Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 210 Signing a Contract with Wen Biyu

In the Hong Kong entertainment industry of the 1980s and 90s, there were countless pure beauties and energetic young girls, but only Irene Wan's charming eyes and alluring style have no successor.

Irene Wan's portrayal of Daji will remain unsurpassed for decades to come.

Wen Bixia, no, she should now be called Wen Biyu.

Tiu Keng Leng, where Wen Biyu lives, is a tiny place that has produced many talented people.

Chow Yun-fat's girlfriend, Ching Yuk-lin, was also born in Tiu Keng Leng.

The name Tiu Keng Leng has a special origin. After the Nationalist government moved to Taiwan in 1949, some retired veterans and their families who were unwilling or unable to move to Taiwan were settled in Tiu Keng Leng.

However, the following year, a group of left-wing students moved to the Mount Davis refugee camp to provoke the veterans, which eventually escalated into a bloody conflict.

Afterwards, the Hong Kong government relocated the group of veterans and their families to Tiu Keng Leng in Kwun Tong, and changed the name to Tiu Keng Leng, taking the homonym of the original "Hanging Neck Ridge".

Currently, the head of Hung Hing in Kwun Tong District is Tai Tin Yee. After seeing Wen Bi Yu's information, Chan Ka Chun decided to go and sign her, so he asked Tai Tin Yee to guide him.

Tai Tin Yee picked up a henchman born in Tiu Keng Leng and drove Chan Ka Chun to Tiu Keng Leng. After entering Kwun Tong, the car turned onto a dirt road, and the car bumped along the weed-covered dirt road for a while.

"Ah Da, we've arrived."

When the group arrived at Tiu Keng Leng, Chen Jiajun finally understood what a "slum" meant.

Looking around, one can vaguely see solitary graves and crooked tombstones in the wilderness.

The situation in the residential areas is even worse. From the oil paper shacks in the refugee camps to the shacks built on the hillside, and then to the private housing estates with clear property rights, the entire neighborhood here is a dirty, chaotic and crowded shantytown, with hardly a decent street in sight.

Tiger Boy, one of Da Tian Er's underlings, laughed and said, "Big Brother, the KMT in Taiwan organized a group of people to return to Taiwan before. Those with some money moved out, and the rest are all poor people."

Chen Jiajun nodded and walked towards Tiu Keng Leng Middle School.

Tiu Keng Leng Secondary School is very small, consisting of only a few dilapidated school buildings.

"Little Tiger, where is the principal's office?"

"Big Brother, come with me," Tiger Boy said as he walked toward a school building.

Chen Jiajun followed Tiger Boy to the principal's office. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock, the door suddenly opened by itself, and a girl rushed out and bumped right into Chen Jiajun.

"what."

The girl in his arms cried out in surprise, while Chen Jiajun stood firmly in place, though she herself was knocked backward and fell to the ground.

Without thinking much, Chen Jiajun reached out and pulled the girl back to her feet, asking, "Are you alright?"

To Chen Jiajun's surprise, the girl's first words were not "thank you," but angrily asking, "Eat shit, you bastard! Can't you see where you're going?"

Before Chen Jiajun could speak, Da Tian Er pointed at the girl and said, "Hey, if you have the guts, say it again."

Someone in the principal's office also scolded the girl: "Wen Biyu, how can you have no manners at all? Apologize now."

Wen Biyu?
Chen Jiajun looked her over carefully several times, and indeed she was Wen Bixia.

At this time, she was only up to Chen Jiajun's chest. Her clothes were worn out, her hair was tied into a braid, and her pants even had a patch on them. She looked very rustic.

However, her breasts are already quite large.

Wen Biyu rolled her eyes at Chen Jiajun, then turned around and said in a rather rebellious tone, "Principal Wang, you interfere when I don't come to class, and now you even interfere when I talk. Who do you think you are?"

Principal Wang was quite annoyed by Wen Biyu, but Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Never mind, it's quite cute for girls to be a little lively and rebellious. This student, you should go to class first. I have something to discuss with Principal Wang."

When Wen Biyu saw that Chen Jiajun actually spoke up for her, she couldn't help but glance at him a few more times and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you know what's good for you."

Now fifteen years old, Wen Bixia has eight siblings in total: four older brothers and three older sisters. She is the youngest, and the family of ten squeezes into a small wooden house of 30 square meters.

Because she was born in a slum, most of the students here were delinquents, and she herself was a typical delinquent.

To Chen Jiajun's surprise, Wen Biyu actually claimed to be...

He looked at Da Tian Er and Tiger Boy with an inquiring gaze, and both of them shook their heads.

After Wen Biyu left in a huff, Principal Wang, dressed simply, quickly stepped forward to explain on her behalf: "Gentlemen, please don't be angry. Wen Biyu's family is very poor, and her parents don't have time to discipline her. She does have a bit of a temper, but she is kind-hearted. I apologize to you three on her behalf."

