The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 162 The Unyielding Crystal (14)

Peninsula Hotel, lobby.

Wang Jing, dressed in a suit, sat on the sofa, adjusting his tie in front of the reflective glass. A short while later, Yang Sihai led his men through the revolving door, noticed the chubby man moving nervously in the lobby, and waved, smiling, "Director Wang, you're here so early?"

"Boss Yang." Wang Jing immediately stood up, his face beaming, and bent down to shake hands, saying, "What day is it today that both you and Commander Lin want to see me?"

“A good day,” Yang Sihai replied succinctly. Wang Jingyuan’s face twitched, and he echoed repeatedly, “Yes, yes, it must be a good day to meet the two big shots.”

These past two days, rumors about the new reporter have been flying everywhere, with Lin Tiansheng's iron-fisted methods and heroic achievements spreading wider and wider.

Even those who aren't involved in the underworld know this, let alone film industry bosses who have worked with them.

"Sit down and wait with us." Yang Sihai, dressed in a white suit with hand-cut ribbons, a purple tie, and a diamond brooch, arrogantly crossed his legs and sat down on the sofa in the hall. Four bodyguards in black suits, their expressions indifferent, stood with their hands clasped, making Wang Jing feel extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, a young and promising man in a white casual suit, wearing an expensive watch, and arm in arm with a beautiful woman, soon arrived. The two of them stepped forward to greet him: "Young Master Sheng, Miss Lin."

"Let's talk upstairs." Lin Tiansheng left his four bodyguards outside the door, only bringing two for protection, because he didn't want to attract attention. After all, many of the guests at the Peninsula Hotel were celebrities and dignitaries, and being too ostentatious wasn't a good thing.

The group settled down at the tea table, while their underlings sat at the round tables on either side instead of standing, which made them less conspicuous.

Lin Tiansheng handed the menu to Yang Sihai, who raised his hand, displaying a jade thumb ring that exuded luxury and elegance, and said gently, "A cup of tea will suffice."

“Same as above,” Wang Jing quickly replied.

Lin Tiansheng simply gave the menu to his girlfriend and asked Li Shaifeng to make the arrangements. Wang Jing took out the gift he had prepared beforehand, pushed it in front of the table, and said ingratiatingly, "Young Master Sheng, these are cigars that a friend brought from Cuba. Would you like to try them?"

The Five Poisons Detective is well-known, so you can't get him to eat and drink with you, or gamble and whore with you. You can only buy him some cigarettes to get closer to him.

"Thanks, Jingzi, let's open it and have a taste together," Lin Tiansheng said. Wang Jing quickly opened the box on the spot: "Okay."

Then, he took out a cigar cutter, trimmed it, and politely handed it to the two big shots. Yang Sihai smoked it with relish, while Wang Jing, who usually doesn't even smoke and is jokingly called a "healthy baby" by his friends, still took a couple of puffs, pretending to be nonchalant.

"call"

Smoke was blown into the sky.

"First time smoking, you idiot?" Yang Sihai glanced at him, not holding back. Wang Jing chuckled twice, about to speak, when he suddenly choked, "Cough cough cough."

"Alright, Sihai, Director Wang is an artist, he likes to do performance art." Lin Tiansheng joked, then casually revealed his purpose: "If I offend him, who will help me make movies?"

After working in the film industry for half a year, Yang Sihai felt more confident and spread his hands, saying, "Most people want to make movies but don't have the money. If they had money, they wouldn't be afraid of not being able to hire a director."

Wang Jing, with a curious look in his eyes, interjected, "Young Master Sheng, are you planning to film a new movie? Do you have a script?"

After the box office success of "The King of Gamblers," Wang Jing naturally had no shortage of acting opportunities. His former employer, Shaw Brothers, even extended an invitation for him to return to the company to film a movie.

However, considering Yang Sihai's influence, he dared not accept any outside roles. He was currently holed up at home writing a script, but lacking inspiration, so he decided to borrow the title from the box office champion "Chasing Girls" and call the film "The Romancing Star".

How can the work of cultured people be called plagiarism?

