[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site " ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Chen Bisong in Hong Kong should only be regarded as a second-rate artist, compared to the popular big names are still not enough, but because of the factor of young age here, the future development is limitless, if you have the opportunity to shoot a good film, it is very likely to be popular.

It's just that in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, she is still the master of the underworld, and it is too difficult for female artists to become popular through normal channels. In fact, not only Hong Kong, but also Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and many parts of Southeast Asia, the inside story of the entertainment industry is quite complicated, and many things you see cannot reflect the truth of reality.

In fact, the domestic entertainment industry is not clean, and there is no need to say anything about the well-known thing of lip-syncing, just watching those directors and the heroines in the play separate and combined, performing scene after scene of fake plays, you can know how complicated the entanglements are, as for the unspoken rules, Fan Wuxian believes that they must exist.

The director is also an ordinary person, seeing the actresses dangling in front of him all day long, he is not moved to be a ghost, unless he is really ed. Of course, it is not excluded that the director is a woman, but when a female director also has unspoken rules for actors, of course, this is just a rumor, and the specific truth needs to be further discovered.

"How much are you paid now?" Fan Wuxian poured himself another glass of wine, and ate and drank the snails while asking Chen Bisong.

"A TV series episode is 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, and movies are generally 800,000 Hong Kong dollars." After Chen Bisong answered Fan Wuxian's question, he asked with a chuckle. "What, you're willing to double my salary? In that case, I can consider leaving Huacheng and developing on your New Silk Road. ”

"If it's a ten-year contract, I can agree to it right away." Fan Wu was not ambiguous when he fell ill, and immediately offered his own price.

Ten years? Chen Bisong shook his head, thinking that his most youthful years were only ten years. Do you have to sell it to this big boy in front of you? However, he has been targeted by that Cheng Kun, and he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep well when he returns to Hong Kong. Where is the desire for development? It's better to stay in the mainland, at least the current salary seems to be relatively high!

However, Chen Bisong doesn't know much about Fan Wuxi, a new Silk Road entertainment company, and doesn't know whether they have the ability to shoot blockbusters with their strength and background, and it is difficult to say about the TV series, but I have heard of it. They have always aimed to enter the music scene, and most of their local artists are singers, how could they suddenly be interested in film and television dramas?

Chen Bisong then asked Fan Wuxian this question.

"It's a bit more complicated to say." Fan Wuxian scratched his hair, not knowing how to speak.

After all, it is too surprising to say that the Americans are buying satellites, and with Chen Bisong's knowledge, he may not be able to accept that there is a very big rich man sitting in front of him, and you must know that the Asia Satellite Company has waited for more than six years to prepare for an Asia Satellite No. 1. Buying a satellite by yourself is decided with a pat on the head, and the gap is too big.

But since Chen Bisong asked, he was embarrassed to lie to her, so he picked up some irrelevant things and told her, "Actually, I want to get involved in film and television drama production and the music industry, mainly because it will be the middle of next year." I may already have the resources for satellite broadcasting, and there will be many TV stations that will come to rent this satellite service, so instead of cheapening others, I should slowly start doing it myself. ”

Satellite resources?! In Chen Bisong's eyes, the image of Di Fan without disease suddenly became taller.

Satellite resources are amazing! How much effort has the Li family made in Hong Kong to engage in satellite TV? How much effort did it take? It's only been a little over a year now, and even if it's not able to grow its business aggressively due to the constraints of the other three cable outlets, it's worth the ticket price, let alone it. News Corp.'s Murdoch has always been very interested in the Lee family's satellite television. Recently, there has been more intention to acquire.

As Chen Bisong, who is a gangster in the entertainment industry, he still knows more about these situations. It's just that this level is a bit too high, and she just listens to those big names in the circle casually mention it when chatting.

But in any case, if Fan Wuxi can master satellite resources, it is very simple to influence the operation of some TV stations, not to mention, it seems that Fan Wuxi has a relatively large private influence in the mainland.

However, Chen Bisong, who was moved, was still a little worried, "I signed a two-year contract with Huacheng, and it is still a few months away from expiration, and I also talked about renewing the contract earlier, I am afraid that this matter is not easy to handle." ”

"It's easy to do." Fan Wuxian laughed, "Isn't it just an entertainment company, I'll come forward to find someone to get it done." Unless they don't want to mix in Hong Kong, they have to agree, don't think that they can threaten artists unscrupulously with the support of the underworld, and when they wait until 97, the first thing to hit is their scum! ”

"Our boss is not bad, at least he knows how to maintain his company's artists." Chen Bisong argued.

"The world is as black as a crow, and it is estimated that it is not yet time to hack you." Fan Wuxian reprimanded irresponsibly.