Principal Wang could naturally tell that Chen Jiajun and his two companions were dressed smartly and were not ordinary people.

Chen Jiajun took out his business card and introduced himself: "Hello Principal Wang, my name is Chen Jiajun, and I am the boss of Guojun Group and Hongxing Film Industry."

"Guojun Group? You must be the famous Chen Jiajun?" Principal Wang took the business card with some doubt:
"Mr. Chen, please have a seat. May I ask what brings you to our humble place?"

Although Principal Wang knew of Chen Jiajun, he knew very little about Chen Jiajun's true background.

Having received several donations from Boss Jun and the Oriental Daily's effusive sycophantic reporting, Chen Jiajun is now a successful entrepreneur and a great philanthropist.

With a smile, Chen Jiajun got straight to the point: "It's like this, since it's almost Chinese New Year, I'm here on behalf of Guojun Group to donate money to improve the educational environment in Tiu Keng Leng. Also, I'm planning to shoot a movie about young people, and a female student from your school has submitted her resume to our company. She's a perfect fit for our casting call."

"Really?"

Principal Wang was overjoyed upon hearing this, showing none of the reserve and composure expected of a school leader.

Don't blame Principal Wang for being unreserved; the situation here in Tiu Keng Leng is just too terrible.

The last time the school received a donation was seven years ago.

Chen Jiajun originally only wanted to sign Wen Biyu, but when he actually arrived in Tiu Keng Leng, as a well-known philanthropist in Hong Kong, he felt a little guilty if he didn't donate some money.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Of course it's true. If your school has any promising students, you can send them to our Guojun Academy. Tuition and accommodation will be waived."

Principal Wang wiped his hands repeatedly on his clothes, then warmly shook Chen Jiajun's hand and said, "Mr. Chen, you are truly a kind-hearted and good person!"

"Where."

Chen Jiajun pulled out a check for 20 yuan and stuffed it into Principal Wang's arms, saying, "If your school encounters any difficulties, please be sure to contact me. Here is 20 yuan. Although it is not much, it can improve the environment of Tiu Keng Leng Middle School."

"Thank you so much! I'm extremely grateful!" Principal Wang said, stammering.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Chen Jiajun opened his briefcase and took out Wen Biyu's resume, saying, "By the way, Principal Wang, the female student I'm looking for is her."

"what."

Principal Wang looked at the resumes on the table and slapped his forehead.

Soon, a teacher brought Wen Biyu to the principal's office. Chen Jiajun, with a kind smile, teased her, "Hello, Wen Biyu. I am the owner of Xiangjiang Art City Film Company. You submitted your resume to our company before, and we would like to invite you to become a contracted artist with our company."

Wen Biyu looked at Chen Jiajun with some suspicion. She had indeed submitted her resume to a film and television company before, but that was Hongxing Film and Television.

She knew nothing about Yicheng Entertainment. She glanced at Principal Wang behind him and asked incredulously, "You want me to act in a movie?"

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Chen Jiajun tempted her, "Wen, do you want to become a big star like Cheng Yulian, and wear nice clothes and live in a nice house in the future?"

Wen Biyu felt as if she had been hit on the head with a blunt object, her mind went blank, and a burning flame ignited within her burned throughout her entire body.

Wen Biyu's father was a refugee veteran, and there were eight siblings in his family.

If life continues like this, the family may be poor, but things won't get any worse.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, the father suddenly became a different person.

In the gambling den, Wen Biyu's father became addicted to gambling. Gambling was like a bottomless pit, sucking away the last of her family's money.

When she was at her poorest, her mother was prepared to sell her.

In the end, they even took the money. Wen Biyu cried sadly, begging for her mother. The buyer was a kind person, and in the end, he returned Wen Biyu to the Wen family. He never got the money back.

How could Wen Biyu, who grew up in such an environment, not want to become famous?

Wen Biyu glanced down at the patch on the knee of her pants and suddenly felt very embarrassed. She hid the patch by turning her legs apart and stared at Chen Jiajun without saying a word. Her previous rebellious demeanor had completely disappeared.

……

Wen Biyu walked at the front, her steps quick as she strode up the stone path, occasionally glancing back at Chen Jiajun and Principal Wang's group behind her.

Actually, she wasn't thinking about making money as a celebrity; she was just eager to go home and change her pants.

The pants she was wearing were old and tattered, hand-me-downs from her two older sisters. It was fine for them to be worn at school, but now, in front of Chen Jiajun, the film company boss, Wen Biyu felt that these pants made her lose face.

Principal Wang pointed to the stone steps and said, "Mr. Chen, don't be fooled by how simple this place is; everything here was built by our own hands."

