new kung fu king

Chapter 575 An Neng Can Tell Me From Male to Female (Part [-])
More than [-]% of the people expressed their incomprehension about Wang Xiaohu's abandonment of this Oscar competition.

It is said that "Mythology" was released for half a year, and the box office in North America reached an unprecedented 2.7 million US dollars. The box office in Hong Kong, Southeast Asia, the United Kingdom, France, and Italy all showed a good momentum. 1980 million at the box office, not counting the 1.17 million (half a year) given away for free by some part of mainland China, "Mythology" has already demonstrated its strong commercial value.

Why did Wang Xiaohu give up?

Could it be that there is no money? If Xiehe has no money, where did the nearly 4 million yuan go?

Some people speculate that Xiehe seems to have a bright future, but in fact its internal finances are in dire straits. For example, they used thousands of People's Liberation Army soldiers from the mainland to film "Myth". They were all sent to the mainland to fill in the holes!
Some people also said that Wang Xiaohu recognized his ancestors in the mainland a few years ago, and invested hundreds of millions to contribute to the mainland!
Some people even say that Wang Xiaohu invested money in "Shaolin Temple", and spent hundreds of millions of dollars to repair the majestic Shaolin Temple, and became the great monk of Shaolin Temple.

For a while, the Hong Kong media had everything to say, but they thought Wang Xiaohu had no money anyway!
Where is the money?They have all moved to the mainland!
Faced with these gossip, many Hong Kong filmmakers were lucky enough to poach Concord's corner, but they found that Concorde's employees still maintained the usual work routine, and there was no sign of panic at all. The next few who don't give up remember to guard the door of Xiehe Company every day, trying to dig out some explosive news.

"It must be putting on airs!"

"Yes, let's see how long you can hold on!" Another tabloid reporter also insisted on this point of view.

In the end, Run Run Shaw did not persuade Wang Xiaohu. He had the same thought as most people. Since "Mythology" is already so popular, why not add more fire to make the flame of "Mythology" even higher.

"Excuse me!!!" Run Run Shaw said this with a heartbroken heart, and left with a long sigh.

Zhao Yazhi knew her husband's bad temper, so she hurriedly helped Run Run Run out of the house when she saw this, and went home with peace of mind after seeing him get into the car.

"Ah Hu, I'm very angry with you. In a few days, I'll take Jiaen over to find out what's going on. After the old man calms down, why don't you stay with me?"

Wang Xiaohu also sighed, stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and said, "Okay, this kind of thing is still good for a lady, and I am just a piece of stinky rock. Don't talk about it, go write a new script."

"What new plans do you have?" Zhao Yazhi frowned and said, "Isn't "If You Can't Sell Dried Wine", "Mom Loves Me Again", and "Fearless" not enough for you?"

Wang Xiaohu smiled when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to lift his wife's chin and said, "This time, I'm writing a female drama."

"Women's play?" Zhao Yazhi thought for a while, "Did it be written for Qingxia?"

"That's right!" Wang Xiaohu nodded, "I originally wanted to write it to you, but you have been out of action for the past few years, and besides, only Qingxia can perform that kind of heroic temperament in this drama, so don't be jealous."

"Why am I so jealous?" Zhao Yazhi patted her husband's hand away and said, "Xiehe only has two contracted female artists. Now that Gillian has filming, it's not an option to keep Qingxia hanging out."

"Actually, I didn't let her idle, did I? Tsui Hark has a "New Legend of Shushan Swordsman", which is enough for her to toss for a while." Wang Xiaohu shrugged and said, "What's wrong with the lack of female artists in Xiehe? Not a vase."

After finishing speaking, she was about to go upstairs, Zhao Yazhi grabbed him and asked, "You haven't said what script it is yet!"

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Shen is here."

The security guard at home came in at this time and said.

"Shen Laodou?" Zhao Yazhi smiled lightly when she heard the words, looked at her husband and said, "I guess they are here to scold you again!"

"Hey! It's about face, it's about face, we Chinese just can't get over face!" Wang Xiaohu patted his forehead and said angrily while sitting on the sofa.

Shen Zhong who came in the door laughed loudly when he heard this sentence: "Don't, don't put me and guys like Run Run Shaw in the same ranks, I don't care about face or shame, as long as I can make money."

"Oh, it's rare that you said it to my heart." After Wang Xiaohu said this, he thought something was wrong, "No, it is said that the people in your club have the best face."

"You are talking about those young and Dangerous boys who have just entered the industry!" Shen Zhong corrected with a smile: "Old guys like me have been in the industry for a long time, and they are greedy for life and afraid of death. Making money in silence is the right way."

Wang Xiaohu felt that his forehead was starting to sweat, and he thought to himself, does this old guy still have the aura of a gang boss? If the 14K guys listen to it, won't he turn against him?

