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Fan Wu Lao Street, Vietnam.

Several Chinese faces were used to being worn by them. As soon as they left, several policemen also came to continue interrogating. Then, without waiting for the police to leave, a group of Vietnamese also asked one by one.

Many vendors quickly packed up their stalls and prepared to leave.

Anyone can see the clue. It’s obvious that black and white are coming out together to slaughter people, and no one wants to get into trouble for no reason.

“Ah~~”

In the alley, a man was surrounded by several Chinese people and beaten up. The beaten man protected his head and shouted.

The crowds separated.

Awei held a bowl of ice noodles and kicked the guy holding his head casually while eating.

"Snake Head Ying, today I can't tell you how ugly you are, you can't pass the barrier... We and Sheng Baibai came from Hong Kong Island. Do you really think we can hide the cat with you?"

"Brother Wei, I really don't know anything! I don't even know who you are looking for... What do you want me to say?" The swollen snakehead Ying cried and begged for mercy, "I beg you to let me go, I really don't know anything..." Suddenly, Yu Guang saw several policemen, he was happy in his eyes and quickly wanted to ask for help-

But, he saw a young and dandy guy running over here, whispering to the other party a few times, and nodding and leaving... Before leaving, he glanced at him.

???

Snake-headed Ying was so scared.

Damn it!

What's the situation??Black and white teamed up to eat me???

"Don't be lucky. Do you really think we are coming to Vietnam alone? The top has already said hello. We and Sheng are just running errands... You have no explanation for this matter..." A Wei squatted down with ice powder, smiled, and patted the other person's face, "I guess the top doesn't mind some blood."

"There was indeed a group of Filipinos a few days ago..."

"Filipino?" Ah Wei looked at him.

"They had a pattern of local gangsters in the Philippines on their wrists. I had contacted them when I was doing business in the Philippines before." Snake Head Ying said quickly: "I have no interaction with them. This time I helped them find a car to help pull people..."

"How do you make sure it's related to this?"

“There is a smell of men’s cologne in the car…”

The few people in front of him didn't understand, and Snake Head Ying said helplessly: "It's such a hot day, no one will spray any cologne except ghosts and tourists in Ho Chi Minh City. I also saw those successful people using it when I was mingling in Hong Kong Island. Since you are so disturbing, I think you should be a successful person..."

"I know what those people are called?"

"I just knew a person had a scar on his face..."

...

"Scar?"

All the information collected below was reported to Li Licheng, who was sitting in a herbal tea shop in Vietnam.

There was a circle of photos in front of me, and there was a scar man inside.

"Let him identify it, is it a failure?" Fei Cheng wiped the sweat on his face with a handkerchief, and sneered, "Fuck, I'm so brave! Come to the Vietnamese hijackers to film!!!"

Through different channels, it has been basically confirmed who hijacked Liang Jiahui to film.

The other party is in the Philippines at this time.

"Call people to the Philippines."

Fei Cheng picked up the phone and called back to Hong Kong Island.

…

At the Peninsula Hotel, classical music is played in the magnificent hall, and tea-drinking guests are occasionally shuttled between the lobbies.

Several Taiwanese guests walked in one after another, and there were waiters next to them to help push their luggage. From time to time, guests looked at them.

"Brother Chang, Sister Qin, Brother Yong, Lao Hou, Miss Zhu, Guofu, Nian Zhen..."

Seeing Yang Dechang, Cai Qin and his wife, Chen Songyong, Hou Xiaoxian, Zhu Tianwen, Chen Guofu, Wu Nianzhen, Wu Xiaozu led Li Jinwen, and Luo Dong came to greet him with a smile.

"Thank you for helping me." Wu Xiaozu thanked him all over his face.

This time, the Academy Awards were in a grand manner, and many filmmakers in Wanwan were hesitant and worried. At this time, being able to come to support Wu Xiaozu is already very supportive.

"Why are you polite? Everyone is doing Chinese-language movies. Right is right, wrong is wrong. Do you have to hide it? Last time the Golden Horse Awards, was it right?" Yang Dechang narrowed his eyes, still sharp.

"That's right, you are obviously using the boss to promote newcomers, and you really think that no one can see you?" Chen Guofu also agreed.

"I'm very happy if you can come."

Wu Xiaozu smiled and hugged each other.

If these people come to support them, they can basically block the mouths of some Wanwan filmmakers.

At least at this stage, Yang Dechang and Hou Xiaoxian's group can basically represent the new film power of Wanwan. If they come to the Golden Horse Awards, then the Chinese language ceremony in the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three regions will be even more worthy.

Who can say that "Sad City" is not a Wanwan movie?

"To be honest, I feel ashamed to see you Hong Kong filmmakers running for the Academy Awards together. The Golden Horse Awards still cannot escape political intervention..."

Yang Dechang said seriously: "No matter whether it is a golden horse or not, it has proved your mind to help Chinese-language movies. In this regard, Wanwan filmmakers are ashamed of themselves."

"In fact, it's all Wu Sheng's credit..." Li Jinwen said with a smile.

"The credit for everyone working hard together." Wu Xiaozu waved his hand quickly, but his smile was particularly bright.

Of course, this kind of thing must be understood and not be made public.

"A lot of people are coming from the mainland this time? Mr. Xie Jin is here too?" Hou Xiaoxian took the initiative to ask Luo Dong, who was accompanying him.

Although Xie Jin's movies are not popular in Wanwan, as a film worker, he still maintains the due respect for such Chinese-language seniors. The other party has indeed earned a lot of glory for Chinese-language movies in the international film industry before.

Especially when "The City of Sadness" won the award in Venice, Mr. Xie gave great help! Without Mr. Xie, even Wu Xiaozu would have gone public relations everywhere, it would have been so smooth.

At this point, the Chinese-language filmmakers who started to contact major film festivals at this time were relatively united in major film festivals, and were far from comparable to later generations...

"Director Xie hasn't come yet." Luo Dong was still taciturn.

"Director Xie has been here for a few days, and he is also a member of the jury this time. At the same time, there are about a dozen filmmakers from the mainland." Li Jinwen smiled and answered, and then took the initiative to speak: "The banquet is prepared upstairs, go have some meal first, let's talk while eating..."

"Okay, I'm just hungry."

The group walked towards the elevator with a smile.

Suddenly, Brother Wu Xiaozu rang and he picked it up.

"I see."

"What's wrong?" Yang Dechang looked at Wu Xiaozu curiously.

Wu Xiaozu looked at Yang Dechang, a good tool in front of him, frowned and sighed, "I think I need to tell you about some things. After all, this involves some colleagues in Wanwan..."
Chapter completed!