A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1282 The game continues, and even Xiao Wang is crying! (Please subscribe!)

Hua Shier came out of the internet cafe in the morning, found a breakfast stall and ordered a bowl of douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) and two jiaoquan (fried dough rings). He took a sip of douzhi, a bite of jiaoquan, and then a bite of pickled vegetable shreds. This was the authentic way to eat.

Okay, most people don't like douzhi (fermented mung bean juice). It has a sour and smelly taste, similar to spoiled rice. Hua Shier (a nickname) also couldn't stand it before, and almost threw up the first time she drank it.

But he had traveled through so many worlds, from the 'Jinyiwei World' of the Ming Dynasty, the 'Flying Fox World' of the Qing Dynasty, the 'Farewell My Concubine World' of the Republic of China, and the 'Siheyuan World' after 1949.

All in all, he's probably been in the old capital for at least two hundred years. He's tried every kind of food in the old capital. Although he wasn't used to douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) at first, he got used to it over time.

It's just like smoking. Some long-time smokers who are just starting out will definitely choke on their first puff and wonder what's so great about it. But once they actually start smoking, it's hard to quit.

Hua Shier now finds douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) quite delicious. After breakfast, he wandered around outside for a while and arrived at the company before eight o'clock. He took out his smartphone from the storage space, opened an app, and a nine-grid surveillance screen appeared on the screen.

These images are from the real-time surveillance footage inside Mr. Wang's mansion. Although there was no wireless network at this time of the millennium, the T1000 was hidden outside Mr. Wang's mansion as a signal repeater and transmitter.

Moreover, Huawei's Twelve phones have all been modified with AI, so their performance is absolutely top-notch.

Hua Twelve zoomed in on the image and saw two figures on the bed in a rather provocative pose.

I don't know what Xiao Wang was doing yesterday. It's already past work hours and he still hasn't gotten up. It seems we'll have to wait a while longer for this good show. But good things come to those who wait. As long as we can watch the show and enjoy the gossip, Hua Shier will wait even if it's until the afternoon.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the office door. Hua Shier put away his smartphone before answering:
"Come in!"

Wang Jinhua pushed the door open and came in: "Good morning, President Su!"

"Good morning, Sister Hua!"

Hua Shier gestured for Wang Jinhua to sit opposite him, and then he personally made two cups of coffee.

Wang Jinhua took the coffee, said thank you, and then asked:

"President Su, how did your meeting with Director Wang go yesterday?"

Hua Shier made an OK sign: "Absolutely no problem, Director Wang will come to the company to sign the contract this morning!"

Wang Jinhua breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness there's some good news!"

Hua Shier asked curiously, "What, is there bad news?"

Wang Jinhua nodded:
“I’ve received some bad news. The Wang brothers have been up to no good these past few days. They’re not only trying to blacklist us by contacting people in Beijing’s elite circles, but they’re also trying to poach our employees from behind the scenes!”

Hua Shier raised his eyebrows:

"As expected, Huayi partnered with you to fill their gap in talent. Our collaboration directly disrupted their plans. Those two don't seem like magnanimous people. Wasn't it expected that they would retaliate against us?"

Wang Jinhua nodded: "That's true!"

Hua 12 asked about the poaching incident:
"What, is some artist trying to switch companies? No need to keep them. According to the contract, there's a penalty for breach of contract, so make them pay it and just release them!"

In his view, getting off the ship at this point was short-sighted and destined for little future development, so there was no need to try to keep them.

Wang Jinhua shook his head:
"The artists are fine, but the main problem is with the production team. Many experienced behind-the-scenes personnel in the industry have concerns about working with us!"

Hua Shier nodded, indicating that he understood. He pondered for a moment:
"If the experienced ones don't work, then we'll find someone average, as long as they're passable. I don't believe they won't make money if they're paid to do it. If all else fails, we can have Director Wong bring the crew from Hong Kong. It'll just increase the costs a bit, but that's nothing!"

Wang Jinhua disagreed somewhat, arguing that if costs increased, how could they make any money? However, out of respect for Hua Shier, she didn't point it out directly.

In fact, she didn't know the influence of Hua Shier's two scripts. She really didn't care about these few pennies. Moreover, even if she didn't make money this time, the actors she made famous and the reputation she gained were the most important things, which were the intangible benefits that she couldn't see.

Imagine how impressive it would be if the company's first two projects could sweep across Southeast Asia.
The actors involved saw their value increase several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times. Just from the commission they receive from the artists, they'll make a fortune in the future.

Moreover, once the company has a good reputation, when it starts a new project, you'll see those seasoned behind-the-scenes professionals who had reservations scrambling to get on board.

Hua Twelve continued:

"We have many projects to start in the future, and I think we need to cultivate our own team so that we can't always be controlled by others!"

