money player

"Master, how am I doing?"

While the fellow disciples were practicing, the youngest one, Bruce Lee, came up to Ip Man.

Ye Wen glanced at Bruce Lee calmly and said, "Not bad! Very good!"

Bruce Lee curled his lips, "This sentence again."

Feeling bored, Bruce Lee came to Xian Yuzhen, wiped his nose and said, "Junior Sister Yuzhen, do you want to talk about hands?"

"You." Xian Yuzhen glanced at Bruce Lee with disdain, "Stop making trouble, go downstairs and buy yourself a piece of candy."

"Junior Sister Yuzhen, didn't your father teach you to respect your teachers? You don't even call me senior brother." Bruce Lee said arrogantly.

"You mean hands?" Xian Yuzhen dragged out the words, and raised her foot to the weapon rack on the side. A six-and-a-half-point stick was lifted into the air. She grabbed the stick with her hand and pointed it at Bruce Lee's face. "It's about who's better and who's worse, and it's about life and death. San Francisco guy, come here and die."

Bruce Lee knew that he was no match for Xian Yuzhen, not to mention that Xian Yuzhen was holding a stick. Once he was hit by the stick, he ran back, shouting, "The female demon Sun Erniang has fallen from the mountain. Everyone, run quickly."

"I'll let you possess my body and tear your mouth apart."

Xian Yuzhen cursed but did not chase after Bruce Lee. She suddenly turned around, swung her Dragon Spear, and without even looking, swung the dart stick straight at the coffin nail that was half-nailed on the wall. The whole nail was embedded in the brick wall, and the sound of the stick lingered for a long time.

"Not bad! Very good!" Ye Wen's calm voice rang out again, but when Xian Yuzhen looked over, he had already lowered his head to read the newspaper, with only the cigarette in his hand puffing out smoke.

Liang Xiang, who was teaching martial arts on behalf of his master, came to Xian Yuzhen and said happily, "Junior Sister Xian, you have a great stick technique."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior brother. I need to practice more." Xian Yuzhen bowed with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Don't be modest. Good is good. Keep practicing. Remember to prepare the red envelope tomorrow. Master will teach you how to enter the pile."

"Ok."

Xian Yuzhen looked back at the wooden dummies lined up in a row and was fascinated.

Wing Chun was not well-known in Hong Kong, and the wooden dummy was an even more niche thing. Ip Man, who was originally short of money, spent a lot of effort but could not find a suitable person to make the wooden dummy. In the end, Xian Yuzhen took over the job, found the best wood, and sent it to Foshan to be made by a knowledgeable carpenter. A dozen made nine of them.

There are 108 combinations of wooden dummy, each combination contains three to four or five moves, also includes long bridge and short bridge. The moves are like seven notes of music. Various combinations can form all kinds of beautiful music, which are ever-changing and can be practiced for a lifetime.

Xian Yuzhen came to a wooden man, gently stroked the horizontal bar on it, and imagined various blocking movements in her mind.

At half past eight, her Wing Chun practice for the day came to an end.

She returned to her rooftop and continued to practice another martial art, Dragon Dao.

Regarding martial arts, she actually majored in Ryudo and was a disciple of the American Iaido, a branch of Ryudo. She specialized in 3800-meter long-range sniping and 0.0175-second gun drawing.

The former requires minoring in mathematics, and practicing to a high level, where one can just raise a gun and take the enemy's head from a thousand meters away; the latter requires minoring in magic tricks and whistling skills, and practicing to the highest level, where one can whistle "Titoli" to show off, which is more important than pulling the trigger.

When practicing martial arts, atmosphere is actually very important. Xian Yuzhen was dressed in cowboy clothes, with a thin cigar that was cut in half in her mouth. She narrowed her eyes and stared at the human-shaped target in front of her. She repeatedly took out the revolver with her right hand and repeatedly moved the hammer with her left hand, while repeatedly recording the time when the enemy fell to the ground in her mind.

"Stay close to the enemy or use the inch punch at a distance. The gun is fast and accurate within seven steps. Beyond seven steps, it is the bodyguard's duty. You are a well-educated and well-mannered young lady."

Xian Yuzhen thought about her elder brother's warning and felt a little regretful for letting outsiders know that she was very accurate with the spear. As a result, she lost a trump card that could save her life. The fact that the pistol was fast and accurate could not be leaked anymore.

