Chapter 3 Talking about hobbies
Facing this uncle, who was a friend of his deceased father, Xu Ziming would definitely not fool him, but he would not get out of it all, smiling wryly.
"Uncle Lei, Kowloon Bus is indeed a trip to troubled waters, especially behind the bubble economy now, I don't know how much risk it will encounter, invest in advance, I just hope that Kowloon Bus can better deal with the risk. Compared with these, in fact, the most important thing is the development prospect of Kowloon Motor Bus. ”
"Oh, you kid finally started to tell the truth", Lei Juekun pinched the cigarette in his hand, stared at Xu Ziming with a smile and quipped.
"Uncle Lei, to be honest, I actually prefer the entertainment industry." Xu Ziming expressed what he thought in his heart.
"Why, you still want to get involved in the entertainment industry, although Hong Kong's film and television industry is thriving now, not everyone can make money. It's okay for you to play with stocks, but it's really a little less fun to play entertainment. Lei Juekun also knew that he couldn't blindly let this nephew be too inflated, so as not to lose his correct cognition.
"Uncle Lei, although I really don't understand the entertainment industry in Hong Kong, I believe that everything is difficult at the beginning, but with determination and perseverance, there will always be a chance to succeed. ”
In his previous life, Xu Ziming really didn't know much about entertainment, and the level of playing stocks was only half a bucket of water, but he still knew a little about the prosperity of the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the eighties and nineties.
Lei Juekun finished a cigarette, stood up and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and replied indifferently: "This entertainment industry is like a big cake, we may be lucky enough to share the cake, but the unevenness of the distribution is still a problem, the key is how many people share this cake, and how many people can't share it every year." ”
Lei Juekun's words have a profound meaning, and Xu Ziming's mind can't help but think of the new art city, which has been prominent in Hong Kong for ten years, forcing Golden Harvest Pictures and Shaw Brothers Pictures to fight back, and finally announced its dissolution due to a conflict of interest, which is both regrettable and hateful.
Xu Ziming also tentatively asked some things about the theater chain many times, but Lei Juekun didn't say anything, but Xu Ziming vaguely felt that this year's new art city seemed to be born. Lei Juekun and Xu Ziming not only talked about business, but also talked about family affairs.
"Ziming, Uncle Lei, I will merge my theaters into the Golden Princess Cinema Line next week, and a feast will be held at the Carlton Hotel at that time, you have to come. Lei Juekun added: "Ziming, do you still have an impression of Shimeng?"
Xu Ziming's mind was recalling quickly, and suddenly the image of a ghost girl called Brother Ziming every day came to mind, and when he thought of this, Xu Ziming couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Lei Shimeng is Lei Juekun's youngest daughter, and when she was a child, the two were often playmates with each other, and Xu Ziming was often good in front of people and bad in the back. As soon as he provoked her, he bit his own hand.
But these impressions are only four years ago, Lei Shimeng has not had much contact after studying in the United States, presumably he should come back from studying abroad, I don't know if it is still not the same rude appearance as before.
"Why don't you have an impression, Uncle Lei, I still have the tooth marks I want," Xu Ziming teased.
"Haha" Lei Juekun also smiled without saying a word, and his impression of Xu Ziming in his heart was good again.
Out of the Kowloon Motor Bus Holdings Group, seeing that the night was thick, Xu Ziming really felt too tired. Zhang Bing, who was driving, took leave and went home, he had to drive himself these days, and Xu Ziming in the car was hungry and tired.
"Uncle, please take two baskets of steamed dumplings", Xu Ziming parked the car aside and began to eat the delicious food of the stall.
"Have you read today's newspaper, Lao Zhan, I really didn't expect that the children of wealthy families are amazing, and they have made hundreds of millions in just a few months, and your advertising company's annual profit is less than a fraction of others. Cai Lan, who is also a fourth-generation talent in Xiangjiang, said sarcastically.
"Why, you, the god of food in Xiangjiang, came here today to taste delicious food, specifically to see my jokes. Huang Zhan only sighed secretly, if she had that ability, how could Lin Yanni not fall in love with herself.
Xu Ziming, who was sitting on the side eating steamed dumplings, inadvertently remembered the conversation between the two, but when he glanced back, he also felt rusty and unimpressed.
