A lounge in the Guardian Security Training Base is simply furnished, with a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and two chairs, and that's it.

A person sat quietly at the desk and buried his head in writing, only to see him frowning slightly, sometimes closing his eyes and meditating, and sometimes writing hard.

There is also a thick manuscript in the upper left corner of the desk, and if you walk in and look at it, you will see that the cover of the thick manuscript has four big characters written on it.

This person who is alone in this seemingly empty room is our protagonist Makujo.

The movie was already on track, and the media outside was also in a hurry, so he went to the guard base alone to avoid the disturbance of those media reporters.

The guards are all taken care of by Lin Piao, and they have not been opened to the public, so outsiders don't know that this is also the industry of the shogunate.

The success of "Nightclub" is the result of Makujo's long-a-time knowledge, and he now turns his attention to the company's next operations, as well as the movie script of the Yongsheng company that promised Xiang Qiang at that banquet, and he will also use this free time to get it out. Makujo had foreseen the reports of the outside media, so he came here quietly by himself early.

The Guardian Base is a little remote, but it's a nice environment, quiet and comfortable, and no one has bothered you. In your free time, you can use those training equipment to move your tibia, or practice with those people that Uncle Pi found to practice and communicate with each other. When I want to work, there are many rooms here, because this factory is relatively large, and it was rebuilt when I bought it, and there are not many people on the guard's side for the time being, so not only are there many empty rooms, but also very quiet.

Although the sunlight shines from the window to the bed, illuminating the whole room, Makujo only cares about writing on the desk, and the room only has the sound of the tip of the pen scratching on the paper, and it still feels a little deserted from a distance.

After a long while, Makujo finally raised his head, put down the pen in his hand, picked up the manuscript on the desk, and sat back in his chair to breathe a sigh of relief.

This script is finally finished, and Yongsheng can also hand over it, and he is relieved to look at the script in his hand.

I promised to give Yongsheng the script, but after Makujo came back, I have been thinking about what script to give them, you said that you would directly give them "God of Gamblers", and I was a little reluctant in my heart. Makucheng knows that "God of Gamblers" had a box office of more than 36 million in Hong Kong that year, not counting the box office in other places and regions.

This is a classic in gambling films, if it is a cooperative curtain city, he will consider it at that time, but he is not willing to give it away for nothing. Although it was said that in the previous life, this was originally produced by Yongsheng, but now it's only 85 years, and Makujo doesn't care so much, if he gets it out first, it's his own.

So after meditating left and right, Makujo got the script of "The Best Friend" out and planned to give this script to Yongsheng.

"Best Friend" is an urban comedy movie released in 88, and the Hong Kong box office exceeded 20 million that year, so I think Yongsheng will be satisfied with such a result.

A knock on the door of "bang, bang, bang" interrupted Makujo's musings.

"Ah Cheng, I'm here, open the door quickly. It's really daylight, what door are you shut! ”

Wang Jing's chattering voice came from outside the door, and Makujo shook his head, put the script away, and walked over.

"Here, here, I said fat, you can't be light! Your hand doesn't hurt, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold this door. ”

Wang Jing raised his right hand and was filming it more and more, the door clicked open, and the first thing to see was the helpless expression on the face of Makujo.

"Who let you close the door in broad daylight, and open the door so grinding, is there something hidden inside?"

Wang Jing walked in directly, his eyes were looking around the room, and he deliberately opened the wardrobe and put his head in to take a look.

"Fatty, what are you looking for" Makujo let Wang Jing enter the room, took the door and turned around to see Wang Jing looking around in the room like a thief.

"Find someone! You kid didn't open the door in the room for a long time, wasn't there someone inside, did you just go? ”

Wang Jing looked around the room and didn't find a figure, and after hearing Makujo's words, he suddenly seemed to remember something Yes, the thief's eyes looked at Makujo and couldn't help but become brighter, revealing a look like you kid.

Seeing Wang Jing's eyes, he knew where he wanted to go, so he picked up the script on the table angrily and threw it over.

Wang Jing took the things thrown by Makujo with a snort, and continued to look at Makujo with a heartless smile.

"Ahh You also throw. At this time, another manuscript flew over and hit Wang Jing's brain.

However, seeing that Mu Cheng picked up the things on the table and smashed them again, Wang Jing hurriedly put away his smile and begged for mercy.

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding, let's get down to business."

