Hong Kong Movies: Become Stronger as You Work

"Fuck! Who the hell is Hong Le? How dare he touch our people? Gather some men and take down Hong Le's flag, cough..."

A Bin got furious when he heard Wang Jin's words. He pushed away the private doctor who was supporting him and started to roar.

"A Bin, don't get excited. Your injury hasn't healed yet."

Fan Tian's mouth twitched, and he quickly reached out to support A Bin who was too excited and staggering.

Then he looked at Wang Jin and said in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly, who was threatened by Hong Le?"

"That..." Wang Jin felt a little guilty when he saw the two bosses' fierce faces.

"It's my senior brother Fatty Hong! Yesterday at the celebration party for our collaborative movie Scare the Zombies, Hong Le, Hong Gun Fei Quan and a few of his men came over and invited my senior brother to film at Hong Le's newly opened film and television company. My senior brother was not happy and refused on the spot!" Uncle Ying explained, "Yesterday we were so many people and they didn't dare to provoke us, so they left in disgrace. I didn't expect that today they would knock on my senior brother's door and threaten him with the Black Star, so my senior brother had no choice but to agree to go." "But my senior brother and Huantian still have several movies to shoot. If they ruin their reputation because of filming Hong Le's movies, it will affect Huantian's next box office. So I beg Mr. Fan to help me and save my senior brother!" "It seems that Fatty Hong is not a contracted actor of the company?" At this time, Abin asked with a frown. "No, we are partners. Although we haven't signed a contract, we have a verbal agreement to cooperate on three to five plays. The scripts are given by Brother Tian! The main investor is Huantian, and Fatty Hong will invest a little money."

Wang Jin, one of the senior executives of Huantian Film and Television, responded quickly.

"Our Huantian is a man of its word. Even if it is a verbal agreement, it counts!" Abin nodded, showing a hint of excitement.

"Brother Tian, ​​Hong Le is a poop. Dare to touch our people. You really don't know how to live or die. I'm going to call my brothers now and pull down Hong Le's flag tonight."

"Sit down, sit down!" Fan Tian pressed Abin on the chair and said,

"Even if we want to raise the flag tonight, it's not your turn! You should take good care of your injuries. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Have you forgotten the overseas plan I told you?"

"Uh...Okay!" Abin was excited when he thought of Fan Tian's plan to set up a hundred or eighty halls in overseas areas.

But feeling the slight pain from the wound, he immediately became depressed again!

"Hong Le knew that Fatty Hong and we had a partnership, so why did he come to embarrass Fatty Hong? Isn't he afraid of us?"

After comforting A Bin, Fan Tian looked at Wang Jin and asked.

"I don't know about Hong Le, but Fei Quan is a newly rising red stick. During this period, he even challenged more than ten red sticks from other societies, including some who have been famous for a long time. Now he is jokingly called Little Prince Tian in the world!" Wang Jin thought for a while before speaking:

"As for the filming, maybe they think that making legitimate movies is profitable, so they stopped.

Not only Hong Le, other societies are following suit.

Now the actors outside are not having a good time. They may be visited by societies at any time. Even some people in Huantian dare to come to us.

However, they are polite for Brother Tian's sake and dare not do anything to us. We didn't report it. I just didn't expect that Fatty Hong would happen..."

Listening to Wang Jin's words, Fan Tian's eyes twitched twice.

So, he was the one who provoked so many clubs to make movies?

So, the threat of Fatty Hong being pounced by Hong Le was also related to him?

"Okay, I know, you guys go back first! I'll take care of the rest."

Fan Tian waved his hand impatiently to interrupt Wang Jin's endless chatter.

Fatty Hong is his money-making tool, he has no reason to ignore this matter!

"Thank you, Mr. Fan!" The two were relieved when they saw Fan Tian agreed.

"Brother Tian, ​​Hong Le is just an old second-rate club, we can take it down with just one charge!"

After the two left, A Bin looked at Fan Tian eagerly.

"Ah Bin, Binzi, before your injury is healed, I can only agree to let you walk around the territory, and nothing else!" Fan Tian said earnestly,

"Also, it is not appropriate to plant a flag in Hongle. Fatty Hong is not one of us Huantian after all. If we make trouble unreasonably, do you believe that all the societies in Hong Kong will go to war against us tomorrow?"

"Oh... can't plant a flag!" Ah Bin curled his lips and began to lose interest!

"Well, I can't plant a flag, but it doesn't prevent me from loosening my muscles and stirring up hatred. Maybe one day Hongle will be upset and attack us! In this way, we can plant a flag with a clear reason."

As he said, Fan Tian shook his shoulders, stood up and walked out of the bar.

Ah Bin heard this, his eyes sparkled, and he hurriedly shouted to the private doctor beside him: "Hurry... help me back to the hospital, I need to recover!"........

Late at night, in the easternmost street of Causeway Bay, a six-story building was brightly lit!

Outside the building, there was a four-character signboard of Le Sheng Film and Television, and colorful lights were flashing around it.

Suddenly, three black Bentley cars drove over at high speed and blocked the entrance of the Le Sheng Film and Television building.

"Hey, what are you doing? Parking is not allowed here, hurry up, or my brother..."

The doorman stepped forward and scolded, but when he saw the person getting off the car, he was stunned for a moment and unconsciously said: "Emperor Tian?"

"I don't have a little brother like you!"

Fan Tian held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled faintly.

Then he passed the shocked doorman and walked towards the gate.

Behind him, he squeezed A Ji out... and reoccupied the C position with a cold face, holding the eight-sided Han sword, Tianhong, with six black bodyguards, followed Fan Tian closely.

Soon, there was a burst of exclamation and noise in the building!

Fei Quan, who was in charge tonight, heard it and hurried down from the top floor office to stop Fan Tian who was unimpeded.

"Emperor Tian, ​​what do you want to do so late? If you have something to say, you can tell me. If not, please leave. You are not welcome here!"

Fei Quan followed the instructions of the general manager of Le Sheng Film and Television and said cautiously.

Although he was nicknamed Little Prince Tian by the world, he knew better than anyone how far he was from Fan Tian who had evolved into Emperor Tian.

"Are you Fei Quan?" Fan Tian exhaled a puff of smoke and looked Fei Quan up and down.

"Yes, Hong Le Fei Quan!" Fei Quan straightened his body. He was a little proud that his name was remembered by Emperor Tian!

"Yes, you are a good candidate. I am optimistic about you." Fan Tian raised his hand and touched his chin, smiling:

"So, if you let Fatty Hong go, I won't bother with you! Otherwise, hehe..."

"What did you say? I advise you not to mess around." Fei Quan looked at Fan Tian with a smirk on his face, quickly took out the Black Star and pointed it at him.

"Your performance is not good enough!" Fan Tian waved his hand to stop the people behind him who wanted to protect him, shook his head and said,

"You can't even hold the Black Star steadily, and you forgot to turn on the safety. I am really disappointed!"