255 Vice President

Chen Fei only stayed in Yang Xiyue's hut for a while.

He wanted to stay there and not leave.

He likes the feeling of being with Yang Xiyue very much, it is relaxed, comfortable and warm. He can occasionally do a little intimate moves, kisses, etc.

However, for now, Chen Fei is still very restrained. At most, he is to touch with his hands and does not go further.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he doesn’t want Yang Xiyue to be embarrassed.

In that regard, Yang Xiyue is a relatively traditional girl, but... she is very accommodating to Chen Fei now. She likes Chen Fei very much. If Chen Fei makes a request, she usually agrees, and she doesn't want Chen Fei to feel too sad. If Chen Fei says kiss me, I feel so uncomfortable as if it is about to explode, then she will definitely satisfy Chen Fei, but Chen Fei doesn't want her to fight against heaven and man in her heart, so she always stops.

Moreover, he also wants to give this beautiful love a happy ending.

So at most he and Yang Xiyue were kissing and touching each other, and did not act more excessively.

He actually wanted to stay with Yang Xiyue for a while, but Yang Xiyue still had class in the afternoon, and he also received a call.

Lin Xiangdong called him: "Hey, Chen Fei, are you free in the afternoon?"

afternoon?

Chen Fei thought for a while, and the secretary Xu Yun seemed to have not arranged any activities for him for the time being, so he said, "Some."

"Can you come to our General Political Department?"

"certainly."

"Okay, then let's meet in the afternoon and say, where are you? I'll ask Xiao Zhang to pick you up!"

"No, I'll drive here myself."

"Okay, let's chat in the afternoon, goodbye."

"goodbye."

So Chen Fei separated from Yang Xiyue at around two o'clock.

He drove to the General Political Department.

Seeing his car, the guards walked out of the booth and wanted to come over to ask, but he soon saw Chen Fei, so he quickly turned around and turned back, opened the access control as quickly as possible, and shouted: "Salute!"

The guards on both sides of the door raised their hands at the same time and saluted Chen Fei solemnly.

Although Chen Fei didn't come to the General Political Department very much, the people here respected him very much. This kind of respect was not a formality or pressure, but was from the heart and true feelings.

On the one hand, Chen Fei's talent in making movies is unmatched, which makes people in the General Political Department admire him. On the other hand, whenever Chen Fei makes movies, he always picks actors and staff from the General Political Department. Although the starring roles are generally not their turn, they basically choose other roles. Therefore, the employees of the General Political Department often have work to do and have money to take, so everyone naturally likes him.

As soon as Chen Fei parked the car, a staff member in a uniform came to the side, smiled and led him to Lin Xiangdong's office.

"Old Lin!"

"Chen Fei!"

The two of them reached out and held it, both exerting force to show that they liked each other.

Lin Xiangdong was energetic and his eyes were bright, as if he was ten years younger.

His office is actually quite large, but it is simple and simple. He has placed a few pots of green plants, a few bookcases, and then there is an office desk and a set of simple reception sofas, without any other messy things.

"Chen Fei, sit!"

Lin Xiangdong took Chen Fei to the sofa and sat down, brewed tea himself, and poured a cup for Chen Fei himself.

When boiling water is rinsed, the tea fragrance is everywhere, the fragrance is mellow and stunning.

"Good tea!" Chen Fei took a sip and exclaimed.

He didn't have so many rules to drink tea. He threw a handful of tea leaves at least 1,000 milliliters, then filled it with boiling water. When the water temperature dropped to a suitable level, he picked up Gudong Gudong and drank more than half in one breath.

After becoming his secretary, Xu Yun laughed at him several times, saying that he was a cow chewing peonies and wasting tea. Every time Chen Fei heard it, he would retort with a smile, saying that he was pointing to his original heart, returning to the essence, drinking tea, isn’t what he drank the essence extracted from the tea? Everything else was added. He was removing the false and retaining the truth, pointing to the original heart, and every time Xu Yun was speechless by him.

However, this does not mean that he does not know how to drink Kung Fu tea. In fact, he has a deep understanding of the tea ceremony.

When Lin Xiangdong heard Chen Fei's praise, he laughed and felt a little proud: "I came back from picking this in the southwest myself, and I also hired a local teamaker to process it myself. It's only five taels in total, and I'll give you half in a while."

"Okay, remember to remind me later."

Chen Fei and Lin Xiangdong are already very familiar with each other, so they don’t need to be so polite. He has also had a few meals at his house. Lin Xiangdong’s wife likes him very much. Every time she goes, she has to cook a table full of dishes, which makes him mouth full of oil.

The two of them chatted casually, and Lin Xiangdong talked about the main thing: "Chen Fei, I read the article in News Weekly. What are the things mentioned above really your thoughts?"

"Really." Chen Fei nodded and said very seriously.

In that interview, Chen Fei revealed his grand idea, which is to set up a film club, earn money from people around the world, and promote Chinese culture together.

This thing was actually done before, and Lin Xiangdong and the others made a proposal, but because there were some problems in the middle... it has not been done.

