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Under the moonlight, the night is dark.

A red rooster suddenly accelerated and sped past.

In the rearview mirror, a pair of eyes are looking at a red MR2 sports car parked on the mountainside.

Ordinary disco car ordinary shake,

Ordinary souls are in ordinary out-of-body situations, in ordinary moves, ordinary high-speed ......

The song that was shaken out led by the high-pitched singing and moaning tune was particularly enchanting.

It's a rock song, full of passion, rhythm and rage.

It is also a ballad, full of narrative details and depictions.

The vehicle is a cover-up, but it can't hide each other's enthusiasm and heart-to-heart imprint.

That's right, heart to heart is close to heart, heart to heart. Wang Zuyuan has a heart-to-heart flat-chested talent.

Gu Dao sews thin horses, sucks yang and sucks down, and hot intestines are licking their teeth!

…

Outside the car window, it was hazy and dim, and the moon clip hid a little shyness, hiding behind the clouds, the wind swayed, the floodgates opened, and Yuehua was unwilling to sprinkle the earth like a flood.

Wu Xiaozu was lying in the seat, and there was a strong dissatisfaction with the space of the sports car.

Under the moonlight, Wang Xianxian is really like a demon, and the equipment is not complete today, I really want to know that Wang Xianxian is wrapped in a light gauze and a thin curtain, and if Nie Xiaoqian is used to face the battle, I don't know if there will be a few different flavors.

"My brother said he wanted to talk to you about the movie......"

"Talk to me about movies?"

“…… That ......"

Wang Zuamaran was draped in a men's shirt, and it was difficult to hide her enchantment at a glance.

Unbutton your shirt to your chest.

Long hair hangs down the shoulders.

Long black hair and snow-white skin complement beautifully.

Rouyi lightly pipped the cigarette and placed it between the red-lipped rabbit teeth. With a worried and delicate little apprehension on his face, he stopped talking, looked like he had made a mistake, and explained in a low voice.

"I ...... I...... I'm on the set looking at the love letters you wrote to me...... Then...... At the time......"

"You showed Zhang Guoxuan the love letter I wrote to you?" Wu Xiaozu's voice trembled slightly. My mind turned and my emotions began to brew.

"I didn't mean to...... He is really nice, and he especially likes the story you wrote to me. I don't have anything to do with him,......" Wang Zuyuan explained in a panic, for fear of causing Wu Xiaozu to misunderstand.

Looking at the flustered Wang Zuyuan, Wu Xiaozu straightened his waist.

Of course you won't have anything with your brother.

Wu Xiaozu's eyes were stunned at first, then his pupils shrank, showing disappointment, and then his eyelids drooped, revealing a stiff forced smile.

In Wang Zuyuan's eyes, Wu Xiao's ancestor was stunned, then disappointed, and finally revealed a touching sadness.

The emotions are both rich and progressive, full of layers of performance.

In just a few seconds, Wu Xiaozu showed delicate methodological performance skills

"No, I can give you everything you have, if you want...... You can ...... everything about me."

As soon as Wu Xiaozu's words fell, Wang Zuyuan suddenly kissed his mouth, and his waist twisted actively.

Wu Xiaozu was thinking about Wang Zuyuan's words in his heart, and he was thinking about Zhang Guolu's purpose.

……

Island Regency Hotel, Hong Kong.

Moonlight shines through the tulle in front of the window and spills into the house.

The white tender feet picked up the slippers and gently stirred them.

The legs are lightly folded, and the bathrobe covers the base of the legs, which is difficult to hide the bumpy figure.

Childlike.

It is full of enchantment and pity. The chin is pointed, full of fox.

She has a typical little three-fox face that is ready to move when a man looks at it and a woman is ready to move when she looks at it. But in fact, she is only 18 and a half years old, just a girl who has just come of age.

"Best Director?"

"Wang Zu Amaran?"

Biting his red lips with his teeth, he held the remote control in his hand and stared at the rebroadcast of the Academy Awards on the TV.

