Shen Fang quickly stepped forward.
"Uncle, why are you personally greeting us at the gate? This is Boss Yang, and I don't need to introduce Brother Long."
Han Sanping warmly shook hands with Albert Yeung, then looked at Cheng Long.
"Brother Long, I'm your biggest fan."
Cheng Long quickly waved his hand: "No, no, Chairman Han, you're too kind."
Han Sanping looked at Shen Fang with a smile: "My nephew has received your care in Hong Kong, and I would like to express my gratitude. Today, I have invited you here to discuss important matters. Please come in."
Albert Yeung smiled and said, "Please, Mr. Han."
The group followed Han Sanping to the vice chairman's office.
"Please sit down. Xiao Wang, bring me my treasured Pu'er tea. Mr. Yang and Brother Long are honored guests."
Secretary Xiao Wang brewed the Pu'er tea that Han Sanping had treasured and made a cup for everyone.
Han Sanping smiled and handed the teacups to Albert Yeung and Cheng Long.
"Please try this, it's a century-old Pu'er tea, from Tongqinghao."
"Wow, this is good stuff. Uncle, do you have any more? Give me some, my dad loves to drink tea."
Han Sanping felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this, but he couldn't show it.
"Xiao Wang, give Xiao Fang two liang."
"Uncle, you're being stingy, only 2 liang."
Han Sanping was speechless: "You can't find this stuff on the market at all. I'm already being generous by giving you two ounces. Do you want it or not? If not, fine. I'm reluctant to drink it myself."
"Yes, yes, even a small mosquito is still meat."
Cheng Long smiled and said, "Brother, you and Chairman Han have a really good relationship. This tea is a rare delicacy on the market. I can't even get my hands on it if I want to. Not to mention the price, you can't even buy it if you want to."
Albert Yeung nodded. Some of the tea from Tong Hing Hao is also sold in Hong Kong, but it is mostly pre-ordered by bigwigs and very little of it can enter the market.
Shen Fang pouted: "How stingy. Two liang isn't even enough for half a month. Forget it, I'll enjoy it myself."
Han Sanping's lips twitched slightly. "You little rascal, are you trying to slaughter a sheep?!"
PS: Tongqinghao Tea was founded during the Yongzheng era and was once the largest tea brand in Yunnan. Its name means "universal celebration" and it was established by the Liu family.
Tongqinghao Tea Shop operated until it was nationalized after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and its production was interrupted. In the late 1990s, with the rise of Pu'er tea, Tongqing Tea Shop appeared in Yiwu, claiming that its manufacturing process was inherited from the century-old Tongqinghao.
Tongqinghao tea is mostly made from Yunnan large-leaf tea leaves produced in Yiwu, and Tongqinghao Old Round Tea is its most famous product.
Tongqinghao Old Round Tea is packaged in bamboo leaves, with a light golden-yellow surface. The bamboo strips and skin used for binding are similar in color to the bamboo leaves. The top of the cylindrical tea canister...
The words "Yangchun" are written in gold-red cinnabar at the top. A line on the right reads "Yiwu Zhengshan," and a line on the left reads "Yangchun Nenjian."
The middle line has large characters that read "Tongqing Brand" written in ink.
Each round tea cake contains a stamp bearing the "Dragon Horse Trademark," with a white background and red lettering. Above the stamp is written "Yunnan Tongqinghao," and the center is white.
The design features a horse, dragon, and pagoda motif, with the inscription below: "This shop has a century-old reputation in Yunnan, producing Pu'er tea that is supervised and manufactured by the Yiwu Zhengshan Yangchun Fine White Tea Master."
The leaves are golden yellow and thick, with a rich, fragrant red flavor. They are naturally derived. Now, an inner label is added to clarify their authenticity. In celebration of the old brand, the words "Open" are displayed.
This is a rare and precious tea. It is generally not available on the market. It was once sold in Hong Kong, where it was basically sold at the price of gold.
Han Sanping didn't want to talk to Shen Fang; he was afraid he'd be driven mad with anger.
"Mr. Yang, Xiao Fang told me about his plan, and China Film Group fully supports it. The Chinese entertainment industry is currently in dire need of development and needs a leader to guide everyone onto the right path. Hollywood has successfully commercialized movies, boosting the economy and exporting their culture worldwide. As a great civilization with 5,000 years of history, how can we lag behind in cultural export..."
Han Sanping rambled on and on about the formalities, but the leadership of China Film Group was so engrossed in the speech that Chen Fang was practically dozing off. Albert Yeung and Chen Long, on the other hand, listened intently to Han Sanping's speech, occasionally interjecting with their own opinions on the cause of fighting for the Chinese film industry.
"Everyone, let's talk about practical operations first. We can discuss grand ideas and ambitions later."
Han Sanping nodded upon hearing this.
"Xiao Fang, please come up with a plan first."
Chen Fang perked up.
"First, we need to integrate resources. I have acquired Golden Harvest in Hong Kong and established an artist affiliation agency. Hong Kong artists who want to work in mainland China must be affiliated with us and cannot accept roles privately. This way, we can control the artist circle. Because the background of Hong Kong independence is very complicated, many artists do not necessarily lean towards China. They may just be trying to make a quick buck and may even follow a certain country to criticize us later."
Hong Kong separatists must absolutely not be allowed to move north; otherwise, it will definitely cause many negative consequences.
Han Sanping frowned slightly: "Surely no one is that blind?"
Shen Fang sneered: "Heh, there are quite a few people like that. They've all returned, but there are quite a few who are in Cao's camp but their hearts are with Han, Brother Long. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Long was at a loss for words. This was a very serious matter, and he really didn't know how to answer. After thinking for a while...
"The kind of people that Brother Shen is talking about do exist, and there are quite a few of them."
Han Sanping snorted coldly upon hearing this!
"They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin!!!"
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