Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 449 0448 [If you want a gun, I can give it to you]

"Hey, if you invite me out to dinner, I won't pay the bill!"

Inside the restaurant————
Du Yongxiao made an appointment with Huang Baiming.

Huang Baiming couldn't get away because he worked at TVB. Du Yongxiao had no choice but to drive here and find a place closer to the TV station to take the time to see Huang Baiming.

"Now, my sister only told me that you wanted to see me, but she didn't say anything about it." Huang Baiming still didn't know who Du Yongxiao was and thought he was a small policeman.

"But there are three things you should not mention. First, borrowing money. Because I don't have any money. Although I am very loyal, but I don't have copper in my hands, so I can't be tough! Second, fight. You also saw me This man is very skinny and has no meat on his body. Don’t come to me for uncivilized things like fighting! Third, be an informant. Although I look like those young men on the street, I am engaged in literature and art, not It’s useless for a police officer like you to come to me if you’re just hanging out on the street!”

After speaking, Huang Baiming looked at Du Yongxiao, "Do you hear me clearly? If you hear me clearly, I will start ordering!"

Du Yongxiao nodded, "Whatever you want, I'll pay for it!"

"Haha, I like what you said! Did you know that you are dating my sister? What do I value most about you? It's not that you are more handsome than me, but your temperament! I don't know why, I always feel that there is something special about you. His temperament is just like those TV dramas I participated in. Many big shots are angry when they appear on the stage!" Huang Baiming said, picked up the menu and said to the waitress, "Eight-treasure exquisite chicken, roasted goose wings, boiled duck, By the way, give me another abalone bibimbap."

After ordering the meal, Huang Baiming looked at Du Yongxiao again: "Don't look at me thin, I can eat very much!"Now you have all the chickens, ducks and fish. This shows that as your uncle, I value you very much and do not treat you as an outsider. That is why I am willing to let you spend money!Oh, by the way, where did I just talk? "

"You said your anger suppresses all directions." Du Yongxiao picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, looking at Huang Baiming with a smile.

"Oh, yes, your aura is very different. If I didn't know what you do, I would have thought you were some big shot!" Huang Baiming wiped his nose disdainfully, "So, sometimes you don't act like a big shot - you Look at you, just drink tea, hold the tea cup, look arrogant, and act like a boss again with your whole tea-drinking attitude!"

"Sorry!" Du Yongxiao put down the tea cup, "I won't pretend, okay?"

Huang Baiming curled his lips, picked up the toothpick tube on the table, shook out one to pick between his teeth, "If you want to do your job well, you must sharpen your tools first! Only when you pick your teeth well can you have a good meal! Oh, by the way, I said Where?"

"You said I'm the boss."

"Oh, by the way! I'm not criticizing you. To be a big boss, you must also have the capital to be a big boss!" Huang Baiming said seriously, "For example, transportation tools! When I came here just now, I saw a black Bentley downstairs. That’s beautiful, luxurious, and majestic! A real boss will drive a Bentley or ride a Rolls-Royce!”

Huang Baiming said, licking his tongue enviously.

"Uh, black Bentley? License plate number three: 888?"

"Hey, it turns out you saw it too! I don't know which boss's car it is." Huang Baiming once again said to Du Yongxiao in an educational tone: "A luxury car is the first step, and the second step is to wear clothes!"

"Get dressed?" Du Yongxiao looked down at the suit he had customized from Leslie Cheung's father, Zhang Kuohai.

He used to like to wear white suits, but since he became the chief superintendent, he changed to black. Black looks more calm and capable.

"Yes, it's clothes!" Huang Baiming pointed to Du Yongxiao's clothes, "Although your clothes are not bad, they are not brand-name goods. Nowadays, LV, Gucci, and French Crocodile are popular! I have seen many big stars wearing these! To be honest, I envy them so much!”

Du Yongxiao smiled and tugged at his clothes, "This is also custom-made for me."

Huang Baiming curled his lips: "What good tailors can be found in Hong Kong? Besides, it is no longer popular to buy clothes in such tailor shops. They all go to luxury stores."

"I've been taught a lesson!" Du Yongxiao nodded.

"Where did I just go?"

"You said get dressed."

"Oh, by the way, get dressed!" Huang Baiming said, "The third point is wallets, lighters and other gadgets - don't underestimate them, details are very important..."

Huang Baiming gave Du Yongxiao a burst of output, almost all of which were tips on how to pretend to be a big boss.

By this time the food and wine had been served.

Du Yongxiao chatted with him for a few more words and drank a little wine. Seeing that the time was almost right, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Brother Ming, actually I came to you because I have something to ask for your help."

"As long as it's not a loan, you can say whatever you want!" Huang Baiming grabbed the eight-treasure chicken, his mouth was full of oil, and he was munching on the chicken legs and fighting hard.

"I want to ask you to act!"

"Hiccup!" Huang Baiming burped and almost choked to death. He raised his head and looked at Du Yongxiao with wide eyes. "What did you say? Tell it again?"

Du Yongxiao picked up the tea and smiled: "Please act! Do you know Jiahe? I am a film company. Recently, two big guys from Shaw Brothers, Zou Wenhuai and He Guanchang, have agreed to work in Jiahe. Directors and actors have also been in place. So now I’m going to start a drama and test the waters!”

