My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1609: Once upon a time, "Operation Chill", a certain bureau was about to be disbanded

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"I want there to be a ray of light in this world for me, a stage to be lit for me, and someone to come for me. This is very important to me."

"I almost hate most of the world, but there is always a part that keeps me."

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

"Of course I have to thank the movie, because it allows me to eat and dream-"

A simple and relaxing atmosphere permeates the third floor of Dragon City Ice Room.

The summer breeze mixed with the heat of Mars rushes into the window, blowing away the laziness of the afternoon. The ivy on the outer wall rustles continuously, as if in harmony with the long-sounding chirping of cicadas.

On the windowsill, the bright flowers wilted and bowed 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, a shadow of black lace peeked out.

Lazy, she had a Hong Kong-style perm and curly hair. She looked bare-faced but still had various postures. The long and rebellious hand held a cup of frozen lemon tea.

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

It's like a thread leading the way of scavenging, and the knot in my throat is so itchy that it seems to be there...

The plump Gong Li was reclining on a single sofa, accepting an interview from Hu Yinmeng's "Ms Hu Celebrity Talk" in front of her.

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

The latter wore a little pink and light makeup, her charming eyes were bright and she could not hide her curiosity as she stared at Gong Li in front of her.

The fitted silk dress outlines her intellectual beauty that is beginning to blossom and blossom as time goes by.

Like a sweet spring, the refreshing heat moderates the temperature.

Like jasper, it is so transparent that it makes people put down their guard.

"Life is a state of consumption. No matter how much you fill it, your barn will never be full. From the moment you are born, everything in your body is being lost, consumed, and leaving you. You are afraid Are you afraid that you will be forgotten one day when you grow old?”

"Why not appreciate your own aging? I will accept myself at every stage. I feel that there will be a sense of distance between me and my life, but I will also have a sense of tolerance."

Gong Li's eyes were sincere, "I may be more afraid of being forgotten. It's not that I'm afraid of being forgotten, Gong Li, but that I destroy the characters I created..."

"So you've been sabotaging yourself to create different characters?"

"Yes. I think actors must be willing to destroy themselves, otherwise it would be boring to be in the same state forever."

Hu Yinmeng just stared at Gong Li naturally, showing admiration.

The lighting, photography, assistants, make-up and other staff were all outside the camera, watching the ordinary interview being talked about in front of them.

The boring chirping of cicadas outside the window originally made the summer afternoon drowsy, but the atmosphere created by the two of them made the wind no longer stir, and it had a kind of quiet and long-lasting tranquility that seemed to soothe the soul. Pot after pot of tea, people can't help but drink it slowly and enjoy it quietly.

"what!!!!"

In the dirty kitchen refrigerator that smelled like fish, a basin of ice water mixed with ice cubes was poured over, causing a scream and the sound of teeth chattering.

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

He pulled a high-power lampshade and stabbed the man in front of him, who was tied to a chair with hemp rope and was covered in scars and howling coldly. The latter's eyes were lifeless, his whole body was trembling, and his lips turned blue-white due to hypothermia.

"Thousands of dollars a month, what are you trying to do with your life?"

"Wouldn't it be better to just hand it over?"

"good for everyone,"

"Why bother……"

While persuading, he waved to the men next to him to indicate that he should continue.

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

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The swollen man shook his head and made a regretful sound of "tsk tsk tsk". After stopping to continue, he raised his finger.

His hands lifted the rag.

The man, whose face was pale and had snot dripping from his nose, and whose eyes rolled wildly, remained silent.

The swollen man's face suddenly became cold and he pressed his hands.

When the subordinate saw this, he continued to cover the man's face with a rag and began to pour water. Suddenly, the man kicked his legs randomly as if he was electrocuted.

Seeing his men holding down the man who was struggling and being waterboarded, feeling the man's suffocation and sense of survival, the swollen man indifferently picked up the blood-stained steel pipe next to him——

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bam—"

With a series of teeth-chattering muffled sounds, one of the opponent's legs was bent at a horrible angle, with blood and flesh stuck to the trouser leg. The shocking scene made people's hair stand on end and their scalp tingling.

