My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1129 Mong Kok Night

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At 0:30 in the morning, in the distance of the long corridor outside the emergency department of Sanatorium and Hospital, the white top light shortened the figure of a man in a suit and a milky white Balmaken windbreaker...very short.

He raised his head slightly, asked the bodyguard to light the cigar, and then slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, in an indescribably yuppie demeanor.

Next to him, wearing a large striped suit, apple green shirt with suspenders, oily hair, bib beard and a Windsor bucket in his mouth, Fa Cheng glanced at the white, gray and black at the hem of the other party's windbreaker. . . .

"Jiang Shaozhen's Fashion, the windbreaker style is the hot color contrast style this year." Fei Cheng joked with a smile.

Jiang Zhiqiang bit his cigar, curled his lips coldly,

All the bamboo shoots on the mountain were taken away by you!

Stretching out his upper body secretly, he quickly put on the windbreaker belt naturally and quickly, so that the milky white windbreaker stretched above his feet. At the same time, he put his hands in his pockets, bent his fingers slightly, and lifted a little...

Looking at the emergency operating room at the end, the nurse in front of the door was sighing with Jiang Zhiqiang.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Fei Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Pheasant and the others just sewed up the wound, and the hospital always asks to sign an exemption contract before the surgery..."

"The stock price of E7 Culture has stabilized recently." Jiang Zhiqiang chatted with Fei Cheng, who was smoking a pipe, while smoking a cigar in his pocket.

"It's not bad." Fei Cheng smiled slightly.

E7 culture maintained a range of 4.5 yuan to 5.2 yuan. During this period, as He Gambler released goods, brokerages controlled by Zulong Investment also appeared to raise their cards.Wu Xiaozu didn't say anything about this kind of "looting while taking advantage of the fire", and Zulong didn't feel anything wrong with investing.

"I've also asked people to buy some of them. In the past two days, it is estimated that they can reach the level of raising placards." Jiang Er quietly showed what it means to be his own.

Fei Cheng smoked his pipe, smiled and nodded slightly.

"Tonight, in the company, not only the actors of "Storm Car Rage on the Street" were beaten by young and Dangerous boys, but other crews were also harassed and troubled by young and Dangerous boys. Liu Qingyun, Wu Zhenyu and Chen Xiaochun, who were young and vigorous, were beaten more seriously..."

The corners of Fat Cheng's mouth twitched, this is so fucking young and vigorous!Especially Chen Xiaochun, the ruffian and tough guy set up to collapse the house in an instant... the worst beating.

Jiang Zhiqiang paused, took two puffs of his cigar, looked at Fei Cheng, and said, "So I'm going to report this incident to the police."

He didn't look at the other party's gaze.

Fei Cheng stretched out his hand and gently moved the heavy-rimmed brown glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled after a while.

"Of course, several film crews were disturbed by young and Dangerous boys, which should have been reported to the police. We pay so much tax a year, and it is only natural that we have difficulties in finding the police."

He continued: "I still need to find a lawyer and send a lawyer's letter to those newspapers and magazines that spread rumors. I will greet the Sing Tao Daily Group later, and together we will let the news on the market 'Hai Yan He Qing' as soon as possible."

"I actually think that Sir Wu's anti-gang action is indeed dissatisfied by many gangsters."

Second Young Master Jiang made a point abruptly.

Fei Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and patted the other party's arm, "There is a long way to go."

The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

"Those people have investigated clearly?"

"Basically have an eyebrow."

Fei Cheng took down the pipe, tapped it, took out the tobacco box, refilled it, and said in a leisurely manner: "Hu Xukun just called to say that there was a rumor from Laowai that someone asked them to trouble us. I'll call For Big B, he also confirmed this matter, and told me that his boss Tai Ge didn't know about this matter, and wanted to set up a drink to explain it clearly.

However, there are not all crooked people here, there are also people from Lian Le Tang and the Big Four, in a mess... It is basically difficult to pursue this matter, and what can be found now is that there are indeed people who want to pull and win On the field, pour shit on the boss and us. "

"Actually, there are some things you don't have to end by yourself..."

Jiang Zhiqiang glanced at the smiling Fei Cheng, and because of the many friendships he has experienced together for so many years, he still took the initiative and said: "The people below are very capable."

Fei Cheng paused with his pipe holding the pipe, and patted the opponent's arm with a smile, "Second Young Master, you have been well-clothed since childhood. We are different from you. We climbed up from the bottom. For me, many things are more important than others. Reputation matters."

As he said, spread his hands, "Don't worry, I will have a proper way to deal with this matter."

As soon as the words were finished, the emergency bed was slowly pushed out, and the pheasant was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Still awake from the anesthesia?" Jiang Ershao looked at the doctor with a calm expression and breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor looked at the few people pushing the pheasant in front of him in embarrassment, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "I'm sorry, we tried our best."

"?" Fei Cheng had a pipe in his mouth, with question marks all over his face.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Zhiqiang turned his head, looked at the doctor in doubt and astonishment, and raised his question: "What are you doing?"

Hearing the movement, Liu Qingyun and Wu Zhenyu, who were wrapped in gauze not far from the corridor, also ran over.

"Relax, sir. This gentleman was hit on the back of his head by a blunt instrument. The wound on the surface looks small, but it actually hurt the brainstem... So during the operation, we found that he was brain dead..." The doctor tried his best Explanation.

"What the hell are you talking about?!!!"

Jiang Zhiqiang grabbed the doctor's collar in a rage and cursed angrily: "You are a quack doctor!!! What are you telling me about brain death?!!!
When he came, he climbed up and got into the car by himself, talking and laughing with our people along the way! !

You were joking before you went into the operation... Now you tell me that a living person will die after entering? ? ?I am cool! !Can you say that again! ! ! "

"It's too much anesthesia, right??? Are you cooperating with him to trick us?" Liu Qingyun also rushed up with a plaster cast, reached out to push the pheasant lying on the emergency bed, and cried, "Hurry up, get up !!! Aren’t you still chasing Li Ruotong??!! Stand up quickly, bastard!!”

"calm down!"

"Sir, calm down!"

The nurse and doctor hurriedly pulled away Jiang Zhiqiang, who was at a loss, and the scene was in chaos.

Fat Cheng was holding a pipe, standing on the pale and quiet boy lying on the bed, staring at him in disbelief.

He knows this artist named Chen Xiaochun...he played the role of the pheasant in the new "Young and Dangerous Boys". Some of the audience who liked it, during this time, the company also gave him resources...

Some time ago, when I visited the class, the other party greeted me in a very polite manner.

Shouted "Brother Cheng!".

The ruffian's appearance seems to be still vivid.

Now, say no and be gone? ? ? ?
just feel...

Extremely abrupt!

I got up and got into the car by myself, talking and laughing at the time...and then died? ?
Fei Cheng pursed his lips, surrounded by Jiang Zhiqiang's roar, and Liu Qingyun and Wu Zhenyu's wailing.

He took a puff of the pipe silently, but there was no response. He looked down and found that the tobacco had gone out.

"What about his family?"

"He...has no family members, his mother passed away very early, and he has a bad relationship with his father... This year, he spends Chinese New Year with friends from the company." The staff next to him added, sobbing.

Fei Cheng took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Glanced at the pheasant.

At this moment, Pheasant's face changed into countless familiar faces. Those faces were not only the past events that Wu Xiaozu didn't want to mention, but also their grudges.

Names were reawakened in my mind.

Turning around, with a heavy back, he walked out.

(End of this chapter)