"It doesn't exist. I have experienced similar things, so I have a certain understanding. Under normal circumstances, if there is no illegal reason to prevent it, it is a kind of shooting without the consent of the owner of the portrait rights. It is illegal to use another person's image only with consent. But Mr. Liu left the relevant fees, which is equivalent to meeting the conditions for paid payment."
Feng Chuming replied.
Liu Qingshan nodded: "That's a good explanation. If the old man has different opinions afterwards, please inform me and the local government in time, and I will send a lawyer to deal with the aftermath!"
"No problem! But in this way, the old man may know the whole story."
"As long as he doesn't bring it up on his own, don't disturb him. The reason why we are hiding it from him now is because the National Television Spring Festival Gala has strict confidentiality measures, and you have to help keep the secret, of course. It won’t matter after the Spring Festival Gala is over.”
Mohe is only a prefecture-level city, and it is located on the far northern border across the river from Russia. Its economic situation is evident.
At present, it has not yet reached the age when ice and snow tourism has been fully developed. The urban areas here are not even more affluent than some nearby forest areas and counties, because the ice and snow scenery of the mountainous areas there has begun to accept batches of tourists. Southern tourists.
Therefore, this vehicle sent by the Mohe City Government shows that the local finances are not very wealthy.
They were two dark brown jeeps. When the windows were rolled down, they creaked and frosted due to the cold. The bone-chilling cold made them feel particularly chilly.
Liu Qingshan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was feeling better, but the people he brought were all huddled in the back seats. The bone-chilling cold that had seeped in from the cracks in the car door had made their limbs numb, and they could not even speak. with a cringing trill.
The car was parked in the city because it was necessary to change cars midway. This time, the car coming was a business car for the forest area of Xilin Town, which was about to go.
But this so-called business car is nothing more than an eleven-seater business car that I don't know how to use. Fortunately, it is much better than those two old jeeps.
The reason why this car didn't arrive before was because it had to pick up and drop off a group of southern guests. This kind of thing is a big deal in the forest area of Xilin Town, because the entire forest area only appears during the coldest time of the year. tourists, bringing a little extra income to the locals.
But people in this small city have high expectations for the good days ahead. Take the place where they got off the bus as an example, a large square is about to be completed.
What will soon appear around this already somewhat modern square will be the opening ceremonies of the annual Northern Lights Festival, Ice and Snow Culture Festival, and the International Ice and Snow Cross-Country Rally.
Therefore, this square, which has not yet been fully completed, will become the landmark building of this small border town and will soon become an indispensable part of the life of Mohe people.
The driver of the business car was a rough man with a weather-beaten face. When he spoke, he spoke with a typical Songliao accent that was quite joyful. Compared with Uncle Benshan's melodious and melodious tone, it was closer to Mandarin.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, we still have a batch of guests to send off in the morning. We mountain people are just counting on the southerners brought in by dogs to pull sledges to deal with the Chinese New Year's butchered vegetables, so we don't dare to neglect it!"
Liu Qingshan immediately responded with the same straightforward laughter: "I heard Secretary Feng tell me to call you Brother Zhuzhu, and he also said that you have a fiery nature and a warm heart. It turns out that you are like this when we meet!"
"Hahaha, we are just a mountain man who has not seen much of the world. We cannot compare to an international superstar like Mr. Liu, who is also a national hero!"
Before Liu Qingshan said anything, Shi Hui asked curiously: "Brother Zhuzi also knows about our boss?"
Brother Zhuzi said happily: "Who in China today doesn't recognize Mr. Liu? Even in a remote mountainous area like ours, even a three-year-old child knows that his kung fu is very powerful. He dares to fight foreigners and can catch bullets with his bare hands!"
But Feng Chuming didn't dare to let him continue: "Zhuzi, hurry up and get the guests on the bus, why don't you just stand in the street and feel the cool breeze?"
Brother Zhuzi's surname is Chen, and his given name is Chen Shuanzhu, which is homophonic to "tether". Apparently his parents originally gave him this name.
The purpose of the word is to let him stay in the mountains when he grows up, and not be like many young people who jump out of the mountains after graduating from junior high school and rush to work in the big cities in the south.
On the way, he explained his name, making the people in the car laugh, and the chill in his body seemed to be gradually weakening.
"Brother Zhuzi, do you know the person we are looking for?" Liu Qingshan asked.
"Uncle Quan Zi, everyone in our small town knows him, not necessarily everyone knows each other, but Uncle Quan Zi is a celebrity in the town. He likes to dance old-fashioned ballroom dances, but he never has a dance partner or talks to anyone. Every time, I stay alone in the darkest part of the dance floor and move my steps alone!"
"Do you know the reason?"
