Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 171 Trouble comes from the mouth
Led by four receptionists and four waiters, the group of eight went upstairs to the largest private room that Wang Yaotang often used.

"Dynasty Nightclub is one of the safest and most popular nightclubs in Hong Kong Island. You can order whatever you want to drink. We have everything here." After entering the private room, Wang Jing regarded himself as half the owner and started to make arrangements loudly.

Xie Xian looked around, sat down on the sofa, reached out and touched it, "It's just okay."

"The decoration level is still a bit low. This sofa is made of buffalo leather. The leather is slightly rough and has larger pores. The advantages are that it has excellent toughness and wear resistance, and is sturdy and durable." Xie Xian said while shaking his head. However, sturdy and durable is not a good word in high-end places.

He knocked on the coffee table again and said, "The natural marble tabletop has the advantage of a unique texture. The cold texture and smooth surface can add a touch of elegance to the interior space. It's too hard."

Wang Jing frowned slightly after these comments, and the others looked on in amusement.

The reason why the project of "Thousand Kings Fight Thousand Tyrants" was approved was because of Xie Xian. He was very popular and had many connections, so naturally he had the biggest one.

As for Wang Jing, he was a screenwriter, and the reason he was able to get the position of director was because Shaw Brothers gave him such a large investment to give him training as a favor to his father Wang Tianlin.

Wang Jing's purpose in bringing the crew to Dynasty was to take advantage of the situation and establish his authority as a director. If he could make Xie Xian obey him the entire time, he would have completely succeeded in taking the position.

Xie Xian has been in the film and television industry for more than 20 years. How could he not see through the fat guy's tricks? He wants to step on him to get to the top? He's dreaming!

Xie Xian took out the cigar box, trimmed it slowly, then took out some cigar matches, struck three cigars and lit them.

Wang Jing was helpless as he watched Xie Xian showing off and becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

Who among ordinary people would study these things?

Even though his father, Wang Tianlin, is a famous director in Hong Kong and his family should be well off, the actual situation is completely different.

When Wang Jing was 16, his mother Liang Shuwen owed a lot of gambling debts. Dianmao went bankrupt, and Wang Tianlin lost his protection. He was controlled by the gang and made a lot of movies for Taiwan and Golden Harvest. It was not until Shao Laoliu recruited Wang Tianlin in 73 that he slowly paid off his gambling debts. However, Liang Shuwen owed more gambling debts just after he paid them off...

The advantage of working at TVB is that you have the face of Shao Laoliu, and the gangs won't come to collect debts or charge interest. But the disadvantage is that TVB has always treated men like animals. Wang Tianlin is so busy that he has no time to go out and make money by filming, and he pays back the money very slowly.

Until now, the debt has not been paid off. As the son of a famous director, Wang Jing has never eaten, seen, or played...

The waiter pushed the door open and brought the drinks, with four bottles of red wine in the ice bucket.

Reaching out and knocking on the ice bucket, Xie Xian, holding a cigar in his mouth, tilted his head and commented: "Pewter ice buckets have a unique metallic luster and texture. In ancient times, they were widely used to make candlesticks, kettles, and wine utensils. Now they are often used to hold cocktails with ice, which can keep the wine frozen for a long time. Some high-end consumption places also use them as ice buckets."

"My assessment is that it is not as good as silver."

He reached out and knocked on the highball glass on the table, making a ding-ding sound. "Ordinary glass cups should not appear in such a high-end place."

"Fourth brother is amazing. I can't even recognize these things when you ask me to distinguish them." Wang Yu praised him with a smile.

"One o'clock..." As Xie Xian was speaking, the door of the box was pushed open again. Everyone looked up and saw a man in a houndstooth shirt walking in.

"Brother Yao!" Wang Jing felt relieved and quickly stood up to greet him. If Xie Xian continued to act like this, he would become a clown.

Others also stood up, including Xie Xian, who was sitting with his legs crossed and a cigar in his mouth pretending to be cool.

"Brother Yao, Brother Yao, Brother Yao."

Wang Yaotang nodded and quickly scanned the crowd. Apart from Wang Jing, he only knew "Xiu Gu" Huang Xingxiu and his godson's biological father Xie Xian.

He waved to Xie Xian.

Xie Xian swallowed his saliva, instinctively feeling that he was in trouble. Was this little god of wealth not so good at hearing? Could he have heard all those words?
I didn't want to go over there, but I had no choice. I threw the cigar into the ashtray and walked over in small steps, "Brother Yao."

"Why did you throw away the cigar?" Wang Yaotang leaned over and picked it up. "Come on, open your mouth."

In a word, everyone felt that something was wrong, but no one dared to speak.

"Brother Yao, Prince Rong is my brother, please give him some face." Xie Xian licked his lips.

"I'm not giving Crown Prince Rong face. I've already hung you on the roof." Wang Yaotang reached out and patted Xie Xian's cheek. "Be good, don't make me say it again."

Xie Xian felt like his whole brain was on fire and his face was burning. He felt a hundred times more embarrassed now than he had just been pretending to be.

Seeing Wang Yaotang's eyes gradually getting colder, he suddenly remembered what he had heard while drinking with Shan'er's people before, about the Seven Killing Star Ajie killing 26 people with a gun, and his mouth opened uncontrollably.