“Talent selection is one of your strengths, Sister Hua. Find some promising talents for behind-the-scenes work: directors, cinematographers, art directors, sound engineers, costume and makeup artists, prop masters—we need all these kinds of people. If you can’t find experienced professionals, film school students will do too. Sign them up and let them train on set this time. When we start another project, they’ll have more experience!”

Sister Hua nodded in agreement after hearing his well-organized arrangements and the reasonable points he made, saying that she would go to various art schools to look for promising talents.

After Wang Jinhua went out to attend to company matters, Hua Shier took out his smartphone to watch the surveillance footage.

Upon seeing this, he immediately perked up and saw on the surveillance footage that Boss Wang had woken up and discovered that the middle-aged Japanese man had already died.

Meanwhile, Mr. Wang was terrified in his own mansion. He discovered that the middle-aged man was lifeless, and his first thought was to call the police.

He picked up the phone, but then put it down shakily, muttering to himself:

"Don't call the police! Don't call the police!"

Xiao Wang realized that if the police were called, it would first and foremost be a scandal. The company's vice president was involved in a murder case, and regardless of whether he did it or not, as long as it got out, it would definitely have an impact on the company.

Secondly, he simply cannot explain himself, and if the police are called, he will definitely be the prime suspect.
Mr. Wang felt increasingly uneasy about calling the police. He first checked his house thoroughly and found that the doors and windows were all locked properly with no signs of forced entry, which made him even more worried.

I thought about calling his brother, Mr. Wang, to discuss it, but then I gave up on that idea.

If you don't call the police, the fewer people who know about this, the better. If you tell his brother, it might not be helpful, and it might even drag his brother down with you.

In the chairman's office of Tianxia Media, Hua Shier was looking at the screen on his phone, wondering what choice Xiao Wang would make, when he saw the other party take two deep breaths and then, with a sense of desolation, walk shakily toward the lifeless Japanese uncle on the bed.

Mr. Wang dragged the other person off his bed and then directly into the bathroom.

Hua Shier raised his eyebrows. Luckily, he had also installed a mini surveillance camera in the restroom. He watched Xiao Wang's actions and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Could it be...?"

Just as he expected, Xiao Wang came out of the restroom, ran to the storage room, and took out a saw.

The following scenes were so gruesome that Hua Shier thought they could be made into a standalone splatter movie in Hollywood.

Hua Shier thoroughly enjoyed the viewing, and as one of the world's top surgeons, he even offered his commentary from afar:

"How can you start here? The bone is hard here. If you start with the tendon, you can easily dislocate it."

He was enjoying himself when the phone rang. It said that Director Wang had arrived and Sister Hua wanted him to go to the conference room.

Hua Shier reluctantly looked away from the screen, put away her phone, and got up to go to the conference room. Thankfully, she had a recording function, otherwise she would have missed the exciting scene. When she arrived at the conference room, Director Wang was already there, looking at the complete script of "My Love from the Star" that Sister Hua had brought. Upon seeing Hua Shier, he immediately stood up and warmly shook her hand.
"President Su is truly a genius. I already thought the story was very exciting after hearing your synopsis yesterday, but I didn't expect that the script I saw today would exceed my expectations!"

Hua Twelve laughed:
"To be honest, after I wrote these two scripts, I wondered which director could make these two stories well and wonderfully. The first person I thought of was you, Director Wang. This time, our collaboration will create two masterpieces that will sweep across Southeast Asia!"

Wang Jing had read the script and was now very confident, so he immediately nodded with a smile:

"Then let's sign the contract. I'm really looking forward to it when I find a good project and a good proposal!"

Next, Wang Jinhua and Wang Jing discussed the contract. Hua Shier didn't participate. He told the two of them that they would have lunch together, then got up and returned to his office to continue watching the show.

In the mobile phone surveillance footage, compared to his previous fear and trembling, Xiao Wang now seemed numb, mechanically carrying the saw.

More than an hour later, Boss Wang finally finished dealing with the body, and there were seven or eight black plastic bags filled with things in the bathroom.

Mr. Wang packed the plastic bags into a large suitcase, washed them himself, and then pulled the suitcase to leave.

Hua Shier could guess without asking that the other party intended to destroy the evidence and dispose of the body.

Just when he thought there was nothing to see, Mr. Wang turned around and came back, his gaze settling on the dozen or so waist-high green plants in the living room.

Hua Shier's eyes lit up: "This is what you want."

Then, Mr. Wang dragged his suitcase into the bathroom, took out the contents, dragged in potted plants, removed the plants and soil from the pots, buried the pieces of meat as fertilizer in the pots, and then put the plants back into the pots.

