Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

I go to work on time every day and play some musical instruments. I have to practice a piece of music at least dozens of times a day.

Many trumpet players' mouths were swollen from playing.

Over time, these people inevitably accumulated resentment in their hearts.

Seeing Situ Jie acting in a pretentious manner again, an old policeman who was about to retire immediately dropped the drumstick in his hand.

"Sir, Brother Yi and the others are sitting in the office, it's useless for you to show off here!

The superiors above are going to reinstate you, just wait!

Why bother making us old guys suffer with you?"

Situ Jie's face immediately drooped.

"What are you talking about? What am I showing?

No matter what position you are in, you must stick to it and do your job well. Is it wrong for me to be strict with you?!"

As he spoke, Situ Jie waved his hand and pointed at a bugler.

"And you! Those who know you think you're playing a welcome song, while those who don't think you're organizing someone's funeral!

If you keep going like this, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to keep your job as a member of the Silver Band!"

The bugler who was pointed at by Situ Jie got angry immediately after hearing this.

Those who hang out in the Silver Band are a group of people who have no hope for the future and are waiting for retirement in an orderly manner.

There is no respect for Situ Jie, a demoted loser.

The bugler immediately threw the weapon in his hand onto the shelf beside him, then glared at Situ Jie and retorted, pointing at his nose.

"Situ Jie! Do you understand music?

You don't know what the hell you're just pretending to be. I, your uncle, have been playing this piece of music for more than 20 years. I've practiced it over and over again, but I can't play it well. Do I need a layman like you to teach me?

I tell you, if you can be open-minded, we can all live in peace and you can stay here peacefully and wait for retirement with us!

You still want to be reinstated? You’re dreaming! "

Chapter 84 Ah Le, man proposes, God disposes, can you also play Infernal Affairs?

Faced with a group of fearless old foxes, Situ Jie was speechless for a moment.

He pointed at the bugler, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Fortunately, someone came out to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, don't make things difficult for Officer Situ.

Maybe he will be transferred back in a few days.

Isn't it just a matter of practicing a few more times? Everyone, please be patient and it will pass."

As the atmosphere eased, the group of people returned to their respective seats.

However, after his secret was exposed, Situ Jie was in no mood to continue giving orders.

He immediately kicked the command desk and said coldly.

"Keep practicing right here! Don't stop until dinner time!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and walked out of the practice room.

"Fuck him! Look at how miserable he is, he deserves to be taken down.

It's just hard for us to work with such a damn idiot!"

"That's right, if you don't have the ability to catch thieves, it's really a trick to deal with your own family members.

If the trumpet is blown to the sky, will the sir above even look at him with respect?"

When Situ Jie left the practice room, the room was filled with endless complaints.

……

In a ward of the Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital in Happy Valley.

Feng Yuxiu held a bowl of medicinal soup, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to the mouth of his wife Shen Xue.

Shen Xue's face looked a little haggard at this time, but she still forced a smile when looking at Feng Yuxiu.

“If it can’t be cured, then we won’t treat it.

Let me go back and spend more time with you. While I still have the strength, I will recite the Tao Te Ching for you a few more times every day."

Feng Yuxiu rarely smiled.

"Be good and drink the medicine first. I have found the money to treat your illness. You will definitely get better."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu poured the medicine into Shen Xue's mouth.

He didn't expect that He Yaozong agreed to treat his wife's illness, but the standard of treatment was so high.

An independent ward was set up for an expert consultation overnight to discuss treatment plans.

Just from the payment list brought by the nurse today, Feng Yuxiu discovered that He Yaozong had spent 283,000 yuan!

He didn't know how much a person's life was worth, but he had already made up his mind.

As long as his wife's illness can be cured, He Yaozong is willing to do anything he asks him to do!

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

Only sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity.

"Sir, I was entrusted by Mr. He to come and take care of Ms. Shen Xue.

If you don't have time to come and stay with me in the future, I'll take care of this."

Just as Feng Yuxiu was feeding him the medicine, a kind-looking nurse came up to him and preached to him respectfully.

Feng Yuxiu placed the medicine bowl on the bedside and looked the caregiver up and down.

"How much salary did Mr. He offer you?"

"It's a lot, fifteen hundred a day. I'll be staying here with you for the next month."

Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but frown.

"Fifteen thousand a day?"

Sensing the displeasure in Feng Yuxiu's tone, the caregiver quickly explained.

"Sir, I am the gold medal escort of Kangle Escort.

I have been working in this industry for more than ten years. I have even taken care of Cheng Bo's family. But no boss has ever said that I am not doing a good job as a caregiver.

You get what you pay for. If you are not satisfied, you can ask me to leave at any time."

Shen Xue struggled to sit up from the bed. Seeing this, the caregiver quickly bent down, supported Shen Xue, and took out a pillow to place behind her waist.

Shen Xue said: "Husband, who is this Mr. He?

How...how could someone spend so much money to take care of me?"

"Don't worry about it, just focus on healing here!"

Even the accompanying personnel have been arranged, and Feng Yuxiu has a rough idea in his mind.

It’s time to fulfill what I promised He Yaozong last night.

In the underground floor of Deli Building, in a boxing gym converted from a new venue, next to the octagonal cage, there was already a bustling crowd.

This is the most profitable business of Jordan Lin Huaile - underground black boxing gambling!

Compared to betting on horses or betting on dogs in Kowloon Walled City, the octagonal cage with its real-life punches and no-holds-barred fighting is more likely to stimulate adrenaline secretion.

Most of the people who came to watch the game were members of community groups.

They admire violence and the blood splattered in the octagonal cage. Even if they lose the bet, they can still console themselves by feasting their eyes on it.

Feng Yuxiu entered the venue with the admission ticket that He Yaozong got for him.

The man in charge of checking tickets at the door took the ticket, took a look at it, and then looked at Feng Yuxiu a few times.

"First time here? Want to try your luck by buying a few tickets?

There will be two games soon, Thai Bull vs. Red-Feathered Chicken, and Dog Eye vs. Ghost Wang Yuan.

It's written on the odds wall, shall we?"

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the odds on the blackboard hanging on the wall for a few seconds, then sneered.

"I want to get in the cage and fight. How much money can I make per match?!"

"Huh! Not only is he a stranger, but he's also an expert?

You're walking with your legs splayed out, be careful you get beaten to death in there!"

"Don't worry about that. Just tell me if I can come in."

"Who led you here?"

Feng Yuxiu shook his head.

"I came here on my own!"

"So you're a lunatic, no one brought you here, what the hell are you doing?

Do you still want to buy? If not, go in and find a seat. Don’t interrupt my business!”

bang-

Feng Yuxiu punched the table in front of him, scaring the thug so much that he stood up and took two steps back.

Looking at where Feng Yuxiu's fist landed, the table top, which was more than a finger thick, was actually cracked by it!

"Damn it! How dare someone come here to cause trouble!

Hey! Let me give you an appetizer before we start fighting. Beat this pawn for me first!"

The ticket checker swallowed his saliva and shouted, and a group of spectators immediately surrounded him.

But how could this group of rioters be a match for Feng Yuxiu? Seven or eight of them surrounded him, and in less than a minute, they were lying down in a mess.