"He fainted."

One of his subordinates rolled the opponent's eyelids and turned to the swollen man who was rubbing his numb hand.

"What the hell, are these people so hard-boned?" The swollen man opened the cold storage door with his camera and film.

"Film——" Someone hesitated to speak.

"do you have any opinion?"

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

The man with the tumor stopped and gave him a cold look. He was so frightened that the man lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. The former then looked away——

boom! ! !

"Here! Here it is! Don't you want it?"

"Gan Linliang!!"

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

"Do you think you are the one?"

The man with the tumor suddenly got angry, swung the camera and hit the other person's face. He rushed over and swung it over the head. This unexpected move shocked the others. By the time they reacted, the person who had just fallen had already fallen down. He couldn't stand up, his face was blurred, and blood was flowing...

After beating him for a while, he panted and held his waist, stretched out his finger and tapped, "Ha... appeal... take him to see a doctor."

As he said that, he turned around and looked around, "Did you see this guy deliberately irritating me? Huh?"

"Yes yes~"

"He deliberately provoked you."

"You deserve it~"

Several subordinates hurriedly agreed. Some of them peeked at their fallen comrade, showing unbearable expressions on their faces, but they did not dare to utter a word to refute.

After all, "Only a few thousand dollars a month, what's the point of living!"

"Thousands of dollars a month, and you still have to work for the government." "Hey, what do you think you want? Let me tell you, it's better to take other paths... Lawyers and judges."

In the kitchen, Fei Cheng, wearing an apron and holding a shovel in his hand, smiled and joked at Su Liyao, who was also rolling up his arms and sleeves to help the cook.

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

Fried large intestine is a specialty street snack in Hong Kong, especially popular in the Temple Street area of ​​Mong Kok. The fried golden and shiny pig intestine is called skinless roast goose here, and it is very delicious when paired with dipping sauces.

It’s hard to believe that several billionaires are frying intestines in a sauna-like kitchen...

"Shut up." Luo Dong, who was cold-faced and warm-hearted with a square scarf tied on his head to prevent oil smoke, brought the cut side dishes to the fat man with a big head and a thick neck, "Aren't you going to kill the company because of a few thousand dollars?" The old man was demoted..."

"That's different. What I'm doing is anti-corruption. It may seem like a few thousand yuan for the time being, but when you find a cockroach in the sun, there may be countless cockroaches behind it. A few thousand yuan may seem like a few thousand yuan. Small money, but of a different nature.

Besides, it was because I knew he was an old man that I gave him a chance and only demoted him to keep him employed. Otherwise, I would have asked the ICAC to intervene. " Fei Cheng picked up the soy sauce bottle next to him and squeezed it hard. The soy sauce bottle was like a stomachache, and it made a puffing sound.

“Can’t the kitchen in a store as big as ours change tools?”

"Brother Cheng, everyone has used this easily. It's easy for everyone to control the amount. Besides, isn't this what Brother Zu left behind... This can be regarded as a sign of nobility." The chef in the kitchen who was helping Feicheng next to him Looking back with a smile.

"Look, the company is now only authoritative. It seems that the boss's farts are all golden rules. If we don't break the inertia and this class solidification, the company will have no vitality."

Feicheng scolded the cook, "Besides, if you're a cook who doesn't study recipes, why study the Book of Changes? As a noble person, why don't you ask for a pair of Brother Zu's dragon underwear to be framed for you and hung on your bedside?" Maybe your wife will give you a big fat boy right away.”

"Then Brother Zu's underwear is probably not washed." Old man Zeng who was washing vegetables also joked, "In this case, is your wife asking for a child? Or is she stealing?"

"Go, go, go. Stay wherever it's cool. You have your business wherever you go."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The cook who had been teased blushed and argued, saying some difficult words, such as 'gentlemen are not worthy of mercy', 'Brother Zu bless', etc., which caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the air inside and outside the kitchen was filled with joy.

Obviously, this topic strikes a chord with people.

