1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 512, Second Move

"Mr. Zhai, Jurassic Park has broken box office records again today..."

"Mr. Zhai, Girls' Generation's popularity has soared this time they returned to Hong Kong..."

"Mr. Zhai, four comic books including Pokémon..."

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Upon returning to Hong Kong, the heads of various companies under the entertainment group successively reported good news at the start of the new year.

997's stock price has been soaring.

Zhai Yuan, however, was completely uninterested.

"If we can't solve the problems in the New Territories, our minds won't be at peace!"

Just after TVB announced the launch of a new program, "Women's Voices," in prime time,
The following day, over a thousand men from the New Territories flocked to Hong Kong Island and Kowloon.

They first surrounded the Broadcasting and Television Administration and signed a petition to protest the broadcast of the program "Women's Voice".

They surrounded TVB's TV City in Clearwater Bay and demanded that the recording of their program be stopped.

The crowd was a sea of ​​men from various villages in the New Territories, with white headscarves and strips of cloth bearing their village names hanging from their chests. They waved banners that read "Officials are forcing the people to rebel," "Ancestral rules cannot be changed," and "The right to have male offspring is passed down to sons, not daughters," and their chants of protest were deafening.

The disciplined forces were on high alert, drawing uniformed officers from various districts to form a standoff with the men of the New Territories, erecting barricades and sounding sirens incessantly.

Major media outlets had already arrived at the scene, with cameras and microphones all pointed at both sides of the conflict...

In a word, it's chaos!

Liu Huangfa spoke out through the media, facing the camera with righteous indignation: "For decades, we New Territories people have always been law-abiding. Now, some people are trying to demolish our ancestral tablets and destroy our century-old traditions, which will inevitably trigger large-scale and fierce resistance from the villagers!"

The three younger sisters stood beside Liu Huangfa, some speaking earnestly and others righteously.

"Women are born to marry. Once married, they will naturally be taken care of by their husband's family. What's the use of Ding Quan? It's just a waste of money for outsiders."

"Women are naturally delicate and lack the ability to support a family. Passing the Ding right to women will only turn them into tools for developers to acquire land, which will ultimately harm us."

"Outsiders just don't know our New Territories customs. In a family, the man needs the woman's consent to inherit the estate. But we women in the New Territories have always respected filial piety and virtue, and we refuse to compete with men. This is a woman's duty."

After watching the news broadcast, Zhai Yuan suddenly felt that he shouldn't bother to take Girls' Generation to Japan to promote harmony.

Send them to the New Territories for some training; that will instantly dispel any thoughts of jealousy and rivalry between them.

January 10th, Wednesday.

Amidst a cacophony of protests, Chizuko Ueno and her group of feminists arrived in Hong Kong as scheduled.

The spirit of contract!

As the flight landed, five female characters in advance, all at max level, slowly walked out of the immigration hall.

Following behind them was a group of Japanese reporters carrying filming equipment, recording Ueno Chizuko and her companions' every move.

Outside the airport, two groups of people had already formed on either side.

On the left are crowds of New Territories villagers.

On the right are young and fashionable Hong Kong and Kowloon men.

They oppose it on one hand, and support it on the other.

"Go back to Japan!"

"The Ding right is passed down only to sons, not daughters!"

"Chinese people do not welcome Japanese witches!"

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"Women are not subservient!"

"Support 'Women's Voices'!"

"Promote the Convention on the Elimination of All Forms of Discrimination against Women!"

Basically, with public opinion fermenting to this point, there's almost no need for Zhai Yuan to arrange manpower.

Chizuko Ueno's supporters were either spontaneous fans or audiences stirred up by the New Territories men, and there were also plenty of people who were just there to watch the show and have some fun.

Dozens of uniformed police officers lined up between the crowd and the exit, raising shields and erecting barricades to cut a path.

But the smell of gunpowder in the air was still enough to make one hold their breath.

The flashes kept going off.
Hong Kong media cameras focused on the feminists exiting the airport.

Japanese media focused their cameras entirely on the crowds of supporters and protesters on both sides.

The five feminists, led by Chizuko Ueno, who sparked this controversy, exchanged glances after a brief moment of surprise, each seeing the excited smile hidden in the other's eyes.

The spotlight of public opinion, a free stage.

This boycott and standoff was more sensational and impactful than any academic conference!

Amidst cheers,

Suddenly, a plastic bag filled with excrement and urine flew over from the side, carrying a nauseating stench, and slammed into Ueno Chizuko's shoulder as she passed over the shield and iron horse.