Chen Jiajun praised with a smile, "The residents of Tiu Keng Leng are very united, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to build these stone steps."

“Of course,” Principal Wang said proudly. “In all of Hong Kong, the people of Tiu Keng Leng are the most united. If we want to do something, all we have to do is stand up and give a shout, and a hundred thousand people will be of one mind and get right to it…”

Suddenly, Principal Wang's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared angrily at a person on the roadside ahead.

This man was probably in his forties or fifties, and he must have been a veteran. He was urinating by the roadside.

He didn't hide when he saw Wen Biyu and the others arrive. He was whistling while urinating, looking quite carefree and relaxed.

Principal Wang said awkwardly, "Mr. Chen, they are all uncouth people, and their behavior is not very civilized. Please don't take it to heart."

Chen Jiajun glanced at the shack by the roadside and said, "I don't think this has anything to do with civilization or barbarity; it's just a problem of lagging social development. If he had a toilet at home, he certainly wouldn't urinate in the street."

"Mr. Chen is right, Tiu Keng Leng is indeed too poor."

The two climbed the slope for more than ten minutes before finally arriving at Wen Biyu's house.

This is a simple wooden house. The poor lighting makes the interior very dark, and the ground is uneven dirt.

The house is at most 30 square meters, but it houses ten people. The only electrical appliance in the house is a light bulb. There is no refrigerator, television, or even an electric fan.

Wen Biyu seemed a little embarrassed and awkwardly invited them into such a shabby room, bringing out two small stools outside the door and saying, "Mr. Chen, Principal Wang, please have a seat."

"Thank you."

Chen Jiajun sat down without any hesitation.

Soon another woman came out of the house. Her temples were already gray, and her face still showed glimpses of her past. She must have been a well-known lady from a prominent family in her youth.

Seeing Principal Wang and Chen Jiajun sitting outside, she hurriedly asked, "Principal Wang, has my Biyu gotten into trouble again?"

Principal Wang smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's not trouble, it's a great thing. This is Hong..."

Seeing that Principal Wang had let something slip, Chen Jiajun immediately interrupted, "My surname is Chen, and I am the owner of Yicheng Film Industry. Wen Biyu submitted her resume to us before, and our company took a liking to her. We think your daughter has a good image and want to promote her as a female star. Because she is still a minor, a parent must act as her representative when signing the contract, so I apologize for disturbing you today."

As soon as Wen's mother shook hands with Chen Jiajun, she immediately realized her hands were dirty and quickly pulled them back. With a conflicted yet expectant tone, she asked, "Sir, does going to film a movie mean I can't go to school? My daughter Biyu is still so young..."

Being a star in Hong Kong can be lucrative, but Wen's mother doesn't want her daughter to become a female star.

After all, being a celebrity can cause one to neglect their studies.

This was also an important reason why Wen Biyu made a fortune after her debut and then withdrew from the film industry to go back to school. It was three years later when she returned to the film industry.

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "How could that be? If Wen Biyu really becomes famous, she can transfer to other better schools and study while filming. Our company is very powerful and can introduce your daughter to Guojun Academy for free."

"That's good. I'll have to trouble you with this from now on, Mr. Chen."

Wen's mother didn't ask any further questions because the family was too poor. She was actually quite happy for her daughter to earn money, and she was even happier to hear that she could study while earning money.

Because Chen Jiajun was brought by Principal Wang, Wen's mother was not worried that Chen Jiajun was a fraud.

She was about to call Wen Biyu over and tell her to listen to Chen Jiajun from now on, but then she discovered that her daughter was missing.

Just a minute or two later, Wen Biyu ran out of the house again. She had changed out of her old trousers and was now wearing a floral dress, standing under the eaves with a smile.

It's already early January, and although winter in Hong Kong isn't too cold, it's definitely not the season for wearing skirts.

Wen Bixia's actions revealed two pieces of information.

First, she didn't have a decent set of clothes; this skirt was the only one she could wear out.

Secondly, this girl is really vain and loves to save face; she has an extremely strong sense of vanity.

Chen Jiajun took out a pre-prepared contract from his bag: "Mrs. Wen, it's like this, before filming the movie, Wen Biyu will have to join our company's training program. Our company has staff dormitory for artists in Wan Chai, so Wen Biyu will have to live in Wan Chai from now on."

In addition, the company gives her a monthly subsidy of 1000 yuan, so this totals 5000 yuan.

Wen Biyu's heart fluttered upon hearing this.

Wan Chai?

That was a wonderful world for her.

"5000 yuan?"

Upon seeing the brand-new Hong Kong banknotes in Chen Jiajun's hand, Wen's mother was so shocked that she cried out.

Because Tiu Keng Leng is so remote, a monthly income of one thousand dollars is already considered high.

(End of this chapter)