My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 172 Eat salted fish to make you thirsty, why wash pots and dishes?
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Longcheng Ice Room, restaurant on the first floor.

"Fish Casserole—"

Su Liyao put the casserole on the dining table with the pot tongs. The casserole has an excellent heat preservation effect, and the water bubbles are constantly tumbling in the pot. The smell of fish is overflowing, which makes people move their index fingers.

There are seven dishes on the table, fish casserole, spring shrimp with asparagus and perilla, white-cut chicken, chicken wings with lemon and honey sauce, braised pork with preserved vegetables, steamed cabbage with garlic, green beans with minced olive meat.It is delicious in color and fragrance!

Jiang Zhiqiang, Luo Dong, Fei Cheng, Su Liyao, Jiang Jiahua, Liang Jiahui and others looked at their noses, their noses at their mouths... their mouths produce fluid.

The rich dishes can't match the worries in everyone's hearts.

Today, it is cold and windy outside.

"Ming Pao" is like a sharp knife, straight into the heart of "Young and Dangerous".The entire Hong Kong Island is full of negative news about "Young and Dangerous".Sometimes, whoever speaks louder may really mean that they are speaking "correctly"!
The past few days can definitely be called stormy!

Today, Wu Xiaozu is a B... Brian suddenly treats guests to dinner...

Everyone said in their hearts that they were not panicking, but that was a lie.

Liang Jiahui remained motionless, with the whites of his eyes tilted, listening to the sounds in the kitchen with his ears up.When Wu Xiaoceng read the words "I treat you" on the phone, he really thought he was hallucinating.

There was a sense of abruptness in this matter... abruptness!

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Fat Cheng licked his face, shook his chest at Su Liyao, and pouted: What's going on today, boss?
Su Liyao stared intently at the boobs of the big-breasted brother who were teasing him up and down.

"Cough!" The big breasted brother was dissatisfied.

Su Liyao spread his hands, his eyes full of innocence.

"Convex!"

The big-breasted brother rolled his eyes, moved his body, swung his breasts from left to right, and looked at the lonely second brother Xue Luo, "... Haonan... Ekin..."

'Luo Yijian' played with the spinning Zippo glowing with cold light in his hand, and coldly gave Feicheng a death stare.

"Brother Dong, do you know what the boss thinks?"

Fei Cheng didn't dare to pout at 'Luo Yijian', so he could only flatter and ask in a low voice, "The last time the boss cooked himself, it was the time when Hesheng Datoule told us that the boss made noodles for us..."

"..."

Luo Dong stared at Fei Cheng, the flipped Zippo in his hand suddenly stopped, and said in a calm voice, "I only work for the boss, and I will kill anyone who touches him."

The voice was very flat, but it was full of bloody smell.

Luo Dong is Luo Dong after all, he is not Luo Yijian.But it is also because of this that he can play a Chen Haonan who makes young people crazy!

"Right."

Fat Cheng nodded, showing his white teeth, and licked his lips with his tongue, "The social security is so poor now, it's better to be in the underworld.",

"No...don't use the knife, those people rushing to the street, I don't know what...it's pain!" Su Liyao also responded truthfully.

Jiang Zhiqiang and Liang Jiahui looked at Luo Dong who was so calm, Fat Cheng who was smiling, and Su Liyao who was stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched.

When someone writes a newspaper and scolds you, you...are you going to kill someone?Please, do you want to talk about legal awareness?
Isn't this nonsense?
"However, if we can really scrape out this ninja who writes articles, and chop it up, maybe the box office will benefit..." Jiang Jiahua said suddenly.

hiss!
Jiang Zhiqiang and Liang Jiahui shrank their necks and looked at each other: This is a den of thieves!

and many more?

Liang Jiahui stared back!who?This is my love!Smiling and offering a loving smile to Jiang Jiahua.

Jiang Jiahua's eyes showed "good" appreciation.

Jiang Zhiqiang turned up the collar of his windbreaker, ignoring these three...four...five nervousness!An inexplicable feeling also arises in my heart: If it is really possible to create a gimmick, it seems that it is not impossible to kill people...

Those who are close to pigs are not necessarily fat, and those who are promoted by Wu Xiaozu must be black. This principle has become the motto of future female stars!
At this moment, Chef Wu came out wearing an apron, holding a pot of soup in his hand.

"Lily candied dates and almond pork lung soup. Nourishes yin and moistens lungs, suitable for drinking in winter."

Putting down the soup, he wiped his hands on the apron casually, looked around the crowd, and joked, "How about? These dishes don't suit your appetite?"

"call……"

Jiang Ershao drank the white water in the cup in one gulp, raised his head to look at Wu Xiaozu, and said, "Azu... In the worst case, let's go down the file in advance. Anyway, the box office is 1500 million now. The money has already been transferred..."

While talking, he observed Wu Xiaozu's expression, glanced at the sumptuous dishes, and said earnestly, "We don't need to waste our lives because of a little thing... Desperate things like this can be slowed down."

"Yeah, Azu, you suddenly brought up this table of rich beheadings...Howl—" Liang Jiahui howled in pain before he finished speaking, and Jiang Jiahua next to him looked at him with the same smile on his face.

Wu Xiaozu ignored the crowd, and stretched out his hand to pinch a chicken wing and put it in his mouth.The juice squeezed from the lemon is poured into the skin of the chicken through the slashed opening, blended with honey and oil, and the olive oil is fried to lock the aroma. Serve with lemon slices and chopped chives.

"Since I, Wu Xiaozu, dared to make movies, why would I be afraid of being scolded?"

Wu Xiaozu took off his apron, rolled it into a ball and threw it beside him, looked at the crowd meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Of course I understand the truth of eating salty fish to satisfy thirst. You really think that I am so indifferent to this kind of abuse. Will it be true?"

