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The corridors of St. Mary's Hospital were still filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant late at night, and the pale incandescent light shone on Shaw's gloomy face, which looked as if it were about to drip water.

"Mr. Shao, you've arrived..."

Outside the ward, several senior executives from Shaw Brothers and Fang Huahua's assistant had already arrived and greeted Shaw Yifu upon his arrival.

Fang Huahua's assistant's legs were trembling, and she was secretly terrified. "Will I be next? Mom, I want to quit my job."

Shao Yifu glanced at everyone, nodded, ignored them, and walked directly into the ward.

The executives behind him hesitated for a few seconds before following him inside.

The attending physician stood to the side, and the nurse had just changed Fang Huahua's gauze.

"Doctor... can this... hand... be... reattached?" Fang Huahua asked in a trembling voice, tears welling up in her eyes.

"The freezing process took too long, and the loss of tendons and bones... even with current technology, it's useless to try and fix it! Miss Fang... sigh..."

The attending physician shook his head, sighed, and then said nothing more.

Just as Fang Huahua was about to accept reality and closed her eyes, she heard the door open. She slowly opened her eyes again, and when she saw who it was, tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Sixth...Sixth Uncle..." The moment Fang Huahua saw Shao Yifu, the thought of revenge arose in her heart. She weakly squeezed out a few words and looked at him with a wronged expression.

"Tell me! What exactly happened?!"

Instead of receiving comfort, Fang Huahua was met with Shao Yifu's questioning.

The slammed against the metal railing at the head of the bed made a loud noise, startling the nurse next to him so much that she almost knocked over her tray.

Seeing this, the doctor neither offered advice nor tried to stop them, but instead left directly with the nurse.

Fang Huahua was so frightened that she trembled all over, and all her grievances and prepared words were swallowed back by the fright.

Did he find out?

She didn't dare to say a word!

"You won't tell, huh? Assistant Fang, then you tell me. If you dare to hide anything, you can forget about working in Hong Kong. That's what I, Shaw Brothers, said."

Shao Yifu turned around, pointed at Fang Huahua's assistant, and said angrily.

Assistant Fang's legs trembled, and with a determined effort, she recounted, in fits and starts, how Fang Huahua had made outrageous demands during the day and how she had refused to allow Wang Jin's film to be released.

Upon hearing this, Shao Yifu felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

It's even more chilling than seeing a severed hand on the bed.

"You idiot, you're just a short mule from Hung Hing. How have I taught you?! Do you think Dong Tianbao is just an ordinary short mule?"

Not only is he a member of parliament in Kwai Tsing, but he is also the real boss of the Tianbao Group. Have you forgotten how Fok Siu Tong ran away?

I repeatedly told you, "Don't block movies from Qiankun Films, no matter whose movie it is!" You didn't listen to a word I said!

Shao Yifu pointed his finger at Fang Huahua and launched into a tirade, "You dare to mess with Huo Zhaotang? What makes you think you can beat him?"

After finishing his tirade, Shao Yifu realized something was amiss. He knew Fang Huahua wouldn't have the guts to do this. "Tell me, who's behind this?"

After being scolded, Fang Huahua wanted to cry but dared not, and shook her head with difficulty: "No...no...I just simply feel that giving such a large number of screenings and such a low commission rate is too unfair."

"If you just watch their movie and immediately make a copy, release it in your own theaters, wouldn't you make even more money? Why let him have it!"

Shaw's blood pressure spiked. He had originally planned to do Dong Tianbao a favor and then discuss with him buying some scripts or investing in a collaboration to bring Shaw Brothers films back to their peak.

I was ready to speak up after this, but who knew that something like this would happen when I was only gone for a day.

It's true what they say, women can make or break a person.

"How could I have ever fallen for such a stupid woman like you!"

Fang Huahua was so frightened that she huddled under the thin blanket, trembling, and didn't even have the courage to beg for mercy.

Shaw took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

He knew that no matter how much he cursed this stupid woman, it wouldn't make a difference; what's done is done, and a severed hand can't be put back together.

They even considered how to repair the relationship.

Filming in Hong Kong requires paying protection money and pulling strings. Alternatively, you can find a large triad to cooperate with long-term.

"Mr. Shao, perhaps we should ask Mr. Deng to see if there's any room for maneuver?" At this moment, one of Shao Yifu's trusted confidants said tremblingly.

Shao Yifu's eyes lit up immediately. "That's right, find He Liansheng's Deng Fei. Give me his phone number."

As he spoke, he held out his hand, and the butler immediately handed him the mobile phone.

The call went through.

"Hey, who is it?"

"Mr. Deng, I'm Uncle Liu!"

"Wow, Uncle Liu, why are you still up so late? Have you made too much money and are you afraid someone will take advantage of you?"

Deng Fei paused for a moment, then joked.

"Mr. Deng, don't joke around! I need your help with something, and of course you'll get your share of the benefits."

Shaw was in no mood for joking with Deng Fei and spoke directly.

"In Hong Kong, who dares to mess with Mr. Shao? I wonder if Mr. Ma has any eyes. Tell me, who is it?"

"Dong Tianbao!"

"What? Ah Bao! Goodbye, no, never again."

"Mr. Deng, please don't hang up. Let me finish. I'm here to apologize to Mr. Dong."

"Mr. Shao, we've gotten to know each other quite well and have had a lot of dealings. You've even helped me make a lot of money. But you should know that I'm living in a nursing home in Kwai Tsing now!"

I told you before, in Hong Kong, never offend Dong Tianbao. He's no ordinary thug; he has a lot of capable men under his command, and an incredible number of assassins.

No matter how rich or powerful he is, in his eyes, if you make me unhappy, he'll mess with you. Sigh…

"Ten million, please pass on a message for me."

"Hey, I'm not doing this for the money. I'm just passing on your message because of our years of working together. Just wait!" Deng Fei said and then hung up the phone.

Shaw wanted to curse. They had been working together for many years, and one second he was calling him "Sixth Uncle," and the next he was mentioning Dong Tianbao's name.

You fucking call me Mr. Shao.

……

Deng Feiyin hung up the phone with a smile.

Then I dialed Dong Tianbao's number.

Dong Tianbao's side has just finished a battle.

The fight had just ended, and I lit a cigarette afterward when the phone rang.

He picked up the phone, "Hello!"

"Ah Bao, it's me, Deng Fei!"

"Oh, Mr. Deng, why are you calling so late? Are you having trouble sleeping, or were you bullied by Tornado and his gang?" Dong Tianbao joked, in a good mood.

"Uh, how could that be? It was Shao Yifu who called me, wanting me to make peace with you. Ah Bao, what do you say? I'll listen to you." Deng Fei paused for a moment, then turned to look at the tightly closed door before speaking.

"It seems Mr. Deng has made quite a bit of money! I'll give you face and have Shaw Brothers give me the Shaw Brothers cinema chain. Of course, I won't take it for nothing; I'll offer 50 million Hong Kong dollars, and that'll be the end of it."

Otherwise, next time I won't send him a severed hand, but rather him to sell salted duck eggs himself.

Dong Tianbao smiled, not caring at all how much money Deng Fei received from Shaw Brothers, but rather what he needed was Deng Fei's attitude.

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