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"Hey, so you dare to spout nonsense with your name starting with 'Sunset'? Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

After waiting for his underlings to return for a long time, Fly brought his men in and, upon seeing this scene, sneered.

"Does he really think he's something special just because he's got a few thugs with him? Wearing sunglasses and a black suit, does he really think he's some kind of big shot?!"

The fly has started its taunting mode.

Deng Long's face turned purple instantly. Ever since he took over as the second-generation leader of the Lianzi Group, who in the Hong Kong underworld wouldn't give him some face?

I was actually mocked by a Karami.

Fly truly lives up to his reputation as a seasoned professional, having thoroughly researched the history of all the triad societies in Hong Kong.

The company's reputation plummeted after it came under Deng Long's leadership, mainly because Deng Long had always wanted to transform the business.

He was too hasty in the transformation process, and coupled with his youthful arrogance, he made a group of bad friends, and he sold off all his former reputation and prestige.

If it weren't for the fact that Deng Fei, who was on good terms with Lian Sheng, was the first leader of the Lian family, and that they were both from the Hongmen and he helped out, it would have been a mistake.

Otherwise, their trademark would have been taken away long ago.

"Damn it! How dare a junior raise his voice at me?" Deng Long had always had a fiery temper, and it hadn't changed over the years. How could he stand such mockery?

"Get your boss here and talk to me, or I'll fucking kill you, you piece of trash!"

Deng Long was really furious.

Seeing this, Zhang Guorong quickly stepped in the middle and explained before the fly could lash out:

"Brother Lung, don't be angry, it's all a misunderstanding. This is the eldest brother, a subordinate of Hung Hing's Tung Tin-po. They've come to invite me and Chow Yun-fat to act in a movie."

He knew Deng Long was loyal, but it was just a misunderstanding. If anyone was to blame, it was that shifty-eyed fat man, Wang Jin.

Why didn't you say you had such a powerful backer earlier?

If I had said that, none of these unfortunate things would have happened.

"Hung Hing, Tung Tin-po?"

Upon hearing Dong Tianbao's name, Deng Long's furious expression faltered slightly, and his gaze swept over Wu Ying.

Although he has been busy transforming his career in recent years, he is still well aware of the weight that the name Dong Tianbao carries in the Hong Kong underworld.

Especially these past two days, the news about the Fugui Casino has been making headlines.

Even disregarding all that, his feat of taking on two hundred people single-handedly is something few in all of Hong Kong can achieve. It's best not to offend such a ruthless person.

Although Dong Tianbao moved his operations to the notoriously poor Kwai Tsing, no one in Hong Kong dared to underestimate his power.

Making a move against Tung Tin-po is tantamount to making a move against Hung Hing, and everyone knows that Leung Kwan is in cahoots with Tung Tin-po.

To be honest, the current number of people with the "Lian" prefix is ​​really not enough to fight against a single gang.

However, Deng Long is, after all, the leader of Lianzi, and his status in the industry is undeniable. Even though his power is not what it used to be, he still has to maintain appearances.

He snorted coldly, straightened the collar of his black suit, forcibly suppressing his earlier lapse in composure, and said in a tone that still carried a hint of arrogance: "Since it's a misunderstanding, I'll let it slide. Just be more sincere when hiring someone to make a movie."

The fly withdrew its hand from its lower back, scoffing, but remembering Dong Tianbao's instructions, it restrained itself and said, "Sincerity? If my boss wasn't sincere, do you think those two would still be standing here talking?"

"Those two rejected my boss once!"

"Brother, you've completely misunderstood! That brat Wang Jin didn't say anything! Plus, our schedules are really full, that's why we declined. We didn't mean to decline Brother Bao at all."

Chow Yun-fat and Leslie Cheung explained in unison.

"Since that's the case, are you two free now? Can you leave now? I, Lao Ding, also invested in these two films..." Wu Ying deliberately emphasized the words "Lao Ding" and even dragged out the last syllable.

It was clearly meant for Deng Long's ears: I'm the head of the Hung Hing triad, doesn't that carry weight and give me face?

This can be seen as giving Deng Long a way out.

"Ah Rong, Ah Fa, since it's a film invested in by Mr. Li, then go for it and give it your best performance." Deng Long, knowing Wu Ying's intention, quickly chimed in.

"This brother is just like me when I was young, straightforward. What's your name? Let's have a drink sometime."

"Kwai Tsing, Straw Sandal Fly! Come visit sometime!" Fly said, waving his hand. "Please come, both of you!"

The group returned to the parking area and saw Niu Dehua chatting and laughing with Wu Dashuai and Wang Jin.

"You fatso, from now on, just mention the big boss's name when hiring actors. You guys go back to the film company, I have other things to do." Fly said, then left with his henchmen.

Fly was somewhat kind enough to leave a van for them.

"Um, I only have an automatic transmission driver's license. Who can drive a manual transmission?" Wu Dashuai asked awkwardly after getting into the driver's seat and discovering that the car was a manual transmission.

"I'll do it!" Niu Dehua immediately raised his hand.

As the van slowly drove back to Qiankun Film and Television.

"Wang Jin, you bastard, you almost got us both killed, you know that?" Brother Fa couldn't hold back any longer and cursed.

"It wasn't just the two of us, even Brother Long and Brother Min almost got caught up in it." Zhang Guorong was still quite cultured and didn't curse, but his reproachful look said it all.

"Brothers, we've been through what you've been through. When we got the script, we were so impressed that we forgot about it for a moment."

"It's all my fault. Don't say I didn't take care of you guys. These two scripts will definitely make you famous throughout Hong Kong and Southeast Asia, and you might even win Best Actor awards!"

Wang Jin awkwardly cupped his hands in apology.

"Fatty Wang, that's enough. There are no people from your company on the bus, so there's no need to keep rambling on."

"Exactly, someone involved in organized crime can also write screenplays? How is that even possible?"

"Brother Jin, can you really win an award?" Niu Dehua didn't think Wang Jinxiang was bragging, even though the two hadn't interacted much.

But he came from TVB, and as the saying goes, like father, like son, so the son must be quite good!

Without saying a word, Wang Jin took out the script from his briefcase and handed it to the three of them.

Wu Dashuai said, "Wah Jai, your script is unlikely to win any awards, but it's possible that it will usher in a new era for cinema."

The three of them took the script.

I watched it with some skepticism.

Five minutes later.

"Wang Jin, you bastard! If you had pulled out the script back then, I would have filmed it even if you hadn't paid me. Thank goodness, I almost missed out..."

"Wang Jin, you big bastard! Ah Fa was right. When you pulled out the script, did I really have to..."

"General, this script is too damaging to my image! I...I...I'm afraid I won't be able to film it well." Niu Dehua said worriedly, but his eyes were fixed on the script.

"Andy Lau, a movie is a movie. It won't ruin your handsome image after filming."

"If you want to make money and gain fame, then put aside your image and get involved. Otherwise, the road ahead will be difficult, and you'll be filled with anxiety all the way," Wu Dashuai said earnestly to Niu Dehua.

"Andy Lau, the General is right. You can still be handsome after filming!"

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