A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1283 Five A's! (Please subscribe!)

Those of you who often find corpses mysteriously appearing around you when you wake up know that if you don't call the police the first time and choose to handle it yourself, you've lost the right to call the police every time this happens again.

This is exactly what happened to Xiao Wang. He sat helplessly on the floor, looking at the corpses of the two muscular, tattooed men on the bed, clutching his head with both hands.

He just wants to know how common it is for someone like him to sleep with a body full of sweat, being attacked from both sides, and not even breathing.

Does anyone know, guys?

Mr. Wang was filled with remorse. Why didn't he call the police last time? Now he didn't even have the chance to do so!
Should I tell Uncle Hat that there was another one last time, which I then gave away?

Once this kind of thing is reported to the police, the previous incident can't be hidden at all. If they search his mansion, how do you explain the organic fertilizer under the green plants?

I can't explain it, guys!

Xiao Wang smoked two whole packs of cigarettes to calm himself down in the fog. When his eyes gradually became firm and fierce, he resolutely walked towards the storage room.

Isn't it a coincidence? There's a saw in the storage room of this house too.

Inside the courtyard house, Hua Shier watched as Xiao Wang worked for two hours and couldn't help but sigh:

"Practice makes perfect! This time it was much smoother than last time!"

He got a little hungry from looking at the food, so he called and ordered a Sichuan hot pot, specifically asking them to add extra chili oil.

Just as Hua Shier put the meat into the hot pot after the hot pot was delivered, the doorbell rang.

He ran across the yard to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Hua Shier was stunned. The person standing at the door was Ms. Wang's ex-boyfriend, Dou Daxian, who had just divorced this year.

The other person looked puzzled and somewhat angry, but Hua Shier laughed before they could speak:
"I just put some meat in the hot pot and was about to eat it. How about we have some drinks together?"

Dou Daxian was somewhat taken aback by the invitation, but then nodded and simply said "okay!"

Hua Shier led the other party to his own side room. Dou Daxian looked at the main room, then at this side room, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

I handed the other person a set of chopsticks and a bowl, and slammed two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) onto the table.
"It's no fun drinking by myself. Since you're here, let's have a bigger feast!"

Dou Daxian didn't speak. He opened a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), poured himself a glass, expertly poured it into his mouth, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and then said:

"I used to live here. I was just passing by today and saw that the restaurant was delivering hot pot to you. I didn't recognize you, so I came over to ask!"

Hua Shier also poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then said:
"Miss Wang is busy with concert preparations, so she asked me to stay here temporarily. Oh, my daughter calls her godmother!"

Seeing that he had drunk a cup of wine first, and that his gaze had softened, Dou Daxian nodded, then said nothing more and started picking up meat with his chopsticks.

The two exchanged those two sentences and then quietly began drinking and eating meat. By the end of the meal, they had finished two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).

Dou Daxian didn't stand on ceremony; as the alcohol took effect, he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep.

Hua Shier went out to the yard to sunbathe and took out his phone to check on how Boss Wang was doing.

They discovered that there were already more than twenty potted plants on the other side!

Dou Daxian slept for more than two hours before waking up. He came out and only said to Hua Shier, "I'm leaving!" Then he really left, as if he had only come to have a meal with him.

Hua Twelve chuckled, finding him quite an interesting character, and called out from behind:

"Come over for a drink sometime!"

They stayed in the courtyard for a few more days, leaving all the work on the film set to Wang Jinhua.

That's how the two of them agreed: Hua Shier would handle the project, while Wang Jinhua would take care of the management.

Hua Shier wasn't afraid of being deceived. Firstly, Sister Hua had an excellent reputation, and secondly, as long as he didn't want to, no one could deceive him or take advantage of him.

That day, Hua Shier received a call from Su Mingyu, who reminded him, as her father, to take her to Jinling to see Miss Wang's concert at the end of June.

Hua Shier reluctantly agreed, then complained:

"Just call her godmother and have her sing a couple of lines on the phone, that'll solve everything!"

Su Mingyu rolled her eyes:
"Do you understand the atmosphere? By the way, Dad, Su Mingcheng seems to have changed his ways. Now he studies late into the night every day, he's practically hanging himself by his hair or pricking his thigh with an awl. I heard his grades have improved a lot. Do you think he's been stimulated by something?"

Hua Shier said calmly, "It's nothing, I just said I'd break his legs if he didn't do well on the exam!"

Su Mingyu burst into laughter, realizing why her father had been so strict with her.

Hua Shier: "If you don't do well on the exam, I'll break your legs too!"

Su Mingyu's smile vanished instantly, then she said confidently:
"Don't worry, my family never has to worry about my studies!"

The father and son chatted for a few more minutes, and Su Mingyu asked whether Hua Shier had gone to Wudaokou to see Su Mingzhe after arriving in the capital.

Hua Shier slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten something. Only after his daughter reminded him did he remember that he had an older son.

