My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1119

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With neat white teeth, he lightly took a bite of the small piece of apple that had been peeled and chewed.

There was a small tooth left in the palm of his hand, and he stretched it towards the dry rice cat lying beside him with a cute face, his eyes were full of water, and the 'little pig' chewed slowly.

Then, the big hand stroked it back and forth.

For this kind of treatment, the dry rice cat is the price of dry rice.

Under a modern oil painting in the living room, on the mint light green sofa, Wu Xiaozu stretched his body, wearing shorts and short sleeves, leaning back on the armrest very comfortably, two long legs with wanton hair growing on Zhou Huimin's smooth and white skin on the jade legs.

The latter, gently holding his 43-yard feet in his arms, holding the nail clippers, cut his nails carefully, carefully, carefully caring, focused and serious, and caught the cut nails with a paper towel.

The pot of melancholy little daisies was moved from the dining table to the window sill where it can see the sun. It is innocent and innocent. This is a kind of little flower that likes both shade and sunshine, but only suffers from heat.

The warm wind blows gently, like a smiling face, bright and bright but not tacky, a little less sluggish, a little more carefree.

After busy work, when you look up tired, you will find that it is always there, and it will not overwhelm or compete for beauty.

I have loved, admired, and tasted the beauty and beauty of the flowers, but I will still be attracted by it in the spare time of making a cup of tea in a quiet afternoon. It is fresh and not dazzling, and the sun and shade can be used ...

It embellishes this room and also embellishes the mood.

Sprinkle it on the field, it will bloom the whole spring; plant it indoors, it will warm your life.

After getting used to it, I realized that life is inseparable from her.

She is good, only the man who owns her knows.

"Tsk~"

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Hearing the sound, Zhou Huimin hurriedly asked, bowed his head and blew softly.

"You cut it so well, I really don't want to let other people touch it in the future." Wu Xiaozu acted like a good boy when he got a bargain.

See, it's not that the cutting hurt him, Zhou Huimin breathed a sigh of relief, and gently brushed the drooping hair, "Then I'll keep cutting it for you."

"How long? Do you really want to cut me forever??" Wu Xiaozu teased the other party with his toes.

Zhou Huimin didn't reply, but silently held up the other foot, lowered his head and continued to cut.

Hey!
Wu Xiaozu feels like a bit of a dog~~~~
"After you cut it, wash it with water, and then give me a pinch~~ You pinch it comfortably." Wu Xiaozu took it for granted, picked up the strawberry he liked next to him, took a bite, and handed the strawberry butt to the cat.

"Yeah." Zhou Huimin gently raised his head.

"If one day I get old and paralyzed, I can only let you push~~~" Wu Xiaozu joked with a smile.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to push it at that time."

Zhou Huimin turned his head, treated it as a very serious matter with gentleness and sincerity, "However, I will exercise well."

Looking at Zhou Yu's legs with a serious face, Wu Xiaozu was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: She is really a silly girl with no sense of humor.

"At noon, you accompany me to the Longcheng Ice Room for dinner. The crew at Ah Cheng will start work immediately, and there are still some things to touch before the filming starts." Wu Xiaozu added, picked up the book on the coffee table and continued to read, read, Eyelids heavy.

On the table, a few strands of sandalwood rose slowly, and the delicate incense ash under the plate, the sunlight moved into the room inch by inch, making people feel at ease.

Daisy smiled slightly.

The fat cat stretched.

The man is leaning on the arm of the sofa with a book covering his face.

The woman hugged her legs, lowered her head and gently polished her nails with a nail file, making an inaudible sound.

He sounded loudly.

She slowed down her movements, wanted to get up and close the window, but was afraid of disturbing him, so she carefully covered his feet with her hands, for fear of catching a cold.

The cat rolled over its fat body, revealing its light-colored belly, and its two paws waved back and forth in the air.

Catch the remaining dreams in the air.

……

Inside the ward, the atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

Zeng Da's face turned pale due to blood loss, and he was lying on the hospital bed, the sleeves and trousers of the hospital gown were ridiculously rolled up.

"Mother Diaolei, you are so fucking bullying. Ouch..." With a slight movement of her body, she couldn't help frowning and moaning in pain.

He punched him on the bed, and the vibration caused other people in the ward to exchange glances from the corner of their eyes, and all of them remained silent.

"The police have filed a case on this matter." Cheng Long had no choice but to take the lead in breaking the silence in the room.

"still unsure as of now……"

"Aaron, are you kidding me?"

Zeng raised his head greatly, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold sarcasm, "The one who rushed to the street said in my ear, 'things can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can't be said indiscriminately', do I have to read Wu Xiaozu's ID number? ??
I was just joking about that little slut on the show, I didn't expect that Wu Xiaozu would get someone to kill me when he hit the street? ? ? "

"Awei, this matter cannot be so arbitrary. From what I know about Azu, he is not such a stingy person. What's more, his relationship with the association is rarely used in the industry... Don't forget, he is the anti-gang leader people……"

Standing by the side, Sammo Hung couldn't help persuading: "Before this matter is clarified, don't make a decision so quickly. If it gets out..."