"Then how can we not know that everyone here knows everyone! The entire Xilin Town is actually reborn after the forest fire. Many families are actually in a similar situation to Uncle Quan Zi's family, but he is the only one who has been around for twenty years. I haven’t recovered from that era yet, I’m very nagging, and I don’t chat easily with others, and I don’t have any children around me, so it’s very painful to be alone.”
"He goes to that old dance hall to dance every day?"
"Not every day, we young people don't go there, but some old people often mention him, and they all know that he misses his wife when he always goes to the dance hall."
"So you won't necessarily see him today?"
"Wait a minute. I'll call my second uncle and ask. He lives next to the dance hall. He often wanders in when he has nothing to do."
While he was on the phone, Liu Qingshan whispered to the three cameramen: "You guys stay here and take pictures for a few days. I have left enough money for Lao Qi. Once the things here are done, you can go It’s not easy to visit the nearby scenic spots, but the video materials will be sent back as soon as possible, and I’m waiting to use them!”
Lao Qi is the middle-aged man who controls the machine. When he opens his mouth, he speaks in an authentic Beijing movie: "Don't worry, boss. We have already thought about how to tell the dance hall owner about this. We will try our best not to let others notice our... exist."
Liu Qingshan nodded: "You can also try to talk to him for a few words, and ask him if his story can be told outside. But the prerequisite must be that he and other people in the ballroom do not have any excessive reactions."
"Let Lao Li come forward. He is from the Northeast and will not easily arouse suspicion."
"In addition, we have good relations with the people at the forest farm. We are also counting on them to help pay monthly subsidies to the elderly! I won't go into details when I meet them later. You can handle the rest."
Lao Qi also understood that Liu Qingshan's whereabouts should not be exposed: "Then we won't stay in the hotel here. If the director and secretary still have rooms at home, let them earn the money for the room!"
"Well, that's a good idea. If it doesn't work, just ask Brother Zhuzi and ask him to find another place for you."
At this time, Chen Shuanzhu also finished the call: "Mr. Liu, my second uncle said that Uncle Quan Zi is in the dance hall now. He just saw it."
Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up and he turned to look at Feng Chuming: "Secretary Feng, then we go straight to the ballroom?"
Feng Chuming replied: "It's okay to go, but isn't your goal too big? The town is small and outsiders can easily be seen."
"Anyway, Brother Zhuzhu is following us. We are fully armed and pretending to be tourists!"
Chen Shuanzhu, who was sitting in the driver's seat without looking back, said angrily: "This method will work. I will occasionally take tourists to the dance hall. Some elderly people like to watch it."
Liu Qingshan turned to Lao Qi: "Don't take the machine yet, just put it in the car. When you two get off the car, go directly to the dance hall owner and ask Secretary Feng to take you there. Lao Li, you follow us, If you find an opportunity, chat with other people in the ballroom and try to understand the situation earlier. Remember, you will all be tourists from now on, so don’t dare to cause trouble for me here!"
Tu Haoqian took the opportunity to whisper, "Boss, how about Huihui and I stay here for two more days?"
Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "You guys are busy with your business. Lao Qi and the others are protected by the farm director and secretary, not to mention Uncle Zhuzhu, a local coward!"
Chen Shuanzhu readily agreed: "I know all the bad boys in this area, and I know their parents.
He's a colleague, so he speaks the right words! "
While talking, the car arrived at the county seat of Xilin Town. The buildings here were surprisingly neat and brand-new, and most of the buildings had a bit of Russian style. It was obviously preparations made by the locals based on the vigorous development of tourism.
The spiers of the houses here and the exotic walls all have a more or less Russian exotic feel.
Even the supermarkets and small shops in the city sell local products from the Daxingan Mountains, including pine nuts, hazel mushrooms, blueberries and fungus from the Daxingan Mountains, as well as Northeastern wild fish frozen into popsicles. They also have obvious intentions for tourists, but There are not many customers now.
"Is the investment a bit high for such a large battle? After all, we only have guests in winter." Shi Hui couldn't help but ask.
Enthusiastic Chen Shuanzhu introduced again: "There is an Arctic Village being built nearby, where you can see the magical Northern Lights in summer. Of course, the best time is winter, when the weather is cold and dry, and the clear night sky allows the Aurora to be seen. It’s more obvious. But the temperature here is very suitable in summer, and the days here are very short and the nights are long. This is also a good time to see the aurora.”
Feng Chuming also smiled and said: "The aurora observation season in Arctic Village is very short, only a few months, so other projects will be developed. But the significance of coming here is that it is in the northernmost part of our country, and the geographical significance is very important. It’s so big, and you can go hunting in the nearby mountains, pick wild game, and go fishing in the lake. It’s also very fun in the summer.”