"Then you..." Jiang Zhiqiang was puzzled.

He somewhat understood Wu Xiaozu's character, Jiang Zhiqiang would be the first to not believe him if he was really indifferent to this kind of thing.

"Eating salty fish satisfies thirst, and I want to wear a crown to bear its weight. Since we are determined to find food during the Spring Festival, there is no reason why we will be affected by a little cursing. Unless the Education Department and the Film and Television Department really say something, but..."

Wu Xiaozu smiled contemptuously, expecting the British to control their Chinese dogs to eat dogs?

Shit!

freedom of speech?Democratic society?If this is the case, there will be no events of that scale in history.The first rule of all freedom and democracy is always: don't infringe on their interests!

The agreement has been signed, but don't think that the ghost is really willing to cooperate and stop making trouble!

Half of the responsibility for the social turmoil on Hong Kong Island in the 80s and 90s was the result of their letting go.

At this time, the atmosphere of rivalry in the political circles of Hong Kong Island is simply frightening to think about.Fortunately, there are some Chinese, whether they are sitting on the fence, or they are really patriotic or have other thoughts... Finally, the situation in Hong Kong Island is maintained.

But because of 404's attention, the fight in it is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Any freedom and speech has a price!I really think that the treatment on Hong Kong Island is the same as that in the UK, so it’s better to sleep well.Huo Daheng has been up and down for decades, isn't the account settled by ghosts?Otherwise, do you really think Huo Daheng endured it for decades for the sake of interest?

Don't give up ten thousand points, who will read the remarks of "Ming Pao"?Of course they are Chinese!Would you believe that ghosts watched "Young and Dangerous"?

Hong Kong Island is a traditional and Western-style market, but whether it is the East or the West, the topic of "minors" must have a market!

"Then what do you mean?"

Jiang Zhiqiang glanced at a table of sumptuous food in surprise, which he also thought was a 'decapitated meal' before.

"Hmm... the fire is just right, the outside is crispy and the inside is tender and sweet, sour and delicious. Chinese food is cooked in western style..."

Wu Xiaozu nodded with a look of enjoyment, slammed down the chicken bone and spat it out, and said to Su Liyao with endless aftertaste, "Remember to add this dish to the signature special meal of our Longcheng Ice Room, it will definitely be popular."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at the people in front of him who were wide-eyed and small-eyed, and jokingly said, "Isn't it really not to your liking?"

"Shh!"

Seven pairs of chopsticks are inserted into the fried chicken wings with lemon and honey sauce.

"good to eat!"

"Yeah, great taste!"

"Woooooooo..."

Several guys are fighting for each other.The table was filled with excellent compliments on every dish.

Looking at the few people fighting like wind and clouds, Wu Xiaozu took out a pack of cigarettes with a smile, popped three out of his mouth, lit them one by one, and then placed the three cigarettes in front of Guan Gong's statue and inserted them.

"The most important thing is to be moral when you come out to hang out. It doesn't matter if everyone competes for a few words at the box office, or shoots openly and secretly, but it's really immoral when it comes to innocent people."

Wu Xiaozu stood in front of Guan Erye, with his back to everyone.Smoke curled up, and the sound was faint.

"Eat salty fish to satisfy thirst?" Liang Jiahui spat out his bones and muttered indistinctly.

"Have I eaten yet?"

Wu Xiaozu pointed to the messy dining table, and said innocently, "I'm not full yet. This is obviously salted fish and I don't even plan to give it to me, so how can I be thirsty?" He picked up the water glass in his hand, "You can't ask me to do it. Shall I drink water?"

Turning to look at Jiang Zhiqiang, he suddenly said loudly, "1500 million, the fish has not been eaten yet, Jiang Sheng!"

The play "Young and Dangerous" Wu Xiaozu intends to make a series of works. 1500 million is indeed a lot, but for the entire series and even his subsequent profits, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is too little water, right?
Jiang Zhiqiang, who stood up and was going to catch fish, was startled by Wu Xiaozu's suddenly raised voice, and he shook the spoon in his hand, causing the fish to fall to the ground.

"Look, we obviously haven't eaten, but now this group of people ask us to wash the pots and dishes. I really want to ask, why?"

Wu Xiaozu looked at Jiang Zhiqiang with a smile, "Jiang Sheng, do you think this is the truth?"

Jiang Zhiqiang looked at Wu Xiaozu with wide-eyed eyes, and Chef Wu nodded to him innocently.

Second Young Master Jiang put down the spoon, picked up a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, sat back in his chair, took out a cigar, and hung it on his mouth, "I knew that your meal, Wu Xiaozu's bad teeth, made it hard to swallow! Tell me—"

"Look! Why don't you say that Jiang Sheng is our big water hose! He has vision and reason! Be a man of spirit..." Wu Xiaozu gave a thumbs up with admiration.

Liang Jiahui coughed wildly, and he froze with the idea of ​​"If you don't eat for nothing, you will eat for nothing". Now he feels a little idiot!
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Jiang Zhiqiang asked naked.

"How can..."

Wu Xiaozu waved his hands with a smile, "We businessmen, what we talk about is integrity and morality." His eyes flickered, with a cold light inside.

"Others want to block our way of making money..." Wu Xiaozu raised his head and nodded Guan Gong, "Since the flower shoes Guan Gong doesn't work, we can't find the black shoes Guan Gong, so why not find the red shoes Guan Gong..."

Those who do business worship Guan Gong with flower shoes, the ones who worship Guan Gong with black shoes in associations, and those who worship Guan Gong with red shoes are—— poor guy!
(End of this chapter)