In Hong Kong's film industry today, with the exception of Shaw Brothers and Cathay Pacific, two film giants who moved from overseas, almost all local film companies are Whampoa business, and the same is true of the Longma Film Company mentioned by Yang Meng.

Shi Jianhui has established such a network as the China Fitness Association, so he knows most of the political and business celebrities in Hong Kong, and now he heard that this middle-aged man named Li Weiquan is the director of Longma Company, and his brows can't help frowning.

At this time, when Hong Kong mentioned Chaozhou people, Dongguan people, Hakka people or Qilu people, most of them were described by words such as unity, righteousness, ruthlessness and evil, and so on. Only when it comes to Huangpu people, anyone's first impression is that they have amazing financial resources and compelling wealth.

Even the newspapers published by the British directly mentioned that one of the important reasons for Hong Kong's development today is that the business community and culture have undergone a process of 'Whampoaization'.

At that time, the power and financial resources of the Huangpu people in Hong Kong can be seen from this.

The reason why Shi Jianhui is frowning now is that he knows that Longma Film Company is precisely the business of Huangpu people, and its boss Wu Xinzhai is a leader among Chinese businessmen in Huangpu.

Hong Kong under the jurisdiction of the Hong Kong government is a capitalist society, and Li Weiquan holds the position of factory director in Longma Company, perhaps he is not qualified enough to dictate Yao Muyi, but his boss Wu Xinzhai can definitely do it.

Although Shi Jianhui admired Su Jingxian, who founded the China Hong Kong Daily at a young age, he still felt that he was a little reckless at this time.

"It turned out to be Mr. Li, it's really sleepless!" After Su Jingxian heard Yang Meng say Li Weiquan's identity, he nodded slightly, walked forward with a smile and stretched out his hand to him.

Syllable!

Li Weiquan was held in Anjou's arms, rubbing his lower abdomen painfully, seeing Su Jingxian's smile, he came to him and stretched out his hand, and he didn't want to open Su Jingxian's hand with a slap.

"I'm telling you...... Hiss! It's not over! Li Weiquan leaned his head on Anjou's chest, his gaze wandered over the faces of everyone in the room, and he bared his teeth and said, "Bad people, right?" Tomorrow I'll tell you to go out to the streets and ask for food!" ”

Su Jingxian smiled, unimpressed by Li Weiquan's threat, looked at his hand that was slapped back, raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Li, you don't seem to know me?" ”

"You're on the side? So, I need to know you little red guy? Li Weiquan clenched his fists, weighed the physical gap between him and Su Jingxian, and released his fists angrily, and scolded in Whampoa dialect mixed with vernacular.

Just when Li Weiquan and Su Jingxian were facing each other, a messy footstep sounded in the corridor outside the door.

A group of reporters with cameras in their hands hurriedly passed by the door of the wing, and one of the reporters inadvertently glanced into the wing, saw Li Weiquan standing at the door, and then immediately said: "Hey! It's not the front, it's here! ”

As if rehearsing for a long time, all the reporters rushed into the wing room, raised their long guns and short cannons, and under the light of the flash, everyone else in the room couldn't help but squint.

Facing the camera, Su Jingxian still had a smile on his face, but he faintly sensed that something was wrong in his heart.

What is this place? Retiro Garden Nightclub, the territory of Li Jufa, a junior of the Green Gang. A group of reporters ate the bear's heart, and the leopard dared to come to the guest room to take random pictures?

And these reporters are really strange, it seems that they are all stuck in the point, Su Jingxian thought that this matter was Li Weiquan greedy for Yang Meng's beauty and tried to violate her, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

"I'll shadow your mother!" The first to stand it was Lu Le, he was shocked by Li Weiquan's words, and he felt that his face was gloomy, but now he was patted around by a group of reporters, and the fire in his heart suddenly jumped up, grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it into the crowd of reporters, and scolded in his mouth, "Pounce on your mother!" Which newspaper are you from? Where did you die in the streets? ”

Da Sheng Gong is the manager of Retiro Garden, and without his permission, these reporters would never have been able to go up to the second floor, and they would be beaten out as soon as they entered the lobby on the first floor.

