Hong Kong film: Cut off Ba Bi at the beginning to help Liang Kun calm down

"Back to Portland Street."

After getting in the car, Zhou Wenjun spoke.

At the same time, a silver Rolls-Royce sedan got on.

"Mr. Jiang, I really want to know why you wanted to apologize to Zhou Wenjun in person just now."

Chen Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, endured for a few minutes, but finally couldn't help it and asked.

"Praise to kill!"

Jiang Tiansheng said calmly.

Hearing Jiang Tiansheng's words, Chen Yao's eyes lit up: "Shuanglongtou apologized. Zhou Wenjun's reputation must have spread throughout Hong Kong Island. He is weak, so those who want to stand out will naturally target him."

"Mr. Jiang, Zhou Wenjun used the power of O Ji to suppress Dongxing, and you used these people's knives to kill Zhou Wenjun. That's brilliant!"

Chen Yao's tone was full of admiration.

"Not only that, Fatty Deng from Liansheng is greedy for power and is most afraid of the younger generation standing out. I am also reminding him that he has to keep a close eye on his precious child Zhou Wenjun."

Feilu Novel 53<9079126] Jiang Tiansheng smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

When you're out there in the world, face is important, but it also depends on what you can get in return. As long as the reward is enough, it doesn't matter if you lose some face.

This is what the businessman Jiang Tiansheng thinks.

At eight o'clock that evening, the Mercedes-Benz car Zhou Wenjun was riding in stopped at the door of the detached house.

"Brother Jun, Fatty Hong is here to see you. He's waiting for you in the living room."

As soon as Zhou Wenjun got off the car, the plane came up and spoke.

"Fatty Hong?"

Zhou Wenjun was slightly stunned when he heard the name.

"That's the martial arts star Fatty Hong, who is said to be one of the martial arts industry's backers."

The plane explained.

Zhou Wenjun nodded slightly, then walked into the detached house.

At this moment, Fatty Hong was sitting on the sofa with a slightly unnatural look on his face. After receiving the call from Jiu Ming Chong in the afternoon, he didn't take it to heart.

Although Zhou Wenjun has been in great glory recently, firstly, the Nine-Life Bug "apologized" according to Zhou Wenjun's instructions, and secondly, Fatty Hong knew very well that although Zhou Wenjun was in great glory, his strength was just average. If Zhou Wenjun really didn't let go, he would not be afraid. At worst, he would just fight.

But just now, after he heard that Jiang Tiansheng also apologized to Zhou Wenjun on the spot, his thoughts suddenly changed. It was not that he was afraid of Zhou Wenjun, but that he felt there was no need to offend Zhou Wenjun.

An apology banquet was held, and the two leaders of Hongxing and Dongxing apologized. Fatty Hong only wanted to make friends with such talents and did not want to offend them, so he immediately rushed to Portland Street, waiting to meet Zhou Wenjun.

"Mr. Hong?"

After Zhou Wenjun went up to the living room on the second floor, he saw a man sitting on the sofa. He had a simple and honest face and a plump body.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

After hearing what Zhou Wenjun said, Fatty Hong immediately stood up, walked towards Zhou Wenjun, and shouted with a smile.

"Mr. Hong, why did you come to see me so late at night? What's the matter?"

After Zhou Wenjun shook hands with Fatty Hong, he invited Fatty Hong to sit on the sofa.

"Mr. Zhou, I heard that someone from the martial arts industry offended Mr. Zhou this afternoon. As a director of the martial arts industry, I came here specially to apologize to Mr. Zhou."

Fatty Hong started by apologizing.

"Mr. Hong, I don't take this matter to heart at all."

Zhou Wenjun said with a smile.

"To have someone kneel at the door of your company for 24 hours is really 'not taking it to heart'!"

Fatty Hong complained in his heart and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, you have a broad mind. I admire you."

Then, Fatty Hong continued, "Mr. Zhou, I, Fatty Hong, promise you that from now on, as long as Mr. Zhou takes a fancy to someone, no matter which Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Master it is, even if it's me, the Martial Arts Club will definitely cooperate."