After practicing the standing gun drawing technique for a while, she sat down at a round table, holding a cup of freshly brewed hot coffee in her hand, and drew her gun in a simulated scenario of being attacked while having afternoon tea.

At this time, work was still going on in full swing on Mount Garden.

A few days ago, Long Dao was separated from the Public Security Guard Company and a separate Long Dao Group Company was registered. The company's starting capital was 10 yuan and a 2-square-foot piece of uneven land on the top of the mountain.

The Hong Kong government has some plans for Garden Hill. The lease period for this land is not long, only 50 years, and there is a supplementary agreement that if the use period exceeds 15 years, the Hong Kong government can take back the land without compensation and only refund the rent for the insufficient years.

Anyway, Xian Yaowen had never seen the development of Garden Mountain in his previous life, so he would just use it first no matter how many years it takes.

As the saying goes, "A mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; a river is not famous because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there." The 2 square feet of land on the mountain is going to be used to build the Longdao headquarters building, commonly known as the Longdao Fairy Palace. The construction has already started and the workers are working overtime.

Qi Longdao wore a safety helmet and stood on a high place overlooking the entire construction site. Holding the construction drawings in his hands, he explained the allocation of the buildings to Liu Huanrong, the owner of the Liu Family Class of the Longdao Martial Arts Group, celebrity representative Lei Long, Yu Duohong, president of the Longdao Society, Deng Shijian, chairman of the Longdao Martial Arts Union, and He Qin Daoren, vice chairman, who were standing nearby.

"Boss Liu, the easternmost piece is yours; Lei Long, the piece next to it is yours; President Yu, the western piece is yours; Chairman Deng, Taoist priest, the northern piece is yours.

The southern part, near the path down the mountain, belongs to the Dragon Dojo. The southern frame will be ready in ten days at most, and the floor can be laid in three days. Lei Long, when you go to Friendship Pictures tomorrow, talk to Manager Yuan about the enrollment."

"Manager Qi, the script for the play that the company is preparing for me has not been written yet. Can I rush it?" Lei Long said.

Qi Longdao glared at Lei Long and said, "Lei Long, you should know clearly that it is us who begged Friendship Pictures, not Friendship Pictures begging us. It is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is hard to be a little devil. What you do is up to you."

Lei Long is the star representative of Long Dao chosen by Xian Yaowen, and he is also the first action star that Long Dao wants to make famous. However, Qi Longdao does not think much of Lei Long. He always feels that this guy is not very upright and is too impetuous, and is a piece of rotten wood.

This disagreement is not because there is a problem with the vision of Xian Yaowen or Qi Longdao, but because Qi Longdao attaches too much importance to the word "representative". He regards Lei Long with the standard of selecting a disciple, but Xian Yaowen only wants a star. Whether the person has a righteous mind or is frivolous or not is not important. What is important is whether he has a star appearance.

As for celebrities, their minds can be acted and their character can be faked. You can promote them as whatever kind of person you want. If they can't act well, can't pretend to be like the person they are, or are disobedient, they can die early and be reborn soon. Dead people are sometimes easier to market than living people.

Besides, Xian Yaowen discovered a valuable quality in Lei Long, his desire for money.

"Manager Qi, I was wrong." Lei Long said with his eyebrows lowered.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, Deng Shijian stepped forward and said, "Manager Qi, do we need to start the work of the union immediately?"

"Professor Deng, this is what happened. The group and Friendship Pictures have already reached an agreement. Several leading actors who have starred in action movies will join the group. You should discuss with Manager Yuan of Friendship Pictures how to organize the initiation ceremony and subsequent publicity."

“Then how will the work of other film companies proceed?”

"Make a good sample first. Once you have the sample, the rest of the work will be easier to carry out."

"OK."

Qi Longdao looked at Yu Duohong, "President Yu, is the content of the first issue of Dragon Dao ready?"

"Manager Qi, it's ready, but the distribution channel has not yet been negotiated."

"You can go visit Mr. Huang from the Neutral Newspaper. The boss has said hello to him and he will help."

"Ok."

……

Afternoon in Paris.

Xian Yaowen went to Romeo's office in the morning, bought bread on the street at noon, and took a bus to experience the scenery of Paris from another perspective.

He wore a loose windbreaker to cover his bulging chest.

