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"You're Handsome Bao... Oh, ah, no! War God Bao!" Wu Dashuai stammered, lowering his head as he spoke, not daring to look at Dong Tianbao.

He thought to himself: Oh no, oh no... I just invited him to be the male lead in a pornographic film... Wait! No, I didn't say pornographic film! How did he know?

Looking at Wu Dashuai's trembling appearance, Dong Tianbao thought, "This chubby guy was quite cute when he was young!"

"The title 'Crazy Chou and Fierce Delivery Three Thousand Times' is quite novel, isn't it?" Dong Tianbao teased with a smile, looking at the title of the script he was holding.

Wu Dashuai was wondering how Dong Tianbao knew he was making erotic films when he heard the title of his script. He then realized what was going on and his face turned red.

I wish I could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it right now. It's all that bastard Wang Jin's fault for picking such a stupid name.

Slowly raising her head, she saw that Dong Tianbao wasn't looking at her maliciously, so she could only awkwardly force a smile: "Brother Bao... this, this is just a name my cousin came up with. He said Mr. Li likes this kind of script the most, so, so..."

"Alright, we're all adults, we understand! Since you're here, introduce yourself. And who's your cousin? Is he also in the industry?" Dong Tianbao asked with a playful smile.

"My name is Wu Dashuai. I graduated from the directing department of the National Academy of Chinese Film and Television and am a screenwriter. My cousin is Wang Jin, and he currently works at Wuxian!" Wu Dashuai replied earnestly.

Dong Tianbao's eyes lit up. Qiankun Film and Television was currently lacking directors, and now that one had come knocking on their door, how could they let it go? He immediately put on a stern face and said:

"Me, the mighty God of War of Hung Hing, dragged into making a pornographic film by a lewd director, and as the lead? If word got out, where would I put my face?!"

"How am I supposed to survive in this underworld?!"

General Wu's heart sank. He felt a chill run down his spine. Everything was fine just a moment ago.

Why bring up old news again?

Damn it, why do you have to be so sarcastic?

Is this some kind of murder plot to silence them?

"Bao...Brother Bao, don't worry, I promise I won't tell anyone..."

As Wu Dashuai was about to raise his finger, Dong Tianbao interrupted him, saying, "Only the dead can keep secrets."

"However..."

"But what? Brother Bao, I'll agree to anything you can do!" Commander Wu was extremely anxious; he didn't care about any conditions as long as he didn't die.

"Hehe, simple, just become one of us!" Dong Tianbao looked at Wu Dashuai with a smile.

The words had barely left his lips!

Wu Dashuai's chubby face twitched rapidly. He took two steps back, then nodded heavily as if he had made a major decision.

She reached out and unbuttoned her floral shirt, revealing her snow-white, plump belly. "Come on, Brother Bao, have mercy on me..."

After saying that, he straightened his chest and closed his eyes!

Gao Jin and Dong Tianbao, who were carrying coffee, froze on the spot.

Dong Tianbao immediately flew into a rage and walked over to Li Guo.

"Ouch, that hurts..."

"You wretched little brat, I fucking said join Qiankun Film Company and become one of my people, so get your clothes on right now."

"Put your clothes on, call your cousin, and tell him to come over. If he doesn't come, I'll send you to the crematorium!"

"Damn it!"

Dong Tianbao was so angry he laughed.

"Ah... Oh!"

Wu Dashuai didn't dare to say anything more and quickly picked up his mobile phone to call his cousin.

The call was just connected.

"Cousin! Come to Qiankun Film and Television Company quickly, or you'll never see your dear cousin again..."

Dong Tianbao looked at Wu Dashuai, who was crying with tears streaming down his face, and his sharply defined face twitched rapidly.

"Ah Jin, beat him up! But don't kill him."

Gao Jin had wanted to beat this fat pig up for a long time. Taking his boss to film pornographic movies? You're asking for trouble!

"what!"

"Ah...be gentle, don't hit my face..."

When Wang Jin heard his cousin's pitiful cries over the phone, and then heard the name Qiankun Film and Television Company, he panicked instantly.

But the thought of his cousin's life hanging by a thread made him put down the phone and rush out.

After half an hour.

Inside Dong Tianbao's office.

Two fat men, who looked about 70-80% alike, sat opposite Dong Tianbao. One had a bruised and swollen face, while the other was covered in sweat and dared not utter a sound.

"These are the contracts from Qiankun Film and Television Company. You two can sign them and leave," Dong Tianbao said, exhaling a puff of smoke and pointing to the two contracts on the table.

The two exchanged a glance, resignedly flipped to the last page of the contract, signed their names, and pressed their fingerprints on it.

I didn't even glance at the contract.

It wasn't that the two didn't want to watch, but given their situation, it was nothing more than an unfair contract, and compared to their lives, nothing else mattered.

Wang Jin thought, "It's better to make erotic films than to work as a janitor for my father."

As for General Wu, he didn't care at all. He came to Qiankun Film and Television to attract investment and make erotic films, so it didn't matter where he filmed. It was just a matter of filming in the same place for the rest of his life.

Wang Jin rubbed the ink off his fingers and said nervously, "Baby...Brother, I...I...Can we...go now?"

Seeing that the two men signed the contract without even looking at it, and just smiled casually, Dong Tianbao then heard Wang Jin's words, "Don't rush!"

As he spoke, he picked out two scripts from several thick stacks of scripts in the safe.

Then it was placed in front of the two of them.

"These two works are the transformation of Qiankun Films. I want you to forget those clichés that only involve taking off clothes and make these two movies a sensation in Hong Kong."

Commander Wu swallowed hard, not daring to reach out and take it.

Wang Jin, trembling, picked up the top book, whose cover prominently displayed four large characters—"A Better Tomorrow".

He began to read it carefully.

Seeing his cousin make his move, Wu Dashuai picked up the remaining book—"The Prankster Expert."

He quickly flipped through a few pages, his eyes instantly lighting up. The directors and screenwriters, trained professionally and systematically in the US, were clearly impressed by the wildly imaginative pranks and the exaggeratedly hilarious dialogue.

It's absolutely amazing. In Hong Kong, where martial arts films are still prevalent today, this script can be considered the pioneer.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "This...this is absolutely brilliant! This kind of comedy will definitely be a groundbreaking work once it's released!"

Dong Tianbao smiled without saying a word!

Isn't that obvious?

This is Stephen Chow's one-of-a-kind nonsensical comedy.

"Don't get excited, let's wait until your cousin has finished reading it!" Dong Tianbao smiled and pointed to Wang Jin next to him.

Wu Dashuai turned his head and saw his cousin, whose breathing was becoming more and more rapid.

The two did not disturb them.

Then the entire office became so quiet you could hear a pin drop. In addition to breathing, there was the sound of a rapidly beating heart.

Wang Jin was completely immersed in the script.

The script's themes of brotherhood, loyalty, and grudges, along with its tragic yet romantic atmosphere, captivated him.

When he turned to the last page and saw the words "To be continued," he let out a heavy sigh.

He then put down the script, looked at Dong Tianbao with an incredulous expression, and asked, "This, you wrote this?"

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