Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

So many professional soldiers who have traveled through time this time have been dispersed to various fronts. Some have become full-time instructors, some teach at Pingshun University, National Defense University and Non-commissioned Officer School, and some have gone to support local economic construction.

Wang Meng was going to recruit those young people who loved to watch movies. After spending so much time in the 21st century, where the film industry was highly developed, even if they had never eaten pork, they had seen pigs run. They could easily make the audience in this world cry with just one or two common plots.

Therefore, Wang Meng is very confident that he can directly monopolize China's film industry, which will be an excellent battlefield for the war of public opinion.

As Wang Meng thought about it, he couldn't help but want to guest star in the director's role to fulfill his dream of being a director. Maybe he could...

"Chief of Staff, what are you laughing at?"

Wang Meng's old face turned red and he immediately hid the obscene smile on his face.

"No, no, I just can't help but feel happy when I think about our upcoming movie being a big hit!

If you need anything during this period, please arrange it immediately. Once the team from Pingshun that is delivering tanks, armored vehicles and heavy artillery to Kunming arrives, I will go with them."

Li Muzhi nodded. There might be a lot of things that needed his decision during this period.

Li Muzhi was also a pragmatist. He immediately found a film company in Chongqing through various channels and started learning from them on the spot.

Zhou Guiying immediately took the contract and found Li Zongren, who happened to be in Chongqing.

Outside Li Zongren's official residence, Zhou Guiying knocked on the door with ease.

"Uncle Wang, it's me, open the door!"

A head popped out from the gatehouse. After seeing that the person was Zhou Guiying, he quickly trotted open the door and welcomed her in.

"Miss Zhou, you're here? The master was still talking about asking you to come back for dinner before leaving. If you don't come back today, I'm afraid I'll have to make a trip in the evening!"

"Hahaha, where is uncle?"

"It's in the study on the second floor, but he doesn't seem to be in a good mood, so please be careful!"

Zhou Guiying stuck out her tongue, put her bag in the living room on the first floor, and then trotted upstairs with the pastries in her hand.

Here, Zhou Guiying took off her hard armor, as if she had returned to the romance and fragility of her twenties and twenties.

She knocked gently on the study door, heard a dull "Come in" from inside, and then pushed the door open.

"uncle!"

Zhou Guiying put the pastries on the table and then put them on Li Zongren's shoulders affectionately.

Li Zongren, looking tired, rubbed his eyes and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He is a powerful general in public, but in front of his niece, he is just an uncle.

"How is it? I think your newspaper doesn't seem to be very good. Why don't you close the newspaper and I'll find you a stable job in the government department."

"Uncle, what are you talking about? My newspaper is doing well! Although we only publish one issue a week now, the income is just enough to cover expenses, but I feel that this is much happier than working as a bootlicker in a government department!"

Li Zongren looked at Zhou Guiying with short hair and sighed.

"It's all your parents' fault. They insisted that you imitate Mu Guiying and named you Guiying. Now you are doing risky things. If it really doesn't work out, you can come with me to the camp and be my secretary. I will feel at ease watching you every day."

"Oh, I won't go! I still want to continue working in the newspaper office, and I tell you, my newspaper will be a big seller soon, so don't ask me to use the back door to get you the newspaper then!"

"Haha, just brag, your uncle will be waiting for that day!"

Seeing that Li Zongren didn't believe her, Zhou Guiying took out the contract hidden behind her and placed it in front of Li Zongren.

"Uncle, look!"

Li Zongren frowned, looked at the cover of the contract, glanced at Zhou Guiying suspiciously, but did not say much, instead he read the contract silently.

"Xiaoying, how did you get to know the people from the Independent Column?"

"Yesterday I finally got a ticket to pick up Chief of Staff Wang Meng at the airport. I had originally planned to just take some photos, but I didn't expect to get a chance to ask a question.

The surprise is yet to come. Chief of Staff Wang directly handed over the promotion of the film to our newspaper! From now on, we will be the exclusive promotion newspaper for the film!"

When Li Zongren heard this, his brows relaxed slightly.

"They don't know you're my niece, do they?"

Zhou Guiying gave Li Zongren a blank look, then sat down in front of him carelessly.

"You're trying to force my tabloid to close down because you're afraid that those people who flatter you will donate to me. I feel like you're the only one who knows that you're my uncle."

Li Zongren felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.

"Xiaoying, you can't blame your uncle for this. Your parents entrusted you to me before they passed away. I don't ask you to succeed, I just hope you can live in peace. Oh, forget it, there are too many things going on recently, so I won't talk about it anymore!"

Zhou Guiying was considered an "old hand" in the news industry. The fact that her uncle was not getting along with his boss had long been a rumor, so she naturally knew what Li Zongren was worried about.

However, even if he knew, he couldn't provide any valuable help at his level.

"Xiaoying, why did you come to see me? You're not really here to see an old man like me, are you?"

Zhou Guiying looked at the somewhat tired Li Zongren and felt a little embarrassed to speak. After all, supporting their movie was, in a sense, a collaboration with the Independent Column.

She had no idea what impact this would have on Li Zongren.

"Forget it, it's okay."

"Xiaoying, I watched you grow up. Whatever's on your mind is written on your face. Come on, tell me. I'm your uncle!"

Seeing that Zhou Ren said so, Zhou Guiying had no choice but to tell him everything about wanting him to help her.

Li Zongren thought for a long time and finally nodded.

"Okay, when you officially announce the start of filming, I'll be there to cheer you on! But for your safety, please don't reveal our relationship."

When Zhou Guiying saw that Li Zongren agreed, she immediately stepped forward and kissed Li Zongren's cheek affectionately.

"Yeah, thank you uncle, I knew you loved me the most!"

"Haha, there's really nothing I can do about you. I'm helping you this time. If this newspaper is still in such a state, you have to listen to my arrangements and find a stable job."

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about it later!"

After Zhou Guiying finished speaking, she pulled Li Zongren downstairs, had a simple meal in the restaurant, and then hurried back to the newspaper office.

Wang Meng stayed in Chongqing for four days. Juhua was exhausted by the spicy food and waited for a large army to head south.

"Muzhi, the troops transporting tanks and armored vehicles will pass by here the day after tomorrow. I will go south with them the day after tomorrow, so if everything is almost ready, let's hold an announcement ceremony the day after tomorrow!"