I'm a manager at Heliansheng, I only look for legitimate businesses

"Yao Tousen, say it again! You can pass the gear, but you can't avoid three cuts and six holes. This is the rule."

Daboyi, who had a hot temper, pulled out a bull-horn knife and was about to enforce the family rules.

Yao Tousen's face suddenly turned ashen, but his straight neck did not yield.

"Ayi, that's enough. Everyone has their own aspirations. Forget it." Zhang Wen stopped him directly.

Then he added, "Yao Tousen, you are no longer a member of Tsuen Wan. I will tell Chuan Bao about this right away."

"Thank you, boss!" Yao Tousen bowed and walked towards the stairs. But before going downstairs, he turned around to look at his former brothers, then he sighed secretly and disappeared.

"Boss! You shouldn't stop me." Ayi complained.

"Okay, from now on we will all wear suits and ties, act like decent people, and control our tempers," Zhang Wen advised.

"Got it!" Ayi agreed not very happily. It was not that he did not accept Zhang Wen, but he could not stand these people who could not see the situation clearly. What was wrong with doing the right thing? Why did they have to go and be fans?

"Okay, if anyone else wants to transfer, tell me now. If you mention it again after tonight, I won't be polite." There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhang Wen's words.

Zhang Wen knew that his brothers, who had always followed him as children, would never mention switching jobs.

But it is hard to say about the team left behind by the Twin Eagles.

"Boss, you know me. I'm from a financial company. The more money the better. I won't leave." Gui Licai said.

"Boss, you know me. The valet parking business is the most prosperous on Zhong'an Street, but I will not leave." Parking Xiong said.

"Boss, you know..."

Just as the others were about to express their opinions, Zhang Wen raised his glass and said, "Alright, alright, we are brothers from now on. I can't say that everyone will be rich and famous, but as long as my brother Wen has something to eat, I will not let the brothers go hungry. Cheers!"

"Fuck! The boss is so cool!"

"2 Yuan, 2 Yuan, all for 2 Yuan!"

"2 Yuan, 2 Yuan, all for 2 Yuan!"

Within a few days, the whole Tsuen Wan was harassed by a kind of noise.

It was a megaphone hung on the door of the former mahjong parlor, repeating "2 yuan, 2 yuan" over and over again.

The cheap prices naturally also attract the aunties, grandmas and young wives passing by.

Business was extremely hot.

The younger brothers who were originally not optimistic about the business were so busy that they started counting their money over and over again every night after get off work, and then they started comparing with each other to see who sold the most.

The popularity of the event was beyond Zhang Wen’s imagination. At the same time, he also lamented that the living standards of Hong Kong people are really high.

The excited Siyanqing came over from time to time to report the situation, and Zhang Wen, who was organizing the script on the computer, was interrupted by him several times.

"Okay, if you break my legs again, I will break your legs. Come back to me when you run out of goods." Zhang Wen said viciously.

"Got it, boss!"

"Get out!"

Chapter 8 I'm Wrong, I'm Not Wang Jin

Organizing scripts, rather than writing scripts, brings us to Zhang Wen’s personal space.

In his space, there are not only mountains of containers, but also container terminals. There are also several huge ships at the terminal, which are full of containers.

There are indeed a lot of digital products in the container, but they are all new and have no content inside.

Fortunately, in the hoisting operating table and in the staff dormitory of the giant ship.

But there are a large number of various office equipment and used digital products.

What makes Zhang Wen even more excited is that those digital products contain a large number of various videos. There is no other way, life at sea is very boring.

In addition, there are several containers that have been piled up for who knows how long, with all kinds of VCD and DVD players and discs.

DVD, there are more than 10 movies on one disc.

It basically covers all the movies from another parallel world.

So it was more of an arrangement than a writing of the script. Zhang Wen wrote down the lines and scenes as he watched the film.

For some classic scenes, he took screenshots, blurred them, and then printed them out.

He has been doing this job for a long time, and has recorded nearly a hundred films. Now he is just waiting to find actors and form a team to start filming.