Speaking of this, seeing Zeng Dada looking at him indifferently, Sanmao sighed, turned around and did not continue talking.

"It's ironic, but the anti-gangster advocates come from a society." Zeng Dada said in a sly way.

"Okay, he is 13, I admit it!"

Cheng Long and Hong Jinbao walked out of the ward, and the latter deliberately waited for the former.

"Aaron?"

"?"

"I'll go find Azu." Sammo Hung said while looking at the other party.

Cheng Long looked at Sanmao, who had a serious expression on his face, "If Azu really did this..."

"I'll go with you."

Cheng Long sighed, "We are all friends. If there is a misunderstanding, I hope we can make peace."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but add another sentence: "I still don't think this matter is in line with Azu's way of doing things. There is no need for him to make such a big fuss. Maybe it's just random speculation by the people below. You have seen it too, that ancient Huo Zai is all about fighting for position. Didn’t you see that when he was led out of the nightclub by the police, he was deliberately photographed by the reporter paparazzi.”

Sammo Hung glanced at Cheng Long.

The latter raised his hand, "Okay, okay, I won't speak for Azu."

"One size counts for one size. There is still a bottom line in being a human being. In our business, things should not be handled like this. Don't think that I have a problem with Azu. My relationship with him is no shallower than you and him. Sammo Hung patted Cheng Long on the shoulder, "But things shouldn't be done between friends."

Cheng Long nodded.

"Sanmao and Aaron are you there?"

The well-dressed and thin man with his hair combed meticulously, white face and no need for make-up just walked over from the opposite side with a smile.

"Yang Sheng."

San Mao and Cheng Long greeted Yang Shoucheng in front of them one after another.

"I heard that Ah Wei was injured, so I came here specially to visit Yi Er. Hey, it's really messy now... Why bother, you said this matter is really..." Yang Shoucheng couldn't help but sigh, with a look on his face. Also with some sympathy.

"Hey." San Mao sighed and winked at Cheng Long, who also echoed a few words, and then found a reason to leave.

"Ah Wei and him are still friends?" Walking out of the hospital, Sammo Hung asked curiously.

"I don't know the details, but I met Yang Sheng a few times at the wine bureau. It seems that Yang Sheng is also very interested in the entertainment industry. He established an entertainment company and may have invested in Ah Wei." Cheng Long responded casually. .

……

Kowloon, Dragon City Ice Room, lunch time, diners flock in an endless stream.There are no vacant seats on the first and second floors, and many people are even waiting in line.

With the fortune of the owner of this house, this place has indeed become a holy place for many people to check in. In addition, the taste and price are very affordable, which also makes people who work nearby get used to coming here to improve their meals.

However, no matter how busy the business is, the third floor is always closed to the public.

In the kitchen, the chef poured the dishes out of the pan into the plates, and the guy next to him quickly took them and carried them upstairs.

"Huh? Is there a place upstairs?" The diners who were waiting for a seat saw the waiter going upstairs, and couldn't help but grab the other waiters to ask.

"Can you sit on the third floor?"

Diners with active minds also followed up, but were stopped by the waiters.

"The third floor is not open for business. It's a place for your own people to eat. Don't rush up."

"Diao, is there anyone who has business?"

The waiter glanced at the disdainful diner who asked this question, rolled his eyes angrily, and ignored it.

"What kind of attitude?" The customer was unwilling, "I don't know that the customer is God?" He started to curse.

However, he was patted on the shoulder unexpectedly.

Turning his head, a fat guy looked at him with a smile.

"Brother, it doesn't matter that the customer is God here. This is a tea restaurant, the food it sells and the service it should have. The customer is the customer, never the God." Fei Cheng smiled.

uh~
"Also, don't say that the customer is God everywhere. People who say this can't understand it. Come out to do a job, and why do you recognize a wild master for yourself?? Jehovah is really worthless.

It’s okay to be a god, go to Bolan Street and spend a lot of money, don’t talk about God, you will be served by Satan.

So don't think that the customer is God at every turn. We southerners are not Western festivals. "

After Fei Cheng finished speaking, he walked up to the third floor swaggeringly without looking at the speechless customer who was being bullied.

Behind him, Gu Tianle glanced at the diner, smiled and shook his head.

Beck and call buddy.

"Find him a place, give him a glass of iced Coke, and charge me." Gu Tianle said with a smile.

On the third floor, a few bodyguards guarded the door.

Seeing Fei Cheng and Gu Tianle coming, he smiled and said hello, opened the door and let them in.

"Brother Cheng is plump again!"

"Damn~ I'm called being able to suppress wealth, what do you know?" Fei Cheng cursed with a smile, then glanced at A Wen, and said in his ear: "When I just came up, I saw the back kitchen making desserts, what's wrong?"

"Miss VV is upstairs." Awen whispered.

"Oh?" Fei Cheng raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully, "This is not easy."

Wu Xiaozu seldom brought women to eat here.

None of them are simple.

(End of this chapter)