Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Damn, when did you journalists become so careless?"

Lok Wai-ching then realized that because she had left in a hurry and her mind was filled with fear of Kowloon Walled City, she had forgotten to change her work clothes.

With an awkward laugh, Yue Huizhen simply asked the question.

"Uncle, since you know I'm a reporter, I won't hide it from you anymore."

I'm curious, Heng Yiu Properties spent so much money building resettlement housing for you in Lok Fu Estate, don't you really have to pay any price for it?"

The boss was taken aback.

"What price can we pay? We can't find a single extra piece of flesh on our bodies. We'll be thanking God if we can move out of the city in this lifetime."

"Let alone the fact that Mr. He doesn't require us to pay any price, even if we were willing to pay any price, we might not have anything that would be of interest to him."

"In other words, they didn't sign any labor contracts or lease agreements with you."

Are these resettlement houses all considered as a free gift from him?

Uncle, I just can't quite believe it. You know, these houses and land deeds in Kowloon Walled City don't belong to you!"

These words made the shop owner's face darken, and he also gave up the idea of ​​going to the freezer to get a cold drink for Lok Wai-ching.

"You little girl are so insensible!"

Do you think Mr. He is the kind of petty person who covets fame and fortune?

Let me tell you, most of the people who can gather in the walled city are destitute people with a miserable life and nowhere else to turn!

Mr. He was able to lead us out of the walled city, and we would give him our lives for him. We would accept any request he might make!

Don't even think about digging up any dirt on Mr. He here. I advise you to leave as soon as possible if you don't have anything to do!

Seeing that her boss was angry, Lok Wai-ching quickly waved her hand.

"Uncle, please don't be angry. I was just curious and came to take a look."

If what you say is true, I will write an article when I get back, truthfully reporting on this incident involving Hengyao Real Estate.

"That's more like human language, but you journalists love to exaggerate!"

I'm warning you, Mr. He is like a bodhisattva to us.

If you dare to report anything recklessly after you get back, be careful the residents of the Walled City might rush out and burn down your TV station!

Lok Wai-ching couldn't help but feel ashamed; she truly lived up to the reputation of Kowloon Walled City.

Even an ordinary, bald old man can speak with extreme irritability.

She now felt that this was not a place a weak woman like herself could come to casually.

However, since she had already come all this way, Lok Hye-ching was really unwilling to give up without finding out the truth.

She stood up, politely apologized to the owner, and walked out of the tea restaurant.

She then went to several other places on the street to conduct research.

This time, however, she was smarter. She entered the room and openly stated her identity, saying that she was there on behalf of He Yaozong to conduct an interview.

The results were surprisingly consistent. Even the impatient dog farm owner, who was like a shrimp tycoon, would immediately become respectful upon hearing the name He Yaozong.

He praised Ho Yiu-chung as a benevolent figure, not only spending a lot of money to help them build resettlement housing in Lok Fu Estate, but also reducing their rent in Lung Shing by half during this period.

It was already dark when I came out of Kowloon Walled City.

With her head down, Lok Wai-ching walked thoughtfully to the interview vehicle parked by the roadside.

Knocking on the car door, the interview director, who had already taken a nap, immediately opened the door.

He rubbed his eyes, still half asleep, and looked at Yue Huizhen.

"So, did the interview yield any results?"

"Let's go, Director, to Lok Fu Estate."

"Never mind, the interview has already started."

"If we go there now, the interview will probably be over. We should just drive back. Anyway, the higher-ups said this interview is insignificant. Tonight, I'll have Mike and the others write something to get by."

Le Huizhen couldn't help but purse her lips: "Director, isn't your work attitude a bit too negative?"

"negative?"

Upon hearing Yue Huizhen's remarks, the director immediately sat up.

"Huizhen, speak with conscience!"

I know that you are the most motivated person in the news department and are highly regarded by the radio station's superiors.

But don't you think about it? Every time there's a truly big news story, it's me working overtime behind the scenes to take care of things for you?

Whenever there are major cases or scandals involving celebrities or wealthy individuals in Hong Kong, I'm always the one personally driving and leading you all to the front lines.

This news story has no reporting value whatsoever. Tell me honestly, is it really that unreasonable for me to work an early shift?

Seeing the interview director pouring out his grievances to her, Lok Wai-ching had no choice but to say nothing more.

After all, the other party is my boss, and he usually takes good care of me. Making things difficult for him won't do me any good.

So Lok Wai-ching got into the car, found her work bag in the back seat, took out her press pass and pinned it to her chest, then got out of the car and closed the door.

"Then you go back first, I'll take a taxi there myself."

