My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 240 Prospect Analysis
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hotel lobby.

"Sorry, sir. Your key was picked up by our lobby attendant. If you are a resident of room 609, please show your passport."

The slender French girl at the front desk showed a professional smile.

Wu Xiaozu touched his nose and looked at the French receptionist uncertainly: "Are you sure I lost the key? 609???"

"Yes sir. Because I was right behind you when you dropped the key."

At this time, a handsome white waiter came over and smiled politely at Wu Xiaozu, "Although I don't want to tell you, I still want to tell you.

That glamorous Soviet woman you saw in the lobby must have been captured by...your friend.

So, excuse me, even if I don't pick up the key, you probably won't get what you want tonight. "

After the waiter finished speaking, he pointed to Wu Xiaozu's back.

"Haha, Azu—"

Wu Xiaozu turned his head, and saw Jiang Ershao in high spirits, with weak legs, hugging the waist of a big ocean horse half a head taller than him, walking over triumphantly, with endless spring-like display and provocation in his eyes .

Looking at Jiang Zhiqiang, whose face was hollowed out and with kidney deficiency, Wu Xiaozu cursed secretly in his heart: Hold the grass!

At first, he thought that Monica Bellucci had found his key, she was a bitch who ate, drank and slept.

Later, through the dialogue and reactions of Monica Bellucci.He felt that the other party was a bitch who could exchange his body for the future in order to achieve his goal.

But obviously this Bichi was very unlucky and went to the wrong room, mistakenly regarded himself as a "trading partner", and went whoring a bully prostitute for free!

Now it seems!
Wu Xiaozu stared at the house key that Jiang Zhiqiang handed over to him, 609 pierced his eyes!This is no longer a problem with overlord prostitutes.

What the hell... Could it be that he has the blood of the European Emperor? ? ?
Immediately afterwards, the key in his hand reminded him that the key he left behind... No woman was hooked at all!This is obviously a non-chief's luck.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaozu regretted that he didn't pay Monica Bellucci the only Hong Kong dollar in his wallet as money for whoring!

In that case, this world-class stunner can earn at least a few thousand Hong Kong dollars.

……

"Excuse me, may I ask if there is a black-haired..."

Suddenly, a bald man in a suit came to the front desk to ask.

The girl at the front desk didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, she raised her head and looked at Wu Xiaozu's hair.

The bald man in the suit also saw Wu Xiaozu's shining black hair.

"!@#￥￥%...**?" The bald man in a suit spat out a string of French with a smile.

"Pfft—" Second Young Master Jiang spit out a mouthful of coffee.

"?" Wu Xiaozu looked at Jiang Zhiqiang calmly.

"He... asked you... did you ask him out?" Second Young Master Jiang suppressed a smile with a strange expression.

"........."

Wu Xiaozu stared coldly at Jiang Zhiqiang who was holding back his laughter.Jiang Zhiqiang shrugged at the bald man, and told him skillfully in French that he had found the wrong person.Jiang Ershao travels to Europe all the year round, and his language skills are MAX!

"Oh...sorry sir, I think we can communicate in English. My name is Bob Pettit, a director of Hachette Filipacchi Publishing. I have an appointment to talk things over here."

The bald man quickly changed into broken English, "Are you... Japanese?"

"Chinese."

Wu Xiaozu squinted his eyes and replied: "From Hong Kong Island, China."

"Oh, Hong Kong Island! It's a beautiful place."

Pettit spread his hands, as if he was afraid that Xiaozu Wu would think he was entertaining, and he explained with a smile: "I have been to Hong Kong Island a few times this year, do you know "ELLE" magazine? The Chinese version of "ELLE" in Hong Kong Island It was our publishing house that launched the publication. (In 1987, Hachette Philippacher founded the Chinese version of "ELLE" on Hong Kong Island.)."

The bald man glanced at Wu Xiaozu with a smile, and said without leaving a trace: "Then, are you sure it wasn't you who asked me out..."

Wu Xiaozu kept smiling, he didn't answer immediately, and naturally he didn't deny it immediately.

"Chinese version of "ELLE"?" Jiang Zhiqiang looked at Wu Xiaozu suspiciously, and whispered in Cantonese: "What's the situation? Could it be..."

"Is this Soviet girl good at technology?" Wu Xiaozu asked without answering, and glanced at the tall and slender girl Mao.

"Super sharp!" Jiang Zhiqiang pointed to his trembling legs: "Here, you should understand that a veteran of flowers like me can't help but risk being sucked dry by her, so you know her skills!"

"Then help me get this Soviet woman and let her demonstrate her skills. Don't be stingy with the price!"

Wu Xiaozu left a word to Jiang Zhiqiang, turned his head, and smiled: "Mr. Pettit, I don't think you mind getting to know one more friend?"

"Oh?" Frenchman Pettit showed curiosity.

Beside him, Jiang Zhiqiang with a confused face negotiated a good price with Maomei in half-baked Russian.

You can enjoy it again once you hear it, and you can still get money.At this point in 1987, Mao Mei agreed without even thinking about it.

There is such a good thing!In China, I dare not even think about it!

After negotiating the price, Wu Xiaozu pushed the Soviet giant horse to Petit under Jiang Ershao's reluctant eyes.At the same time, he slipped his 609 key into the opponent's hand.

