My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 884 The annual meeting and the status of the rivers and lakes
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"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

In the quaint and slightly old tenement building, the sound of coughing is accompanied by the creaking footsteps of the wooden stairs.

The narrow stairs can only be passed by one person.

People came upstairs one after another.

In the long corridor on the left hand side, the door of the east chamber is open, and a screen with a picture of mountains and rivers blocks the view.

Guan Erye is on the altar altar, with melons, fruits, pears and peaches, and incense is slowly burning.

There are Ming and Qing style furniture and seats in the hall.

A chubby old man with a kind face was lazily leaning on the battered grand master's chair, and sat at the main seat.

The corners of the eyes are drooping, and the triangular eyes reveal an unpredictable expression.He was gasping for breath, with a cane between his knees, coughing continuously but it did not prevent his fingers from picking up a short hard red Marlboro again,

"Fat, please cut down on your cigarettes~ I'm in my teens, and I still have one or two packs of cigarettes a day..." An old man wearing wide-rimmed glasses held a match in front of him, and offered to light a cigarette with the flame drawn by it.

"I've lived for dozens of years, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking. Now I dare not eat, and I can't drink. Whoring and gambling are even more powerless. It's just this little addiction left. I don't know when I will see King Yan. ..."

Fatty smiled and took a puff and exhaled the smoke.

Through the green smoke, one can see that in the four corners of the spacious and bright hall, there are 37 or eight middle-aged and elderly people sitting scattered on the ground, with dignified expressions and unpredictable thoughts.

"Brother Kuan, I heard that Kou Liangrong under your door has taken in a lot of students who are still in school. Every time they do something, they let these students take the lead...the councilors keep reacting..." A bald old man under the light bulb He spoke suddenly.

"Ha~ Datouqiang, don't talk nonsense. Ah Rong has been doing business with kids recently. Those students are just kids helping myna to recruit students for myna's boxing gym... If you don't believe me, go out and listen..." The person who spoke One is Bengbikuan, a senior uncle of Hesheng, and his line is very strong.

line.

Roughly it means 'factions' and 'branches', but the degree of closeness is different. It is a very broad term, and only those who are really well-established 'doormen' can be included in its line.

According to this line, in fact, it was equivalent to a "tangkou" a hundred years ago.A person who can open the mountain gate and open the incense hall can be called a 'super boss'.

As for who can be called a line now, it depends on whether there is a "strong man" in your line.

There are more than 30 people present, and there are only seven people who can be honored as "XX line".Of course, the biggest one is "Fei Boxian". He is not only the spiritual leader of Hesheng, but also the commander of Heji. He is one of the few in Hong Kong Island who is qualified and capable of calling all Hezi associations to sit in the hall. The old man of the uncles.

To put it bluntly, even though Gouzi Wu is inseparable from He Sheng's affairs, the world still regards him as a "strong man" of the "fat line".Just like the other clubs who went ashore in the early years, the famous rich and powerful men who are now well-known are still regarded as figures in their respective clubs.

In the final analysis, Brother Le, Vulture, Hu Xukun, and Aze made such a fuss, but in the end it was the 'insiders' who competed with each other. From this, you can see the power of Fatty.

The surging tide!
"Heh - of course Lao Ba speaks for him, the tea restaurant and boxing gym are all under the care of Kou Liangrong..."

The old man in a suit, leather shoes, oily head, and noodles made a strange voice to support Datouqiang beside him, "Eating people has a short mouth, and short hands~~ It has been the truth since ancient times. But now Kou Liangrong lets the students come out to make trouble, and the police are watching everyone every day. Now It made everyone complain...

"Then why don't I ask Ah Rong to count the money for you to go home to take care of yourself? Is it your first day to work???"

Bengbikuan slapped the table and spat, "Old bastard, I didn't know you took 100 million from Little Crane?"

"Damn you old wood! I'll take you Ma Gebi..." Youtouye slammed the table and cursed.

Of course he hates being called an 'old ass' the most. Even though he really sells his background, today's practitioners in this field on Hong Kong Island are basically his disciples and grandchildren.

"puff!"

Bengbikuan spit foam directly.

Two half-centenarians were blowing their noses and staring, spitting and pouring tea at each other, and the friendly people next to them were pulling the two of them.

"Enough!"

The majestic middle-aged man slapped the table of the Eight Immortals, "Is Fatty still here? Do you want to rebel? Do you want me to ask the younger brothers to come up and see how the two uncles are rolling around here?" They? Shut up!
Today is to invite everyone to be formal.This is the annual meeting of our club!You are also excited, why don't you open the window and jump down... Even the group of cops who didn't even save their troubles stayed up all night with us. "

The man wearing a black cadre jacket is called 'Brother Wen', his name is Chen Wen, and he is known as 'Boss Chen', and he is also a big boss who can be called the 'Brother Wen Line'.

At this moment, he scanned the crowd filled with righteous indignation, sat lazily on the chair, and the benevolent fat man glanced at Chen Wen casually.

