1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 59 You Deserve to Be Cuckolded

Some people are born in Rome, but some people will probably never get there in their lifetime.

——Lu Xun.

One day, Zhai Yuan met two wealthy women, both of whom were industrialists in the upstream supply chain, and he felt deeply inadequate.

Fortunately, he is seventeen years old this year.

After returning to the Sau Mau Ping Housing Estate, he briefly introduced his team to Pang Ka Yin.

The two main protectors were Carlos Chan and Leung Chi-chiu, and no one else was present.

Shen Wei returned to the walled city to pack up his things and prepare to move into the housing estate.

Deng Leling went to a Cantonese opera troupe to take acting classes, and she was quite interested in making a movie.

"Let me introduce you to Ms. Pang Ka-yan, a top student at Hong Kong University. I've invited the renowned director to direct this film."

Carlos Chan and Leung Chi-chiu were packing Jennifer's movie videotapes in a cardboard box, which were orders to be delivered to various stores tomorrow.

Hearing Zhai Yuan's voice, Chen Jiale looked up at Peng Jiayan and nodded.

Liang Zhichao seemed a bit excited: "Hong Kong University? I wanted to go there when I took the HKCEE exam a while ago, but unfortunately my score was a little short and I missed your school."

The fact that Brother Chao could actually say the four words "missed the opportunity" was even more unbelievable to Zhai Yuan than his bragging.

"Our school's admission score is indeed a bit high. What was your score?"

Pang Ka Yin is not like her predecessor, Tang Lok Ling, who would enter a housing estate as if to understand the people's sentiments. Instead, she appears to be very easy-going.

"Everyone is a D."

Liang Zhichao sighed happily, "But actually, I told Brother Yuan that there must be something wrong with these grades. I filled all the papers, so how could they all be Ds? So I suspect that either the examination board got the wrong papers, or someone else took my place in university."

Pang Ka Yin widened her eyes, not expecting the school in Sau Mau Ping to be so dark.

A child from a poor family has his qualification to go to school replaced by someone else. Isn’t this the plot in “The Story of Stealing an Official”?

Enough to make a movie!
She couldn't help but worry about Liang Zhichao: "Then you should call the Education Department to explain the situation. It's not long since the exam ended, so it should still be in time!"

Liang Zhichao smiled bitterly: "Forget it. How can we, the housing estate guys, compete with those wealthy and powerful people? This is fate."

Oh my god! Brother Chao came up with another idiom!

Seeing that Peng Jiayan was extremely anxious and was about to make a phone call to ask for help.

Zhai Yuan finally stopped her.

"Miss Peng, there's no need to bother. Ah Chao is right. This is the fate of us housing estate children."

His tone was filled with regret, then turned earnest: "It is precisely because we see this clearly that we hope to change the trajectory of our lives through filmmaking. So, please, I'll leave the rest of the camerawork to you!"

Peng Jiayan stared at the two of them with a complicated expression and slightly red eyes.

She sniffed and said seriously, "Zhai Yuan, don't worry! I will do my best to help you. If there are any problems, I can also invite Wu Yusen and others over."

There is no need for that. It is not too late to fool a director of Lao Wu's level when he makes a big-screen movie in the future.

"Thank you, Miss Peng."

Zhai Yuan was sincere and immediately pulled out a stack of manuscript paper from his desk pocket and handed it to Peng Jiayan: "This is the script for this movie. Take it back and take a look. We can discuss the details when we meet tomorrow."

Pang Ka Yin solemnly took the script, as if taking over the boy's fate.

She lowered her head and flipped through it briefly before praising him: "Zhai Yuan, your handwriting is quite beautiful."

Zhai Yuan smiled shyly.

Just kidding. I dictated a 12,000-word script to Shen Wei and asked him to write it down, but the scrapped version ended up being 30,000 to 40,000 words. You have no idea how harshly Shen Wei scolded me.

However, although Zhai Yuan was lazy, there was another reason.