Based on his industry experience, investors who proactively seek out films always bring their own scripts. Lin Tiansheng flicked his cigar, a smile on his face, and said, "We don't have a script yet, but I have a small idea. How about inviting Hong Jingbao and Chen Long to direct a kung fu film?" Currently, the most popular film genres in Hong Kong are, firstly, comedies, and secondly, kung fu comedies. People who pay for tickets to the theater are simply looking for a good laugh; if they see some exciting action scenes, they'll applaud.

A director who feeds the audience excrement in the theater and gives lectures wouldn't survive in Hong Kong.

Comedy has a wide audience and is suitable for the whole family, which is also a reason for its high box office.

However, the appeal of comedies varies. Hong Kong comedies, such as "Security Unlimited" and "Chasing Girls," haven't performed well at the overseas box office.

Kung fu comedies, such as "Drunken Master" and "Young Master," are widely popular with overseas audiences, repeatedly breaking box office records both in Hong Kong and overseas.

Given sufficient resources and power, if one wants to make money through filmmaking, they will definitely choose the most advantageous genre. Yang Sihai put down his teacup, took a puff of his cigar, and reminded him, "Kung Fu films are either made by Sammo Hung's stunt team or Chan's stunt team. It's not easy to invite two such busy people."

“Hong Jingbao and Chen Long are people you can’t hire even if you have the money.” Wang Jing nodded, his eyes showing surprise.

Lin Tiansheng laughed and said, "Just because you can't invite them doesn't mean I can't. Give Hong Jingbao and Chen Long a call and ask where they are and if they're free."

The main purpose of calling these two people over is to act as mediators. Otherwise, if complete strangers cause a breakdown in negotiations, there will be no room for reconciliation.

"Okay, I'll make the call." Wang Jing didn't dare refuse. He put down his teacup, picked up his mobile phone, walked to the window, and dialed Hong Jingbao's number first. After chatting for a while, he dialed Chen Long's number.

Both of them had worked for Shaw Brothers before and were acquaintances of Wong Tin-lam, so they exchanged a few polite words. Not long after, Wong Jing returned to the teahouse and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng, Chen Long is filming in Hollywood and can't come back. Hung Ching-po is at the Axe Mountain Road film set and will have to wait until tonight when filming wraps up."

Lin Tiansheng didn't hold a grudge against Chen Long. There was nothing he could do since he wasn't in Hong Kong. He was just trying to make his way in Hollywood. He would have to go back to Hong Kong to film in a while, and they could contact each other then.

But would Hong Jingbao dare to make him wait?

"So you're not giving me any face?" Lin Tiansheng said dismissively, his eyes showing displeasure. Wang Jing sensed something was wrong and stood up, saying, "Young Master Sheng, I'll make another call."

Wang Jing, being of lower status, subconsciously felt that the arrival of Hong Jingbao and the others was already a sign of respect. However, Lin Tiansheng, valuing face, raised his hand to interrupt, saying, "No need, to avoid putting you in a difficult position. I'll have someone invite them."

Ye Jiu received a look from the big boss, stood up, stepped forward, and bowed, saying, "Young Master Sheng."

Which district administers Fushan Road?

Ye Jiudao: "East Kowloon, Wong Tai Sin District."

“Damn it, it really is under my jurisdiction. Notify them that a citizen reported that Hong Jingbao’s crew has heroin. Take them to the police station.” After Lin Tiansheng finished speaking, he stood up, spread his arms, and relaxed his muscles. “I need to go upstairs for a massage, play some cards, and kill some time.”

Wang Jing, not quite grasping the situation, followed up with, "Where's Brother Bao?"

"Weren't we supposed to meet tonight? The rest of the time, you'll be handcuffed at the police station, giving a statement, and squatting there!" Lin Tiansheng said with a playful expression.

Wang Jing swallowed hard. Officials are worse than gangsters.

Yang Sihai praised from the side, "Young Master Sheng is truly capable. If it were me, I could only cause a ruckus and release some snakes, insects, and rats."

(End of this chapter)