Of course, if Chen Dong weren't so outstanding, he certainly wouldn't have caught Old Master Lin's eye.
Most importantly, Mr. Lin gained a certain understanding of Chen Dong's character.
He knew that Chen Dong was a young man who cared about the interests of the country and its people, not a heartless person who only cared about making money.
Of course, Chen Dong has already built his business to its current level; even if he is not the richest man in the country, he is certainly among the top.
If Chen Dong only prioritizes making money, then there's no need for Old Lin to continue arguing with him.
Since Chen Dong was able to devote more energy to the country's development and support national construction, he could have been considered a "red capitalist" in the past.
Although this title is rarely mentioned nowadays, the country will not forget someone who supports its development.
When Chen Dong was talking to Mr. Lin about crosstalk, he suddenly thought of Deyun Society, a famous folk crosstalk group that developed in Beijing.
I wonder if it has been established yet?
If it works out, I could recommend it to Elder Lin.
Of course, in the beginning, Deyun Society was quite immature and lacked maturity in many aspects. For example, Guo Degang and others also needed to improve their acting skills.
Chen Dong thought that if Deyun Society could get Lin Lao's help, it would probably develop more smoothly.
At the same time, he felt that he could also pay attention to it.
Although his interest in crosstalk was only so-so, he had great respect for Guo Degang and his team for reviving this nearly extinct folk art.
To put it bluntly, crosstalk, once it's been elevated to a high status and enshrined in the temple, is slowly dying out.
As a true folk art, crosstalk emphasizes "catching a thief on the spot," requiring direct interaction with the audience and a lot of live performance skills.
The folk art of crosstalk is actually like a species.
When a creature no longer faces a survival crisis, its fighting power and survivability will decline sharply.
Like tigers and lions in a zoo.
They have become accustomed to being fed and have lost the ability to lurk, hunt, and run in the wilderness.
If they were suddenly released into the wilderness, they would most likely face only death.
"Therefore, many domestic companies are now like crosstalk comedians, their fates are very similar," Chen Dong emphasized again.
Old Lin frowned, and after a long while said, "That's exactly right!"
It can be said that many enterprises across the country, from top to bottom, are facing a life-or-death crisis.
It is precisely because state-owned and collective enterprises have been overly controlled and pampered that many have lost their fighting capacity.
But now, they all have to bear enormous pressure from private enterprises, foreign-invested enterprises, and joint ventures.
Due to historical reasons and current circumstances, these companies suffer from poor product quality, outdated designs, inadequate marketing, and numerous problems in management and welfare, resulting in significant waste. Consequently, most of them face survival issues.
These problems have always been particularly prominent.
Especially in the near future, with China proposing to join the WTO and further open its market, many companies will face even fiercer competition.
The question that Chen Dong raised at this moment was exactly what troubled Elder Lin and other senior officials.
They certainly knew where the problem lay, but with such a large country, so many enterprises, such a wide scope, and so many people involved, it was truly a case of affecting everything if one thing was done.
However, the situation has already reached such a critical point that change is not an option.
Change might save you from death, but not changing it is certain death.
Everyone has their own ideas about how to make changes, but no one can say which idea is the best; we can only proceed by trial and error.
Thinking of this, Old Lin's face darkened.
As a result, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a little, as if the air was about to freeze.
Chen Dong hadn't expected that his casual remark would cause Old Lin to feel so down.
Just as I was thinking of some way or something to say to cheer up Old Lin, there was a knock on the door.
Thud!
Thud!
"Go in!" Old Lin said.
The door opened.
Chen Dong looked in the direction of the sound.
A handsome young man with a slightly heroic air pushed open the door and entered.
He was wearing a white shirt and blue trousers, and looked very energetic.
The young man looked at Grandpa Lin first, "Grandpa, I'm back!"
Then, he cast a slightly curious glance at Chen Dong and looked him up and down.
A smile appeared on Old Lin's face.
He said to the young man, "You've come back just in time. Let me introduce you. This is Chen Dong, the person you've always wanted to meet."
"Chen Dong, this is my grandson, Lin Zichang, the person I told you I would introduce to you on the phone."
Chen Dong smiled, stood up, took two steps forward, and extended his hand to Lin Zichang.
Lin Zichang also stepped forward with a big smile and shook hands with Chen Dong.
"Hello, hello... Mr. Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you! I've always heard my grandfather praise you, saying you're an exceptionally talented person, and I'm even a little jealous!"
Chen Dong smiled and said, "You flatter me, you're too kind. I really don't deserve such high praise from you, Elder Lin!"
The two of them remained humble and respectful towards each other.
Old Lin, standing to the side, said with dissatisfaction, "Alright, you two, stop praising each other. How long will this go on?"
Lin Zichang secretly rolled his eyes behind Lin Lao's back, then smiled at Chen Dong and said, "Don't be afraid, my grandpa is just good with words."
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