My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 886

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket.

Ruan Yongwen smiled and patted the shoulders of the two of them one by one, nodded in satisfaction, and then walked downstairs.

Take the elevator downstairs, cross the street, and come to a colorful guitar neon sign, walk down the stairs, and there is a bar restaurant.

At this moment, in the bright restaurant, there are not many customers, and the bartender is wiping glasses.

Hey!
The lighter lights the cigar.

A cigar was held in his fat right hand, and a ring with a purple emerald face, a heavy gold ring, and a jade wrench were worn on his finger in sequence, and the big golden labor on his wrist was also shining brightly.

With a big back, a wide navy blue wool suit with overalls, two pairs of pointed leather shoes polished brightly, and the trouser legs are lifted, revealing orange stockings.

A plate of spaghetti was placed on the round table, and the big fat man was holding a fork and working hard with relish, wrapping up a cigar from time to time.

"Brother Cheng."

Ruan Yongwen walked into the restaurant.

"Do you have supper? Have a plate of spaghetti bolognese." Fat Cheng waved at the waiter vaguely before he had time for the bald noodles.

"The police confronted Hu Xukun just now, and Sir Chen stepped forward."

"Normally, the poor guys definitely don't want things to become a big deal. A smooth transition is their greatest wish."

"Yes, I said that someone must understand me."

Suddenly, outside the door, Chen Bingzhong led A Bin and Bing Qiang in with a light smile, which made the bodyguards in the restaurant instantly vigilant.

"Add three more servings of pasta." Fei Cheng waved with a smile.

"I'm surprised that the person sitting here is not your boss, but you."

Ruan Yongwen subconsciously stood in front of him.

"Don't worry, we are aboveboard, unlike some villains who hide in the dark." Chen Bingzhong glared at Fei Cheng, who was buried in his noodles.

"Chen sir, look at what you said, the fire at the city gate caused the fish in the pond, it's just that I look like a bad guy, so people often mistake me for it. But when you send someone, how come you look at me like this with colored glasses..." Fei Cheng He smiled and picked up his cigar.

"Heh~ You've been wronged by hiding here... Then I've wronged you by hiding upstairs to observe? Do you really think that our poor guys are idlers? He Sheng casts a role, what do you participate in?"

"Chen sir, the subordinates like to look at the scenery and break the law?"

"Does your boss know?"

"Hey—don't wrong a good person. My boss has been nominated as one of the top ten young people on Hong Kong Island and is about to receive a medal. He left the club directly at the beginning, washed his hands in the gold basin, and stopped meddling in Jianghu affairs.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been blackmailed some time ago.By the way, my boss was blackmailed, so you guys don't care about it? "Fei Cheng smiled and showed his double chin, took out a towel and wiped his mouth.

Chen Bingzhong stared straight at Fei Cheng, pulled over the chair, sat opposite him, and smiled, "Okay, Bing Qiang, come and take notes for him. Remember, you must protect the privacy of the reporter and be fair. Fair, don't spread the word just because he is a big star or director in the entertainment circle..."

"Chen sir, how dare I report the crime when you say it like this? It's my boss who doesn't turn around and refine me..."

Fat Cheng Plump covered the notebook in front of him with his hands, and said with a smile, "Little brother, I'm just in a hurry." Pointing to the pasta served by the back kitchen, "Eat first, then we'll talk..."

"Don't make trouble." Chen Bingzhong said.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in talking to the parties myself."

Fei Cheng smiled slightly, "Who doesn't know, every time the sitting hall is launched, it's just the cannon fodder that the elders put out to top the vat? I don't do good business, how can I participate in those..."

"Then what are you doing sitting here?" Bing Qiang asked, and then saw Chen Bingzhong and Fei Cheng looking at him in unison.

"Ah sir, I need manpower for my daily theater in Hong Kong Island, as well as film and video business, as well as overseas business.

