continued, "But his script is so strange. When a soldier has to make a sacrifice, it must be because of his past experiences that he makes this choice. Why? It's because he has no sense of faith and doesn't believe that a person will sacrifice himself for the collective. He has to add a paragraph of reasons like 'Does this character have childhood trauma?' or 'This character is for a woman.' Otherwise, he can't convince himself to write the story."

The petty-bourgeois nature cannot understand the great era.

"Suppose I want to write a spy film. Does it mean that someone must give the protagonist a huge benefit before he is willing to become an underground member?"

Zhai Yuan used "High School Musical" as an example and gave a lesson to a group of Hong Kong directors from the perspective of a creator.

The phone rings.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. Old Huang, hurry up and finish the dubbing and music for this drama. Then let Sister Nan arrange the publicity. The 1024 Cinema Line's schedule from the summer to the beginning of the school year will focus on High School Musical."

After giving the order, a group of directors walked out of the editing room.

Zhai Yuan then pressed the answer button, took a deep breath and asked, "How is it?"

……

Hopewell House, Wan Chai.

Wei Jianbang, editor-in-chief of the September 1st Daily, jumped down from a building more than 200 meters high and was covered in blood.

Crowds gathered in the city center to watch and discuss the situation.

Satellite walked out of the building while talking on the phone and quickly disappeared into the crowd like a passerby.

I looked back at the blood splattered a few meters away.
I could also hear the sound of ambulance sirens.

Satellite shuttled among the crowd, holding the phone and answered: "Yes, it's taken care of..."

……

Zhai Yuan hung up the phone with no change on his face.

After a moment's silence, he called Pan Yongqiang at the newspaper office and instructed, "...I didn't expect that Wei Sir would commit suicide out of fear of punishment. I'm very sad. Send out a notice that the "Jiuyi Daily" will be suspended for the next week for self-examination. Please remember to pack a white envelope for Wei Sir's family and express my condolences. Thank you."

(End of this chapter)