"Hiccup!" Huang Baiming burped again, and the chicken drumstick stuffed in his mouth fell out, "Aren't you a policeman? Why are you making a movie again?"

"Oh, being a police officer is my job, and filming is my hobby!" Du Yongxiao said lightly while drinking tea.

Huang Baiming was really about to choke to death.

He never dreamed that his future brother-in-law would be so sharp that he would open a film company.

"You, you, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Huang Baiming stuttered.

"What did I lie to you for?" Du Yongxiao took out a notebook and handed it over, "Now, I have already written the general content of the script. I just need your help to polish it, and then we can start filming."

"Is it true?" Huang Baiming didn't care much. He quickly picked up a napkin and wiped his fingers. He quickly picked up the book and took a look - "Happy Ghost"!
Open it and look carefully.

His expression changed from solemn to surprised.

Du Yongxiao didn't have that much time to write a script. This was just a movie outline he wrote casually in his spare time, which was only a thousand words.But these thousand words shocked Huang Baiming for a moment.

""Happy Ghost"? Why does this name feel so familiar, and why does this content feel so intimate! It seems that there has been such a story in my mind for a long time -" Huang Baiming murmured to himself, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

Du Yongxiao heard clearly from the sidelines and thought it was funny, nonsense!This script was written by Huang Baiming yourself in your previous life, so of course you are familiar with it.

For a moment—
Huang Baiming took a deep breath, put down the script, and looked up at Du Yongxiao.

"Have you decided? Do you want to do it or not?" Du Yongxiao said with a smile, "If you do, resign from the TV station and join our Jiahe. Salary and benefits will all depend on your personal ability. If you have strong ability, you will be divided when the time comes. Shares are not impossible!”

Huang Baiming's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"

Du Yongxiao took a sip of tea and said, "Of course!"

"I promise you!"

"So happy?"

"I'm your uncle, how dare you lie to me?" Huang Baiming rolled up his sleeves and said, "But I really didn't expect you to be so capable, at such a young age -"

At this time-
Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door.

Zhuang Dingxian opened the door and came in: "Brother Xiao, it's almost time! The car is waiting outside!"

Du Yongxiao stood up, took off his windbreaker, turned back to Huang Baiming with a smile, and said, "If you have something to do, I'll leave first. You eat slowly!"

Huang Baiming also stood up: "Leaving so soon? Is everything true just now? I will resign today and report to Jiahe tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Du Yongxiao put on his windbreaker with the help of Zhuang Dingxian, then turned and left.

Huang Baiming was still a little worried, so he lay down at the window and looked down.

Then he bit the chicken leg and opened his mouth wide again——
However, Du Yongxiao actually got into the Bentley with the license plate number 888!

"No way, it turns out he is really a boss? Sister, I am rich! Hahaha!"

……

Du Yongxiao got into the Bentley.

Zhuang Dingxian drove towards the Central Police Station.

Du Yongxiao took the newspaper out of habit, unfolded it, and said, "What's going on with Awen recently?"

Zhuang Dingxian was stunned for a moment, "It turns out that Brother Xiao, you have always cared about Brother Wen."

"After all, he has been with me for so long, do you think I am really cold-blooded?" Du Yongxiao's eyes were still on the newspaper.

"Ahem, I heard that he has been drinking heavily recently and often goes to dance clubs and bars to get drunk!" Zhuang Dingxian hesitated and said, "That brother Xiao... why not let him return to the team!"

Du Yongxiao raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Dingxian: "In our industry, we must follow the rules. We must admit our mistakes and stand firm after being beaten! Since he has done something wrong, he must take responsibility!"

After saying that, Du Yongxiao turned his attention to the newspaper again.

Zhuang Dingxian opened his mouth and did not dare to say anything more.

……

"Brother Wen, you can't drink anymore!"

"Yes, Brother Wen, you've already drank a lot! It's broad daylight. If you drink so much, why not go home and sleep first!"

Wan Chai, Shangri-La Ballroom.

Datouwen was carried out drunkenly by two big men.

"I won't leave, I want to drink! Bring me some wine," Da Tou Wen struggled and yelled at the two of them.

The two big men looked at each other, pushed Da Tou Wen to the ground, and said sarcastically: "We call you Brother Wen, that's out of respect for you! Do you think you are still the same Da Tou Wen you were before? You were the detective at that time, and we were all afraid of you. What about you now? You are nothing!"

"What are you talking about? Where's the gun? Where's my gun?" Datou Wen opened his clothes and touched the gun at his waist. "I'm going to kill you!"

"Come on! You drunkard! Don't come here again!" The big man scolded, "Every time you get drunk and look for trouble, I'll attack you!"

"I, I am Da Tou Wen! I am Inspector Hua! You all go to hell!" Da Tou Wen roared while lying on the ground.

The two big men spat on the ground, took out cigarettes, each held one in their mouths, and entered the dance hall laughing without looking at the inscriptions again.

Datouwen was lying on the ground, staring at the sky drunkenly, and murmuring: "Gun, my gun! Where did my gun go?"

Footsteps sounded——
Chen Zhichao leaned over and looked at Datouwen: "If you want a gun, I can give it to you!"

(End of this chapter)