"And is your crow white or black?" Chen Bisong's mind was still spinning very quickly, and he immediately used Fan Wuxian's words to defeat him.

Belch? Fan Wuxian didn't think about this problem, and when he heard Chen Bisong say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Naturally, it's also relatively dark, if the heart is not black, there will definitely be no one to chase it, if the boss is not black, the business will definitely blow, if the leader is not black, hehe, it will not be the way it is now." ”

Chen Bisong thought for a while and asked, "How are you going to talk to our company?" ”

"I don't need to be personally involved in such a trivial matter, do I?" Fan Wuxian had a full stomach, lazily kao on the sofa, and lifted Erlang's legs, "I also have friends in Hong Kong, just ask them to say hello." If the other party doesn't buy it. Then I don't need to talk to them. ”

"What if you don't talk about it? They have a contract - "Chen Bisong said that of course you are not in a hurry, but the two-year contract I signed with the company has not expired, if people come up with the contract to sue me, it will definitely lose money, maybe you will get into a prison lawsuit, and most importantly, the matter of not abiding by the contract is very serious for the artist. If you set this precedent, few people will be willing to use you to film in the future. There is no integrity!

Fan Wuxi waved his hand coolly, "It's not that serious, at most I'll spend two dollars to go to the United States to hire a few killers, click, it's a hundred, and I guarantee that there will be no trouble." ”

Of course, Chen Bisong didn't think Fan Wuxian was serious when he said this. He rolled his eyelids and said to him, "Were you filming the underworld at that time?" As for international killers, the Hong Kong police are very effective in cracking down on criminal offenses! Put away your unrealistic thoughts! ”

"Cut! You don't know it! Fan Wuxian also drank a little too much, and said with some sneer, "I watched too many TVB TV series!" Of course, you don't know that less than 3 percent of all crimes in Hong Kong can be solved, even if they are 3 percent. It's hard to say how many things are not blind cats running into dead rats, or finding someone to take the blame! Do you really think that the so-called Royal Hong Kong Police are all wise and powerful, and Kao can convince criminals with a small revolver? ”

Three percent? Not really! Chen Bisong obviously didn't know this specific number, and was stunned.

In fact, the Hong Kong police claim that the detection rate is 25 percent. This number is obviously very watery, and the one-quarter crime solving rate is almost like talking nonsense with their eyes open, and many headless public cases are automatically ignored by them. As for the three percent that Fan Wuxi said, it was quietly revealed by insiders before. Therefore, although Fan Wuxian has a lot of time, he is reluctant to go to Hong Kong, at least before the return of 97, he is still unwilling to go.

Under the control of the British government in Hong Kong, the collusion between the police and the triad was quite serious, and many associations, that is, triad groups, were turned a blind eye to the firefight. Even normal cases of social conflict. They are also often left unresolved, and many cases are not even recorded in the archives. The 25 percent detection rate is a public-facing figure that has been exaggerated many times over, without any actual reference value.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, tomorrow I will send a note to your company, just say that I will leave your local people, and I promise that they will not dare to put a fart." Fan Wuxi said very confidently to Chen Bisong, who was a little dazed.

However, it seems that Chen Bisong can't support it anymore, and the alcohol has spread, and she actually fell asleep on the sofa.

"Oh, the power of this wine is quite powerful." Fan Wuxian took the wine bottle and looked at it, shook his head, and felt that his head was also a little dizzy.

But then, he was a little hesitant, he couldn't let Chen Bisong lie on the sofa to sleep, you must know that although this place is relatively soft, it is not conducive to recovering from physical fatigue, so he planned to carry Chen Bisong back to the room.

Chen Bisong is very tall, with a look of 1.7 meters, if he wears high heels, he can basically be compared with Fan Wuxian now, of course, in a few years, Fan Wuxian will definitely grow to about 1.78 meters.

Fan Wuxi hugged Chen Bisong from the sofa, feeling that her body was very soft and very comfortable to hold, although she was one meter seven, but her weight was about to be one hundred pounds, Fan Wuxian couldn't help but pout, and said in his heart that he didn't know how these people's figures grew.

Looking down and sniffing, a faint body fragrance accompanied by the fragrance of Mucelles penetrated deeply into Fan Wuxie's nostrils, and the aroma mixed made Fan Wuxian feel a little drunk.

Wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk, and people are not charming and self-obsessed, Fan Wuxi shook his head, carried Chen Bisong into the bedroom, put down the big bed, and then helped her remove her shoes, and then unceremoniously stripped off her coat, leaving only close-fitting underwear and petticoats, and then pulled a thin quilt to cover her.

"Well, I drank too much tonight." Fan Wuxi burped, shook his head vigorously, felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell beside Chen Bisong, pulling the corner of the quilt. I fell asleep like that.

