My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 35
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Yau Tsim Mong District, Mong Kok.

Wu Xiaozu sat in the taxi, the cigarette in his hand was burnt out, and the ashes hung neatly on it.Roll down the window, when the wind blows, the soot is scattered, and the ashes are gone.

Luoji Tea Restaurant.

A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses walked into the tea restaurant. As soon as he entered, he looked around, only to find that the hall was empty and there were no guests.

The middle-aged man was stunned, his eyes fixed on the short boss who was in front of the cashier to settle accounts with a calculator, "Wen me?"

The restaurant owner did not lift his eyelids, he pointed to the side and continued to bow his head to settle accounts.

The middle-aged gentleman looked around and saw a man with a dark yellow face sitting at a round dining table in the middle, holding a glass in both hands, with a few tea leaves floating in it, sipping small sips, with an ordinary appearance and an indifferent expression. Dressed casually.

"Who is he?"

The restaurant owner still didn't respond. The middle-aged man glanced at the boss and walked over to the dark-skinned man helplessly.

"You touch me?"

"sit-"

The man pointed back at the chair beside him and stared at him calmly, "Wang Yucai?"

"I am, what do you say when you ask me to come out?" Wang Yucai sat opposite the young man with a strange look in his eyes, "Who are you, why did you ask me out?" After speaking, he took out a roll of Hong Kong dollars and threw it on the table. , rolled his eyes.

"Drinking tea?" The dark-skinned man flipped over an empty cup, lifted the teapot to pour tea, and pushed it in front of Wang Yucai.The frightening fragrance is Biluochun.

Wang Yucai didn't say anything, picked up the teacup and took a sip.Put away the money on the table, took another sip, looked up at the other party, "Which one are you?" Also in Mandarin.And the tone is the same as that of the man with the dark yellow face, it turned out to be a fellow.

The young man smiled and nodded, and then he said, "In 1982, the rainy night madman Lin Guoyun committed a crime, and the social impact was bad, causing panic in the whole society. The taxi industry fell into a slump, and the police issued the latest taxi management. Bill, it took a long time for the Hong Kong taxi industry to recover. Now the theater is showing "The Butcher in the Rainy Night", which is about the case of the madman in the rainy night. Do you think the audience will repeat the same mistakes after watching the show? "

"The taxi industry is about thousands of households. As a trade union representative, do you want to speak up?"

The young man picked up a kraft paper bag and threw it to Wang Yucai.

"I know that you are being chased by loan sharks, and someone will help you solve the loan sharks. Take a look at some things here, and think about whether you want to come forward."

Wang Yucai sat on the chair with a pale face, the tea in front of him was already cold.

There are several pages of information on the kraft paper bag.There is evidence of his gambling arrears and evidence of collecting money behind the back of the company boss.

Next to it, two photos stand out.A family portrait, the old man is holding the child, and he is standing behind him with a woman.One is of him hugging another woman and child.

The dark yellow man looked at him and said indifferently, "Biluochun, are you used to drinking?" After speaking, he got up and left without waiting for the other party to answer.

"Crack, crack..."

Wang Yucai took out the lighter, and he couldn't light the cigarette without shaking, and his whole body was trembling and restless.

The owner of the restaurant came over, picked up the lighter on the table, helped him light the cigarette, and said softly, "People from the Kowloon Walled City." He answered his previous question.

Seeing Wang Yucai's dejected appearance, the restaurant owner patted the other party's shoulder, removed the glass, and returned to the kitchen, leaving only one sentence for him: "Blooming rich or rich? I don't know, you choose."

The trade union representative shook his hand holding the cigarette, blowing the air conditioner, but the sweat couldn't stop flowing.He kept wiping away sweat, and he was still sweating profusely.

A red taxi parked quietly in a dark alley not far from the most prosperous intersection in Mong Kok.

Wu Xiaozu sat in the back seat of the taxi, closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers on his legs subconsciously.

"Go to Causeway Bay Correctional Institution and give Kuan Bo Jin Biluochun. Say he is released from prison, and I will celebrate his birthday."

……

The dog meat hot pot was boiling hot, and the two men at the short wooden table sat looking at each other.It was only daytime, but it was extremely dark inside the fortress.A dim yellow lamp hung from the ceiling, crumbling.

"Uncle Kuan is my deed master, and I have done the work."

The dark-skinned man gathered up the envelopes on the table, put them in the lined pocket, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meat, and ignored Wu Xiaozu who was facing him.

"Thank you."

Wu Xiaozu drank the wine glass, got up and left.

Not far away, Fei Cheng, who was leaning and smoking at the entrance of the alley, saw Wu Xiaozu come out, threw away the cigarette butt, and went up to meet him.

"Ayao said that his old watch will be charged 5000 yuan."

"Give him 10000 yuan." Wu Xiaozu glanced at Fei Cheng, saw his hesitant expression, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "If you give up, you will get it. You have to spend money to make money. You don't have money to go to Jiang Sheng. branch."

Fei Cheng looked at the big guy in surprise, he didn't expect the big guy to be so forthright.

"Jiang Sheng said that he will wait for you at Lixiao Palace after finishing his work in Central." Fei Cheng said, "Here is the address and phone number of the editor-in-chief of the newspaper you asked for."

Wu Xiaozu nodded his head to show his understanding, took the note, glanced at it, and shredded it and left it out the window.