Huang Xingxiu, Wang Yu, and Huang Jinshen all looked at Wang Jing. They were all actors and were from the same crew. They all felt a sense of grief for the fact that a big star like Xie Xian was being treated like this.

As for what Xie Xian said before... everyone chose to ignore it.

"Brother Yao." Wang Jing shouted.

Wang Yaotang looked at Wang Jing, then at Xie Xian, "Oh, the leading actor?"

Wang Jing nodded quickly.

"You're lucky." Wang Yaotang turned the cigar over and said, "Hold it in your mouth." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Wang Yaotang was about to stick the burning cigarette butt into Xie Xian's mouth.

Xie Xian held it in his mouth, his face burning, but he still had to force a smile.

Wang Yaotang looked around and was not very satisfied. He bent down, put the four bottles of red wine in the ice bucket on the table, picked up the wine and poured it directly on Xie Xian's head.

The ice fell to the ground with a clang, and some of it fell into his clothes through his collar. Xie Xian shivered violently because of the cold.

Wang Yaotang knocked on the pewter bucket and said, "If you understand, then wear it. If the bucket falls off, I will take off your head too. Then Deborah will remarry and her new husband will spend your money and live in your house."

Xie Xian's body was stiff, not daring to move.

Shaking his head, Wang Yaotang walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down. "When you go out, you must first control your mouth, otherwise you will die without knowing how."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yao is right." Wang Jing winked at Chen Sijia and Bei Ruhua, and the two of them walked to Wang Yaotang and sat down on his left and right.

Wang Yaotang put his hands on their waists and said, "I told you to work with me a while ago, but Hei Zai Hua and Da Yan got into trouble and delayed us for a long time. Now you are the director in a blink of an eye."

"Haha, it's all thanks to Brother Yao. That commercial was very popular. Aunt Six agreed to let me be the director after seeing the ratings of the commercial." Wang Jing opened the wine and poured Wang Yaotang a glass.

Wang Yaotang laughed, "What's your name?"

"'A Thousand Kings vs. A Thousand Tyrants'."

"Oh!" A hint of realization flashed in Wang Yaotang's eyes. Those who know Wang Jing will remember that his first movie was a big hit at the box office. It was precisely because of this that he made many gambling films afterwards.

“What period is the setting?”

"There is no specific period, probably the Republic of China." Wang Jing said with a smile.

Wang Yaotang looked at the two beauties on his left and right, and an idea came to his mind. Since it was still unknown when the porn film would be shot and released, it would be better to insert some sexy lingerie advertisements on these big screens.

As far as he knows, some things, including red wine and tuna, are promoted through inserts in movies and television.

In most Hong Kong movies, the drinking scenes are of red wine, and money is paid according to the shots.

Wang Yaotang gestured and Wang Jing immediately opened the door of the box.

"A Tang, bring all the sexy lingerie here." He turned his head and looked at Wang Jing, "You can take a look at them later."

"I know bro."

Not long after, two people came in pushing clothing racks, and one of them was holding a box at the back. Wang Jing went over and looked at the clothes one by one.

Looking at them one by one, Xiu Gu, Chen Sijia, Bei Ruhua and others had blushes on their faces. Wang Yu, Chen Kuan Tai and Huang Jinshen exchanged glances with smiles on their faces that all men understand.

Xiu Gu lowered her head, while Chen Sijia and Bei Ruhua took the opportunity to bury their heads in Wang Yaotang's arms, and the men chuckled.

Wang Yaotang lowered his head and kissed the two women respectively, then asked with a smile: "How much are you paid for this movie?"

"3.5. I just took out 1 yuan. Otherwise, I won't have enough money to pay the bill tonight." Wang Jing laughed and cried poorly.

“Are you that poor, you loser? Cry and let me see you. All your spending tonight will be on me.” Wang Yaotang scolded with a smile.

As soon as Wang Jing lowered his head, the scene in 76 when he found out that his mother owed a huge gambling debt immediately emerged in his mind. His heart was choked, and when he looked up again, tears started pouring down his face.

“Fuck!” Wang Yaotang gave a thumbs up, “You’re strong.”

"Brother Yao, I can cry too." Bei Ruhua shook Wang Yaotang's arm and acted coquettishly.

"It's no use crying now. Wait until tonight and I'll let you cry your heart out." Wang Yaotang joked.

"I hate it."

"For this kind of clothes, for a three-second shot, I'll give you 10000. For a five-second shot, the price will double." Wang Yaotang moved his hands back and forth on the waists of the two women and said with a smile, "If the box office of this movie exceeds 200 million, I'll double it. If it exceeds 500 million, I'll double it again."

Wang Jing stood up suddenly, tears still on his face, "200 million, 3 for a 2-second shot, 500 million, 3 for a 4-second shot, 5 for a 8-second shot?"

"But you should think carefully and not let these scenes affect the quality of the film. After all, the higher the box office, the more talent you will get."

Wang Jing did a quick calculation in his mind and found that a 3-second shot with a box office of 500 million would be... 16!
I choose!

This is fucking more than the director’s fee!

(End of this chapter)