Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

The dock was bustling with people clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

Adhering to the principle of always getting along with the people on the water, Lu Wendong, under the protection of Luo Tianhong, Manzi and others, raised his wine glass and toasted the people on the water.

"President."

With his face flushed from drinking, Lu's father mustered his courage and pulled Lu Zhilian, who was out of place among the Tanka people, in front of Lu Wendong.

"My son, Lianzai, is coming home today."

"Wen Dong..."

The people around immediately erupted in anger: "What did you say?"

Lu Wendong smiled and shook hands with Lu Zhilian: "Zhilian, welcome back to Shek Pai Wan."

Lu Zhilian from the anti-corruption storm!

Not all Tanka people are content to drift on the sea.

First there was Wu Yajiao, the red-haired woman who bought a whole street in Central, and then there was Bu Huaquan (the floating city tycoon), who rose from a barefoot fisherman to become a Chinese tycoon in the East India Company!

The most famous one now is Lei Guantai, who started with a few small sampans and transported supplies to the mainland during the Anti-Eagle period!

Unlike other Tanka people, Lu Zhilian had no sense of awe or respect for Lu Wendong.

"You're amazing now."

Lu Wendong smiled slightly: "If we're not strong, we'll be bullied by others."

He raised his glass: "People on the water, we must unite."

The crowd immediately responded loudly.

Lu Zhilian instantly became invisible.

He thought to himself, "I just said one sentence, and you're already putting on airs..."

"President."

Mr. Lu stammered, "Lianzi isn't happy working for the government..."

Lu Wendong said "Oh," and he sorted through his memories.

It turns out that Lu Zhilian has not yet taken the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) exam; currently, he is just a low-level employee in the government.

"Come to my office later to talk, have lunch first."

Lu Wendong raised his glass: "Brothers and sisters, enjoy your meal and drinks."

"I, Lu Wendong, assure everyone!"

His voice was strong and clear.

"No matter what Seac Pai Van was like in the past, as long as we, the people living on the water, are united, Seac Pai Van will only get better and better in the future."

Luo Xiang'an quietly squeezed in front of Lu Wendong and whispered in his ear.

"President!"

"Just received the message."

"The Hung Hing gang leaders have already brought Chiang Tin-yeung back to Hong Kong Island."

Lu Wendong nodded with a smile and patted Luo Xiang'an on the shoulder.

"Little Luo, today is a happy day. Let's have a drink with the villagers."

"yes!"

Luo Xiang'an watched Lu Wendong chatting and laughing in the crowd, completely unconcerned about Jiang Tianyang's return.

The slight fear in my heart gradually subsided.

……

"1985 yuan?"

Upon hearing about Lu Zhilian's current monthly salary, Lu Wendong was taken aback.

The lowest-paying industry on Hong Kong Island is currently the cleaning services industry, with an average monthly salary of HK$1559.

The highest-paid positions are in technical consulting, at NT$5464;

Wages on construction sites will be calculated separately.

On average, the monthly salary is about 3500 yuan.

Therefore, Lu Wendong offered a basic monthly salary of 4000 yuan to the guard team and security personnel.

For team leaders, the basic monthly salary is 6000 yuan.

Lu Wendong wanted to win people's hearts, but he did so within a reasonable scope.

It's absolutely impossible that he would offer his team members a high salary of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan when the average monthly salary outside is 3500 yuan.

That's not winning people's hearts, that's nurturing enemies.

Lu Wendong said calmly, "According to the Gazette report, this year, your civil servants' salaries have increased by 10% and 8% respectively compared to last year, both in monetary and real terms!"

Lu Zhilian was immediately taken aback.

Gazette?

They increased by 10% and 8% respectively?

Lu Wendong actually reads the Gazette?

That was an all-English newspaper!

Only compradors, tycoons, or foreigners on Hong Kong Island would watch it.

Lei Guantai's initial capital came from seeing a news article in the Gazette about disposing of used machinery...

