My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 255 The izakaya gathers, the villains appear

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Central, a small retro izakaya.

In front of the door frame hangs two paper lanterns with yellow and ghostly symbols, a row of dark blue rags with the word "wine" hanging on the front, and a small blackboard with "temporarily #closed" erected on the side of the pine wooden grille wooden frame.

There is a misspelled word graffitied next to 'Temporary', so it has to be squeezed into the upper left corner, looking dispensable, just like Lao Wang's chest.

An irregular black and yellow plaque hangs in the middle, with the word "flower pistil" engraved in regular script on the top, and the words "ㄏㄨㄚㄖㄨㄧ" are marked on the bottom.

It's not Japanese, it's the spelling of "hua rui" in Wanwan's pinyin.

The Wanwan area has always inherited the pinyin handed down from the Republic of China. When you look at the mobile phones of the compatriots in Wanwan in later generations, when they spell, you will have the feeling of watching each other type Wubi, and you will fly away...

"Deng Deng Er Leng Deng Er, Deng Deng Er Deng Deng Er..."

The interior of the izakaya was extremely dark, with only a small chandelier hanging in front of the bar, and other than that there was a constantly rotating fan.

Wu Xiaozu held the wine glass and sipped the sake, while listening to Teresa Teng's version of "The Past Can Only Be Remembered".

"Time passes...never return~~~
Going wet~ I can only... reminisce~~~ Reminiscing about the bamboo horses and green plums in childhood, the two little guesses~ Day and night together~~ The spring breeze... blows the stamens red, and you have already added new water..."

There are all kinds of emotions in the clear and crisp sound, and the soft Xiao Ming tune makes people feel numb, and it matches the sake of the Japanese devils, especially a taste that is very hot in Tokyo.

"Jingle--"

The wind chimes swayed, and the bells flew away. The tight skirt outlined a bumpy figure and fluffy long hair. Lin Qingxia, dressed as Yujie, walked into the izakaya, exuding grandeur and maturity.

"You want to~~~..."

Before he sang the word "changing heart", Wu Xiaozu gently lifted the record pointer, raised his head with a smile, and looked at the other party with bright eyes.

"I'm busy for you, are you hiding here?"

The fragrant wind hit, Lin Qingxia took the sake in Wu Xiaozu's hand with her jade hand, took a small sip, her eyes were bright, she stared at Wu Xiaozu and smiled, she didn't feel the slightest bit of displeasure.Fucked by Wu Xiaozu... Bah!Being used by Xiaozu Wu... er... being able to help Xiaozu Wu... Bah bah bah!

Anyway, she's happy.

Wu Xiaozu smiled slightly, and lightly stretched his hands on the plump waist, directly rolled the number one aunt in Southeast Asia into his arms, put it on his lap, and supported it with a stick.

"Then you send the Buddha to the west, and accompany me to meet this fellow..."

"How do you know that I will succeed?"

Lin Qingxia gave Wu Xiaozu a blank look with a slightly coquettish bluntness, and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously: "What identity do I have? What am I yours?"

"You are my milk tea..." Wu Xiaozu subconsciously said.

"...??"

Looking at the embarrassed Wu Xiaozu, Lin Qingxia raised her eyebrows.

"This way I can hold it in the palm of my hand..." Wu Xiaozu felt that since he read out the vulgar lines, he must continue to be vulgar.

"Wine glasses are okay too?" Lin Qingxia smiled sweetly.

"Because the milk tea can be held in the palm of your hand, you can also—" Wu Xiaozu imitated the action of "inserting" with his hands.

Aunt Lin instantly realized: milk tea can be plugged in!Wen Qingbing's thoughts fluctuate instantly, is this what literati play hooligans on?A pun, a word with multiple meanings, but straight to the heart.

She felt more and more that Wu Xiaozu and her three views were in harmony. (Ghost knows, she will feel that Wu Xiaozu has three views...)
As for the "A pair of A" around Wu Xiaozu, it has completely disappeared from her point of view at the moment.

...

As the number one aunt in Southeast Asia...a goddess!Lin Qingxia can be said to be the light of the bay, and Taiwan compatriots are proud.Having debuted for many years, the connections in Wanwan cannot be underestimated.

On that day, Wu Xiaozu asked her to drink thick coffee milk.On the plane that night, she flew directly to Wanwan.Help Wu Xiaozu break the game!

