Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

The driver saw someone suddenly jump out of the car in front of him and roll on the ground. His first thought was that the boss had kicked Chan Ho-nam out.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the older brother who was rolling around. He was stunned for a moment, but then he understood. It wasn't surprising that the older brother did anything.

Wang Taiyi got up, dusted himself off, and climbed into the carriage as if nothing had happened.

He opened the bottle of water, took a sip, and began to reflect on his action of jumping out of the car.

It was far from perfect. I thought I could land smoothly like an Indian jumping off a train, but I got the direction wrong and ended up rolling around like a gourd.

"Big brother, shall we go back to the villa?"

"What else? Where else would we go at this hour? Night fishing?"

The plane started the car and, after holding back for a long time, finally spoke.

"Big Brother, are we not going to kill Chan Ho-nam?"

"Okay, I won't kill them."

"Why? Weren't we here to hunt down Chan Ho-nam?"

"Sleepy!"

"...Good reason."

Is Old Wang a rule-abiding person? Of course he is, but he abides by his own rules. His rule is that no one can make him follow the rules, because he's aiming to become an immortal.

.........

A prison in Taiwan.

Wearing dress pants and a white shirt, Ding Hai limped out of the prison gate, turning back to curse loudly in the direction of the prison as he walked, completely disregarding the saying that one cannot turn back after being released from prison.

"You bunch of beasts, trash, bastards, wicked creatures, it's a disgrace to be in jail with you. You even stabbed me in the back! You're inhuman! Why don't you just die? If I ever see you again, I'll beat you to death!"

After cursing for over half an hour, Ding Hai suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was no one there to pick me up? Where was my son? Wasn't he supposed to come and pick up his father? Did he get the date wrong? How unfilial!

After waiting for a long time without seeing anyone, Ding Xie decided to leave, planning to find a small hotel to get a good night's sleep before contacting his sons.

During his fourteen years in prison, he was still paid some wages for doing hard labor there.

Lying on the soft bed in the hotel, Ding Xie couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He was still a little unaccustomed to the fact that no one was coming to raid him at night.

Looking at the television and VCR in the room, Ding Xie became interested, knowing that he was a movie enthusiast in his youth.

Ding Xie squatted on the ground, rummaging through the videotapes inside, picking and choosing.

"Wow, not bad, all of them are new movies."

Suddenly a videotape caught his attention; several lines of large characters were written on it.

"Chinese Director's Masterpiece Sweeps Europe and America," "New Actor's Debut at His Peak," "Does This Film Break the Bottom Line of Humanity or Restore Humanity?"

"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect that such a talented director would emerge in the Chinese community in recent years."

Looking at the three bald men on the cover, Ding Xie felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"A great director is a great director. He can make any cover feel familiar. He's really amazing."

The movie starts.

When the three Ding brothers appeared on screen, Ding Xie recognized them immediately. "Isn't this my eldest son? I'm so excited!"

"Good! Good! Good! As expected of my son Ding Xie, he actually went off to make a movie without saying a word and caused such a commotion. Good son, I am proud of you."

As the plot unfolds, the three Ding brothers are captured by a deranged doctor in a building and subjected to human modifications, including alterations to their internal and digestive systems. Their eating and excretion processes are then observed repeatedly...

Speaking of which, I must mention that the foreigners gave the director high praise for this part of the movie because they couldn't see any special effects shots in the stitched-together scene. It felt like the stitching was really done, and the director must have spent a lot of money.

"Ugh~~~"

After watching for half an hour, Ding Xie couldn't take it anymore. He kicked the TV, making a hole in it, and started vomiting violently.

I thought my son had made some amazing masterpiece, but this is just a piece of crap.

"You beasts, you beasts! Is this the kind of thing you film to shock Europe and America? Haven't foreigners ever eaten shit before?"

The commotion caught the attention of the hotel owner, who rushed upstairs and opened the door to find Ding Xie vomiting next to the smoking television.

"Damn it, what are you doing? You're going to kill me!"

Ding Xie was furious and started cursing at the innkeeper whenever he saw him.

"Get the hell out of here."

The boss isn't a good-tempered guy either. You bastard, how dare you curse at me? Do you even know that I used to hang out in Mengjia when I was young?

"You dare to curse me? You smashed my things and you still dare to curse me? Let me tell you, if you don't compensate me for my losses double... no! ten times, I'll call my brothers and make you eat shit."

"Ugh~~"

Ding Xie stared at the boss with bloodshot eyes.

"Shut the hell up and don't say those two words again!"