An hour later, the dozen or so potted plants were put back in their original places, but the lush green leaves looked strangely eerie.

Most people wouldn't be able to tell, but Hua Shier knew that this was the aura of resentment and malevolence.

The world of "All Is Well" is not a world of immortals or supernatural beings. These resentful and malevolent energies are unlikely to gain much traction, but they can still affect people's health.

After carefully cleaning up the scene, Mr. Wang left the mansion without looking back.

Hua Shier smiled and put away his phone. He had recorded all the dirt on him and would play with it later.

Sister Hua and Director Wang have finally settled the details of their collaboration and signed a contract. Director Wang will return to Hong Kong tomorrow to assemble the filming team.

It's definitely a co-production between the two regions, but the technical staff are mainly from Hong Kong. The priority is to get both films made first.

At noon, Hua Shier made a reservation at Fengzeyuan Restaurant, but unexpectedly, Wang Jing also invited Miss Wang out.

When Miss Wang arrived, she looked unhappy.

"Well, Mr. Su, this is like a newlywed couple throwing the matchmaker over the wall! If it weren't for Fatty Wang asking me to come, you wouldn't even want to talk to me, would you!"

Wang Jing chuckled and said, "It was Afei who specifically told me yesterday that if we were to get together, I should definitely invite her!"

Hua Shier rolled her eyes. So these sisters had planted a trap beforehand.

During the meal, everyone chatted happily. When it was time to part, Miss Wang tossed a bunch of keys to Hua Twelve.

Hua Twelve didn't understand, and Miss Wang snorted:
"I'm going to be busy with my concert tour soon, and the courtyard house is just sitting empty anyway, so please don't stay in a hotel, just look after the house for me for now!"

Just as Hua Shier was about to refuse, Miss Wang said:

"Please don't refuse. After all, I'm Mingyu's godmother. If you don't agree, then we shouldn't have anything to do with each other anymore!"

Hua Shier wanted to say, "It's a deal, may you have double happiness," but then he thought that it would be a bit unreasonable for someone to break off relations with him right after helping him.

He took the keys and said, "Alright, thank you very much, Mingyu's godmother!"

Wang Jing, blinking her small eyes, suddenly interjected with a laugh, "A godmother can also become a stepmother!"

Just as Hua Shier was about to say, "Don't talk nonsense," he saw Miss Wang's face light up with joy:
"Oh dear, how could you say such things? Well, thank you for your kind words! I'll treat you to karaoke sometime!"

Hua Twelve:
Sister Hua:
Fatty Wang:
Does it have to be so obvious, lady?!

The next day, Wang Jing and Ms. Wang flew to Hong Kong Island together. The former gathered people to go north to start work, while the latter and her team prepared for the concert tour.

On this day, Hua Shier also moved into Miss Wang's courtyard house.

Following his discussion with Hua Shier, Wang Jinhua began to assemble his own team for "Tianxia Media". In addition to some newcomers in the industry, he also selected many promising talents from various art schools.

Hua Shier saw a familiar name, 'Ning Hao,' on the student list and said to Wang Jinhua:
"Sign a 20-year contract with him, including the cinematographer and director, and give him special training. Oh, and set a high penalty for breach of contract, let's say 200 million. Make him write in his own hand, 'The high penalty is in exchange for the company's training, and it is entirely voluntary!'"

He was the major shareholder, and although Wang Jinhua didn't understand why he made this decision, he still nodded in agreement.

Time flies, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. The day for the crew to start filming arrived. When the crew performed the blessing ceremony, several vans drove up to the set, and a lot of people rushed out, all carrying sticks.

The leader, a thug, pointed at the shrine where the film crew worshipped their gods and shouted, "Smash it all! Smash the equipment too!"

Those people swarmed forward.

Everyone was stunned, except for Hua Shier.

Instead of retreating, he strode forward, shouting, "Has no one told you I'm more powerful than Wong Fei-hung?"

He talked while his feet never stopped, kicking one person away with each step. Even when sticks came crashing down, he would sweep them away with one kick, breaking shovel handles and baseball bats in two. No one could stop him.

After beating everyone to the ground, they immediately had Wang Jinhua call the police.

After police intervention, it was eventually discovered that these people were local thugs who were paid to do things, but the trail of who paid them had gone cold.

Hua Shier raised his eyebrows. "Is there even a need to investigate? It's definitely the Wang brothers."

And so, the game continued.

The day after the incident, when Mr. Wang, who had moved to another residence, woke up from his sleep, he found two burly men with dragon and tiger tattoos on either side of him, completely naked and covered in tattoos.

These two burly men seemed to be having a breath-holding contest. They were both very strong, and neither of them took a deep breath for a long time, which made them look very impressive.

Little Wang cried out, "No way, not again?" And two of them at once!
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