Over the shirt, he wore an undergarment and stuffed two apples and a strip of cloth inside to capture the perspective of a female tourist touring Paris.

Secret underwear will be sold at a high price, but the main force of the potential consumer group is not women who own private cars, but women who are willing to spend half a month or a month's salary to buy a piece of underwear. They take buses and trains.

People are an important part of a city's landscape, and what he wants to browse today is the landscape of women.

With a notebook on his lap and a camera in his hand, he would occasionally take a few pictures through the car window, then put the camera down and casually observe the car, recording the status and various small movements of the young women in the car. When no one was paying attention, he would follow suit and record his feelings in detail.

During the transfers, he would review the income reports of women in Paris, New York and London, and record in detail the consumption items and amounts of the women he saw.

Women themselves can be careless and not keep track of how their money is spent, but he, a man who is thinking about taking money out of their wallets, cannot do that. He has to play the role of a eunuch who is worried about the emperor and design some exquisite moonlighting plans.

Maybe, later on, he can publish a book called "Elegant Miss Moonlight".

At 2:20 p.m., he took a bus to the Seine River, where he spotted a woman worth observing.

A decent new spring outfit, in the style of the Place Vendôme, which cost at least 5 francs from head to toe. The perfume is Nina Ricci's "Scent of Time", which is not top-notch, but not cheap either. It is definitely a luxury to apply it on a woman riding a bus.

Some subtle details of the woman revealed the roughness of her skin caused by labor, and some indecent movements also revealed that she had no etiquette education. He did not fall into the clichéd plot like "Roman Holiday". He did not meet a naughty young lady, but a precise potential customer.

He took a casual glance and wrote down the woman's height and measurements in his notebook. He took another glance and did not detect any obvious professional characteristics from the woman, so he was unable to analyze her income level.

There are not many occupations available to Parisian women at present. The main employment direction is housewife, followed by kindergarten and primary school teachers, nurses, salespersons and service industry practitioners, textile workers, secretaries and clerks. Other industries are only a minority phenomenon and have no statistical significance.

He started by excluding occupations that had no statistical significance, such as writers, artists, lawyers, social workers, actors, and models, and then excluded housewives, teachers, nurses, salespersons, textile workers, etc. He narrowed women's occupations to the categories of service industry practitioners and secretaries, and he preferred the former.

From the beginning of this century to the present, from the United States to France, due to the advancement of urbanization, the demand for office work has increased significantly, but the positions open to women are very limited, mainly concentrated in the positions of secretary, typist and switchboard operator.

Compared with traditional manufacturing and domestic service industries, office jobs are more respectable, and the working environment and social status are more attractive to new women. This is somewhat similar to the mentality of preferring lower wages to being a white-collar worker rather than working in a factory to screw screws a few decades later.

As a result, the product of women's vocational education, the "secretary school", was born in the context of the times. After graduating from high school, many women would go to secretarial school for further studies, and after graduation they could find an office job.

However, neither telephone answering nor typing is a difficult skill to master. Moreover, with secretaries graduating in batches, female positions in offices often face fierce competition. If you don’t do it, there are plenty of people who will do it. The internal competition is serious, so naturally this type of position has two obvious characteristics: exhaustion and not enough salary to feed the chickens.

There is another unspoken rule that silently enduring sexual harassment in the workplace is not as simple as being foul-mouthed or dirty-handed. Instead, one must be prepared to go to bed with the old-timers and direct supervisors at any time. Just like new female employees in New York, there are often valuable experiences that old female employees will pass on to them, which is to introduce them to a black doctor who dares to perform abortions.

Due to the existence of the Comstock Act, abortion was illegal in almost all states in the United States in 1951. If you wanted an abortion, you could only find a black doctor. The situation in France was similar. During the Vichy regime, abortion was even once classified as a "crime against the state." After the war, the law was slightly relaxed, allowing legal abortion when the life of the pregnant woman was in danger.

Once a normal medical service is declared illegal, it means huge profits. Xian Yaowen thought about wading into this muddy water. After all, if he did it well, he could easily make 20 to 30 million US dollars a year.

However, this business not only has to go against the law, but also against Jesus. The Mafia would rather sell drugs than get involved in this business. You can imagine how great the resistance is. If things go wrong, the old lady next door who has been paralyzed in bed for eighty years will stand up and knock on the book with "The Gospel of Matthew".