It just so happens that the company Hesheng has related labor export and labor dispatch cooperation. Look, we signed a labor contract, so I am also their sponsor, right?Now that the board of directors is electing a new CEO, as a partner of Party A, I should pay attention to it, right?

Can you understand me when I say that? "

"..."

Labor export?Labor dispatch?Labor contract?

The board of directors elects the CEO?Partner of Party A? ?
Gan!
What about your father? ?Even with a full score in reading comprehension, I can't understand your tricks!
Fei Cheng looked as if it should be taken for granted, and spread his hands and said: "After all, this is related to the expenses of tens of thousands of people, so you can't stand on the sidelines, right? Of course I have to be responsible for the shareholders of my company and the shareholders in the stock market. I am a conscientious enterprise Family."

In fact, what Fei Cheng said was somewhat true.

Leaving aside the catering business, video tape business, daily movie theater business, and film shooting on Hong Kong Island, the business of adult products requires manpower.

As for the videotape business in Southeast Asia and Europe, certain people must be in charge.Including loading and unloading, transportation and sales.Especially films such as Woodpecker, Windmill, and Nikkatsu must cooperate with local local snakes, and Hesheng also has people in Europe and Southeast Asia to cooperate.

After so many years of development, Hesheng is no longer a simple regional 'enterprise'.Although they are doing their own thing, they are still in their own pockets.

In this respect, he was right.

"Anyway, if you mess up, I'll mess with you." Chen Bingzhong glanced at the pasta, took out a hundred mosquitoes from his pocket, and pressed them on the table.

"Chen sir, the relationship between you and me can't be like this?" Fei Cheng said helplessly.

"Don't mess with the relationship."

Chen Bingzhong sneered, "Don't think that I don't know who you are. If I'm not wrong, there might be a video camera that you secretly set up in some corner. Maybe I'll eat your noodles with my front feet, and you will take the tape with my back feet." Send it to the ICAC! Don't deny it, your boss has done this kind of thing a lot, can you learn it??"

A Bin and Bing Qiang, who were about to eat noodles, looked at each other in blank dismay, and hurriedly took out money from their pockets in fright.

"I'm wronged, Sir Chen. I—" Fei Cheng looked at the three hundred yuan in front of him with a mournful face, his face changed instantly, and he took it, shaking his hands, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Chenghui 115 one share."

Snapped.

Abin bid another [-] yuan.

After eating the noodles, the three of them walked out of the restaurant with their teeth picked.

"Abin?"

"How about it, boss?"

"Your salary is very high recently?"

"No, I haven't raised my salary for half a year."

Chen Bingzhong glanced at Abin and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Abin was puzzled, and looked at Bingqiang again, "Do I have a problem?"

"Uh~Brother Bin, you didn't get any change." Bing Qiang reminded in a low voice.

Abin: o(╯□╰)o!

Watching the three people leaving, Fei Cheng picked up the cigar, only to realize that it had been extinguished.

"Brother Cheng? Do you want me to follow?"

"No, didn't I say it, we have the same purpose as the police, we are seeking stability." Fei Cheng waved his hand with a smile, picked up the big brother on the table, stood up, "Now let's see how those old guys react That's right. By the way, prepare the car for me. I'm going to Dongwan early in the morning. If you have something to do, call my landline."

"Okay, Brother Cheng."

"Remember to take the big grouper that my back kitchen killed to the big brother. He urged me to ask for it yesterday... It was finally left directly from the fishing boat. Also, there is also a bunch of big ones that the big boss asked me to prepare. New Year's goods, you send them separately according to the address. The one in Australia...have someone consign it by air, or it will be broken..."

After Fei Cheng finished giving instructions, he stretched out his overalls, and walked out the back door in style with a cigar in his mouth.

This time he took the initiative to make a move, which was also the result of careful consideration.

As the saying goes, when a fish jumps into the sea at this time, flowers bloom in the sky on the other side.

(End of this chapter)