After a moment, Chen Bisong opened his eyes, glanced at Fan Wuxi, who was lying next to him sleeping like a dead pig, wrinkled his little nose slightly, turned his head sideways, supported his body with his arms, and looked at him seriously for a while. He sighed and covered him with a quilt. I went to the next room.

Fan Wuxian slept in the dark, and he was woken up by a violent knock on the door.

"Who? Early in the morning, start reporting the funeral?! Fan Wuxi rubbed his eyelids, feeling that the wine from last night had not completely dissipated, he held his somewhat confused head, found his shoes, put them on, and walked out lazily, walking through the living room. When the gate was opened, there were three policemen standing outside.

At this time, the policemen were still wearing **-style public security uniforms, and the olive green uniforms made Fan Wuxian think that he had met migrant workers, and it took him a long time to react, and the police came to the door.

"Who are you looking for?" Fan Wuxian asked as he stopped the door.

He felt very strange in his heart, how could there be police in such a high-end hotel? Is something wrong? But what does it have to do with yourself?

"Police rounds, you cooperate." A policeman said unceremoniously to Fan Wuxi.

"Rounds? What kind of room to check?! Fan Wuxian was stunned for a moment. I really want to come out to mess around for so many years, but I haven't encountered anything like this, how can the police check the presidential suite?

However, the police didn't give Fan Wuxian time to think, and directly crossed Fan Wuxian to break inside.

Something is wrong! Fan Wuxian's head cleared up a little, stopped the policeman, and asked. "This is a high-end hotel, you dare to break into it casually, what do you want to do?! I suspect you guys are fake cops! Take the papers out and let me check them?! ”

"Check a ball! I'll cuff you first! "There was a policeman who was more angry, and when he saw that Fan Wuxian didn't cooperate, he immediately became angry, and when he came up, he threw out a pair of handcuffs, and reached out to grab Fan Wuxi's wrist.

Fan Wuzhi was also annoyed, Lao Tzu slept well in the room, you came to harass him, what kind of heart did An?

Seeing that this policeman actually wanted to come over and handcuff himself. Fan Wuxian is more atmospheric. If you don't report any way to your origins, you dare to come to the door and handcuff people. Isn't this brutal law enforcement? Maybe there are no law enforcement procedures! If you change to a soft persimmon, you can endure it, but who is Fan Wuxi? I hit the police at the age of three, and I am even more bullish at this time, how can I put three policemen in my eyes?

So Fan Wuxian shook his wrist, wrapped around the arm of the policeman who was going to cuff him, and pulled him over, but with the other hand, he pulled his handcuffs over, and directly handcuffed his right hand to the metal handle of the gate.

"How dare you call yourself a police officer? I suspect you guys are fake cops! Now bring out your ID and law enforcement card, or I'm welcome! Fan Wuxian stopped another policeman who was about to rush in, and admonished sternly.

A policeman was handcuffed and was using his left hand to find the key in his pocket, but because the key was in his right trouser pocket, it was inconvenient to pick it up with his left hand, and he couldn't get it out. And one of the two outside is about to rush inside, and the other has not yet reacted and is in a daze.

After they realized that Fan Wuxian had actually handcuffed a colleague, two people rushed up at the same time, wanting to subdue Fan Wuxi.

It's a pity that they laughed too much at Fan Wuxi's skills, it was okay not to move, and when they moved, they gave Fan Wuxian an excuse to clean them up.

“kao！ Pretending to be a police officer and daring to beat someone! It's the other way around-" Fan Wuxian shouted as he moved quickly, holding his left hand and pulling his right hand, he led the two policemen together, and the two heads collided together, and he was immediately dizzy.

At this moment, Fan Wuxian was not polite, and the handcuffs were found from their bodies, plus the policeman who was handcuffed to the door before, directly handcuffed the ankles and wrists of the three people in one place, and the three pairs of handcuffs just connected them into a ring, let alone running, they couldn't move.

Then Fan Wuxi searched out the key to the handcuffs, walked directly into the room, and prepared to flush it to the toilet in the bathroom.

"Dare to get along with me? Isn't that embarrassing for yourself! Fan Wuxian pushed the door of the bathroom, but there was a rattling shower sound inside, his eyes were so good, and he suddenly saw Chen Bisong who was taking a shower under the sprinkler.

"Ahh

Fan Wuxi hurriedly retreated, closed the door with his hand, and recalled that the ground in front of him was white and greasy, Fan Wuxian said in his heart, why is the sound insulation in this room so good? ! I can't hear such a loud sound of water, isn't this an inducement to commit a crime!! ~！ [To quickly find this site, please search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network]