He gave an awkward smile; "Well, I'll go tomorrow!"

Su Mingyu was speechless: "Dad, I know you favor girls over boys, but this is going too far. It makes me feel like I'm the center of attention, and the pressure is immense."

She couldn't help but giggle halfway through her sentence.

This feeling of favoring girls over boys is so much better than her situation when her mother favored boys over girls... It feels so good!

The next day, Hua Shier called Su Mingzhe and asked him to take a day off so he could go out and have fun, including eating, drinking, and shopping—cell phones, laptops, and all sorts of designer clothes.

Su Mingzhe was flattered: "Dad, that's enough. I can't use any of these things you bought for me. It's a waste of money!"

"What a wonderful son!" Hua Twelve comforted him.
"Son, it's alright, not a bit of it will be wasted. Consider this a loan to you. We won't charge you 'nine out and thirteen back' anymore; we'll just charge you interest at the bank rate!"

"Dad did this to train you. Take your neighbor, Uncle Wang, for example. He was a college graduate, but after more than 20 years, he's accumulated more than 500,000 yuan in debt!"

"Look at all the college students in the country, there aren't many who are over 100,000 yuan in debt at such a young age. Dad is giving you a higher starting point than others, allowing you to reach your Uncle Wang's level ahead of time. With a little effort, you can surpass him!"

Su Mingzhe felt that his father had changed a lot in the two years he had been in college, to the point that he almost didn't recognize him.

After a day of fun, I took Su Mingzhe back to school. As we were leaving, Su Mingzhe called out to Hua Shier:
"dad"

Hua Shier turned around and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh right, I forgot to give you your living expenses!"

He took 20,000 yuan out of his purse and slapped it into his son's hand:
“You’re graduating soon, and going out to eat and have parties with your classmates always costs money. Here, take this money. Now that Dad’s making money, spend it however you like!”

Su Mingzhe really wanted to ask if this money included interest!
However, he wisely changed the subject: "Dad, I wasn't talking about money. I wanted to say... I wanted to say..."

Hua Shier said irritably, "What kind of man speaks like that, stuttering and stammering!"

Su Mingzhe took a deep breath:

“What I wanted to say was that my mother must be having a hard time inside all by herself. I’ve written to her but she hasn’t replied. I was wondering if you could visit her more often.” “Besides, you two have lived together for so many years and raised three of us children. Can’t you two really stay together?”

Hua Shier got 10,000 yuan back from Su Mingzhe:
"If you say the wrong thing, I'll deduct ten thousand from your salary!"

He turned and left after he finished speaking. I thought his eldest son had something important to say, but he just pooped a big dump.

Is this really a college student?
Damn it, what kind of life did your dad, Su Daqiang, lead before?
He kept some secret stash of money, and still got slapped hard.

What kind of life am I living now? Being pursued by a superstar and sleeping with Yu Jiaolong!
You want me to live the same miserable life as your father? Hua Shier is just in a good mood today, otherwise he would have given Su Mingzhe a good beating. He wasted his college education and doesn't know anything!
Su Mingzhe watched his father haile a taxi and leave, a bitter smile on his face.

On the other side, Zhao Meilan, who was wearing a prison uniform and operating a sewing machine, sneezed twice. Involuntarily, she recalled her life in Tongdeli.

Back then, life felt so boring and monotonous; it felt like I could see the end of my life at a glance.

But now, when she recalls those days, she feels how comfortable and happy they were. At home, whatever she said went, and she could do whatever she wanted.

Zhao Meilan never imagined that the life she once loathed would now be something she missed so much.

If she could have another chance, she wouldn't slap Su Daqiang in front of their children again for hiding money, and she wouldn't act like Voldemort again.
Snapped!
A large punch sent stars flying through Zhao Meilan's eyes, and the face of the prison bully, Sister Jiang, with her fleshy features, appeared before her:

"Damn it, how many times have I told you to hurry up and stop daydreaming? Finish my work before the janitor comes back! Why can't you understand?!"

As Sister Jiang spoke, she kept pinching Zhao Meilan's body. Zhao Meilan begged for mercy repeatedly, but dared not fight back or shout loudly, because she had tried all of these before. But what good did it do to discipline and punish the other party? It only brought more intense retaliation!

In Beijing, Hua Twelve received a call from Wang Jing, who said that some footage of "My Sassy Girl" had been filmed and he, the screenwriter, wanted to review it.

Hua Shier agreed and took a taxi to the Beijing Film Studio, where the crew was currently filming indoor scenes.

After getting off the bus, Hua Shier saw a lot of extras waiting for work at the entrance. Just then, a female assistant who had been waiting at the entrance ran over and greeted them in Cantonese-accented Mandarin:
"Su Sheng, Director Wang sent me to pick you up!"

Hua Shier followed the other party into the Beijing Film Studio and met Wang Jing, who was filming an indoor scene.