Lu Le's ashtray was smashing on the forehead of a female reporter at the front of the station, and the female reporter screamed in pain, and a lump quickly bulged on her forehead.

There was a slight silence in the wing, and several of the reporters in the crowd were Chaozhou people, and at a glance they recognized the man sitting by the window throwing ashtrays, which was Lu Le, the son-in-law of Cai Yunchang, a wealthy Chaozhou businessman, and quickly took back the camera equipment in his hand, and quietly retreated to the crowd and prepared to slip away at any time.

The rest of the reporters were still unknown, and a few of them were still holding their cameras and eager to try, and Li Weiquan, who was facing away from the crowd of reporters, pushed and nudged his Anjou and gave her a look.

An Ru nodded, let go of Li Weiquan, turned to face a group of reporters, squeezed his eyes, and waved his hand in front of him: "What a shot!" Don't go yet! ”

The reporters were stunned, and when they saw her waving her hand again and again, a few clever ones had come back to their senses.

"Oops! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place, I'm sorry for you. ”

"I'm sorry, bosses, I received a call saying that there was a homicide here, and it turned out that I was tricked."

"Excuse me, excuse me, let's go right away."

As Anjou spoke, a group of reporters apologized and retreated.

Behind Su Jingxian, Yang Meng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke at this time, with a little anxiety in his voice: "You can't go, leave the negative!" ”

A few reporters who walked out of the door glanced back at Yang Meng, ignored her at all, and continued to walk out.

Seeing this, Yang Meng's face was even more anxious, and he trotted out from behind Su Jingxian and rushed out of the door, blocking the porch outside the door, and repeated his previous words.

However, the group of reporters still ignored her, and when they saw that Yang Meng was blocking one side of the corridor, they all turned around and planned to leave from the other side.

"Brother Le, help the helpers stop that group of people, I've seen it, it's all tabloid reporters." Su Jingxian glanced at An Ru, who had a smug look on his face in front of him, vaguely guessed something, and said to Lu Le, who was sitting by the window.

After all, he had been in the newspaper industry for a few months, and he saw several familiar faces in the crowd of reporters, most of whom were reporters from some tabloids.

Hearing this, Lu Le glanced at Su Jingxian, frowned, and said, "Is there a mistake, at this time, Zhong is thinking about the ditch girl?" ”

Su Jingxian also looked at Lu Le, but did not speak.

Outside the window, the fireworks suddenly lit up, and the wing room that had just been baptized by the flash lights was once again reflected in patches of colorful light.

The two looked at each other in the flickering room for a few seconds, and Su Jingxian turned his head to look at An Ru and Li Weiquan, who looked proud.

"It doesn't matter if Mr. Li doesn't know me, I recognize you, Mr. Li, I was worried about what the headlines of China Hong Kong Daily should write tomorrow, but now I don't have to worry." Looking at the fireworks outside the window, Su Jingxian stretched out his hand for the second time and handed it to Li Weiquan, and said with a smile, "Mr. Li's words are all big business, and I will invite reporters in the future, don't invite that kind of garbage tabloid!" My name is Su Jingxian, the owner of China Hong Kong Daily, have a chance to work together? ”

In the wing, after listening to Su Jingxian's self-introduction, Li Weiquan and the woman beside him, An Ru, changed their faces from smug to stunned, and finally became extremely ugly.

Shi Jianhui observed the words and looks, and when he saw the changes on the faces of the two, he hurriedly kicked Lu Le lightly under the dinner table, and made an exit shape: "Pull people!" ”

Lu Le thought for a while, then grinned, took out the gun directly from his waist, didn't look at Li Weiquan, stepped on the table and rushed directly to the door: "Pounce on your mother!" Disturb your Abba eating, don't you make a big noise? I'm Lu Leguan! If he dares to take a step forward, I will abscond in fear of sin, first hit his leg and then hit his head! ”