I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 177 Something That Can't Be On the Table
Ever since Cheng Long became famous through kung fu movies, all kinds of drinking and having fun, scandals about picking up girls and hooking up girls, and debates about whether boxing and kicking can be done or not, have been with Cheng Long all the time.

The vast majority of people have a good idea of ​​the kung fu of action stars. As the so-called performance, performance, one of the words is "acting".

Ordinary people are not qualified to inquire whether Cheng Long is big enough, but as the chairman of the Kowloon Walled City Martial Arts Association, Tang Tingwei is undoubtedly the leader of the Walled City.

Two days later, Cheng Long received a call that a big boss wanted to invite him to perform in the Walled City.

Cheng Long knew it well, and immediately found Hong Jingbao, and said, "Brother Bao, where is the Kowloon Walled City? Going to perform there is obviously a black boxing."

Invite an action superstar to fight black boxing. Fortunately, the big guys in the Walled City can figure it out. However, Xiangjiang in the 80s was the era when dragons and snakes were everywhere, and reckless heroes emerged in large numbers. The sandbags are different.

"Aaron, this is not a small matter." After listening to the call Cheng Long received, Hong Jingbao said with a solemn expression, "Let's go see Boss Zou quickly and let Boss Zou come forward to settle it."

There are many people who are popular, and Cheng Long's troubles are not a trivial matter.

Once stepping into the walled city, life and death are beyond one's control, and one's fate is beyond one's control.

Cheng Long's status is different from that of ordinary fighters, but if something really happens... The fugitives in the city, the gangsters, don't care who is an action superstar, and it will be troublesome to kill an action superstar!
"Someone called you to go to the Walled City to fight boxing on weekends?" Zou Huaiwen sat in the office, and after hearing the news, he walked out of his desk in shock and said in a hasty tone, "Wait for me, I'll call Chairman Tang."

In front of Cheng Long and Hong Jingbao, Zou Huaiwen called Tang Tingwei.

"Chairman Tang, I'm Zou Huaiwen from Golden Harvest. I have something to tell you. Someone called and asked Golden Harvest actors to go boxing..."

Before Zou Huaiwen finished speaking, Tang Ting's mighty and powerful voice came from the phone: "Yes! I asked someone to call for it!"

"Uh..." Zou Huaiwen's words froze, his expression was a little ugly, he stopped talking about this matter, and instead invited: "Chairman Tang, do you come to drink tea and have a meal together in the evening?"

"Okay." Tang Tingwei said calmly, and opened his mouth to agree.

He wanted to see what price Boss Zou could offer.

Zou Huaiwen put down the phone, immediately called the accountant, and asked the accountant to go to the bank to withdraw five million Hong Kong paper cash.

Tang Tingwei, as a bigwig in the Walled City, has long been in business beyond boxing rings and fan stalls in the Walled City. In his early years, he built a number of factories in the New Territories by cultivating manual workshops in the factory. There are sports equipment factories producing tennis and badminton, and there are also There are living factories that produce candies, pack cartons, and more than a dozen dental clinics in different regions, etc.

These small workshops in the Walled City in the past have developed and grown over time, and at the same time, the tentacles of the Walled City bosses have extended to the Kowloon Walled City.

When Golden Harvest was making a movie before, he had an account with Tang Tingwei early on, and he had no relationship with Tang Tingwei, and the two talked about it based on their interests.

Cheng Long and Hong Jingbao saw Zou Huaiwen rushing to prepare money, and their hearts sank. The two left the Jiahe Building first. Cheng Long couldn't help but said, "Brother Bao, I want to call Zhang Sheng."

"This is the best way." Hong Jingbao nodded: "However, "Plan B" cannot be filmed anyway."

"Shoot it!" Cheng Long swears directly, and said: "If you can't save your life, what kind of movie will you make!"

"It's just a movie. It's a big deal not to make a movie. If you don't make a movie for two years, you have to."

With patience, Cheng Long went back to the mansion in Central and called Zhang Guobin.

"Zhang Sheng."

There was something wrong with his voice.

Zhang Guobin was reviewing the editing effect of "God of Gamblers". He glanced at Wang Jingshui who was next to him. When the review was interrupted, he walked out of the screening room alone, leaned against the corridor and said, "Aaron, tell me, what's the matter."

"Zhang Sheng, you are so straightforward, and I don't want to be around. There is a gangster who wants to force me to go to the city to fight. Tonight, Zou Huaiwen invited him to dinner. Zou Huaiwen prepared five million Hong Kong dollars. I am worried that he will not be fair."

"With your worth, five million is really not fair." Zhang Guobin held the wall with his left leg, flicked the soot on his fingertips, and said, "Let's talk."

"Who is the big guy who wants to touch you?"

"The surname is Tang, and he is from the Walled City." Cheng Long said.

"Oh... so it's a cockroach in the walled city." Zhang Guobin's expression suddenly dawned on him, and his tone was disdainful: "No wonder it's such an idiot."

Many film and television works and literary novels in later generations have turned the myth/demonization of the Kowloon Walled City into a force that has no taboos, lawlessness, and strong men.

It is undisputed that the Kowloon Walled City is a three-way zone in terms of legal principles, political management rights truly belong to the mainland, and the actual area is indeed on Hong Kong Island. The laws of the British government are not recognized by the mainland, and the demolition failed three times. With the political confrontation of mainland forces.

