Vol 7 Chapter 305: Old branches and new shoots (5)

"This time it's the leader who sets the stage, and you sing." Wang Bin dropped the speech and pre-interview response draft prepared by Wang Ai: "No."
Wang Ai sat in the study room in DC District and faced his father: "I used to say what I wanted to say, no one cared about me."
Wang Bin took a sip of tea and said, "Are singers not allowed to listen to the director? What? Do you still want to play the drums again, and leave the leader to play by yourself? Actually, it's okay, you are the number one person in the world, and you still care about one. What does the old man think?"
Wang Ai coughed and rubbed his face, then retracted the manuscript: "I finally wrote it, I'm not feeling well these days."
Wang Bin glanced at his son, then looked at him again, then looked at him again, considering that there are three grandchildren and one granddaughter outside, it would be difficult to beat his son again, so he had to bear his temper: "A question can have thousands of answers, you Why is there only one? Even the same truth can be described in many ways. Even the same answer can be described in different ways. I remember, you studied philosophy, right? Use me to teach you? I am High school student!"
Wang Ai pretended not to hear his father's sarcasm, leaned against the back of the sofa with the manuscript in his hand, and said distressedly: "Why? I don't even think about it myself, the country doesn't worry about me conquering such a large-scale chain stadium. The hearts of the fans, and then shouted high?"
"You? Climb up and shout? What are you calling? 10010?" Wang Bin was exasperated.
"...Treat comrades as warm as spring!" Wang Ai held back for a long time.
"Fuck off!" Wang Bin waved his hand irritably, and stared at the newspaper on the table, his hand tickled again, and endured for a long time: "I said you were crazy, what did you just say? You are the largest chain football stadium in the country? Do you want face? Why are you the biggest?"
Wang Ai's eyes widened: "I, the star income list for 13 consecutive years! I can earn 500 million euros a year! I invest most of this money in the stadium, and I also get support from local governments. Who else has so much spare money besides me? Why haven't I heard of it? I'm not the biggest? Who is older than me?"
After Wang Bin listened to his son patiently, two fires spewed from his nose: "Ministry of Education!"
"What?"
Seeing that his son was still confused, Wang Bin's hand finally reached out to the newspaper, and before waving it up, he finally reminded: "What does the school playground look like? How many schools are there in the country?"
Watching his son shrink his neck, Wang Bin finally didn't do anything, but he didn't show any mercy: "You are still the largest in the country? The Ministry of Education has accumulated at least hundreds of thousands of stadiums for decades. What did they say? You are only one. Ten thousand seats dare to boast the largest in the country? What about the face?"
"Alas." Wang Ai sighed deeply, "I didn't expect it."
"I think you are being carried away by the people around you! Even if the leader sets up a stage for you, you like to ignore it, God? Football is a plaything, so what if you play the best? Do ordinary people eat an extra bowl of rice or buy an extra car? Your business is pure consumption, not production! In this world, consumption is always easy to produce and difficult to produce. What are you? Give you a cold face?"
Wang Ai scratched his face and listened to his father's criticism. He waited until his father was almost spraying him before saying, "Yes, you are right, that's how bad the attitude is."
Wang Bin ignored him and directly picked up the teacup to drink water.
Wang Ai thought for a while: "Well, the country doesn't worry about me messing with it, then this is a good thing for the country, so why does it have to be at this time? Isn't it bad at the end of the year? When summarizing, it should be right or wrong. Isn't it? I think the country knows about this, so it's better to let it go at a good time?"
Wang Bin looked at his son and found that his son didn't mean to be shy. It wasn't that he wanted to make things bigger, but he really didn't understand, so he calmed down his anger and said: "You are usually too busy and rarely pay attention to your football. news from outside the circle."
Speaking of this, Wang Bin stood up and walked to the door, and saw Huang Xin among a bunch of chattering women: "Xiao Huang, come here and tell Wang Ai the news of the entertainment industry in the past two years."
Huang Xin walked in bewildered. She also forgot to close the doors of the study and the living room outside. Leoni smiled and shrunk her head in a gesture of coming up and closing the door. Wang Bin likes this foreign daughter-in-law just as much as Ai Xiaoqing. She's arrogant and has few worries. She looks a little crazy, but when she really wants to use her, she can still hold it up.
So facing Leoni, who actually wanted to eavesdrop, Wang Bin pretended not to see it and called Huang Xin: "I heard about Jackie Chan's son last month? Was he arrested for taking drugs? You should focus on this aspect. ."
Huang Xin, the chief executive of Beyond Entertainment, is of course familiar with this news, even more than the public knows. So at Wang Bin's request, he began to gamble with Wang Aike's stars on the overturned car incident.
Wang Ai listened attentively, with a look of emotion flashing on his face from time to time, some of which were particularly influential. He had heard it before his rebirth, but most of them were completely unknown to him. It stands to reason that Chaoyue Entertainment is a part of Chaoyue Company, and Chaoyue Sports is a sister company. As long as Wang Ai is willing to go there for a few days and nights, he will not be able to listen to similar gossip, but his instinctive disgust for there has been over the years. Although there is no shortage of dealings with literary and artistic stars, but basically there is no deep relationship. Even the Chinese star football team is actually more of an official cooperation than a private cooperation.
So listening to Huang Xin's gentle words, not only Wang Bin and Wang Ai's father and son, but also the women outside were attracted and sent out bursts of "Oh, he is like this", "And this matter. What?" Waiting for a sigh.
If you don't ask, don't know, if you ask, you will be shocked. This society is so weird, and the entertainment industry can account for three-quarters of it. Because the desire in life is nothing more than food and sex, and it happens that these two entertainment circles are concentrated in supply, so why not attract the most spending power?
When Huang Xin was almost finished, Wang Ai nodded: "I understand, Dad."
"What do you understand?" Wang Bin asked casually while adding tea to Huang Xin.
"In any case, the entertainment industry supplies spiritual and cultural products to the people, so many accidents have affected the supply of products, and to a certain extent, the image of the circle and even the country. Throwing me out at this time just happened to rush Let's be reconciled. The country doesn't need to say it clearly, and people from all walks of life will naturally come out to interpret it, which shows that the stars are not useless and dark, but there are still good people." Wang Ai paused after saying this, and subconsciously looked into the room The four women outside the house suddenly said dejectedly: "Really?"
Wang Bin didn't see his son's little actions, or pretended not to see it: "I will go home tonight and revise the manuscript. I will ask the leadership secretary for advice tomorrow. You can have your own personality and methods, but the tone depends on the leader."