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Su Liyao was taking the accounting statements with Wu Xiaozu to discuss accommodation, food, transportation and other related expenses.

"Sir Wu——"

Huang Yuetai walked over with a smile, interrupted Su Liyao's voice, pointed to the two figures sitting on chairs in the work area drinking tea not far away, and whispered, "Boss Mai and Aizi Wei from Xinyi City happened to be there too.

The show starts here..."

He calmly and slowly told Wu Xiaozu the whole story.

"Ah Yao, please keep the bill first. Wait until Sister Hua comes back in a few days and ask her to tally it up." Wu Xiaozu handed the report back to Su Liyao, got up and went with Huang Yuetai to greet the big boss in Mecca. Jiang Jiahua and Liang Gaohui were also the parents-in-law.

It is confirmed that he will return to Hong Kong in the near future. This is the best news that Wu Xiaozu has heard these days.

…

"The crew is very standardized..."

Mecca looked around and knew that this crew was very formal and the staff were busy and orderly.

He is a professional from the film department of New York University. He had already made several movies with the crew in Hollywood. After returning to Hong Kong, he also started out as a director. However, he has been an actor and an administrator in these years and rarely takes the initiative to make movies.

The reason for filming "Wind Fortune 30 Million" this time was because Mecca only had the title of producer and director. Da Shuihuang invested money in him, so there was no reason not to take it.

His eyes flicked over and settled on a pile of manuscripts on the table.

Shot scripts and hand-drawn film manuscripts are all available. Every shot and every scene is clearly written.

This reminded him of Mr. Xu who had parted ways. He also liked sketch books. He couldn't help but be a little impressed with the director who had never been masked. The seven-member struggle team of New Art City back then was also so Zhou Xiang.

"Sir Mai, Ah Wei." Huang Yuetai greeted him familiarly, and at the same time turned sideways to make way for Wu Xiaozu.

"This handsome guy is Azu, the director of this play." He turned around and introduced Wu Xiaozu, "I don't need to introduce these two. The bald detective and Luo Hanguo from Xinyi City."

"Boss Mai, Sir Zeng, I have long admired your name!" Wu Xiaozu's face was bright. He looked at the bald Maijia and the short boy Zeng Zhiwei.

Sure enough, that sentence is right. Xinyi City produces weirdos, and the Seven Monsters are indeed weird.

The bald Mecca is smiling, the slender Teddy is the best, the kidney deficiency has four yellow and white eyes, the stone man has a bitter hatred, a replica of Wang Ying Zeng Zhiwei, the whimsical old monster Xu, plus a real man, the seven monsters gather together to have fun...

"The two of us have just finished filming nearby. Seeing that Artest is here, let him help introduce Director Wu." Majia looked deeply and joked to Wu Xiaozu, "Director Wu is young and promising."

"Wow, the two of us are sitting here, and the master is standing? Do you want to usurp the guest like this?" Zeng Zhiwei raised his voice and asked Wu Xiaozu to sit down, "Beautiful boy, you are standing next to me, I am so stressed.

.Sit down now——"

Hong Kong Island Wang Ying is really lustful, but lively and really lively.

"Sir Mai is joking." Wu Xiaozu nodded politely at Zeng Zhiwei.

Nowadays, Xinyi City is like BTA in the Internet era of later generations, with strong strength and high ranking. In comparison, Wu Xiaozu's ranking is far behind.

"Director Wu, did you write this set of shot scripts?"

Makka curled his lips and clicked on the script and storyboards on the table. He looked directly at Wu Xiaozu, "It's been a long time since I've seen such professional storyboards and hand-painted scripts." As a filmmaker with a professional background,

, Mecca really loves professional film talents.

As the boss of Xinyi City, he has not failed to see the hidden dangers in Xinyi City's popularity. But he himself is a vested interest, so naturally he will not give up his interests. He can only choose to dig out new blood and find a way out.

At this time, Xinyi City has long lost its glory of seven people.

Teddy Robin no longer interfered with filming matters and quit management early to focus on playing in his own band. Eric Tsang defected to Sammo Hung's Bao Wo. Xu Keshi's parents-in-law even started their own business and no longer participated in the affairs of New Art City.

The three giants of Mika, Huang Baiming and Ishida are left, but due to interests and ideals, they seem to be in harmony but have their own affairs. Compared with Huang Baiming who likes to cultivate girl groups, Mika is more interested in discovering directors.