"Hahaha, Mr. Hong is too polite. To be honest, the martial arts were indeed a bit overbearing. I was a little angry at the time, but we are all martial artists, and we don't know each other without fighting. I, Zhou Wenjun, will make Mr. Hong my friend."

Zhou Wenjun laughed.

Fatty Hong is so humble, Zhou Wenjun certainly won't hit someone who smiles at him. Moreover, if Zhou Wenjun has the cooperation of martial arts actors in his future movies, it will indeed be much more effective.

After hearing what Zhou Wenjun said, Fatty Hong finally felt relieved. He was not afraid of the other party saying that he was not good at this or that, but he was afraid of the other party always saying hello to him.

If you say "no", it means the other party doesn't really take it to heart. If you keep saying "yes", then you will really offend the other party.

Thinking of this, Fatty Hong sighed, "Mr. Zhou, to be honest, the martial arts troupe was originally formed by us martial artists to avoid being bullied. However, over the years, as the martial arts troupe has grown, some bad guys may have sneaked in. A-Long and I are busy filming and neglected to manage it, which made Mr. Zhou laugh at us."

"Mr. Hong, it's inevitable that a big tree will have dead branches. I've said it, and once the matter is cleared up and the misunderstanding is resolved, we are all friends now."

Zhou Wenjun said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhou, it's really nice to chat with you. Let's go out for tea often when you have time. I'll introduce you to Aaron and the others then."

Fatty Hong also replied with a smile.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Zhou Wenjun smiled.

"I won't bother you anymore, Mr. Zhou. Anyway, as long as you like me, you can choose any martial artist you want."

After saying this, Fatty Hong said goodbye and left.

"interesting."

Looking at Fatty Hong's leaving back, Zhou Wenjun said lightly.

Then, he said to Gao Jin, who was standing not far away, "Ah Jin, call Qiankun Film Company and let those martial artists kneeling at the door go."

"Their eldest brother came to our house to pay apology and redeem the person. It would be impolite for us to still hold him captive and not let him go."

Zhou Wenjun had a smile on his face.

The next day, Old Shanghai Teahouse.

In the same box, Deng Wei was also sitting in the main seat, still fiddling with his tea.

This time, the first batch of skewers and fish head tags arrived again.

Then, Lin Huaile and Xiao Guiqiang also came here.

Afterwards, Big D, Oura Hei, Huoniu, Gao Lao and others walked into the box.

"Fuck his mother, has Long Gen gone crazy playing with girls? He's always late for meetings, and no one knew he died on a woman that day."

Seeing that Long Gen had not arrived yet, Chuan Bao said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Uncle Chuanbao, his disciples are from the big guys in Portland Street, and they have plenty of girls. Unlike your disciples, they can only help you catch a few fish in the sea and make fish balls for you."

Big D said with disdain.

"Big D, what do you mean?"

Chuanbao suddenly became angry.

"What do you mean? Literally!"

Big D raised his head and said calmly.

"..."

Seeing Big D's look, although Chuanbao was extremely angry, he still forced himself to suppress his anger. Not only was he inferior to the other party, but the Tsuen Wan branch was also a big customer of Lei Yue Mun, so he dared not offend him!

"Long Gen has indeed been a bit too much recently. He always asks us to wait for him, as if he is the boss of the club."

(Liao Liao Zhao) At this time, the little ghost also spoke.

"Uncle Qiang, maybe Uncle Long Gen is busy. It's not time yet. Let's wait."

Lin Huaile, the "good man", also stood up to be a good person.

At this moment, Long Gen walked into the box, and Zhou Wenjun followed Long Gen and walked into the box together.

"Hey, Long Gen, you came late and made everyone wait for you. I thought you were busy, but why did you bring your students here? I remember the rules between us and Liansheng. Only uncles and the people in charge of District Nine can attend the Elders' Council, right?"

Chuanbao, who had been accumulating a lot of anger, immediately found an outlet to vent his anger when he saw Zhou Wenjun walk into the box.

Weren’t you, Zhou Wenjun, in glory yesterday? Didn’t the two leaders surrender and apologize? I will still suppress you today.

"Wow, Uncle Chuanbao, you are so awesome. When are you going to lead our club to the moon?"