Brownish-yellow liquid splattered everywhere, and a foul stench instantly filled the entire departure channel.

The atmosphere paused for a brief half-second.
Immediately, the flashes intensified, and cameras practically pressed against Chizuko Ueno's disheveled state. Chizuko Ueno lifted her chin, ignoring the dripping filth on her clothes.

She slowly raised her stained hands, opened her arms, and faced the flashing lights like a saint.

With a smile, Chizuko Ueno said to the camera, "What I've endured today is just the tip of the iceberg. This is not only the reality in Hong Kong, but also the humiliation and violence that all women in the world have to face. But precisely because of this, we must speak out and let every oppressed woman hear our voices..."

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"They deserve to earn that money!"

Zhai Yuan sat on the sofa with an air of superiority, watching Ueno Chizuko, covered in filth, through the live television broadcast. Despite her humiliation, she still managed to express her opinions on camera, turning the situation into an opportunity for fame. Zhai Yuan couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

Regarding professionalism!

Noriko Sakai knelt beside the sofa with her eyes closed, wiped the dirt off her face, and rushed into the bathroom.

"call--"

Zhai Yuan leaned back and lit a cigarette.

Hong Kong residents witnessed the feces-throwing incident at the airport via live broadcast tonight.

With the help of this momentum, the name Chizuko Ueno will soon become a hot topic of discussion throughout Hong Kong.

"Women's Voices" became a hit even before its broadcast.

Hong Kong, Japan, and Taiwan... plus the two 91 Media Group companies in Taiwan and Singapore that got firsthand information.

The war spread from Hong Kong to the international level.

In the arena of public opinion, the shield of gender issues has been erected, impenetrable and firmly established.

However, this is only the first move.
What truly ignites this small fire into a raging inferno is humankind.

Tanka people.

The indigenous women of the New Territories speak of women's rights, while the Tanka people, who have lived on the water for generations, speak of human rights.

Lei Zhendong's phone call from Yanjing City had only one main point.

Before 97, Hong Kong was under British rule.

This gave Zhai Yuan the confidence to play his second "human rights" card.

But there's no rush. The Tanka people's knife is sharper than Ueno Chizuko's; using it prematurely would easily overshadow the main purpose.

We still need to let the 'feminism' card take hold first.

It aims to empower public sentiment, align the granularity of event discussions, achieve precise push notifications for community fission, connect domestic and international private traffic, and control the public opinion environment to manage the accumulation of emotions...

Only after a closed loop of ecological transformation is finally formed can we begin to build a second growth curve.

"Play with me?"

Zhai Yuan narrowed his eyes, reviewed all the loose ends, stood up, pulled up his pants, and chuckled, "Your old man isn't good enough yet!"

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1 month 11 day,
Despite widespread opposition, "Women's Voices" persevered and began recording.

1 month 12 day,
"Women's Voices" successfully aired during prime time on TVB, and its ratings even surpassed those of popular dramas.

at the same time,

Huangzhukeng Deep Bay.

Rows of bamboo and wood houses stand near the shallow waters, and dozens of small boats are tied together, forming a small floating community.

The floating houses on the fishing rafts are closely connected to the sea, and livestock and fishing gear are kept next to the houses.

A sea breeze blew, and the numbered gang members piled up straw sandals. Che Fangqiang wrapped his clothes tighter around himself and strode into the houseboat on the wooden raft.

"Hey, where's Gao Lao Hui?"

"Brother Qiang, Brother Hui has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Led by a young boy, Che Fangqiang strolled leisurely to a large boat.

Lifting the thick curtain, a dozen or so men dressed as Tanka fishermen had already gathered in the cabin.

"Tall guy!"

"Aqiang!"

After exchanging greetings, Che Fangqiang took out an envelope from his pocket and threw a stack of Hong Kong dollars inside onto the table in front of Gao Laohui.

"Here's two hundred thousand. Uncle Dong has your men ready to do things at any time... No need to be polite. I know you know how to get things done, but if you don't accept it, you're not giving Uncle Dong face. That's all. I still have to rush to contact other ship owners. I'm off!"

Lei Zhendong was born in the 20s on a dilapidated small boat on the water.

It was called the Tanka otter from childhood.

In the 50s, Lei Zhendong towed large boats back and forth to Hong Kong, investing in seafood restaurants on the boats of the Tanka people, uniting a group of brothers and sisters.

People presented flowers to Wang Dong, the famous boatman.

In the 1980s, Lei Zhendong had become a super water tap for the Tanka people, with more than 10,000 people working under him.

Everyone called him the King of the Tanka!
(End of this chapter)