At this moment, they are filming a scene where Xia Yu, who plays Qian Niu, takes a shower in a hotel and is mistakenly arrested by the police and taken to the police station.

The scene showed Xia Yu covering his private parts with his hands, then being pointed at with a gun. All the staff members tried to hold back their laughter, but Li Lianhua, who was lying on the bed and playing the drunken character, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Director, Xia Yu's underwear has been exposed!"

Wang Jing laughed and shouted, "Cut! Props, hurry up and get them ready, don't let them show!"

Everyone started laughing, but Xia Yu's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom. A short-haired girl with big eyes, a big nose, and a special temperament quickly came over with a sheet to cover him up.

Hua Shier knew this woman; she was one of the Seven Golden Flowers of the Central Academy of Drama, and later Xia Yu's wife, Yuan Quan.

Wang Jing saw Hua Twelve and greeted him with a smile:
"Let's serve lunch, we'll film again this afternoon!"

Hua Shier gave money to people to buy cold drinks, and all the staff got a share, which immediately sparked cheers of "Long live the boss!"

Li Lianhua and Xia Yu both came over to greet him, calling him "boss."

Hua Shier chuckled and teased Xia Yu, "Go put on some clothes before you come over, you'll still have time!"

Li Lianhua laughed so hard she practically squawked like a goose. Hua Shier looked at her:

"Your character is supposed to have his eyes closed, right? How come you could see Xia Yu's exposed skin? You seem quite curious!"

"what!"

Li Lianhua blushed deeply.

Xia Yu, draped in a bed sheet, introduced Hua Shier: "Boss, this is my girlfriend, Yuan Quan!"

Hua Shier smiled and reached out his hand: "You know, the Seven Golden Flowers of the Central Academy of Drama!"

Yuan Quan and Zeng Li are best friends. Back when they were filming "The Children of Qiao Family", she visited his house quite often, calling him "Uncle" all the time. They were very familiar with each other.

Hua asked Yuan Quan if she had signed with the company. She's a powerful figure, and signing with her would definitely be a good deal.

Before Yuan Quan could speak, Xia Yu quickly said:

"We've signed with Red Star Production Company, a singing company. We haven't signed with a film and television company yet. What do you think, boss? Isn't my Quan'er great?"

Hua Shier nodded: "I've heard that Miss Yuan's acting is quite good. How about she signs with our company?"

Yuan Quan didn't agree immediately, but she didn't refuse either, only saying she would think about it.

Hua Shier wasn't in a hurry. He told the other party that once they had thought it through, they should let Xia Yu know, and Hua Jie would definitely give them the best treatment.

As if on cue, Sister Hua arrived with Little Fatty Fan.

"I just got here and I heard you mention me, Mr. Su!"

As she spoke, Sister Hua pointed in a direction to Hua Twelve:
"I signed the person you asked me to sign last time, so which promising talent have you set your sights on this time!"

Hua Shierchao looked over and saw an unassuming staff member busy with the work; it was Ning Hao!
He pointed at Yuan Quan: "Who else could it be but the future Mrs. Xia!"

One sentence made Yuan Quan blush, but her impression of Hua Twelve immediately improved.

Hua Shier asked Wang Jinhua why he had come. The latter clearly had something to do, looked around, and said he would talk to him later.

Wang Jing pulled Hua Shier to look at the completed footage. After Hua Shier carefully reviewed it and compared it with the original film in her mind, she found that some parts were poorly shot, while others were better shot than the original, but overall it was a bit rough.

Hua Shier knew that Wang Jing's old habit of being a quick shooter had resurfaced, so he immediately pointed out both his strengths and weaknesses and told him not to worry.

Wang Jing pondered Hua Shier's points and immediately gave him a thumbs up:

"Expert, you've come to the right place!"

During lunch, Wang Jinhua revealed the reason for her visit: she was nearby and busy setting up the crew for the TV series "My Love from the Star." She encountered some difficulties, and upon hearing that Hua Shier was coming, she immediately came over.

Hua Shier said while eating:

"Don't worry, talk about it slowly. There's nothing that can't be resolved!"

Wang Jinhua sighed:
"It's still Huayi Brothers. The 'My Love from the Star' production team needs some veteran actors, but most of the veteran actors from Beijing Film Studio have connections with the Beijing film circle. They've already put in a good word for us, and none of them are willing to take our roles!"

"It's Huayi again!"

Hua Shier laughed; there was more fun to be had. He said to Wang Jing:
"Could you take a look later? If it doesn't work out, we can find someone from your Hong Kong entertainment circle. My movie is sure to be a huge hit. Could you help me lower the actor's salary?"

Wang Jing gave a wry smile. Hong Kong actors all go north to make money. Who would come if they had to lower their pay? But it was his project after all, and it was indeed a good one. If it was filmed well, it might even get a higher billing. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

The next day, Mr. Wang, who had moved to a villa in the suburbs, opened his eyes in his sleep and was shocked to find that the pretty girl next to him was gone, replaced by five big men!

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