When Zhou Wenjun heard Chuanbao's words, he smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

The tone was full of indescribable sarcasm and contempt.

"Fuck your mother, Policeman Jun, what do you mean? Do you have the right to speak here? There is no big or small, no rules or regulations."

"Long Gen, how did you teach your younger brother?"

After hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Chuanbao became furious, stood up suddenly and started yelling.

"Uncle Chuanbao, calm down. You are so old, but you still have such a bad temper. Be careful that you might die suddenly on the street one day!"

Zhou Wenjun said with a smile on his face.

"Chapter Jun, you..."

After hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Chuanbao exploded.

"That's enough, Chuanbao, I called Ajun here."

Unfortunately, at the moment of the explosion, Deng Wei pulled out his detonator, which immediately subsided his anger.

"Dembo, you..."

Chuanbao turned his head and looked at Deng Wei with an expression of disbelief, as if he was looking at a traitor who betrayed the revolution.

"Ajun is now the face of us and Liansheng. There is no problem in letting him attend the elders meeting."

Deng Wei said calmly.

After that, Deng Wei did not give Chuanbao another chance to speak, and directly said: "Since everyone is here, today's meeting will officially begin."

【079】Making history, the first person in Liansheng to be promoted to the leader of District 1! ()

Sham Shui Po, an old Shanghai teahouse.

After Deng Wei announced the official start of today's meeting, everyone, whether it was the unconvinced Chuanbao or the others, all fell silent, waiting for Deng Wei's next words.

"Everyone, the reason for holding this meeting today is very simple, and I believe everyone should know it."

Deng Wei paused for a moment, pointed at Zhou Wenjun and said, "Ah Jun has earned enough honor for the club these days. The club's rules require rewards for merit and punishment for mistakes. It is reasonable for the club to give Ah Jun enough rewards."

As soon as Deng Wei finished speaking, Chuanbao immediately stood up and said, "Uncle Deng, I'm a straight-talking person. Ajun has really brought honor to the club and has enough experience. There will be no problem with his promotion. I think the white paper fan is good. Ajun is a brain eater! The white paper fan is just right for him!"

"Fuck you, you still like to wander around. Why didn't you take the initiative to ask for the straw sandals when you were getting married?"

As soon as Chuanbao finished speaking, Long Gen hit back directly.

"Fuck, at the elders' meeting, you can speak freely. What, Long Gen, are you more powerful than our ancestors? Why don't you let people speak?"

Chuanbao was not to be outdone and directly retorted.

"Chuanbao, considering Ajun's current reputation in the martial arts world, giving him a white paper fan will not only bring shame to him, but also to the society. Don't make such a suggestion in the future."

Just when a "fierce conflict" was about to break out between Chuanbao and Longgen, Deng Wei spoke slowly.

"Dembo, you..."

Chuanbao pointed at Deng Wei with a look of shock and anger. He never expected that it was clearly agreed that he would first propose that Zhou Wenjun use the white paper fan, and then wait for Long Gen and others to get angry, and then relax the talk and let Zhou Wenjun use the red stick. However, Deng Wei actually stabbed him in the back again. This was simply unbearable!

"What, what I said is wrong?"

Unfortunately, Deng Wei did not give Chuanbao a chance to vent his dissatisfaction and directly interrupted Chuanbao's words.

'Fuck your mother, you fooled me into being the first to offend others, and you go and be a good person, I'll fuck your mother!'

Chuanbao cursed all the female family members of Deng Wei's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

As for the performance between Chuanbao and Deng Wei, Zhou Wenjun always had a smile on his face and watched with a laughing eye.

Deng Wei said something that made Chuanbao "shut up sadly" and continued, "I propose that Ajun should be given a red stick. What do you think?"

"Uncle Deng, Ah Jun forced the two leaders of the East Star and the Hongxing to apologize to him. This is the first time in the history of Hong Kong Island. He earned such a great reputation for the society, and now he is being punished with a red stick?"

"To be honest, I have no objection, but I'm afraid that the outside societies will laugh at us and Liansheng for burying talents and suppressing the younger generation."