Lu Zhilian kept his head down and remained silent.

Mr. Lu stammered, "Chairman, the foreigners only give raises to themselves."

"Lianzi!"

Seeing Lu Zhilian's useless appearance, Lu's father got a little angry and poked Lu Zhilian's arm.

"The president rarely takes time out of his way, why are you pretending to be so quiet?"

"Hurry up."

Lu Zhilian could only say helplessly, "President, you're talking about average figures."

"From 1977 to 1983, the government adjusted salaries!"

The minimum wage for entry-level employees has increased from 615 yuan to 1395 yuan, an increase of 780 yuan.

However, the salary of the foreign management team increased from 19800 yuan to 40850 yuan, an increase of 21000 yuan.

From 83 to 84, the salary for entry-level employees increased to 1605 yuan, an increase of 210 yuan, while the highest point reached 46900 yuan, an increase of 6050 yuan.

"Among Hong Kong's 170,000 civil servants, 47,000 grassroots employees earn less than HK$2,000 a month, but only 1,000 senior staff members earn between HK$20,000 and HK$40,000 a month, plus housing allowances of over HK$10,000."

"so…"

Lu Wendong picked up a teacup from the table, took a sip of tea, and slowly said, "You didn't resist?"

He wasn't surprised by the huge gap.

The foreigners are part of the management team and are the rule-makers in Hong Kong.

They are outsiders!

He will leave Hong Kong Island once his term expires.

Given this, when making the rules, they will definitely favor themselves.

However, what Lu Wendong found strange was the sheer size of the disparity!

How could these civil servants tolerate this?

A glint of light flashed in Lu Wendong's eyes.

It turns out that even grassroots civil servants on Hong Kong Island are among the oppressed...

That would give the boatman and the group of government officials a basis for communication...

Are we now considered comrades in the same social class?

Lu Zhilian smiled bitterly, his head hanging low, looking like a deflated balloon.

"We fought."

"We formed a civil servants' union, we went on strike, and we negotiated with the government."

"But none of them had any effect."

Lu Wendong placed the teacup on the table, then spoke authoritatively: "Raise your head!"

Lu Zhilian involuntarily raised his head.

"Lu Zhilian! Your dignity has been thrown to the ground! I want you to pick it up."

According to Lu Zhilian, at least 4 civil servants are being exploited.

In theory, if these people unite, they can definitely succeed in securing benefits for themselves.

Why did we fail to succeed?

The highly experienced Lu Wendong immediately judged that there must be something wrong with the direction of the struggle among these civil servants and with their internal affairs!

Lu Zhilian's face turned bright red.

"We people living on the water used to be bullied."

"A dozen or so gangsters can run rampant in the fish market and freely extract commissions from us."

"Every household works hard from the beginning to the end of the year, but the money they earn is not even enough to pay the exorbitant interest rates."

Why?

"Because we're not united!"

"Lu Zhilian!"

Lu Wendong thought to himself, "A scholar's rebellion will not succeed in ten years!"

The civil servants on Hong Kong Island are the best proof of this.

The foreigners are confident that Lu Zhilian and his ilk won't amount to anything!

"Do you know why you've been unsuccessful?"

"Because you're begging on your knees!"

"We're afraid things will escalate, and the foreigners will actually fire you!"

"So you only dare to work in small groups, but you've never thought about uniting all the civil servant unions in Hong Kong."

Lu Wendong immediately saw the problem.

"We want better treatment, but we're also afraid of standing out and angering the foreigners."

Lu Wendong scoffed: "You call yourself a college student!"

"Don't they know that道理 (principles/reasoning) aren't taught through words, but through punishment!"

"Lacking a clear political orientation and failing to fully mobilize the general public, they are base their delusions on the democracy of foreigners!"

"Without sufficient struggle! In your current state, you won't achieve anything even in a hundred years!"

struggle?

A raging fire ignited in Lu Zhilian's heart!