The Rolls-Royce Silver Spur Extended Edition turns smoothly.

"Boss, the people in the car behind are from Fruit Daily, and the boss behind is Fat Man Li."

Awen covered his Motorola phone, turned his head and reported to the back.

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

That's right, this animated movie was released, and its results were pretty awesome. Tu Meng Tu Meng earned more than 3000 million at the box office, which is already a pretty good result. In addition, Datou also has video tapes, VCD markets and peripheral products.

Although the box office is not very profitable, the peripheral products have made the IP of "McDull" profitable.

"Huh? Is it 咒?"

Director Wu, who was fascinated by watching cartoons with his two goddaughters, felt that the film was a bit childish for children, but it was just right for his age group.

"Is that because you want to shoot some dirty stuff about the two of them, or are you doing it for me?" Wu Xiaozu stared at the screen intently, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously amused by the content.

"Kekeke~" Cai Shaoping and Li Xiaoxuan were also fascinated by it.

"For the time being, it may be possible."

"Hahaha..." Wu Xiaozu couldn't help but smile, raised his head, and glanced at Awen indifferently, "The only reason to stare at them is to make big news, so let's give them big news to divert their attention. As for staring at them, Hold me——"

The smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"Would you like-" Awen made a cross gesture.

"Brother Wen, you are really punished. How can we do things that violate laws and disciplines? If people are willing to keep an eye on them, let them keep an eye on them! Call some more people and tell them that there is big news about Wu Xiaozu. Let's all keep an eye on it. Come on..." Wu Xiaozu looked at Awen teasingly.

"Uh…"

"Let's go and give them some exposure these days." Wu Xiaozu smiled and hugged his daughter-in-law and kissed each other, "Now it is difficult to find someone who can help us keep tabs on 24 hours a day and be responsible for me.

By the way, say hello and find something for him and his master to do. It saves me the help of the ghost guy to keep an eye on me all day long. "

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

Especially if he returns at this time, he would be nervous too!

After all, everyone knows that he is from the 'Lu' faction!

At this time, Su Liyao stood up and "walked in front of the emperor", which somewhat made some people murmur in their hearts.

For fear of affecting or disrupting some of their arrangements.

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 streets outside the car window and couldn't help but joke, "I deliberately left time for them."

"Sir Li just called and said everything is ready, BOSS."

"Yes? Did you say anything?"

Wu Xiaozu nodded suddenly and smiled at the two women, "You two are in a good mood."

"It's a treat."

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 the business and prepared a lot of delicious food."

"Is this the reason why you are here to conduct an exclusive interview with me?"

"I just feel that it is a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle. It has a sense of isolation and tranquility, as if it is separated from the hustle and bustle of the city. But it is also integrated into the city, which is very good." Hu Yinmeng said Qi Chan was very sensible, but he thought she had become a good person... uh... became a monk.

Buddha never preys on poor people, but only saves living people.

The paparazzi and "careful people" following the Rolls-Royce saw the car parked in front of the Dragon City Ice Room, and they stopped at a distance.

Paparazzi holding camera.

Some people got out of their cars to relax and smoke.

Yes, they are just here to keep an eye on Wu Xiaozu... Of course this kind of stalking will not cause any problems, but it can tell Wu Xiaozu: 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 on many issues.

After all, since you enjoy a transcendent status, you must learn to maintain a transcendent state.

Do you think the statue of the god from above will come down to point fingers?

During the campaign period, some people did not want Wu Xiaozu, a guy with a clear label, to stand up and stir up trouble.

His influence and communication are very intimidating to many people!

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

What is reality?

Defining reality is what is consistent with our cognition? So is "The Truman Show" real? Is "The Matrix" a real world? Why do you think Director Wu wanted to make these two series? In fact, they are all discussing a similar issue!

The media sometimes determines the real boundaries and the face of communication.

Wu Xiaozu happened to have this ability and strength.

Sometimes people don't pay attention to this 'Oriental City', but... when you pay attention, you will find many clues. Historically, at this stage until next year, a certain MI5 controlled by Hong Kong British began a series of operations.

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)