Originally, she thought that if things didn't go well, she would use her connections to help Wu Xiaozu achieve this.With more than ten years of contacts in the entertainment industry, Lin Qingxia can't be included as a simple star.

Before Yang Dechong, Hou Xiaochun, Li An and other literary and artistic directors took over in Wanwan, there were only two Wanwan lights who were truly recognized by the public and the entertainment circle, one was Teresa Teng and the other was Lin Qingxia.

Even if Lao Wang emerges in a few years, he still can't match the status of the above two sisters among the people of Wanwan and their background in the literary and artistic circle of Wanwan.Because in the final analysis, Pharaoh is a star held up by Hong Kong people.Lin Qingxia belongs to her own daughter...

However, the smoothness of this matter exceeded Lin Qingxia's expectations.This reminded her of Wu Xiaozu standing in front of the door and smiling at her when she left the coffee shop.Smiling made her feel at ease and at ease.

...

The raindrops formed a line, smashed along the eaves, hit the ground, and splashed into multiple petals——

Hey!
A man's black leather shoes smashed the water drops, and moved up the straight legs, with tight buttocks, a hunchback, broad shoulders, handsome features, starry eyes and sword eyebrows.

As soon as this man stood here, a space seemed to be propped up between heaven and earth.

Uh……

Holding up a black umbrella with one hand, the crystal clear water droplets slid over the umbrella surface one by one, really supporting the space!
A black Mercedes came from the west intersection, and at the same time, a silver Toyota Camry emerged from the east intersection.At this time of heavy rain and empty streets, two cars appeared one from the left and the other from the right——

Wu Xiaozu held a cigarette obliquely on his lips effortlessly, the smoke curled up, his eyes were dull, when he heard the sound of the car horn, he raised the corner of his mouth, and held the half-burned cigarette under his finger, with a flick of his finger, the sparks disappeared in a flash, and he swiped Make a charming arc——

brake!
The cigarette butt was stained with water, and stood directly in the water pool in the middle of the road, and the two cars stopped abruptly, one left and one right. . .

Fei Cheng got out of the Mercedes-Benz, held up an umbrella and black fan, and went to meet the guests in the back seat.

Jiang Ershao got out of the Camry, and before he opened the umbrella, the two rear doors opened respectively, and the two black umbrellas were held out on both sides——

"Boss Chen!", "Boss Feng!", "Boss Jiang!"

"Boss Cai!"

Cai Songlin, who came out of the Pingzhi Station, glanced at the three people facing him and smiled cordially. At the same time, Jiang Zhiqiang, Chen Rongmei, and Feng Bingzhong also greeted each other.The four turned around, Wu Xiaozu stood in front of the izakaya and smiled.

"Wu..." Chen Rongmei wanted to speak.

"Boss Wu!"

Cai Songlin suddenly looked directly at Wu Xiaozu, with a smile in his wolf eyes, "Long time no see."

"It's better to see the time now."

Wu Xiaozu stepped aside, deeply forgetting how many people looked at him, and stretched out his hand, "Guys, the rain is so wanton, why not drink a glass of wine to warm up your body."

"Have a heart—"

Cai Songlin looked at the familiar signboard in front of him, nodded at Wu Xiaozu, turned his head to look at Chen Rongmei and Feng Bingzhong, his eyes flickered, and he smiled slightly, "You two, let's go together—"

Chen Rongmei glanced at Feng Bingzhong, he was not a reckless person, the two may not have noticed it at first, but seeing Cai Songlin's appearance, how could they not see that Wu Xiaozu chose a different place this time, they looked at each other, secretly communicating.

Flower stamen, Cai Songlin's most frequented izakaya on Hong Kong Island.

Cai Songlin didn't expect Wu Xiaozu to clean himself up here. From this point, it can be seen that Wu Xiaozu is meticulous in his thoughts and meticulous in his work.

Compared to Wu Xiaozu, although those two young masters were not stupid, but in terms of scheming and city management, they undoubtedly lost more than one notch.

Cai Songlin likes to deal with smart people.

note,

The smart people he refers to are not those who pretend to be smart, but - looking at Wu Xiaozu who is neither humble nor overbearing with a smile.

This is the wise man!

A scoundrel who is in the right position, but knows how to eat his brain and can bend and stretch. Most importantly, this scoundrel doesn't talk much!All express their attitudes with practical actions!

