My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1587 Once upon a time in "Operation Shiver", the disbandment of a certain situation is imminent
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"I want this world to have a light for me, a stage for me, and someone for me. This is very important to me."

"Almost hated most of the world, but there was always a part that stuck with me."

"Movies? I like watching movies very much, and I am often very moved. Many things that cannot be solved in life can be found through movies."

"Of course thanks to the movie, because it gave me something to eat and a dream to—"

The simple and relaxing atmosphere on the third floor of Longcheng Ice Room is permeating.

The summer breeze mixed with the heat of "Mars" rushed into the window, blowing the laziness of the afternoon, and the creepers on the outer wall rustled continuously, as if matching the long-sounding cicadas.

On the window sill, the bright flowers wilted and drooped their heads.

In front of the window, facing the mottled light and shadow, sat a woman wearing a wrinkled linen white shirt.

Inside the shirt, there are shadows of black lace.

Lazy, she has a Hong Kong-style big curly hair, with a plain face but various postures.Xiulong held a cup of iced lemon tea in her long and rebellious hand.

The dry ceiling fan gently pursed its mouth, blowing out warm wind.

It seems that a thread is pulling the road of picking up waste, and the knot in the throat is so itchy that it seems to be there...

The plump and sleepy Gong Li leaned back on the single sofa to accept Hu Yinmeng's "Ms Hu Celebrity Talk" interview.

This talk show is a "celebrity interview" program jointly launched by "Harper's Bazaar", TGC Fashion and Zhongtian TV. Once launched, it has attracted much attention. These days, such talk shows are still very novel in the Chinese-speaking area. form.

The latter put on a little makeup, painted light makeup, and stared at Gong Li in front of him with bright and curious eyes.

The fitted silk dress outlines her intellectual beauty as she begins to bloom and bloom as time goes by.

Like Ganquan, Qin's dryness and heat ease the temperature.

Like jasper, it makes people let down their guard thoroughly.

"Life is born in a state of consumption. No matter how you fill it, your barn will never be full. From the moment you are born, everything in your body is losing, consuming, and leaving you. You are afraid One day I will grow old? Are you afraid that you will be forgotten?"

"Why don't you appreciate your aging? I will accept me at every stage. I feel that there will be a sense of distance between me and my life, but also a sense of tolerance."

Gong Li's eyes were sincere, "I'm probably more afraid of being forgotten, not because I'm afraid of being forgotten, but because I destroyed the characters I created..."

"So you've been sabotaging yourself creating different characters?"

"Yes. I think actors must be willing to destroy themselves, otherwise it will be boring to be in one state forever."

Hu Yinmeng just stared at Gong Li with admiration.

The lighting, photography, assistants, makeup and other staff are all outside the camera, watching the interview in front of them.

The dull chirping of cicadas outside the window originally made the summer afternoon drowsy, but the atmosphere created by the two of them made the Nanfeng no longer disturbed. Pot after pot of clear tea, people can't help but drink slowly and enjoy it quietly.

"what!!!!"

In the dirty and fishy-smelling back kitchen freezer, a basin of ice water mixed with ice cubes was poured over, causing a scream and the sound of chattering teeth.

The skinny man with a snuffy nose and a tumor on his chin fiddled with the camera in his hand, ejected the film inside, stared at the direction of the incandescent lamp for a few seconds, and tilted his head.

Pulling a high-power lampshade, he stabbed at the scarred and howling man who was tied to the chair by hemp rope in front of him. The latter's eyes were blank, his whole body was trembling, and his lips were bluish white due to loss of temperature.

"Thousands of dollars a month, what fate are you playing?"

"Isn't it good to hand it over?"

"good for everyone,"

"Why bother……"

While persuading, he waved to the subordinates next to him, indicating to continue.

Two men in forked trousers held a dirty, blood-stained rag, covered each other's face, picked up a bucket, and slowly poured ice water on each other's face——

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The tumor man shook his head and made a regretful sound of 'tsk tsk tsk'. After stopping the continuation, he twitched his fingers.

The hands lifted the rag.

The man with a pale face dripping with icy snot and rolling his eyes remained silent.

The tumor man's face turned cold instantly, and he pressed his hand.

Seeing this, his subordinates continued to cover the opponent's face with a rag, and began to pour water. Suddenly, the man kicked his legs like an electric shock.