Mike doesn't need to rush to finish tonight's script; I'll go back to the TV station and work overtime to finish it myself.

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At 8:30 p.m., Ho Yiu-chung was already at Lok Fu Estate, giving a rather bland interview.

Lok Fu Estate had made the news once before due to a violent land acquisition incident, but that was past its prime and no longer considered big news.

These reporters, entrusted by Po Leung Kuk, only asked Ho Yiu-chung a few questions casually, appearing unusually passive.

However, He Yaozong was too lazy to pay attention to them. He would arrange for someone to give each of these reporters a red envelope later, so he wouldn't be afraid that they would be unable to write anything tonight!

"Big D, let me ask you a question: how does it feel to be the development manager of a real estate company compared to being the boss of Tsuen Wan?"

Outside Lok Fu Estate, Ho Yiu-chung, surrounded by a group of henchmen, walked to the door of a Mercedes-Benz.

Accompanying him was Big D, dressed in a white suit.

Big D was overjoyed and replied casually, "Damn it, if you ask me what it's like to be the development manager, I only have one word to answer—awesome!"

"Brother Yao, I really have to thank you for taking care of our Tsuen Wan business. Without you, I'm afraid I would never know what it feels like to have forty million deposited into my account at once!"

The saying "Wealth moves people's hearts" will never be outdated.

Even though Big D was so obsessed with choosing a leader that he couldn't extricate himself, he has now been completely convinced by Ho Yiu-chung's repeated financial offensives.

What's the point of being a leader? Isn't it just to show off and gain more support from the boss?

Now that he's a big boss, whether he's in charge or not doesn't seem to matter that much anymore.

"Remember, Big D. Shuang Fan Dong is in Bao Le Fang. He might have some friction with the Number Gang soon."

"Your Tsuen Wan is close to that area, so if anything happens, remember to provide support to Shuangfan East."

"Leave it to me! Don't forget, in the entire Wo Luen Shing district, apart from Sham Shui Po, our Tsuen Wan gang has the most formidable fighters!"

Nodding to Big D, He Yaozong was about to get into the car when he suddenly heard an urgent shout from the side of the road.

"Wait a moment, Mr. He, please wait a moment!"

A group of henchmen immediately became alert, and at the same time, Ho Yiu-chung and Big D's eyes were also drawn to the newcomer.

A pretty woman was seen running out of a taxi parked by the roadside, waving and shouting urgently in their direction.

Big D leaned close to Ho Yiu-chung's ear.

"Hey, you're a girl? When did you find her? She's beautiful and has a great figure, she's hot!"

"She's prettier than your wife!"

He Yaozong waved his hand, signaling the henchmen blocking his way to move aside.

Lok Wai-ching ran up to Ho Yiu-chung, momentarily out of breath.

"Mr. He... I... I am..."

Ho Yiu-chung glanced down at the heaving chest and then waved his hand, saying, "I know, a TVB reporter."

There was no way around it; the place where Lok Wai-ching checked her ID was too conspicuous, so Ho Yiu-chung couldn't help but take a second look at it immediately.

After catching her breath, Lok Wai-ching managed a smile at Ho Yiu-chung.

"I'm sorry Mr. He, I'm late. Could I do you an exclusive interview?"

He Yaozong nodded and smiled, "An interview is no problem. After all, Miss, you're so hot, any man would be happy to chat with you for a while."

However, I have a habit: if I want to chat with someone I don't know privately, I have to undergo a body search.

"what?"

"Just kidding. Get in the car, let's find somewhere to chat!"

Upon glancing at the three characters '乐慧贞' on the witness document, Ho Yiu-chung dispelled his concerns.

He then opened the car door and moved Chen Luojun, who was sitting in the back seat, to the front passenger seat.

He Yaozong gestured to Le Huizhen to invite her.

Inside a private room on the second floor of the Jumbo Floating Restaurant.

Faced with the dazzling array of dishes ordered by Ho Yiu-chung, Lok Wai-ching couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Mr. He, it is an honor that you have given me this opportunity for an exclusive interview."

But... I didn't bring much cash. If I order too much, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay for the meal later.

He Yaozong remained silent, but snapped his fingers, signaling the waiter who was sobering up to bring the decanter to the table. He then slipped the waiter a tip and sent him away.

Then Ho Yiu-chung took the wine glass in front of Lok Wai-ching and poured her a small half glass of dry red wine.

"Miss, I have two great hobbies in my life."

He has two interests: making money and picking up girls.

Back when I was working as a valet parking attendant in Causeway Bay, I earned 800 dollars a month, and I had to spend 500 dollars of it to treat girls to meals.