"Mr. Pettit, take your time. I'm sure you'll enjoy—this new friend."

Bob Pettit glanced at Maomei, then at the key Wu Xiaozu handed over, and smiled at Wu Xiaozu knowingly and winked: "Oh, I understand. You are the cunning of the Orientals! It seems that the person who asked me out is you.

I know you Chinese, you like to use this cloudy way to test things out.

Honestly, though, I love your cunning! "

Pettit smiled at Wu Xiaozu knowingly, and then hugged the tall, glamorous and eager Mao Mei unceremoniously.

Wu Xiaozu showed a smile of "I was seen through" on his face, and shrugged his shoulders at the French guy, noncommittal.

The two men looked at each other across the country, without saying a word!
...

Watching the bald Frenchman leave with his big horse in his arms, Jiang Zhiqiang grabbed Wu Xiaozu's collar impatiently, and asked in a low growl, "Azu, what are you doing? The woman I just hooked up with, you help me...

Well, don't look at me like that, I admit I don't have the energy to enjoy it, but!You don't have to be in such a hurry to help me deal with it, do you?Where do I put my face—”

"The Chinese version of "ELLE" Hong Kong Island, do you think we have obtained such resources, is it attractive to those actresses?" Wu Xiaozu responded flatly.

Monica Bellucci?

Sorry, after pulling up his pants, Wu Xiaozu didn't admit it.

Moreover.

Catering to this French guy with a female man of a fighting nation is also helping Monica Bellucci from secondary harm, isn't it?Let Monica Bellucci not experience "physical and mental harm"!With her current physical strength, she is unbearable to conquer!
At the very least, this can be regarded as doing a good deed without leaving a name, right?
In the previous life, Wu Xiaozu had contacted countless peripheral and female models, so he naturally knew the value of resources like "ELLE".

What Wu Xiaozu considered was the benefits to him of getting acquainted with this Pettit.

Even if there is no profit, at most it is just paying a little money for whoring, and there is nothing to lose!
Oh - that's right!
Take a look at Jiang Zhiqiang!

He paid for the prostitution, and he had nothing to lose!

……

The door of room 606 opened, and Monica was ridden by a donkey, with two beautiful legs, and continued to maintain a paralyzed and cold look for decades, and walked towards the elevator.

Ding!
"Woooooooo..."

A bald man put his arms around a tall hairy girl and kissed passionately, while stumbling out of the elevator, he almost bumped into Monica Bellucci.

Monica frowned and walked away, couldn't help muttering an Italian swear word and walked into the ambiguous elevator.

Looking at herself reflected in the elevator, Monica Bellucci's eyes flashed a trace of complexity.Then it was replaced by a cold look.

When she stepped out of the elevator, she turned into a radiant, glamorous and noble girl again.Unfortunately, she couldn't walk gracefully.

A corner of the lobby.

"Movie classification will definitely make many people unable to adapt, I think there will be a big market for 111-rated movies!
This big cake is a virgin land, no one has touched it.Everyone's starting point is the same, and we are even more prepared than many people!

I think 111-level movies will touch the structure and interests of the entertainment industry in a short period of time. "

Wu Xiaozu took a sip of coffee, looked at Jiang Zhiqiang who nodded, and continued: "At first, I was worried that no female star would be willing to act.

But if we can provide each other with extremely powerful resources at this time, what do you think will happen?

Magazines like "ELLE" have a high style for many actresses.If we have such resource support.

Coupled with the fact that we have produced a batch of high-quality 111-level movies, it might not be possible to attract female stars...

Undressing is a common behavior in the West.Female stars only need to pretend to dedicate themselves to art... By the way, I forgot to tell you, I just signed the "Wanwan Film Manifesto". "

Wu Xiaozu briefly explained the "Wanwan Film Manifesto" to the other party, and continued: "In this way, we can leave a fig leaf for the female stars to fool the public. Because our movies are art!

At the same time, we can also increase the remuneration of actresses!
Furthermore, we can also provide them with powerful fashion resources to whitewash them..."

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Wu Xiaozu paused as he looked at Jiang Zhiqiang who was staring at him.

Jiang Zhiqiang swallowed, shook his head, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Azu, you are really a little scary. This calculation of yours may be able to tear off the last piece of clothing of the female star..."

"Simple and rough 111-level movies are not very profitable, and commercial films wrapped in artistic elements are the truly excellent 111-level movies. The amount of exposure is not the most important thing..." Wu Xiaozu picked up his coffee, and just caught a glimpse of a familiar enchanting figure out of the corner of his eye .

The ocean horse Monica Bellucci staggered across the hall.

Jiang Zhiqiang followed his gaze and looked over.

That's right, Monica Bellucci gave Wu Xiaozu a lot of inspiration.If you want female stars to take off their clothes, "Peach" and "Jade Girl Classic" are not qualified.The style must be high!The number must be shouted loudly!

Just look at the so-called goddesses in Europe and North America.Anyone who has never presented a naked body on the screen must be a fake goddess!

Filming "Jade Girl" may be criticized as vulgar, but filming films such as "Roman New Year" and "Don't Look Back" must be art.

Wu Xiaozu has never felt so close to an artist.

The main thing is, audiences love this art, don't they? ?

The market determines the supply!

(End of this chapter)