In the crowd, a red chicken drove towards Central.

……

A small villa in Kowloon Tong, Hong Kong Island.

Outside the door hangs a sign that says "Film Studio".

Tsui Hark is very strange, so strange that he installed the production company in this small villa in Kowloon Tong.

In a small fish pond in the backyard, two men were lying on deck chairs smoking cigars, with two fishing rods standing beside them, but there was not a single fish in the bucket.

"You big director don't care about the box office? Do you know that Boss Zou and Mr. Pan are going to block you in a new show. Princess Jin went out to a new art city, and Jiahe finally broke up the two of you, and would not want to see another one. Xinyicheng appeared. "The True Color of Heroes" made them suffer, and "Kao Ma Dan" will not go smoothly..."

Tsui Hark had messy hair tied up in the back of his head, stubble between his lips and chin, completely rebellious and rebellious.Wearing pajamas, legs resting comfortably on the chair, squinting, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.

He took a cigar, and the smoke covered his face, making his old friend Wu Siyuan, who was wearing gold glasses, unable to see his expression.

"Filming a film is like fishing, if you wish you will take the bait." If you look at the vague words again, I don't know if I'm drowsy.

"Don't worry about him. In fact, he cares more than anyone else. Two days ago, I asked Qingxia and the three of them to use a miniature camera to record the audience's reactions." Shi Nansheng, a tall, short-haired, dressed in a gray OL dress, walked away with two cups of coffee. Come over, "Wu Sheng, drink coffee."

Wu Siyuan smiled slightly and did not continue the topic.Turning to chat about the possibility of costume play.

With the popularity of Hong Kong Island films in foreign markets, Hong Kong Island filmmakers have also seen various possibilities.In the first two years, Golden Harvest invested and directed Tsui Hark's 3000 million-dollar production of "The Swordsman of Shushan", which only recovered 2000 million at the box office, and lost to Zou Wenhuai.This kind of ghost film suddenly became a taboo for Hong Kong Island filmmakers.

But as the Hong Kong Island market became more and more hot, Wu Siyuan saw the possibility of filming the film.To this end, he found Tsui Hark.On Hong Kong Island, there are many companies capable of opening a million-dollar movie, but if they have the courage to make a million-dollar movie, then there are only Tsui Hark and Xinyicheng.

If "Dao Ma Dan" is a big hit at the box office, then the film studio will become a first-tier production company on Hong Kong Island. Investments above 1000 million are not a problem.

……

A clock hotel in Central.

Wu Xiaozu sat on the sofa, tapped the table with his fingers lightly, and stared calmly at the disheveled and scrawny man in front of him.

Tears, snot and snot flowed out of the man, lying on the ground constantly licking the pile of powder on the ground, like a mad dog.

"Pujie, when you come out to do things, you are hooking women and beer fans." Fei Cheng scolded fiercely, "Pu, your mother! I want you to help me to help you deal with the aftermath."

In the bathroom, a half-person was groaning and twitching with hazy eyes, foaming at his mouth, and Luo Dong poured cold water on him with a sprinkler.

The woman was obviously overwhelmed by the force of the medicine, and she couldn't bear it. I really don't know how much powder she just ate.If it wasn't for Wu Xiaozu and his party arriving in time, the woman must have been lying dead.

That would be really hilarious.

"You can't understand what I'm talking about now." Wu Xiaozu stopped tapping his fingers on the table, shook his head helplessly, and hooked his fingers at the three of Zu Liyao, "It's work." After speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back. .

Zu Liyao carried a miniature video recorder to shoot the man and woman, and Fei Cheng also raised the camera to shoot.From time to time, she also picked up the woman's long hair and took a few close-ups.

"What kind of paparazzi did Jiang Sheng introduce? It's clearly a Daoist friend. Pick! This kind of person is very troublesome!" Fei Cheng said, slapped the man's face with a slap in the face, "The most annoying these Daoist friends, There's no bottom line to come out. It's really urgent, I don't even blink an eye when I sell old beans and old mothers."

He lowered his head and saw that the man had regained his senses, Fat Cheng grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the front, with a chubby smile, he gently fanned him twice to make him sober, "This article must be published in the newspaper tomorrow. If the article does not appear in the newspaper, then you will appear in the newspaper. Do you understand?”

The man nodded desperately, the broken glasses fell to the ground, and he did not dare to pick them up.

"That's good." Fei Cheng slapped him in the face with admiration, and when he let go, the man fell directly to the ground, like a dead dog.

"Cultural people? It's not worthy of being a young and dangerous boy in the street." After speaking, he spit in disdain.

"Come on!"

Zu Liyao beckoned, seeing Luo Dong tidying up his clothes in the mirror, he couldn't help but tease, "Dong... Dong brother, today... I'm going on a date with Shao Da... big sister tonight, dressed so beautifully?"

Luo Dong made a cool gesture in the shape of a pistol, fired two shots at Zu Liyao, and walked out of the room smartly.

"Would you like to act cool like this?" Fei Cheng shook his curly hair exaggeratedly, walked to the mirror and nodded earnestly, "Beautiful!" He dipped his hands with water and wiped the stinky beauty on his head. Fan just left.

5 minutes later, the red chicken parked on the side of the road downstairs started to leave, the work was not finished, and there was no free time during the day.

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