During this year's Spring Festival, he was the one who strongly recommended Lam Ling-tung to be the director of "The Best Partner 4: Saving the Chaplain from a Thousand Miles Away". This made Lam Ling-tung famous in one fell swoop.

"This drama was rushed so I didn't have time to make more detailed preparations. It made Sir Mai laugh."

Wu Xiaozu put on a low-key B and smiled slightly.

"Director Wu, you are too modest. There are not many Hong Kong filmmakers who are so professional. I guess the New Wave guys may not be so meticulous."

Majia smiled and praised, and did not continue the topic. It is true that he had some appreciation for Wu Xiaozu, but he was not crazy enough to poach people from other people's production crews.

"Azu, we have the opportunity to work together." Zeng Zhiwei patted Wu Xiaozu's shoulder proudly. Mecca was very cautious, but Zeng Zhiwei was lively and kept to himself.

At this time, he was not the Han Chen who would be used to put incense in the future, raising his hands and making heroic gestures, saying "One general can make thousands of bones dry!", nor was he a big shot in the world of success.

In today's era where big guys are everywhere and there are as many seniors as dogs, he is just a bastard.

In the 1980s and 1990s, there was a train of big bosses standing in front of him. It was not until two years later that Bay Area film producers came to Hong Kong in large numbers and he climbed onto Bay Area's lap, and then he began to rise to prominence.

Zeng Zhiwei is smart, heroic, and familiar. He is a good "player". Therefore, it is easy to make friends. At least Wu Xiaozu does not hate his familiarity now. Of course, it is also easy to speak freely like this.

Offend.

How can a woman gradually increase in size without being penetrated by several people?

How can a man learn to speak well without being slapped a few times?

Overall, this little chubby guy is harmless to humans and animals, and is within the acceptable range.

"After drinking your tea, I'll treat you to a drink another day." Zeng Zhiwei's chest was slapping loudly. It's good to hear such cheap promises in the film industry. Next time I drink, who will pay the bill...

A few people were laughing and chatting, and the crew of "Wind Fortune 30 Million" was almost done. The two of them said hello to Wu Xiaozu and Huang Yuetai, and rushed to the next scene to film.

…

Dragon City Ice Room, restaurant on the first floor.

Louis Koo was sitting in the booth, engrossed in eating and devouring his food, his mouth full of ham and toast, as if he was starving to death.

Looking at him like this, Wu Xiaozu believed that he really didn't have the energy to plow the land. Those three young and Dangerous guys had killed the wrong person.

"Coke? Coffee?"

"Ha Fei..." Gu Tianle hummed without raising his head, his yellow hair resting on his eyebrows, making it difficult to see his face.

Wu Xiaozu took a Coke and placed it on the table, and sat down opposite him. He took a straw and put it in, pushing it in front of Louis Koo, "You are young, drink less coffee. Drink Coke instead!"

"Gulong..."

Louis Koo rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Coke is more harmful than coffee! Do you think I haven't studied?" He blew his bangs on his forehead and glanced sideways at the price list on the wall.

Iced coffee—5.5HK$

Coke—1.5 HK$

Wu Xiaozu held a cigarette in his mouth and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. The moment Louis Koo put down his chopsticks, the sound also stopped.

"Want to start work?"

Louis Koo nodded and answered honestly, "I don't want to study, and I don't want to go back to the house to collect my father's money. I don't want to be hungry."

"Can you swipe the dishes?"

"ah?"

Wu Xiaozu's eyes moved to the dinner plate.

"meeting-"

"Do you have the kitchen dishes for yourself?" Wu Xiaozu popped out a cigarette, caught it firmly in his mouth, and smiled at Louis Koo.

"clatter--"

Louis Koo very wisely took out a lighter and helped him light it.

Looking at Gu Zai walking into the kitchen, Wu Xiaozu took a cigarette, pinched it from his mouth, and glanced at it.

Not lit!

"Smelly boy——" Wu Xiaozu curled his lips and cursed. He folded the cigarette, threw it into the wastebasket, and turned around to go upstairs.

On the table, a pack of cigarettes was placed steadily. When the wind blew, several hundred Hong Kong dollar corners were blown up...
Chapter completed!