On summer nights, Temple Street is bustling with people, but in the surrounding alleys there are numerous pink signs.

This is the famous Fenglou concentration area in Hong Kong.

A young fat man of medium build had just walked out of a Fenglou when he was caught by two burly men on the left and right.

"What's the matter, boss?" The young fat man asked hurriedly, panicking.

"Wang Jin?" Daboyi walked up and asked in a well-fitting suit.

"I'm not, that shovel is still upstairs." The fat man quickly shook his head to deny it.

"No?" Daboyi looked at his younger brother behind him with some confusion.

"Boss, don't listen to him, he is Wang Jin." The younger brother hurriedly stepped forward and replied.

"Okay, since you're still not behaving yourself, take him away." Daboyi was so angry that he laughed, but he didn't do anything because Zhang Wen had told him to be polite before he came.

"Boss, what's the matter? I don't have any money on me. I just spent it all." Wang Jin wailed.

"Shut up. If you don't behave yourself, we won't be polite." The burly men on both sides shook their fists as big as casserole pots and scolded.

Wang Jin was stuffed into the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz.

Da Boyi sat next to him and kept looking at him with a smile. Is this the gold mine that the boss was talking about?

Wang Jin felt uneasy when he was looked at, and his anus felt a little itchy.

Half an hour later, Wang Jin looked at the Wen Kee Restaurant outside and realized he had arrived in Tsuen Wan. He tried hard to recall and it seemed that he had not offended anyone in the New Territories.

It didn't look like the other party was kidnapping, but I didn't understand what they were going to do. For a moment, I felt very nervous.

"Crackling~~~"

I went up to the fourth floor and was taken into an office. Behind a newfangled TV, a handsome young man was typing something.

"Boss, the person has been brought back." Da Boyi said loudly.

"Okay, sit down. Wait for me. I'll be there soon." Zhang Wen continued typing on the keyboard without even raising his head. The movie "Fight Back to School" was playing on the screen. The progress bar had reached the end and it would be finished soon.

"Sit down, what would you like to drink?" Dabaoyi was more polite in front of Zhang Wen.

"No...no thanks." Wang Jin replied politely.

"Here, drink it." Daboyi didn't indulge him and directly handed him a bottle of soda, which was iced.

"There is a script on the table. You can take a look at it. Give me 10 minutes." Zhang Wen continued while looking at the screen.

Dabaoyi pointed to the long table at the door, then walked out and closed the door.

The room was well air-conditioned. Wang Jin, holding a soda in his hand, tiptoed to the long table.

[The Legend of the Condor Heroes][The Adventurers][Police Story][The Legend of the Condor Heroes][Project A][Happy Ghost][A Better Tomorrow][Flag Soldiers][God of Gamblers][God of Gamblers 2]

...

Wow, there’s a whole long table with at least dozens of films on it. You can tell from the names that they’re all movie titles.

Wang Jin picked up a book and started reading.

As a result, the sight was so amazing that the person just froze there.

The only sounds in the room were Zhang Wen typing on the keyboard and Wang Jin flipping papers.

It was not until half an hour later that Wang Jin put down the script in his hand with reluctance, and then he found that his legs were numb from standing.

With a stagger, he moved to the sofa and sat down.

"How is it, have you finished reading it?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile, a cigarette in his mouth.

"I've finished watching it, it's amazing. If this movie is made, it will definitely be a big hit." Wang Jin praised.

"Haha, my name is Zhang Wen. I'm planning to set up a film company. Are you interested in joining?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.

"Huh~~~ Boss, what am I supposed to do?

I am just a screenwriter. You have all these scripts, so why do you need me?" Wang Jin asked curiously after he heaving a sigh of relief.

Chapter 9: People in Jianghu call him Xiaozaiwen (Please collect and give flowers!!!)

“Who said you’re just a screenwriter? You can also be a director. I heard that you just terminated your contract with TVB and are going to Shaw Brothers, right?

Come to me, choose a low-budget film first to accumulate experience, and you can recommend someone to me if you need one.” Zhang Wen said.