Female office secretaries only have the glamorous looks, but they don't have much money in their pockets. Even if they are favored by the boss or senior executives and become a lover-like role, they may not be well off.

After all, what is popular nowadays is the freeloading trend of women taking care of their own affairs. If female secretaries want to increase their income, they can only jump to other positions based on their abilities. The highest level of female secretaries is high-level vase, and there is no possibility of them becoming Long Xuemei or Caroline Duncan.

Although Xian Yaowen often joked with Caroline about letting her use another ability, it was just talk and he never put it into action. It is no exaggeration to say that this was a very benevolent behavior. In Europe and the United States, female secretaries are just vases, not mental workers, and they are not considered senior executives even if they follow the boss. Only male secretaries have the potential to become think tank-type senior executives.

It is precisely because the current workplace is unfair to women that Xian Yaowen uses women on a large scale. It is difficult to find such a good store outside this village. Therefore, the poor situation will make women more reliable in terms of loyalty.

If Long Xuemei leaves, it will be difficult for her to find a job with a monthly salary of 300 Hong Kong dollars, let alone tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars a year plus miscellaneous benefits and shares. Unless she is poached by a competitor, she may only be able to get thousands of Hong Kong dollars a month.

Back to the present, although Xian Yaowen tends to think that the woman is a service industry practitioner, he does not rule out the possibility of a female secretary. If the woman is not bad looking, it is not impossible for her to become the lover of the boss or senior executive. If she is in the "honeymoon period", it is not strange for her to buy a set of clothes.

Making a note of the two possible careers, he continued observing the woman out of the corner of his eye.

The woman got off at the Veterans Hospital station, and Xian Yaowen followed the woman into the subway station. Although it was not the weekend, there were quite a few people on the subway. There were not many empty seats, and most of them were three seats short of one.

Xian Yaowen and his three companions occupied two of the two four-seat areas. Xian Yaowen and Qi Longque sat opposite each other, leaving an empty seat on each side. This led to an Asian woman who arrived later with a map in hand and sat next to Xian Yaowen after hesitating for a moment.

Xian Yaowen glanced at the Asian woman, then immediately turned his gaze back to the person he was observing. Just now, the woman had made a concealed movement of pulling the clothes at the side breast area. Judging from the depth of the fingers embedded, she should be pulling the strap of her bra.

It is worth studying why the discomfort is caused.

Xian Yaowen drew the curve of a woman's shoulders in his notebook and wrote down the strap data of several best-selling bras in Paris, trying to analyze the cause of the discomfort.

The Asian woman next to him studied the map for a while and glanced at the notebook inadvertently. She didn't understand it at first, but after following Xian Yaowen's gaze and discovering the woman, she had a guess in her mind, "This man is probably a fashion designer."

Then, Xian Yaowen observed the women openly, and the Asian women observed him cautiously, and they each found their own pleasure.

After an unknown amount of time, the Asian woman suddenly said, "Anao (that)..."

"Come to Paris for vacation?" Xian Yaowen replied casually without looking at the Asian woman or waiting for her to finish her pause.

"Eh?"

The Asian woman was surprised, not only to hear Japanese, but also to hear the tone of the voice as if the other party knew her.

"I heard that you are not very happy at Shintoho. Do you want to become a freelance actor?" Xian Yaowen wrote a few words on his notebook, and then looked at Gaofeng Hideko, whom he had just recognized. "Don't be surprised. My company and Shintoho are partners. I have visited Shintoho and met you at the photography studio, Miss Gaofeng."

"Huh?" Takamine Hideko opened her mouth and asked, "Is this Paris?"

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly, "No doubt, this is Paris."

"I'm sorry." Takamine Hideko bowed slightly. "I just think it's a coincidence that I can meet someone I know in Paris."

Xian Yaowen responded with a smile, "It's already mid-March. It's not too strange to run into someone you know in Paris at this time. It's almost time to start, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's about to start." Gao Fengxiuzi hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, you want to participate too?"

"Takano Sadayoshi." Xian Yaowen nodded slightly, "I use this name in Tokyo."

Takamine Hideko bowed and said, "Takano-san, please take care of me."

Xian Yaowen nodded slightly in response, "Are you coming to Paris so early for vacation?"

