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In order to invite Mr. Xing out of the mountain, Uncle Xing specially brought a gong and drum team and a lion dance team. The scene must be made bigger, and the designers must see Hong Xing's sincerity and wealth!

Get out of the car.

Uncle Xing straightened his suit and asked Lao Niu, "A Niu, how do you usually invite people?"

"Knock people out, just carry them back."

The old cow thought for a while and said seriously.

Uncle Xing showed a look of astonishment, he took a sip of his cigar, threw the cigar on the ground, shook his head and said with a serious face: "This is Xiangjiang, please sir, you are all understanding, take a good look and learn!"

As he said that, Uncle Xing roared behind him: "The trumpets and suonas are blowing, and the gongs and drums are beating! We must let Mr. Hong Xing see our sincerity."

"Boom, boom boom!"

"Cough in the middle of winter! 517"

Uncle Xing took one hundred orc brothers, swaggered, and walked straight to the set of "Ghost Horse Zhi Duoxing".

This frightened the crew members of "Ghost Horse Zhi Duo Xing", director Xu Ke hurriedly took the actors Mecca, Robin, and Zeng Ziwei out of the set.

Zeng Ziwei took out a cigarette and handed it to him, with a smile on his face, he said: "Hello, hello! This is the studio of many stars, I am Zeng Ziwei, my old man is Lard Boy, do you guys have any questions?" Going the wrong way?"

Zeng Ziwei's old bean is Lard Boy, Chief Inspector Lei Luo's leader. Although he has gone to Baodao now, his reputation is still there.

As the saying goes, you don’t hit a smiling person with your hand. Uncle Xing took the cigarette and held it in his mouth. He looked at the people in front of him and said, "You are the son of Lard Boy? Your old man is Lei Luo's leader, right?"

"Yes, yes, I don't know what your name is?"

Zeng Ziwei nodded and bowed.

"Hong Xing [-] Ah Xing, have you heard of it?"

Uncle Xing straightened up. Speaking of which, he and Zhu Youzai are of the same generation and have met several times before.

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed, especially the director Xu Ke.

Hong Xing's name is now resounding all over the country, and everyone knows the grievances and enemies with Yue Nanzai.

Coincidentally (cicc), Tsui Hark is also a Yue Nanzi.

"I heard, Hong Xing Kuanglong boss Jun..."

Zeng Ziwei's face also turned pale, his old man's card was just able to scare the general associations.

In front of Hong Xing Kuanglong boss Jun, it is not enough to see at all.

He hastily took out the red envelopes he had prepared in advance, "Uncle Xing, treat the brothers to tea."

Uncle Xing glanced at the red envelope, did not accept it, but refused: "Our Hong Xing no longer collects protection fees."

"Oops, it looks like I have a big appetite."

Zeng Ziwei's heart sank suddenly, and he thought to himself.

Just about to ask Uncle Xing why he came here, Uncle Xing shouted loudly: "Which one is Mr. Zhang Shuping?"

A frail young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white shirt raised his hands tremblingly, his legs were swinging, "I...it's me."

After finishing speaking, he swallowed his saliva.

Uncle Xing strode forward, clasped his fists and bowed in salute, and shouted: "Hong Xing [-] white paper fan Ah Xing, under the order of the incense master Tang Jun, I am here to respectfully invite Zhang out of the mountain!"

"Set up an incense case!"

"Putting Guan Sheng!"

"Sir the pig!"

Uncle Xing reported his name, and the orc brothers behind him immediately carried the roast pig into the set and put it down steadily.Hundreds of orc brothers with a height of 1.9 meters all clasped their fists and saluted without saying a word.

Uncle Xing yelled: "Mr. Zhang, my big brother Hong Xing Kuanglong and big brother Jun, brother 11! My big brother Lixian Corporal, I am here to order me, Xing, to respectfully invite Mr. Zhang out of the mountain!"

The boys behind him also shouted in unison:

"Respectfully invite Mr. Zhang to come out of the mountain! I would like to treat him as a national soldier!"

"Respectfully invite Mr. Zhang to come out of the mountain! I would like to share the world with you!"

"Respectfully invite Mr. Zhang to come out of the mountain! I would like to work together with you to achieve supremacy!"

"Annual salary of one million, promotion and salary increase, wife and concubine, luxury house and nice car!"

"Whatever you want, our boss will give you everything!"

"As long as you come here, you are our brother!"

"Respectfully invite Mr. Zhang to come out of the mountain!!"

Zhang Jianping, the art director and costume designer on the set, was scared to pee. He trembled and said, "Please me, what do you do?"

The studio was a mixed bag, like the martial arts director on their studio, who used to belong to the gang. When he was blowing water, he had heard of Jun, the most popular mad dragon in Xiangjiang, the devil king who kills people without blinking an eye!

He knew what it meant to be invited by such a club boss.

A few years ago, one of Zhang Shuping's neighbors owed usury and was asked to leave by the community, and his body was found dead on the street afterwards.

It was also a few years ago that one of Zhang Shuping's classmates joined the society, but was also invited away by the society, and fell into a pool of blood.

It must be that Mr. Zhang hasn't felt his sincerity yet!

Uncle Xing solemnly offered the incense, took the gleaming machete, and said aloud: "I, Xing, would like to make a blood alliance with Mr. Zhang!"

After speaking, he cut his finger with a knife and filled the wine bowl with blood.

Zhang Shuping raised his eyes and saw that Uncle Xing's fingers were bleeding, and the smell of blood was strong.

"Don't cut me! Don't cut me!"

Seeing Uncle Xing coming to grab his arm, his body went limp.

"Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang, how are you doing!"

Uncle Xing roared, quickly supported Zhang Shuping, and shouted in horror.

"No, Mr. Zhang fainted!"

"Come on, send me to the hospital immediately!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Xing and Lao Niu hurriedly dragged Zhang Shuping out, collected the red carpet, and collected the incense case. The group came and went quickly...

But Xu Ke, Zeng Ziwei and others who were present were scared to pee. After all, it was not a good thing to be invited away by Hong Xing. Liang Kun, a salty movie boss in the film and television industry, brought some precious delicacies from mountains and seas to visit Tang Jun in Guojun Building.

"Ada, this is Xu Ke and Maijia from Yicheng. They are very famous for making movies. Now, this is the cub of Lei Luo's horse Lard Boy—Zeng Ziwei."

In the living room, Liang Kun introduced these people one by one.

"Oh? Xu Ke?"

Tang Jun hung up on Mecca, Zeng Ziwei and others, and finally looked at the talented director Xu Ke.

As a boss, who doesn't want to be a female star?

Knowing more directors and raising more female stars, Tang Jun has never forgotten his original intention of coming to Xiangjiang...

"Mr. Tang, hello."

Xu Ke suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

"Are you Yue Nanzi?"

Tang Jun smiled.

"I am an overseas Chinese from South Vietnam."

Xu Ke did not deny it.

"Ever seen blood?"

Tang Jun looked at his face, smelled a similar smell, and asked with interest.

"When I was young, I didn't change anything."

Xu Ke bit the bullet and replied that he had experienced wars, fighting and killing.