"I'll be sure to surprise you. "The heart of the youthful rhythm is full of the rebellious thoughts of the middle two.

At the age of 13, she was poured soup dumplings by that bastard.

She thinks no one can compare to her feelings for him. Now suddenly a Taiwanese sister comes to "third party intervention", it doesn't matter if she doesn't know in Australia, now she knows......

"I want a stupid big man with no breasts......"

Wang Xianxian is an ordinary person with an average face and an average figure in her mouth. It's just that the identity of the star seems to be brighter than her.

"I don't believe it!" snorted, and took the TVB Hong Kong sister registration form in his hand.

Wu Xiaozu would never know that his body still has a 13-year-old fracture debt waiting for him to repay.

Otherwise, he really has the heart to commit suicide, and he can do it at the age of 13.

Fortunately, he doesn't have a so-called Lori daughter or a diva wife or anything like that. Otherwise...... He is his dad who broke into the entertainment industry alone.

……

Fu Ji Tea House.

The second floor is brightly lit.

"Best Director at the Academy Awards, two actors, is it enough?"

Xiang Sheng poured tea himself, and glanced at the two "film company bosses" in front of him with a chuckle.

Le'an Film Company, Shanghai Aberdeen Guo Yongming, looks like Sven, wears a gray suit, dry and thin. It seems that there are more stockbrokers than water house bosses. It seems that Shanghainese people always like to use "Ming" as a name.

Haofa Film Company, Scar Quan Guo Canquan, Sanyi people. Looks ordinary, and seems to reveal the shrewdness of a businessman.

If it weren't for a scar hanging from the corner of his eye, he would look like a factory owner in Kwun Tong or a hawker at the Causeway Bay Night Market.

"Ten million isn't too high, is it?"

Xiang Sheng said casually and casually, and pushed the teacup in front of the two of them, "Before doing business, you can be careful." But when the business is confirmed, it is natural to start and fall. I don't know the two?"

"Ten million is really not high, I don't know ...... this money"

Aberdeen picked up the teacup, took a sip, paused and continued to chuckle, "Who's going to wash it?"

"Yes, the profit from our movies is one thing, and the most important thing is that the money can be cleaned. Guo Canquan asked, "I don't know, Xiang Sheng, how are you going to launder this money?"

"Borrowing money pays attention to nine out of thirteen, and the financial money laundering market is three or seven points. I'm fair on my side. How about this?" Xiang Sheng dipped his hand in tea and scratched on the table, "Four-six, I'll take sixty percent and give you forty percent." ”

That's right, the bulk of money laundering is obtained through money laundering channels, and the real money launderers only account for a small head. Three or seven points is already a fair price, not to mention four or six? Aberdeen and Scar Quan glanced at each other and nodded towards Xiang Sheng.

"Okay, Xiang Sheng, we agree to cooperate. ”

Xiang Sheng said to Wu Xiaozu that the money for the movie he cooperated with was absolutely clean. Wu Xiaozu doesn't believe this kind of thing, and Xiang Sheng won't take it as a true thing.

The money in the Hong Kong Island film industry, who knows how much of it is the black money of the association?

As the saying goes.

Shell out a hundred dollars for the same one, do you know which one is tall and which one is vulgar?

In the money society of Hong Kong Island, money enslaves the backbone of many people.

Then many people would rather make their backbones into sheep and scorpions for foreigners, rather than pick them up and stand tall and be human. Otherwise, those doglegs that the future generations will take?

In comparison, although these societies are urinals, they are not much cleaner than zz.

In this case, Wu Xiaozu also has his own coping strategy. He doesn't tie himself to anyone.

He can be a Lingxiao flower, but he won't always be a grasshopper on a rope.

This night, because of the Academy Awards, many people fell into insomnia.

In the Repulse Bay villa, a thirty-year-old woman shook a red wine glass and looked at the handsome man who exuded hormones in the room, smiling at the corner of her mouth.

Every filmmaker and every film company has re-examined Wu Xiaozu.