On February 16, 2009, Mr. Zhang Wenhai passed away.

Xiangwenshe’s eight theaters closed for one week, and all the actors returned to Beijing to mourn Mr. Zhang.

Chen Jun and the third brother rushed back.

Mr. Zhang is also popular in the crosstalk world, and not many people come to mourn the mainstream crosstalk world. Some people who care about their affection only ask someone to send elegiac couplets and wreaths.

This also has something to do with He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong has offended them in the past two years, so they don’t want to join the Xiangwen Club venue.

Zhang Wenhai was naturally treated with their cold treatment.

However, He Xiangdong tried to make Mr. Zhang's funeral more charming and decent.

Today, there were many media reporters, and they were all big newspapers and media. Xiang Wenshe is very popular now, and Zhang Wenhai is one of the founders of Xiang Wenshe, and they are all willing to report on it.

The obituary has been sent out, and the audience at Xiangwenshe knows the news of the old man's death.

The new audience of Xiangwen Club may not know much about Zhang Wenhai. After all, Mr. Zhang has been lying in the hospital for several years, and they only occasionally know that there is this old man from He Xiangdong's mouth.

But there are no old audiences in Xiangwenshe who don’t know Zhang Wenhai, and there are no old audiences who don’t like Zhang Wenhai.

As soon as the news of Mr. Zhang's death came out, the outside of the mourning hall was filled with old audiences who came to mourn.

The scene was filled with solemnity and sadness.

He Xiangdong was so sad that he could not suppress himself, and Fan Wenquan was also sad.

A lot of things have happened in the past two years, and many old seniors have left. At first it was He Xiangdong's master Fang Wenqi, later it was Teacher Ma, then Hou Sanye, and then Zhang Kuoru, now Zhang Wenhai has left.

There have been many things in the past two years. Zhang Wenhai knew that He Xiangdong was under a lot of fire. This child was like an active volcano and might erupt at any time.

So before he died, he told He Xiangdong to listen to Fan Wenquan's words, because only this senior can control He Xiangdong, and only he can suppress He Xiangdong.

Zhang Wenhai left, and he had been tough all his life, from throwing away his iron rice bowl and quitting the class of the Quyi Troupe, then reselling food coupons, then becoming rich in the 1980s, and even later founding Xiangwenshe. He never bowed his head in this life, nor was he afraid of anything, but when he was about to come, he was still afraid that He Xiangdong would cause big trouble, alas...

Zhang Wenhai was buried.

He Xiangdong invited Zhang Wenhai's portrait and tablet to the backstage of Xiang Wenshe. Mr. Zhang is one of the founders of Xiang Wenshe, and he deserves a place here.

He Xiangdong brought all the actors of Xiangwen Club to worship Zhang Wenhai in the backstage.

The backstage of Xiangwenshe is offering the statue of the ancestor, as well as the portraits and tablets of Master He Xiangdong and Fang Wenqi. Now there are more Mr. Zhang.

Their incense is constantly hot. He Xiangdong will bring the actors to worship each other on the first and fifteenth day of the day, or before important performances.

This is his respect for the old seniors, and he must not forget his roots in life.

After the funeral, He Xiangdong gave the position of He Fucai's general manager to Mr. Zhang's son-in-law, and also distributed some of the restaurants and hotels under his name, as well as the shares of the clothing factory to Mr. Zhang's daughter.

He said that Mr. Zhang’s descendants were his family, and he would help Mr. Zhang take good care of them, and he fulfilled his promise.

But this is what he should do. Mr. Zhang is one of the founders of Xiang Wenshe, but He Xiangdong could not take out Xiang Wenshe's shares. He could only compensate his descendants from other places.

Although he had already compensated a lot, he knew that what he did was not compensation, but affection, and he valued affection the most.

He Xiangdong has finally made up his mind now. There are many problems within Xiangwen Society. He has been reluctant to deal with it because of his sympathy.

Now he finally made up his mind. This is also Mr. Zhang's will. He must continue to manage Xiangwenshe well.

He Xiangdong held a meeting of middle-level cadres of Xiangwen Society, directly ordered the establishment of a performance department, and ordered the company's legal department to issue a reasonable brokerage contract as soon as possible, and he wanted to sign a contract with all actors.

After a stone was released, the undercurrents surged within the Cultural Society.

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After attending Mr. Zhang's funeral, Chen Jun and the third brother returned to Hengdian to finish the filming. After the filming was completed, they returned to Beijing.

They only had a day off and were arranged to perform. While preparing for the backstage, He Xiangdong found them and they arrived at He Xiangdong's office.

He Xiangdong sat, and they stood.

Zheng Dayu lowered her head and said nothing.

Chen Jun had a noticeable unpleasant look on his face.

He Xiangdong just looked at them quietly without saying a word.

After watching for a while, He Xiangdong said, "Why, I'm very dissatisfied?"

"No." Chen Jun said in anger.

He Xiangdong snorted softly: "No? You have written your unhappiness on your face, and you still say no? Why, I blame you for stopping all your work?"

Chen Jun also looked at He Xiangdong and said, "Master, I'm not blaming you. I just can't understand why. We are talking crosstalk outside, making movies, and TV. Why do you have to bring us back? No, many people have discussed with us, and they are all friends to help me. What should you do if you ask me to do this?"

Zheng Dayu gently pulled Chen Jun twice and signaled him to say less.

Chen Jun waved his hand and broke away from Zheng Dayu.

He Xiangdong's eyes were cold and said, "Friends help? I blame you for being unrighteous?"

"No." Chen Jun shook his head.

He Xiangdong said coldly: "I don't think you are willing to let go of those opportunities for exposure. Are you thinking in your heart, hurry up and shoot more movies and TVs to increase your exposure so that you can become famous as soon as possible, right? Then you can take more jobs and make more money, right? Are you blaming me for blocking your wealth and your way to become famous, right?"

Chen Jun turned his head aside and said nothing.

He Xiangdong looked at Zheng Dayu and shouted, "Third brother, do you think so?"

Zheng Dayu hurriedly said, "No, Master, I know you are for our own good..."

He Xiangdong shouted: "Shut up, don't say anything about the scene. How can I not know what you think in your heart?"

Zheng Dayu was choked.

Chen Jun looked at He Xiangdong and said angrily: "Yes, that's what I think. This is what I can't understand. I have increased my exposure rate, I have become famous, and I have made more money. Isn't this a good thing for our Xiangwen Society? Why do you stop us?"

He Xiangdong said word by word: "Why, why, why, good question, you have to think about it first, how did you have today. Those people outside said word by word, Teacher Chen, have you praised you to heaven, ah? Those big bosses outside used money to knock you out?"

"Ten years ago, you, Chen Jun, was just a child who dropped out of school in junior high school. Why didn't they come to give you money? Why didn't they come to call you a teacher? And your third brother, you couldn't even raise your wife and children ten years ago. Why didn't you think about these things?"

"What made you have today? You have a little bit of grades and you will be so happy. You don't even go back to the garden and say crosstalk. You guys say, how long has it been since you practiced? Do you still want me to block you in the corner and teach you a little bit by a word or a big mouth?"

"You must not forget your roots as a human being. Why do you have today? You put the cart before the horse. You thought you were quite reasonable. If you can't figure it out, get out and think about it. Get out."

He Xiangdong got angry and bombarded the two boys.

Fan Wenquan was also in the garden, he was in the corridor. He looked at Chen Jun and the third brother away with a worried look, then at He Xiangdong's door, and sighed heavily.

Fan Wenquan took a step forward and wanted to enter He Xiangdong's room, but he shrank his hand again. He put his hand into his pocket, frowned, and sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!