It was not until the signing of the "Sino-British Agreement" in 1984 that the future of the Kowloon Walled City was clarified. In 1987, China and Britain began to cooperate in demolition, and the Kowloon Walled City became a historical term.

But the real Kowloon Walled City is not dark. On the contrary, you live in the Kowloon Walled City, and most of the time you can’t feel the existence of social groups. The so-called gangsters and wanted criminals also hide in the Kowloon Walled City with fear , just trying to survive, the Walled City forces do the same work as all associations, no different from most associations.

Moreover, it is huddled in one-third of an acre of land, and its soldiers, horses, and financial resources are all far inferior to the fertile water areas of Yau Ma Tei, Central, Causeway Bay, and Tsim Sha Tsui.

Who can make a lot of money in the oil and water area, enjoy life, and be majestic, who would hide in the walled city and eat rat meat?
Tang Tingwei, chairman of the Walled City Martial Arts Association, enjoys a certain reputation in the Jianghu. He is an old man of Heichai's generation. Zhang Guobin has heard of it. A batch of brothers who hunted for food in the Walled City, they were still members of righteous groups in name, but in fact they were already an independent name, "Chairman of Martial Arts Club"...

When Zhang Guobin was just an ordinary hall master, this kind of person was qualified to ask for some face, now?Zhang Guobin only thinks that the rotten boys and bad boys huddled in the walled city are all rats in the sewer!cockroach!Happy color!

Can't get on the stage!
Hearing Zhang Guobin's contemptuous attitude, Cheng Long couldn't help but feel at ease, and opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Zhang, I leave this matter to you."

"Don't worry, I'm still counting on filming "Plan B" with you, the solution will let you go to the walled city to die?" Zhang Guobin said jokingly.

He stuffed his finished cigarettes into a chimney.

"Send me the address where you eat later, and I'll go over here as soon as I finish posting the video. Don't worry, with me here, no one can trouble you."

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone, turned around and walked into the screening room, continuing to watch "God of Gamblers" produced by DreamWorks.

The editing screen of this "God of Gamblers" is roughly the same as the original work, except that the female characters are different, and the costumes are slightly different. Fortunately, "God of Gamblers" is a leading male drama, and the female characters are all embellished. It's coquettish enough, it should be pretty enough, no big problem.

Zhang Guobin strives for perfection. After putting forward reasonable opinions on several scenes that need to be re-cut, he left the DreamWorks office building. It was already dark. He asked the secretary if he had received a call, and got the address where Cheng Long and Tang Tingwei met. Dongguan Miao drove to the Peninsula Hotel.

……

"Zou Sheng, Brother Bao will attend with me tonight." Cheng Long was dressed in a gray suit and tie, and walked down the corridor of the hotel.

Zou Huaiwen looked serious, and looked back at Hong Jingbao, who was wearing a shirt, with a fat belly and a calm expression, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

At this time, Hong Jingbao is willing to accompany Cheng Long to attend, which shows that the elder brother takes care of the younger brother.

Five professional bodyguards in black suits, headsets, and cash boxes were solemn, and followed the three of them to the box with a serious expression.

Zou Huaiwen pushed open the door of the dining room box, and there were five figures sitting at the dining table, among them was a square-looking middle-aged man with a bun and a jacket.

Sitting on the two sides were four young people who bowed their heads and drank tea in high spirits. The table was already full of dishes. The five of them didn't wait for Zou Huaiwen, Cheng Long and others, and they ate happily on their own.

When the door was pushed open, the four young people stopped talking, put down their chopsticks and wine glasses, turned their heads with playful expressions, and looked up and down at Zou Huaiwen, Cheng Long and others.

"Brother Long." Bao Yuli raised her brows and opened her fat lips to shout.

Cheng Long trembled all over, and the three souls were scared away.

Zou Huaiwen stood at the door very well. After greeting Tang Tingwei and others, he pulled out his chair and sat down: "Chairman Tang, Young Master Li, Young Master Wang, Miss Bao... Good evening."

Zou Huaiwen didn't call out to Cheng Long, Hong Jingbao sat down, and the two had to stand beside them, judging the situation.The ranks of action superstars are big, but they are not as big as the faces of gangsters.

Tang Tingwei was sitting in a chair, turning the two meteorite balls in his palms, clicking, clicking, and there were constant collisions.

"Boss Zou, long time no see, haha, but Boss Zou is just trying to save face. I want to invite one person, and you gave me two." Tang Tingwei smiled wildly, and turned to Li Jiajie, "Young Master Li, arrange for Cheng Long to follow me?" How about Hong Jingbao's fight in the third round?"

"Weapon beating?" Li Jiajie shook his head perversely and sneered: "The solution of weapon beating is enough for two action superstars?"

"I prefer the eighth round!"

Zou Huaiwen interrupted embarrassingly: "Chairman Tang was joking, I brought Aaron, and Abao came to see you, hoping to have a meal with you and pay respects to the mountain."

Cheng Long watched Zou Huaiwen's attitude towards Tang Tingwei, and his heart sank to the bottom.

This is the same as Mr. Zhang's attitude when talking about Tang Tingwei. It is difficult to rely on Mr. Zou to settle this matter!

(End of this chapter)