Looking at the man under his hand who was constantly struggling to accept the waterboarding, feeling the suffocation and the sense of survival, the tumor man indifferently picked up the blood-stained steel pipe beside him——

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bam—"

With a muffled sound that made people's teeth chatter, one of the opponent's legs was kicked and kicked at a terrifying angle, and blood and flesh were sticking to the trouser legs.

"He fainted."

One of his subordinates rolled the other's eyelids, and turned to face the man with the tumor who was rubbing his numb hand.

"What the hell, are the bones of this group of people so hard?" The tumorous man opened the door of the cold storage with a camera and film.

"Film—" Someone hesitated to speak.

"do you have any opinion?"

"No, it's just the boss..."

The tumor-shaped man stopped in his tracks and gave him a cold look, which made the man hang his head and dare not look at each other, so the former withdrew his gaze——

boom! ! !
"Here! Here you are! Don't you want it?"

"Ganlin is cool!!"

"You teach me how to do things again??!!! You teach me how to do things again?? Ah???!"

"Which one do you think you are?"

The tumor man suddenly jumped up, swung the camera and hit the opponent's face, rushed over, and swung it on the head one after another. This unexpected move shocked the others. When they reacted, the person just now had fallen The ground is lifted, the face is blurred, and the blood is flowing...

After being beaten for a while, he leaned back on his waist out of breath, stretched out his fingers and nodded, "Ha... appeal... take him to see a doctor."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked around, "This guy deliberately provoked me, did you see it? Huh?"

"Yes~"

"He deliberately provoked you."

"You deserve it~"

Several subordinates quickly agreed, and some people secretly glanced at the fallen companion, showing annoyance, but they did not dare to refute.

After all, 'Thousands of dollars a month, what fate! '.

"Thousands of dollars a month, and you have to work for the government."

"Hey, what do you think you are—what are you trying to do? Let me tell you, it's better to go the other way... A lawyer and a judge are also fine."

The back cook, wearing an apron and holding a shovel, smiled and teased Su Liyao, who was also helping the cook with his arms and sleeves rolled up.

Holding a pair of long chopsticks in his hand, he stirred the large intestine in the oil pan.

Fried large intestine is a special snack on the streets of Hong Kong Island, especially in Temple Street, Mong Kok. The golden-yellow fried pig large intestine is called skinless roast goose here. It is very delicious with dipping sauce.

It's hard to believe that a few billionaires are frying large intestines in the sweltering sauna-like back kitchen...

"Shut up." Luo Dong, with a square scarf on his head to prevent oily smoke, had a cold face and a warm heart, and served the chopped side dishes to his big head and thick neck, "Aren't you going to pay for the company because of thousands of dollars?" The old man was demoted..."

"That's different. I'm anti-corruption. For the time being, it seems like a few thousand yuan, but when you find a cockroach in the sun, there may already be countless cockroaches behind your back. Thousands of dollars seem to be a lot of money." Small money, but of a different nature.

Besides, it was because I knew he was an old man that I gave him a chance. I just demoted him and kept him, otherwise I would have asked the ICAC to intervene. "Fei Cheng picked up the soy sauce pot next to it, squeezed it hard, and the soy sauce pot seemed to have a bad stomach, with a puff——

"Can't the back kitchen of a shop as big as ours change tools?"

"Brother Cheng, this is easy for everyone to use. It's easy for everyone to grasp. Besides, isn't this what Brother Zu left behind... This is considered extravagant." The chef who was helping Fei Cheng beside him Laughing back.

"Look, the company is now only authoritative. It seems that the boss farts are the golden rule. If the inertia and class solidification are not broken, the company will have no vitality."

Fei Cheng scolded the cook, "Besides, you, a cook, don't study recipes, what Zhouyi do you study? If you are so expensive with wool, why don't you ask Brother Zu's dragon underwear to be framed for you and hang on your bedside? Maybe your wife will give you a big fat boy right away."

"Brother Zu's underwear is probably unwashed." Elder Zeng, who was washing vegetables, teased, "In this way, is your wife begging for a child? Or is she stealing someone?"

"Go, go, go, stay where it's cool, you have business everywhere."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The cook who was ridiculed blushed and argued, and his mouth was full of difficult words, such as "a gentleman is not a weapon" and "Brother Zu bless", which caused everyone to laugh, and the kitchen was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Obviously, this topic can hit the fun people's point very well.

Smooth cornering in the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur Extended.

"Boss, there are people from "Fruit Daily" in the car behind, and the boss behind it is Fatty Li."

Awen clutched the Motorola mobile phone, turned his head and reported back.