That's because Hong Kong uses traditional Chinese characters. He can understand what he sees, but he has to look up the dictionary for written words.

Besides, Hong Kong dictionaries do not have pinyin, so word lists are needed, which means he has to keep a book called "How to Look Up a Dictionary" next to the dictionary.

So let Shen Wei do it, since he is the only educated person in the team.

"See you tomorrow."

Pang Chia-yen left with the script.

On her way here, she called to book a place to stay: the Regent Hotel in Hong Kong, the top-of-the-line version of the Regent Hotel.

The price per night is more than 100 yuan, and if you book for seven consecutive days, it is equivalent to half a month's income for a poor person.

After sending Peng Jiayan out of the corridor, he watched her get into a taxi. When she got in, he still comforted Zhai Yuan and told him not to worry, saying that he would study the script carefully tonight.

Zhai Yuan watched the taxi go away and sighed.

What a good girl, but she became lame because of her wandering.

"Brother Chao, we cooperated well just now."

On the way back, Zhai Yuan said to Liang Zhichao who went downstairs with him.

Liang Zhichao was puzzled: "Brother Yuan, what do you mean?"

Zhai Yuan blinked: "You pretended that someone else had taken your place in school, and I pretended again, so that the little white rabbits in the university wouldn't be sympathetic?"

Liang Zhichao said seriously, "Brother Yuan, I'm not pretending. I've told you many times that there's definitely something wrong with my grade. How can you not give me a grade if you fill out the test paper completely?"

Zhai Yuan: 6
……

The next morning.

Zhai Yuan told Deng Leling to stop running around because she had to meet the director today.

So Deng Leling sat on a small bench in the public housing estate like a newcomer waiting for a job interview, looking around and fidgeting as if she had thorns on her body.

"Hey! Is that director a man or a woman?"

He used to call me Mr. Zhai when we first met, but now after signing the contract he is even more rude.

Zhai Yuan was very dissatisfied: "First of all, my name is not Hey. You can either call me by my first name, Zhai Yuan, and add the word 'brother' if you like, or just call me Boss."

A seventeen-year-old kid still wants me to call him brother?

Deng Leling curled her lips and said, "Boss, who is the director?"

"man."

Zhai Yuan felt unhappy when he saw her reluctant look.

He deliberately frightened Deng Leling and said, "This director wants to check the actress's measurements before filming. You should take off all your clothes when the time comes."

Deng Leling's whole body immediately tensed up, with a look of alertness and panic in her eyes.

She was in her thirties, with a baby face, and she looked surprisingly pitiful: "I don't think I'm ready yet. Can you give me a little more time?"

Zhai Yuan was speechless for a while.

You said it as if I was going to do something to you.

"Okay, no more jokes. This time we're looking for a female director."

Zhai Yuan sighed and added, "I know you can't accept male directors, so I paid a high price to hire a female director. If you give me some scheming, it will be worthy of me."

Deng Leling's nervousness faded slightly upon hearing this, but she then asked curiously, "Why did the female director increase the price?"

Zhai Yuan rambled seriously, "Carrying such a large camera here and there is much more tiring for women than for men, so of course they charge more!"

Deng Leling said "oh" thoughtfully, glanced at Zhai Yuan, lowered her head and stopped talking.

After a moment, she raised her head again and said to Zhai Yuan softly with a hint of gratitude: "Thank you very much."

Zhai Yuan waved his hand magnanimously.

His eyes swept over Deng Leling's voluptuous figure and he said, "It's not a big deal. I'm just worried that if we switch to a male director, you won't be able to relax in front of the camera, which will affect my performance as the male lead."

When Deng Leling heard this, her brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again.

I'm already in my thirties. Do I really have to have sex with a teenage boy in front of the camera?

Although she had agreed not to take off her clothes, the intimate scenes in the script still made her feel embarrassed when she thought about them.

Flop Shi Binghui!
Deng Leling vented her anger on her husband who was still under investigation.

You can't even take bribes, and you've gotten me into this mess. You deserve to be cuckolded this time!

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