Lin Xiangdong heard this and nodded, suddenly said without warning: "Chen Fei, our general government, as well as the naval government, air government, and some other writers from other departments have reached an agreement. Everyone is ready to withdraw from the Writers Association collectively!"

What?

Chen Fei was shocked.

He put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head, his eyes slightly condensed, and he looked at Lin Xiangdong very seriously.

The military has at least 30 members in the Writers Association, many of which are still big, and so many people have withdrawn...

Once this news spreads, it will surely shock the whole country.

In a word, this is a big event.

This shows that the military writers' dissatisfaction with the Writers Association has reached its peak and they have become angry.

Chen Fei looked at Lin Xiangdong seriously.

Lin Xiangdong also looked back at him seriously. Soon, Lin Xiangdong said: "In order to respond to our writers' comrades-in-arms, we decided that the filmmakers from the General Political Department, the Air Affairs Bureau, the Maritime Affairs Bureau, and other relevant units would also collectively withdraw from the corresponding association."

Chen Fei narrowed his eyes.

He is no longer the same as before. He knows a lot of secrets, so he naturally understands what this means.

Simply put, many people in the Writers Association and Film Association are really too outrageous, which has caused great dissatisfaction among relevant military creative artists.

Although these writers and filmmakers, TV people, and people in the music industry have all kinds of problems, there is one thing that others can never compare with, that is, they still have bottom lines and pursuits, and they still have some ideals in their hearts, and they have not all fallen into the eyes of money.

Of course, this does not mean that all the people in the military are good people, and some have been degenerated, so they all retreated early. Most of the people who can persist in creating in the army have some ideas, not all of them looking at money.

But others are different. Some writers write everything, say everything, and scold everything after taking money from overseas institutions!

Lin Xiangdong was silent for a while before then he looked up at Chen Fei and said, "So we want to re-establish the Federation of Literary and Arts by ourselves. This Federation, I will serve as the president. I mean, you will join too, and I hope you can serve as the vice president of the Federation."

Vice President?

Chen Fei was stunned for a moment, and soon he refused: "Lao Lin, it is definitely okay to join the Federation, but it is not appropriate to serve as vice president. My qualifications are too shallow after all!"

"Who dares to say that you are not qualified enough?" Lin Xiangdong asked back.

"..." Chen Fei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he found that he really couldn't find anything to say.

Lin Xiangdongdao: "In terms of literature, your Harry Potter has become famous all over the world, with a huge circulation and an amazing influence. Who has the ability to do this in China today?

You are not qualified, who is qualified? Can you let those who are fat and big-eared people in the Writers Association who only know how to swear by us all day long?

Anyway, the writers in our army agreed that you are the vice president, and many people even want you to be the president, but I think that the president has too many things, and you are also in constant business, so you definitely don’t have that much time!"

Without giving Chen Fei any chance to speak, Lin Xiangdong said again: "As for the movie, you have three self-directed and acted works, "Wolf Warrior", "Top Gun", "The First Blood", Wolf Warrior's national box office of more than 10 billion yuan, and "Top Gun" has a global box office of 4 billion US dollars, setting a new world record. No one can break it yet. "The First Blood" is still on the screen, but don't you estimate that the box office will be more than 3 billion US dollars? This kind of ability is unmatched in China today. If you don't be the vice president, who will be?"

Chen Fei lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said seriously: "Okay, Lao Lin, I'll do it!"

"That's right!" Lin Xiangdong raised his head and patted his shoulder: "You are also a soldier. Soldiers must look like soldiers. Now, so many writers and filmmakers across the country hope that someone will stand up and lead them to the whole world, develop together, and move forward steadily and seriously. You have to do whatever you want and must do without hesitation!"

Chen Fei nodded.

At six o'clock in the afternoon of that day, Chen Fei returned to Yuhe Entertainment.

Xu Yun was packing up his things and preparing to get off work.

"Xu Yun, work overtime tonight!" Chen Fei said to Xu Yun.

"Ah?" Xu Yun turned around and widened his eyes, as if he was scared. For a moment, she pouted and said, "Evil capitalist!"

"What did you say?" Chen Fei was amused and crying.

"I said you are a vicious capitalist, and you know how to exploit and exploit our working people. I finally made an appointment with my best friend tonight!"

Chen Fei scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "Okay, then you go for a meal."

Xu Yun blinked, her eyes were clearly black and white, as clear as a child's eyes. She blinked, moved her head, looked at Chen Fei with her head left and right, then laughed and asked, "Brother Fei, what's the matter?"

"The artists in the military want to re-establish a literary and artistic association and want me to be the vice president, so they want to formulate relevant regulations and do other tasks!"

ah?

Xu Yun was shocked.

Shhh—

Chen Fei hurriedly made a ban on voice gesture.

"Just as long as you know this, don't spread it for the time being."

"Well, I understand Brother Fei!" Xu Yun nodded quickly, his little head as if pecking at rice.

"Brother Fei, what should I do?" Xu Yun put down his bag and took off his coat.

"You go and have a meal."

"Not going!"

"Didn't you make an appointment with your best friend?"
Chapter completed!