"Lao Cai, I am also convinced of your taste, you are still the famous god of food in Xiangjiang, although this steamed dumpling tastes good, it is not worth your special place to eat. ”
Huang Zhan's complaint did not wake up Cai Lan, who was enjoying the delicious food, but Xu Ziming, who was interested in the listener, was taken aback in his heart.
The words "Xiangjiang God of Food" flashed quickly in Xu Ziming's mind, and there is no doubt that Xu Ziming has come up with the answer in his heart, these two people should be Huang Zhan and Cai Lan, the four talents of Xiangjiang.
Xu Ziming hesitated in his heart, wondering whether he should make friends with the two, after all, the two are very famous in the entertainment industry.
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Cai, you two are good", still survived the stubbornness in his heart, Xu Ziming greeted the two bigwigs in the entertainment industry very politely and politely.
Xu Ziming was afraid that he would call the names of the two wrong, but the Xiangjiang God of Food must be the one who ate steamed dumplings seriously, after all, the expression on his face made people feel like they were eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"Who is this little friend?" Huang Zhan was a little stunned in the face of the sudden young man, but quickly asked politely.
"Mr. Huang, hello, I am Xu Ziming, a person who admires you very much. Xu Ziming didn't know how to speak, so he could only make it up casually, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.
"Xu Xiaoyou, I feel that you are very familiar, are you my music fan. Huang Zhan seemed to be joking and looked forward to it seriously, his arranging ability was indeed praised, and Huang Zhan really thought that Xu Ziming was his music fan.
"Poof!" Cai Lan, who was silent at this time, finally couldn't help laughing wildly, and casually threw the newspaper on the table in the direction of Huang Zhan, "You can take a good look at the newspaper yourself." ”
Huang Zhan picked up the newspaper speechlessly, and said to Cai Lan in annoyance: "Dead old Cai, laughing all day long, I can't scare you to death." ”
Huang Zhan was puzzled by Cai Lan's smile, so he couldn't help but look at the newspaper.
Xu Ziming, why is there a Xu Ziming in the newspaper. At this time, Huang Zhan's heart was a little surprised, and then he shook his head again, maybe Xu Xiaoyou and the name of this wealthy kid in the newspaper were heavy, and he swept it at a glance.
Huang Zhan didn't spend too much time on the text, he looked directly at the pictures in the newspaper, and then looked at Xu Ziming in front of him carefully, his eyes were bone-boned, and Xu Ziming's heart was very nervous.
I was in a mouth, maybe Huang Zhan was a little excited at this time, and a little confused, and more embarrassed. Cai Lan was also worried about the complicated emotional changes on Huang Zhan's face, and hurriedly spoke: "Xu Xiaoyou, it is really embarrassing that the Wharf business war alone obtained hundreds of millions. ”
Xu Ziming breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that the two gentlemen were unhappy, but it turned out that Huang Zhan and Cai Lan knew their identities.
After calming down, Xu Ziming laughed at himself: "What's the matter, the younger generation just stepped on the shit luck, and his luck was much better than others, so he could get a piece of the pie in the hands of the charter boat king and Li Chaoren." Compared to me, Mr. Cai is a famous food god in Hong Kong, and Mr. Huang has made great contributions to composing, and both of you are well-deserved giants in the entertainment industry. I like Mr. Huang's composition very much, and naturally I am a fan of Mr. Huang."
Although Xu Ziming's words are known to be sycophants, they are very enjoyable for people.
"Hmph, it seems that Xu Xiaoyou likes my composition very much", Xu Ziming's words made the embarrassed Huang Zhan's face much better, and at the same time, he had such a modest attitude towards the children of wealthy families, and his good impression was doubled, and he immediately took advantage of the situation to go downhill.
"Yes, Mr. Huang, the juniors really hope to have the opportunity to discuss the arrangement with you, although there are many lyrics and songs in Xiangjiang, but the juniors really like Mr. Huang's lyrics and songs. "Xu Ziming is honest and sincere, this is a fact, and he is full of admiration for Huang Zhan in his heart.
"It's easy to say, I must discuss it with Xu Xiaoyou if I have the opportunity. The more they chatted, the happier they became, and they really hated each other, only to see the last one say: "Go to the rich, we won't get drunk and don't return."
It seems that Cai Lan, the god of food, deserves to be the god of food, and his appetite is so strong. Xu Ziming secretly shouted joy, this is really a good opportunity to deepen the relationship between them.
immediately added: "The younger generation of the rich man has a treat, everyone must play without getting drunk and not returning." ”