Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 607 Boss Du
"Hello! Cheng Cheng, did you hear me?"

Wang Yueqi stood in front of Feng Chengcheng dissatisfied, and complained: "You have been absent-minded since the church, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, maybe I didn't rest last night."

Feng Chengcheng explained without confidence.

"Tch! You can't fool me!"

Wang Yueqi leaned in front of her, waggled her fingers, and asked with a smile, "You! Everything is written on your face. Tell me, are you thinking about Mr. Fei?"

"No nonsense."

Feng Chengcheng hastily explained: "Mr. Fei and I are just ordinary friends."

"Eh? I didn't ask you again, what are you rushing to explain?"

Wang Yueqi teased her with a smirk. Seeing her embarrassment, she smiled and said, "Okay! In front of me, what are you embarrassed about? If you like it, go after it! What are you afraid of?"

"I……"

Feng Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but fell into confusion.

do i really like himmay be?

Wang Yueqi noticed her abnormality, and asked in surprise: "I won't be right? Do you really like him?"

"I do not know either."

Feng Chengcheng shook his head and said, "I'm just curious, you know? He went to my house two days ago, asked my father to help rent a piece of land, and said he wanted to make a movie."

"He still knows how to make movies?"

Wang Yueqi exclaimed: "How many things does he know? Could it be a bluff?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Chengcheng's mouth: "No, since he said something, he won't break his promise."

"Wow! Listening to you, you seem to know him very well!"

Wang Yueqi covered her mouth and teased her.

Feng Chengcheng looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and said in a daze, "I don't know him at all. I don't even know anything about him better than my father. He never seems to take the initiative to talk about himself."

"That's why he doesn't want to say it!"

Wang Yueqi said indifferently: "Didn't you say that he already has a sweetheart? Have you heard him talk about it?"

Feng Chengcheng's expression suddenly became a little sad: "No, he really only treats me as an ordinary friend."

"Isn't it good to be ordinary friends?"

Wang Yueqi put her hands behind her back and kicked the snowflakes under her feet: "You can't tear people apart, can you? That's not good!"

"Of course I won't."

Feng Chengcheng shook his head quickly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I just can't help but want to get to know him, he is the most confident person I have ever met, and he is also the most mysterious person, every time I see him, I feel like the first time It’s like meeting him for the first time. Chatting with him is also very interesting, he always says some strange but reasonable things, in front of him, I feel like a student.”

"You are a student!"

Wang Yueqi comforted her and said, "Even if we are friends, we can always chat with him? You don't have to be in a relationship! You can treat him like a big brother, isn't it good?"

Feng Chengcheng was taken aback, then murmured: "Yes! I can treat him as my brother! I always wanted to have a brother."

As she spoke, she became a little excited, and suddenly giggled and clapped her hands.

"Yueqi! Thank you!"

She took Wang Yueqi's hand and shook it, then turned and ran.

"Hi! You're not going to Mass?"

Wang Yueqi yelled at her.

"Father will forgive me!"

Feng Chengcheng replied without looking back, and quickly disappeared into the alley.

On the other side, in the lounge on the second floor of 181 Casino, Gu Jiatang was sitting on a leather sofa seat, looking respectfully at a thin middle-aged man at the main seat.

The man was cold-eyed, wearing a bamboo gown, cloth-soled shoes in his hand, holding a teacup, blowing off the froth, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Making a movie? Interesting."

On the other side, a thick-haired fat man yelled in a rough voice: "This is using us as a charity? Take our money and go out and spend it, and he is not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"

The man's face was as usual, and he said lightly, "Slap your mouth."

The fat man didn't hesitate for a moment, he opened his bow left and right, and gave himself two big mouths.

He was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and there was nothing wrong with him. After the beating, he asked, "Brother, what did I say wrong?"

The man glanced at Gu Jiatang, Gu Jiatang understood, and patiently explained: "Brother Qiu, the casino is the most polite, and we are willing to gamble and admit defeat. We have no ability to find evidence that someone else paid a thousand dollars. The money was won by someone with their own ability. We don't care how we spend our own money."

The fat man slapped his thigh and glared at Lao Yang, who was smoking a cigarette at the door: "That's why Yang Qian lost his hand!"

Lao Yang's face turned pale, he stood up, heaved a long sigh, cupped his hands and said, "Master Du..."

The man didn't wait for him to continue, and said calmly again: "Slap your mouth."

Clap clap clap!

The fat man flicked his bow left and right again, giving himself four big mouths, and asked dissatisfied: "Brother, what did I say wrong?"

Gu Jiatang smiled wryly and was about to explain, but the man spoke up.

He glanced at the fat man, and said lightly: "You can earn money when you run out of money, don't let your brothers feel cold."

After that, he looked at Lao Yang, smiled and said, "Old Yang, Fatty Qiu can't talk, so don't take it to heart."

Lao Yang smiled wryly and shook his head: "Master Du, it's because I didn't live up to my expectations, and my skills were not as good as others. I'm old! Master Du, please hire someone else! I lost my hand and smashed the signboard. I can't just hang on and leave. I lost Master Du. yours."

Boss Du put down his teacup slowly and stood up.

When he got up together, everyone in the room stood up in unison, and no one dared to sit down.

Stepping up to Lao Yang, Boss Du took his hand with concern and asked, "Is your wind and cold better?"

"After taking a few doses of medicine, I'm much better."

Nodding his head, Boss Du told Gu Jiatang, "Go to the cashier to pay 1000 yuan, buy some supplements for Lao Yang, make up for his health, and credit it to my account."

"Master Du! I can't bear it!" Lao Yang was flattered.

"Affordable."

Boss Du patted his hand and said with a smile: "Don't listen to Fatty Qiu's nonsense, you are the magic needle of our casino, so you dare not say go! Without you in charge, how can I rest assured?"

"Master Du... I'm ashamed..."

Lao Yang sighed in shame and squeezed out two tears.

"Don't be afraid of losing face, just earn it back, I believe you."

Boss Du patted him on the shoulder before letting go.

"Thank you Lord Du for your appreciation!"

Lao Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely find a chance to earn this face back!"

……

After Lao Yang went out, Boss Du returned to the sofa, took a sip from his teacup, and asked, "Where does he make movies?"

Gu Jiatang replied respectfully: "In Zhabei, we rented a warehouse under our name."

"Oh."

Boss Du nodded, and then asked, "What movie did you make?"

"I don't know, but I heard from the brother over there that he got all the people from the Jingwu Sports Club over there and ran around in the warehouse all day. I don't know what he did."

"Jing Wu Association?"

Boss Du was thoughtful, and then smiled a little: "It's interesting, I'm free some other day, go and have a look."

(End of this chapter)