"Really?" Wang Jin asked in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

Zhang Wen picked up a set of documents and handed them to him.

"After you sign, you will be a shareholder of Brothers Film and Television Company. You will have 10% of the shares. How about that?"

"So good?" Wang Jin picked up the document and took a look. It was just as Zhang Wen said.

Looking at the table full of scripts, although he had not read the others, based on the one he had just read, he thought the others should not be bad.

"Okay, I'll sign!" Wang Jin finally made up his mind. He was really planning to go to Shao's before, but he decided to be a screenwriter first.

But the conditions here are just directing, and there is a ready-made script that is sure to be a big hit. You’d be a fool not to sign.

"Bingo! That's a smart move. You can pick any script on the table. I'll give you a budget of 300 million for the first one." Zhang Wen was overjoyed.

After Wang Jin signed his name, he was filled with energy.

"Brother Wen, who are you?" But he immediately realized that he only knew the name Zhang Wen and knew nothing about his other identities.

"Hahaha, you just remembered it now. Well, I won't hide it from you. I'm the boss of He Liansheng Tsuen Wan, and my nickname is Xizaiwen." Zhang Wen said after laughing.

"Oh my god~~~~" Wang Jin's whole body went limp, and he was a little frightened.

Although he was not a gangster, he had heard a little about the major events that had rocked Hong Kong some time ago.

The street fight between Liansheng and the Number Gang was widely reported.

"What's wrong? Do you regret it?" Zhang Wen asked with a smile.

"Uh~~~~, can this document be invalidated?" Wang Jin asked in a low voice.

"You wish. Well, don't worry. The affairs of the underworld will not involve you. I am doing the right thing.

This is the down payment of 20 yuan. Hurry up and build a team. Make introductions to other directors. There are so many dramas waiting to be filmed." Zhang Wen took the thick stack of money and handed it to Wang Jin.

"Huh~~, great! Can I have the script just now? I happen to know a director who is unemployed at home." Wang Jin knew that he was on a pirate ship. It was too late to think about it now. He just gave it a go. As long as he could make money, he didn't care about anything else.

"Okay, I'll get the company's office location settled in the next two days, and also the dormitory building. As long as they are contracted artists under the company, they can be provided with free food and accommodation." Zhang Wen promised.

"Great, then we can recruit a lot of people." Wang Jin's eyes lit up. This was a very good condition.

"Well, just focus on your work. I have confidence in you." Zhang Wen patted his shoulder and said.

"Understood, boss!" Zhang Wen was stunned by Wang Jin's call.

"Haha, you can't shout nonsense. You are not helping others, you are my partner." Zhang Wen explained with a smile.

"Ah? Then I'll just call you Brother Wen."

Zhang Wen did what he said and soon bought a 10-storey building in Tsuen Wan Centre, with 10 units on each floor and each unit less than 40 square metres.

The total price of 1500 million directly reduced Zhang Wen’s wealth by half.

Then he took the property certificate of the first building to the bank, borrowed 1000 million yuan, and bought another building next door.

Since the Home Ownership Scheme was launched in Hong Kong in 73, many such pigeon houses have been built in Tsuen Wan, which has indeed solved the housing problem of nearly 200 million people.

Unfortunately, each person’s living area is no less than 20 square meters, which is considered very small.

Zhang Wen's purpose of buying a house is very simple, one is for personal use, the other is to maintain its value. From 80, the price has been rising until 97. Except for a turbulence in 84, the housing prices in Hong Kong have been rising all the time, and they have doubled.

If you have money, you’d be a fool not to buy it.

Moreover, the 2 yuan store business is booming right now, with hundreds of thousands of dollars in revenue every day, so there is no need to worry about cash flow.

One building is for self-use. The first floor was converted into an office for Brother Film and Television Company, and the upper floors are dormitories for the company's artists. Each household is 40 square meters, just enough for one person.

The other building can be rented out temporarily, and it would be a great place to live.

"Brother Wen, this is Wenjun, my good friend who is also a screenwriter. He is also interested in directing." A few days later, Wang Jin brought his good friend over.