"Yes."

“So please relax a little, Paris is a relaxing and romantic city.”

Takamine Hideko breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, Paris."

Xian Yaowen, who had never stopped observing women, lowered his head and wrote something down. Gao Fengxiuzi happened to see him and asked, "Takano-san, are you also a fashion designer?"

"I'm not a director, nor a fashion designer. I'm just running a film and clothing business at the same time." Xian Yaowen looked at Gao Fengxiu's face, "This Saturday my clothing brand will hold a new product launch at the Palace of Versailles. If Miss Gao Feng is interested, you are very welcome to attend.

Oh, by the way, almost all the famous French actors have been invited and they will be there too."

Upon hearing this, Takamine Hideko bowed and said, "Takano-san, I am very interested in participating."

"Please let Miss Gao Feng know your address in Paris so I can send someone to deliver the invitation to you."

"I live in a five-story apartment in the university town at the end of Pierre Nicola Street. On the third floor, my university professor's wife's house. I don't know the house number."

"I know where it is. It's not hard to find. But just in case, I'll leave a phone number for Miss Gao Feng. You can call me later today and tell me the house number." As he said that, Xian Yaowen turned the notebook to the back, wrote a phone number on a new page, tore off a page and handed it to Gao Feng Xiuzi.

Takamine Hideko took it and bowed slightly, "I'll call Takano-san tonight."

Xian Yaowen nodded slightly, "Which stop are you going to get off at, Miss Gao Feng?"

"I am going to the banks of the Seine."

"We'll probably get off at the same stop."

Xian Yaowen pursed his lips at the woman, reached into his chest, took out an apple and handed it to Gao Feng Xiuzi. While she was dumbfounded, he took out another one, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the apple, handed it to Gao Feng Xiuzi in exchange for the previous one, wiped it clean as well, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Then he smiled at Gao Fengxiuzi and said, "It's very clean and can be eaten."

Gao Fengxiuzi woke up from her shock and smiled faintly: "It's amazing that the apple can be hidden there."

Xian Yaowen spread his hands and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not a pervert. I'm just doing product research."

Takamine Hideko pointed to the apple in her hand and said, "Is this how you conduct product research?"

Xian Yaowen pursed his lips towards Gao Fengxiuzi's chest and said, "To simulate the state of you women."

"I see." Takamine Hideko nodded slightly and said, "Takano-san sells women's underwear?"

"Yes." Xian Yaowen and Gao Fengxiuzi looked at each other. "I followed the lady all the way and found that she adjusted her underwear several times. I wanted to analyze where the problem was through observation."

Takamine Hideko subconsciously glanced at the woman, "Have you found the problem, Takano-san?"

"Not yet, so I will continue to follow, hoping that this lady is going to have coffee by the Seine, so that I can buy Miss Gao Feng a cup."

"Why don't you just ask Koya-san? I mean find a woman and ask her."

Xian Yaowen waved his hand and said, "Ms. Gao Ye, some questions can be answered by asking, but some questions can only be answered through observation. For example, when someone has a toothache, sometimes they can't tell which tooth hurts, so they can only be checked by a dentist."

"I see. Kono-san is really knowledgeable."

Gao Feng Xiuzi's compliment sounded a bit fake, and Xian Yaowen could tell it right away. He nodded slightly and glanced at her chest. He suddenly became distracted and wondered whether he should launch the plan of functional underwear in advance.

Hideko Takamine is so pitiful. I don't know which bastard is so cruel to gouge out two pieces of her flesh, leaving her with only her head raised but not her chest held high.

The two chatted casually, and after a while, they got to the real point.

It turned out that Hideko Takamine had a bad relationship with some people in Shintoho and had made up her mind to leave Shintoho to become a freelance actor. This time, taking the opportunity of attending the Cannes Film Festival, she planned to stay in Paris for a while as an international student, sort out her mood, and then consider what to do next.

Hideko Takamine had good acting skills and was well-known in Japan, and she was about to become a freelance actor. With the idea of ​​picking up a ready-made star for Fujisan Entertainment for free, Xian Yaowen introduced the scenery of Paris to Hideko Takamine in a business-like manner and pointed out some interesting places.

It was quite a coincidence that the station where the woman got off was the same as Gaofeng Hideko's destination. The two got off together, trailing far behind the woman. (End of this chapter)