The supervisor glanced at his phone and quickly picked it up.
The person who called wasn't a high-ranking official. He was just a secretary.
However, he was the secretary of his superior.
"Li Mi, why are you calling? What's the matter?"
"President Liu (To avoid unnecessary trouble, we will be collectively referred to as President X in the future), President Zhou is looking for you.”
"Now?" Old Liu quivered.
"Yes, I asked you to come to the office now.”
" Okay, okay, okay…" Old Liu said three words in a row and left his office quickly.
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Five minutes later, Old Liu sat on the sofa in a large office nervously.
In front of him was a middle-aged man in his sixties. He exuded a refined aura.
Zhou Yaoxian, the head of the cultural department.
Doesn't this name sound familiar?
Yes, he was Zhou Bingnan's second son and also Zhou Yixian's half-brother.
He was not as good at painting as his father and brother, but he had inherited his mother's shrewdness and ability. He had been promoted from a cultural teacher to his current position.
Zhou Yao first placed a cup of tea beside Old Liu's hand and said with a smile,""Have a taste. It's this year's new tea."
"Director Zhou, you're too polite! What's the matter?"
Zhou Yao sat down opposite him first." Your department is in charge of this mess. It's been quite chaotic recently."”
Chaos?
Old Liu was stunned.
Wasn't that a matter of course?
The internet was a new media, and it was more explosive and chaotic than any other traditional media.
The reason was because the threshold was low.
Everyone, as long as they had a device, a network cable, and could type, could express their views and opinions on the Internet.
Freedom and disorder were the characteristics of the internet.
However, Zhou Yaoxian, his immediate superior, said the word 'chaotic'. The meaning behind it was worth pondering.
"You mean…"
Zhou Yao took the remote control from his desk and turned on the projector.
Chen Feng's speech-like video started playing on the white wall.
"Do you know about this person?”
Old Liu nodded.
Of course, he knew him.
This matter had already spread to the streets today, and everyone knew about it.
However, as long as it was not out of line, the officials would not interfere.
As the video ended, rows of comments, replies, and Weibo posts of many celebrity endorsers appeared on the wall.
In the end, it stopped at a description of Zhou Bingnan.
This paragraph was written vividly, describing how Zhou Bingnan was elegant and unrestrained, drunk among flowers, and had no inspiration when painting, so he lingered in the brothel.
An artistic life, but also a romantic life.
It wasn't long, but it was written in a wonderful way. People who didn't have a good understanding of Zhou Bingnan's life were easily drawn into it.
When Old Liu saw this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Who was Zhou Bingnan?
Master of Chinese Arts! He had a very close relationship with many of the older generation's leaders. In their eyes, he was a master and a distinguished guest.
When he fought against the Japanese, I heard that he not only lost his hand but also sold his family property to fund our own team.
Was such a person someone that these internet scoundrels could slander and insult?
And even if he threw away this glory, he still had a special identity...
He was Zhou Yaoxian's father!
Zhou Yao pointed at the words on the wall and smiled."If they didn't write it, I wouldn't have known that my father had such an amazing past.”
Old Liu's blood turned cold.
He had been in charge of the internet for ten years. He had also worked under Zhou Yaoxian for ten years.
He knew this old leader very well.
Zhou Yaoxian, who was born in a scholarly family, had always been expressionless. However, when he smiled like this, it meant that he was angry! And he was furious!
"CEO Zhou, don't be angry! I'll do it now!"
"Xiao Liu, you have to understand that this is not my private matter.
The old man was already so old that he did not care about any Tom, Dick, or Harry jumping around in front of him.
In his words, merits and demerits would be judged by future generations.
But I can tell you something.
The old man had said that this young man called Chen Feng was not an ordinary person.
He believed that in the near future, he would soon become the inheritor of the national intangible cultural heritage.
I'm sure you know what it means to be the heir of a national intangible cultural heritage before the age of 20. What position would he sit in the future?”
"In the entire nine provinces of China, our aircraft carriers have gone into the sea, and our space stations have gone into the sky! Our high-speed railway is number one in the world.
However, some people said on the Internet that the moon in foreign countries was rounder than the moon in the nine provinces.
Foreign-made things are good and expensive. Our own works of art are just swindlers!
It even escalated to the problem of the opposition between men and women.
"Some people are burying their heads in studying our own traditional crafts and our own art. They didn't spend a single cent from the country. They relied on themselves to promote the culture of the nine provinces and promote Chinese art.
However, they were carrying a heavy burden.
This weight was actually imposed on them by their own people.
How can this not make people feel disappointed?"
Zhou Yaoxian slammed the table heavily.
"If this matter isn't handled properly, I probably won't be the one talking to you next time. "I believe that the higher-ups will definitely not allow a person who does nothing or is lazy to exist in a key position.”
Zhou Yao paused for a moment." Alright, I don't want to say anything else."
I hope you can correct your work attitude.
You're only in your early 50s. You still have plenty of opportunities.
One had to know which was more important. Don't let a relationship that wasn't worth mentioning cause you to suffer a huge setback!”
"Yes, yes, yes, I understand." "I promise, Mr. Zhou!" Old Liu nodded his head vigorously. I will not disappoint you when I return. I will not disappoint the people who are determined to spread the Chinese civilization. I will not disappoint the people.”
Old Liu stood up and patted his chest.
Zhou Yao didn't say anything else. He just nodded.
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Old Liu also ran back to his office like a fly. He didn't even take the elevator.
He couldn't care less about the sweat on his body. He immediately turned on his computer and quickly flipped through it, taking notes with a pen and paper.
He wrote down more than ten names.
He made a phone call without stopping.
There was only one message in each of these calls.
Immediately, immediately, hold a meeting!
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