This one seemed to be trying to persuade a fight, but he didn't keep his composure and put the fat man in front of everyone again, setting him on fire!
Therefore, among adults, those who praise and praise you do not necessarily treat you well, and those who help you put them on the stage do not necessarily respect you. They may just want to sell you for a good price!

"Yeah, brother Wen is right, everyone be quiet. Fatty called everyone here today, just to consider the 'things' of next year. Ah Kun has done a good job in the past two years, and we all see it... ..." Another fat old man with a face full of pits was smiling and grinning, turning a walnut in his hand, and grinning, his face was so pitted that it looked like the surface of the moon, and even flies couldn't land on it.

His name is He Ming, known as Dashe Ming, and the "Dashe Line" is also one of the seven lines of Hesheng today.

The old man wearing wide-rimmed glasses who just lit Fatty's cigarette is called 'Chalaohua'.

Counting it up, it happens to be the Huage line, the big snake line, the Wenge line, the big head strong line, the gay king, the Bengbi line, and the Feibo line. A total of seven lines have been recognized.

The scene in front of me can also be regarded as Hesheng's 'annual meeting'.

Those who can be in the hall have already proved their status in the world, and being able to sit in the front row requires both seniority and power.This is the same as cultivating talents in the film industry, and it is the same in clubs.

Disciples and grandchildren are really strong, so you, a retired boss, still have a loud voice in the club.

There are nearly 60 elder uncles who made Hesheng decision-making, but there are only seven or eight who can really speak in the hall.

Many people are even part of the 'line' behind these seven or eight people.

This is also a manifestation of the status of the rivers and lakes.

To be honest, Wu Xiaozu's current behavior in the entertainment industry, if you carefully analyze it, a dog can't change eating shit.

Actually, it's still the same.

Don't think this set is outdated.This set has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has been hundreds of years since the associations introduced and improved it.

One of the typical ways of 'democratic centralism'.

60 people have the right to choose, and the inspection period is from the end of the lunar year to the end of the next year... This method, if you analyze it carefully, is it quite scientific and healthy?
Outside the gate of Tongzilou, there are many young people scattered in an endless stream.

Everyone looked at each other, looked left and right, and were vaguely vigilant.

drip.

An Accord drove over from the street, and someone had already noticed the license plate and waved his hand to let it go.

Across the street corner, there is a food stall.

There were several tables filled.

There were fires on every table, obviously side burners.

"Huh, boss, this pot is a little hot tonight!"

A Bin picked up the beef, and aimed his eyes at the brightly lit tenement building not far away, "Do you want to take out some carbon fire?"

Turning his head to look at the Boss who was holding a bowl to scoop up the meat.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuchs are in a hurry, the noodle guy in the tea restaurant opposite didn't say anything, what are you worrying about? Why, in a hurry to be the first brother?" Chen Bingzhong said without raising his head.

A young guy at the same table looked up at the tea restaurant.

"What are you looking at, college student!" A Bin patted the head of his co-worker casually, "Want to transfer O record from CIB??"

"Is that group O Ji??"

"Do you really think that our brother's unit eats dry food?" Abin sneered and knocked with his chopsticks, "Bingqiang, you have a lot to learn, so study hard. I don't know how many ghosts and monsters will be left in this matter tonight." It jumped out... I still remember the great storm in the rivers and lakes in 1986..."

"are you full?"

Chen Bingzhong stared at him, "When you're full, go to the convenience store opposite and buy a Superman toy. Remember to buy Jonas Ultraman."

"..."

Abin laughed, turned his head and smiled at the newcomer named 'Bing Qiang', and said in a low voice: "College students, if you want to be a first brother, you must have bright eyes. Learn hard, these things are enough for you to learn for a lifetime..."

Just as he was talking, a person got out of the Accord car.

A younger brother took the initiative to help park the car.

There is no way, both sides of the street have been parked long ago, and you can even see some people sitting in some cars, counting the people scattered on the street, there are already quite a few.

"Hu Xukun??" Abin added in a low voice, "This year's Hutchison is the head of the family. Why is he here??? Today's uncles are chatting...won't you want to continue to do what Ale failed to do in the past two years something??"

"Bingo, who is Ah Le?"

"The last session." Abin's face was serious, and he paused, "It's quite troublesome anyway..."

When he looked up, he saw Chen Bingzhong also looking up at Hu Xukun who was not far away.

"Boss?" Abby asked.

"Ah."

Hearing Chen Bingzhong's acquiescence, Abin smiled and stopped 'Bingqiang' by the shoulder, "Go, Brother Bin will take you to order a dick!"

"Ah? Dianmao? Alright Brother Bin...wait for me..."

Five or six members stood up and followed Abin to the Tanglou in the street.At the same time, six or seven people from O Ji who drank orange juice and ate noodles in the tea restaurant also came out.

The entrance of the tenement building.

Standing in the wind, Hu Xukun took out a cigarette, lit it with his hands on his back, and glanced at the young people on both sides who were staring at him vigilantly, with a cigarette in his mouth, and opened his arms with a smile...

"Offended, Brother Kun."

"It doesn't matter."

The two checked carefully, and Hu Xukun cooperated very well, which is what it should be.Even he was not spared.

(End of this chapter)