So he said with a sneer: "Old Dou, what is your purpose for coming this time?"

""Shaolin Temple"!" Shen Zhong was straightforward this time, and asked the people below to hand over two boxes and put them on the table: "I'm here to buy your copy of "Shaolin Temple". Wan, I didn't come here empty-handed this time, there are 900 million here, how about you give me 1000 copies?"

"Pfft!" Wang Xiaohu almost spit out the tea in his mouth, and laughed for a long time before saying, "You can't do that, can you?"

Shen Zhong glared and said, "Why, you still think my money is black money and dirty your hands? Xiaohu, let me tell you, this money is my hard-earned investment in the film industry. It's clean. In a word, sell it or not!"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if I give you another 10 for free. You don't have to bring two boxes of money with you in such a grand manner. Those who don't know think we're trading underground."

"That can't be done. I'm not that old bastard Run Run Shaw. His mother's TVB has made so much money with your two TV series. That old guy is too stingy!" Shen Zhong said as he opened the first box, and there was a huge amount of money lying in it. Stacks of brand-new Hong Kong dollars: "Xiaohu, one yard is worth one yard. This is a 14K business, not my old man's own business. Just accept it!"

Wang Xiaohu stared intently at the wads of Hong Kong dollars, and said after a long time, "Okay, anyway, it's all for Taiwanese money, but I can only give you a copy."

"." Shen Zhong didn't turn the corner all of a sudden. After seeing Wang Xiaohu's meaningful smile, he patted his forehead and said, "Understood, I understand! Same as last time, same as last time! Hahaha! "

Shen Zhong knew that Wang Xiaohu was not involved in gangsters, so this copy was given away for free. As for how 14K used their network to sell it to Taiwanese filmmakers, it had nothing to do with Wang Xiaohu.And the money brought this time will also be sent to Xiehe Company in multiple times through other serious channels.

Anyway, Xiehe's current industry is very extensive. Not to mention anything else, there are not a few crew orders received by Xiehe Film and Television City every day. channels to spend the money.

"Hey, to put it bluntly, you still care about face!"

Shen Zhong's words almost made Wang Xiaohu choke again. Before Wang Xiaohu lost his temper, Shen Zhong left with two boxes of money laughing.

"This old guy!" Wang Xiaohu shook his head with a wry smile, the boss is still like an old urchin in his age.

After Shen Zhong left, Wang Xiaohu sat in the living room for more than ten minutes. He was really worried that his buttocks hadn't left the sofa, and someone would come to persuade him to change his mind, but no one came after sitting for a long time. The tea is on the second floor.

In the study, Zhao Yazhi was seriously looking at the outline of the script her husband was writing. After hearing footsteps behind her, she put the script down, turned around and said, "You are right, this script is indeed prepared for Qingxia. Ordinary people can't act."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled and said, "It's fine if you don't say I'm biased."

Holding his wife in his arms, Wang Xiaohu said: "Actually, I have been planning a better script for you. You asked me several times before, but I still refused to say because the script is very huge and involves all aspects of content. , so I can’t do anything.”

"What is it, and what is the basis for the main line?" Zhao Yazhi knows that her husband's current major film and television works have a looming main line. For example, the main line of "Mythology" is to promote the terracotta warriors of Qin Shihuang, and "Shaolin Temple" reproduces the thousand-year-old temple. majestic.

"The Complete Story of the White Snake and The Legend of Leifeng Pagoda." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile.

"Hey, are those two books that you always put beside your bed?" Zhao Yazhi was surprised. These two books have been placed in front of the bed in the bedroom for three years. When her husband is at home, he always reads them before going to bed. for a while.

"That's right! The folklore of Leifeng Pagoda, the story of the thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian." Wang Xiaohu said, "I haven't fully grasped it yet."

"Oh." When Zhao Yazhi knew that her husband had been doing this for her in obscurity in the past few years, the sweetness in her heart disappeared, and she hugged her husband's neck and kissed her wetly, and said: "The official writes slowly, I will tell Good news for Qingxia."

"Hehe, don't tell her so early, lest she postpone Tsui Hark's new film because of it." Wang Xiaohu said.

"It's okay, Qingxia is very sensible." Zhao Yazhi had already arrived downstairs when she said this.

Wang Xiaohu sat down again, sorted out his thoughts, picked up a pen and wrote: "Two rabbits walk side by side, and An Neng can tell whether I am male or female!"

After writing these two sentences, Wang Xiaohu looked at the script and suddenly laughed. He had signed Lin Qingxia for several years, and she was always being kept as a vase in the company. How wronged her is, it's time for Qingxia to dance!
After thinking this through, Wang Xiaohu was full of motivation.
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