"Dead fatty, don't think that everyone is as obscene as you, it's okay, your mind is full of these messy things, I really don't know how your wife can stand you."

Makujo was not really angry, glanced at Wang Jing, who was begging for mercy loudly, and then put down the things in his hand and said disdainfully.

"Good, good, you Su Dacai is handsome and chic, graceful, and charming,,, forehead!"

Wang Jing, who was talking endlessly, hurriedly covered his mouth when he saw Makujo's glaring eyes.

Glaring at Wang Jing, who was playing with treasure, Makujo picked up the script he had just thrown out from the bed and put it back on the desk.

"How's it going for you to confirm for me?"

After laughing, Makujo sat on a chair and looked at Wang Jing and asked seriously.

Speaking of business, Wang Jing also put away the appearance of a hippie smile. But he still looked at Makujo with a smile and said: "Fortunately, you didn't have a frizzy and went to Taipei, that guy had already returned to Hong Kong alone some time ago, and now he has joined Xu Ke's studio." ”

When filming before, Makujo had mentioned to Wang Jing that he was going to Taipei, but he didn't elaborate on it at the time. In the following time, Makujo has been busy with movie things, waiting for "Nightclub" to be released.

Makujo was also free, so he told Wang Jing about the matter and asked him to accompany him to Taipei. However, when Wang Jing knew that Makucheng was looking for Wu Yusen, he looked at Makucheng with a strange expression

"Are you sure he's in Taipei, I remember seeing him in Causeway Bay not long ago. ”

Hearing Wang Jing say this, Makujo really can't be sure. He just knew that it seemed that Wu Yushen was sent to Taiwan to make a comedy by Xinyicheng after 83 years, and it was not until 86 that he and Xu Ke filmed "The True Color of Heroes" to make a big turnaround. It was really unclear when Wu Yushen would return to Hong Kong, so after hearing Wang Jing's words, he asked Wang Jing to help him verify the situation and make plans.

"Has he already returned to Hong Kong and been with Xu Ke, then it will be a little troublesome," Hearing Wang Jing's words, Mu Cheng squinted slightly, patted the table with one hand and muttered to himself.

Seeing that Makujo was pondering, Wang Jing didn't bother, and looked down to see the book that Makujo had just taken and smashed him in his hand, which had four big characters written on it, and couldn't help but open it curiously.

After a while, Mu Cheng made a plan in his heart, looked at Wang Jing and said, "Fatty, you can help me ask him out tomorrow, I want to meet him." ”

"Ah, what." Wang Jing was awakened by the shouts of the Shogun, and looked at the Shogunjo in confusion.

"I said you should help me make an appointment with Wu Yushen, and I want to meet him tomorrow." Makujo repeated what he had just said.

"Oh, no problem, he's also idle on Xu Ke's side now." Wang Jing nodded when he understood this time, but when he thought of the script in his hand, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Makujo with a surprised face.

"You're not just going to ask him to do this film, are you?" As he spoke, he pointed to the script in his hand.

"Hmm," looking at Wang Jing's surprised expression, Mu Cheng nodded seriously.

"I said you don't have a fever, I just read this script really well, especially those lines

Absolute classic. Do you know that if you can make it yourself, there will be an earthquake in the Hong Kong film industry. ”

Wang Jing excitedly put down the script and walked to the front of the curtain city and touched his forehead, "It's not hot!" How could you think of sending such a good thing out. He looked at Makujo in surprise and said, "You're stupid!" Expression.

Although some of Wang Jing's own films are vulgar comedies with all kinds of, pee and fart, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know the quality of a script, this script gives him a very good feeling, if the actors can perfectly express the emotions and momentum in it, then this drama is absolutely amazing.

Makuro angrily slapped off Wang Jing's hand on his forehead, but Makuro also knew that the fat man in front of him cared about him, so he pushed Wang Jing to the bed next to him and sat down and looked into his eyes and said seriously:

"Of course, I know whether the script I wrote myself is good or not, but this play is very important to me. Although I can shoot it myself, the effect should not be too bad, but it is not enough, it is not what I want. What I wanted was a classic, a film that would still be a classic twenty years from now, and I was sure he would do better than me. And when the time comes, I will be the producer and producer of this show, and I hope to work with him to make this drama more perfect. ”

Looking at the solemnity and firmness in Makujo's eyes, Wang Jing understood, and he nodded solemnly without saying anything.

"I'll connect you tomorrow, I hope you can create a classic!"

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