"Azu?"

Jiang Zhiqiang raised his head... looking at Wu Xiaozu with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong with Jiang Sheng..."

"Call me Jiang Zhiqiang or Aqiang." Jiang Zhiqiang interrupted with a wave of his hand.

Wu Xiaozu kept the corners of his mouth curved, opened his eyelids a little, looked carefully at Jiang Zhiqiang, and suddenly smiled, "Okay—Xiaoqiang, do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Zhiqiang nodded. Although he felt something was wrong, he didn't know what was wrong.

"Do you know the consequences of what you do?"

Xiaoqiang stared at Wu Xiaozu's eyes, hoping to guess something, but unfortunately, Wu Xiaozu was still smiling neither humble nor overbearing, and said helplessly, "There was a thunder on the ground, you said it before, if you don't make it, you will blow yourself up.

But now you are going to embrace the landmine yourself..." The corners of his mouth twitched, Jiang Zhiqiang continued, "Have you ever thought that even if you succeed, you may be regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by many people—"

"Aren't I now?" Wu Xiaozu asked with a smile.

"Uh……"

Jiang Zhiqiang's words are poor, and after thinking about it, it seems that Wu Xiaozu is in the same situation now.

The two brothers of the Lei family staged a scene of loving each other as a family. Even if Wu Xiaozu was begging for mercy at most, he would just linger on his last breath and become a vassal of a certain big boss, just like those talented people.

Do you really think that Cheng Long, Mai Dangxiong, Mecca, and Sammo Hung are 100% willing to pay tribute?

In modern society, how many people really obey a person from the bottom of their hearts?I've only heard of Sheng Mien, Du Michou!
When you work for your boss, it’s just for the salary. Is it really to push the boss to the throne of the group of people who get rich first? ?Then, do you really expect the boss to carry forward the spirit of getting rich first and then getting rich later, and turn around and pull you to go to common prosperity together?
If so, why can't you be the first to get rich?

"In the circle of Hong Kong Island, you are considered to be a smelly street this time."

Jiang Zhiqiang pointed at the izakaya with a wry smile, "I think we are like a group of big villains gathered together to conspire to usurp the throne..."

"Well~ how can you say that about yourself??"

Wu Xiaozu shook his head, pointed to the room, and seriously corrected him: "Master Chen and Master Feng can be said to be seeking to usurp the throne, you and I are at best rebelling against each other!"

After a pause, Xiaozu Wu added: "If you are not satisfied, we can still call Hong Kong film insiders, foreign eagle dogs, and traitors in the circle..."

"..."

Jiang Zhiqiang was so choked that he had nothing to say, but he still hastened to express his opinion: "Rising from the poles! We belong to rising from the poles!! This word is more commendable!"

"Okay, then we will fight against each other. Just as long as you are happy." Wu Xiaozu responded with a smile.

Looking at Wu Xiaozu who looked indifferent, Jiang Zhiqiang was not happy at all.

"You can think about it—"

Jiang Zhiqiang pushed the door with his hands, but still couldn't bear to turn his head, "There is no turning back! Peasant uprisings don't come to a good end! Even if there were...you can be regarded as the chief culprit among the evil ones. The Chinese can still treat the enemy with mercy." It's a dog's life, treat the inner ghost..."

"For the prosperity of the entertainment market on Hong Kong Island, and for the future of Chinese-language movies, I will throw my blood and blood... If you insist on thinking that I am an insider, you might as well call me another name. I deserve it?"

Wu Xiaozu made a joke and looked straight at Jiang Zhiqiang, "Actually, what you said to me is also what I said to you. Xiaoqiang—have you thought it through? Once you get on my thief boat, you will never return it!" "

"I, Jiang Zhiqiang, live such a big life. I can eat, drink, prostitute, gamble and smoke all kinds of poisons. The only advantage is that I am brave enough!" Jiang Zhiqiang stepped into the izakaya with short legs without hesitation. His back is full of awe-inspiring aura——

"Raise your feet!!"

Second Young Master Jiang turned his head and roared in a low voice.

Wu Xiaozu raised his foot innocently, and the other party walked into the izakaya, dragging his muddy windbreaker, leaving a dirty road.

This is a magical dirty road... to send the warmth of the villains to Hong Kong Island. From then on, the mountains are no longer high, the roads are no longer long, and all the villains gather together!
(End of this chapter)