On the one hand, I am giving my hands as a courtesy, and on the other hand, I am thinking in my heart, what kind of drama is this play today?

On the night when he officially took over the position of president, the old master Wei Jueqing, the former president, specially took his hand and said, "Bin Kui, many people disagree with you as president this time, and I always feel that it will take another ten years of training, at least five years." I went to persuade them one by one. Do you know why? Guangyu Society is now glamorous but internal and external troubles are continuous, outside Runyu Society, Puyu Society is aggressive, especially Runyu Society was originally created by Guangyu traitors, in recent years, there have been a lot of loud files in Shanghai, Puyu Society is relying on female bullet words in Shencheng to win people's eyes and ears, there are more than a dozen of their own bookstores, but also a small prince. Suzhou is now in decline, and their development in Shanghai is tantamount to taking the lead. Troubles?"

The old man rubbed his eyes and continued, "A group of people, I don't think about how to improve in calligraphy, I think about how to sit in the position of president all day long, and then form a party to fight privately, you have to be especially careful of that Jia Ziliang, he is five years older than you in terms of age, and it is reasonable to be the president in terms of qualifications, but why I have been pressing him in the position of director is because this person is not right." ”

"Bin Kui, I know your thoughts, you are the grandson of the prince of Guangyu Society, a storyteller, "Da Hong Pao" was a bad book back then, and now it has been repaired by you and become a book, and I know the hard work in the meantime. I'm old but my eyes don't dazzle, and now I still have mung beans between my fingers, except for a few of our old things, which is you. “

Talking a little too much in one breath, the old man's breath was a little uncatchable, he blew the paper media in his hand, ignited the white copper hookah in his arms, "Gollum" took two puffs, and continued after a while, "What about you, you still want to start a sect and get a Yang tune out, but I tell you, in the blink of an eye, you won't be confused, and it is basically impossible to innovate at this age." In fact, many old masters want to say this, I stop them or I will talk about it, first, you and I usually have a personal relationship, I have always regarded you as your own nephew, and secondly, I can be regarded as a Wei transfer myself, and I barely have this qualification. The new tune doesn't come with a lot of effort. Your talent is higher than that of ordinary Taoists, but you are still a breath away from the grandmaster, don't underestimate this breath, from Chen Ma and Yu San's family to today's 200 years, there are now thousands of storytellers in the world, but there are only a dozen kinds of tunes that are sung. Do you want to see Zhu Jiesheng's Zhu Yu tune, Huang Zhaoxiong's Huang Yu tune, Jiang Ruting's Jiang Yu tune, you know all of them, how talented they are, how diligent they are, you also know, do you really think you can overshadow them? You can adjust your Yang Yu now and put it up neatly, it's almost enough. ”

Yang Binkui sighed silently, this is not wrong, but the aspiring storyteller doesn't want to name a new tune after his own name?

Wei Jueqing smiled and said, "You can't do it, but don't be sad." Your son Ah Long is very promising, I can't be wrong to look at people with these eyes, you look at Shen Jian'an and Xue Xiaoqing, isn't it that I discovered it single-handedly? ”

"Old master, don't say it, I know what I mean, from now on I will do my best for social affairs." Yang Binkui was moved.

Wei Jueqing patted him on the shoulder, "This position, look at the glamour, it's really baking on the fire, being a person must be flexible and loyal, or be able to sing and write, it's only you who turn over and over." Don't be afraid, we're old men here to support you. Second, after you become president, there are a lot of things, and I guess I don't have much time to take care of your little guy. After you go back, talk to Zhenxiong and Zhenyan, if you don't understand anything in the future, just come to ask me, and if you meet something I don't understand, I will personally catch a few old turtles who sing Yu tunes to answer. ”

Wei Jueqing took another sip of hookah and looked at Yang Binkui kindly, the latter felt that the old man's eyes, which were already slightly cloudy, seemed to be able to see his heart, and all the thoughts in his mind were in his eyes under these eyes. "Just now I asked you to sing Yang Yu well, do you think I'm comforting you? No, you pass this on to Ah Long, and then let him continue to research and develop on your basis, the brand of Guangyushe will ultimately depend on him. The old man won't have a few days to live, so he won't stunt you about this again. Actually, I really like Ah Long, but it's a pity that I can't accept him as an apprentice at my age. ”

Yang Binkui was overjoyed, who is Wei Jueqing? single-handedly created Wei tune, two disciples Shen Jian'an has Shen tune, Xue Xiaoqing has Xue tune, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person to play the word patriarch at the moment, such a Taishan Beidou is willing to teach his son in person. How can he not be excited.

He was recalling the past, and the table was a little cold for a while, and Jia Ziliang quickly warmed up, "Mr. Geng and Mr. Jin met me at the Cangzhou Bookstore in Shanghai, and thanks to their support, my business is okay." This time, the two of them just wanted to go around Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so I volunteered to be a guide. ”

Geng Jiaji said, "Our first stop is Suzhou, and if we don't visit Guangyu Society in Suzhou, wouldn't we go back empty-handed in Baoshan." As soon as I saw Mr. Yang today, I knew that we had come to the right place. After speaking, he and Bai Xiongying glanced at each other slightly, and both sides saw from each other's eyes that things were a little difficult to handle.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and in April, it is the end of the first quarter, and the second quarter begins to carry out various administrative plans, and the evaluation reports come like flowing water, and the public officials of all sizes are miserable. The mung beans on Yang Binkui's fingertips became more and more lively, and his heart lit up, but he was afraid that he still valued his identity, after all, he could call most of the storytellers in the world with a wave of his hand.

Yang Binkui is indeed an administrative material, and he guessed the intentions of the two of them.

The two of them are worth their own money, but they each have their own grievances that are not enough for outsiders.

Let's talk about Geng Jiaji first, he is a native of Songjiang, Jiangsu, the word is good, the land of Su Song has produced the seeds of reading since the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the Geng family is no exception, the family has thousands of acres of land attached to Guo under the name of the big landlord, and his father is the minister of the former Qing Dynasty envoy to Belgium. At the age of seven, he went to study in France with his father. After returning to China, he first served in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Beiyang, and had some friendship with Zhang Qun, so Zhang Qun hired him as a French secretary soon after becoming mayor, and he did have talent and skill, Zhang Qun left office after he was not affected and still did his public office.

At that time, it was the most rampant time when the official opium sales in Shanghai were most rampant, a large amount of opium was transported from the British and American ships, and after entering Wusongkou, everything was guided by the Sanxin Company, so the opium trade, which was illegal in the public concession, was openly sold in the French Concession, and the French side from the consul general to the general agent were all involved in the period, and the French Concession and the Chinese side of all kinds of administrative exchanges naturally could not bypass his secretary Geng, and even later simply took charge of the sale of official land, and there was land and wealth!

Involved in drug trafficking allowed him to quickly become rich and have fun with ordinary gangsters.