There are two large beige sofas in the back row, and there are video recorders and TVs beside them. They really have everything. Sitting on the big sofa, Wu Xiaozu is watching the animated movie "McDull" with great interest.

That's right, this animated movie was released, and the results are quite wow. It has won more than 3000 million box office, and the results are already good.And the big head also has video tapes, VCD market and peripheral products.

Although the box office is not too lucrative, the peripheral products have already made the IP "McDull" win.

"Huh? Is it 嚒?"

Director Wu, who was fascinated by watching cartoons with his two goddaughters, felt that this movie was a bit naive for children, and it was just right for his age group.

"Is that a black material about the two of them, or is it aimed at me?" Wu Xiaozu stared at the screen intently, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously amused by the content inside.

"Hehehe~" Cai Shaobing and Li Xiaozun were also fascinated by watching it.

"For the time being, there may be both."

"Hehehe..." Wu Xiaozu couldn't help showing a smile, raised his head, and glanced at A Wen indifferently, "The purpose of staring at them is to make a big news, then give them a big news to divert attention, as for staring at them look at me-"

The smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"Do you want to—" Arwen made a cross-cutting gesture.

"Brother Wen, you are really punished. How can we do things that violate laws and regulations? If people are willing to watch, let them watch! Then call some people and say that Wu Xiaozu has big news, and everyone will watch Come..." Wu Xiaozu looked at Ah Wen teasingly.

"Uh…"

"Go ahead, just give them some exposure these days." Wu Xiaozu smiled and put his arms around his daughter-in-law and kissed each other, "Now it's very difficult to find someone who can help us follow up 24 hours a day and can also take responsibility for me.

By the way, say hello and find something for him and his master to do.Save the whole day to help the ghost to stare at me. "

From the limited information, Wu Xiaozu can roughly infer some things.

Especially when he returns by himself at this point in time, he would be nervous too!
After all, everyone knows that he is from the 'Lu' faction!
At this moment, Su Liyao stood up and "walked in front of the imperial court", which somewhat made some people murmur.

For fear of affecting or disrupting some of their deployments.

After all, it will be 1995 soon, and 1997 is only two or three years away.

"Did they prepare a meal for me?" Wu Xiaozu looked at the familiar street outside the car window, and couldn't help joking, "I made time for them on purpose."

"Just now Sir Li called to say that everything is ready, Boss."

"Is it? Did you say something?"

Wu Xiaozu nodded suddenly, and smiled at the two women, "You two are lucky."

"It's a blessing."

Hu Yinmeng, who had just finished the interview, smiled at the lazy and natural Gong Li in front of him.

"Boss Wu returned to Hong Kong today. They closed their business and prepared a lot of delicious food."

"That's why you're doing an exclusive interview with me here, isn't it?"

"I just think it's a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, and there is a sense of tranquility isolated from the world, as if a sense of alienation from this noisy city. But it's very good to be integrated into the city." Hu Yinmeng said Qi Chan's principles are clear and logical, and those who don't know think that she has become a good... er... monk.

Buddha never deceives poor ghosts, but only saves people with noble origins.

When the paparazzi and 'wishers' following the Rolls-Royce saw the car parked in front of the Longcheng Ice Room, they stopped far away.

Paparazzi looking at the camera.

Some people got out of the car and let the wind smoke.

Yes, they are here to stare at Xiaozu Wu...Of course there will be no problem with this kind of stalking, but they can tell Xiaozu Wu: Someone is watching you!

This is also the reason why Wu Xiaozu was filmed in the broadcast.

Exposing him to the public will undoubtedly make him unable to let go of many issues.

After all, since one enjoys a detached position, one must learn to maintain a detached state.

Do you think when will the aloof god come down and point fingers?
At the stage of the election campaign, some people don't want Wu Xiaozu, who has been clearly labeled, to stand up to 'call the wind and call the rain' and take the opportunity to make trouble.

His influence and communication power are very deterrent to many people!

This is like Plato's 'cave theory'.A group of people think that the real appearance of things is like shadows on the cave walls-that is the real world.

What is real?

To define the reality that is consistent with our cognition?So is "The Truman Show" real? Is "The Matrix" the real world?Why do you think Director Wu made these two series?In fact, they are all discussing a similar problem!

The media sometimes determines the boundaries of reality and the appearance of communication.

Wu Xiaozu happened to have this ability and strength.

Sometimes people don't pay attention to this "Oriental Dish Capital", but... when you pay attention, you will find many clues.Historically, from this stage to next year, a certain MI5 controlled by Hong Kong Ying has started a series of operations.

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