The boss wasn't afraid of Ding Xie, this outsider, at all.

"What? Go eat shit!"

"boom!"

Ding Hai sent the hotel owner flying with a single punch. Despite being almost 60, he possesses superhuman strength and, like Ma Jun and Inspector Ma, has a glorious record of turning someone into an idiot with a single punch.

"Pooh!"

Ding Xie spat on the body of his unconscious boss.

"I told you not to say those two words, but you wouldn't listen. See, you're getting your comeuppance now."

Ding Hai felt he couldn't stay here any longer and decided to leave. He made a decision: first, he would see his old friends and settle scores, then he would smuggle himself back to Hong Kong Island, find his three beastly sons, and teach them a lesson. "Do you think you can film anything? Or is that your kind of taste?"

"Ugh~~~"

Thinking of this, Ding Xie vomited again.

......

Chapter 104 Investment Promotion

"Brother Yao, you need to do something about this! Brother Donghuang has gone too far. He actually called a lot of people, including reporters!"

"Won't something bad happen?"

Today is the day that Chiang Tin-sang's body is to be returned to Hong Kong. Originally, Chan Yiu was waiting at the airport with his men to receive the body, but they were told that the body was taken away by someone as soon as the plane arrived at the unloading area.

After several inquiries, it was discovered that the body had been taken away by Donghuang. Moreover, after taking it, he did not send the body back to Jiang Tiansheng's villa or to Hongxing's headquarters, but instead took it to the Four Seasons Hotel and rented the largest conference room there.

When Chen Yao arrived in a hurry, his underlings came to tell him the news.

Chen Yao almost lost his footing when he heard his younger brother's words. He hadn't slept much these past two days because he was busy balancing accounts, and his head was spinning when he heard about Donghuangzai's uproar.

What the hell are you talking about, reporter? We're the mafia! What do you want with reporters here for? Want to become famous? Why don't you call the police too?

Chen Yao pushed open the conference room door, and a wave of heat rushed out. The room was bustling with noise, like a vegetable market. Wang Taiyi was shouting into a microphone, and there was a freezer containing Jiang Tiansheng on the table.

"Li Ji's 30 yuan the first time! 30 yuan the second time! The third time!"

"boom."

When Wang Taiyi brought down the hammer, it dented the large table in the conference room.

"The advertising space for the lead vehicle at Mr. Chiang's funeral was obtained by Li Ji Tea Restaurant."

Wang Taiyi, dressed in a suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked extremely professional.

"Come on! Let's move on to the next auction. This is an important advertising space for Mr. Jiang's cremation. It will last for half an hour. Please bid enthusiastically, everyone."

The conference room was transformed into an auction site, where everything related to Jiang Tiansheng's funeral was up for auction. Reporters excitedly snapped photos, knowing this would be tomorrow's hot topic: the funeral auction of the head of Hongxing Group was quite a sensation.

Hongxing was also present, each with a different expression, but most of them were frowning and silent. Of course, there were exceptions, such as Han Bin, who was standing in the reporter's seat taking photos with them, and Da Fei, who was holding up a paddle and bidding against the vendors.

Some of the elders and hall masters of Hongxing were dissatisfied with Wang Taiyi's actions, but it was no use. Once Old Wang spent his money, there was no further reaction. Who can turn down money?

Some stubborn individuals insisted that wealth should not corrupt them and wanted to have a go with Old Wang, but it was all in vain. Mei Lantian, the buck-toothed boy who was always "on business trips," took a break and strolled over with his AK, and they all behaved themselves.

The main reason was that he brought these people together for a meeting and earnestly explained to them why they should do this and how to carry forward Hongxing.

Throughout Lao Wang's narration, he kept interspersing phrases like "growing bigger and stronger," "understanding applause," and "the next cross-border e-commerce platform could be us"...

In any case, no one in Hongxing was openly stopping Lao Wang's absurd actions.

……

"Great, 60! Congratulations, Big Flying Horse Racing Master!"

Wang Taiyi took a deep breath.

"Authentic good funeral, authentic good horse racing tips. Congratulations to the leading horse racing tips brand, 'Big Flying Horse Racing Tips,' for securing all advertising slots during Chiang Tin-sang's cremation. Drink Vita Milk, it's good for you. Vita Milk cheers for good funerals on Hong Kong Island! All advertisers of this year's good funerals on Hong Kong Island who are located in Hung Hing territory will be exempt from protection fees for one year."

He delivered a long monologue in just 3 seconds, which stunned everyone.

"it is good!"

Dafei stood up and led the way in a frenzied applause.