When breakfast was served, Wang Weidong asked the waiter for today's newspaper.

Not long after, the waiter brought over a newspaper that had just come out this morning.

This newspaper is called "Ming Pao", and its founder is a martial arts master who is famous throughout the Chinese area.

In recent years, by reporting on mainland affairs, this "little citizen newspaper" has become one of the must-read publications among intellectuals, although many of the things published in it are fallacies.

Of course, what Ming Pao is most talked about is that they serialized master-level martial arts that are unique in the entire Chinese world.

What is being serialized now is Wang Weidong's favorite "Tian Long Ba Bu".

It has now come to an end.

Wang Weidong is still quite interested in the first draft version of this famous work, but now is not the time to read it.

The first thing he looked at was the current affairs section.

Sure enough, a small piece of news was published on it, related to Teochew porridge.

In the eyes of ordinary citizens, this is just an ordinary news about a drunk driving accident. Except for the death of several people involved in the car, it did not cause any major news, and no one would get to the bottom of it.

After all, the people who open fan stalls are relatively low-key and are not as well-known as the four major societies.

And now the society on Hong Kong Island is really a mess.

The main members are all black sheep, they only know how to fight and kill, they have no education, and they don't know how to read a newspaper.

But snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways.

If something happens to the owner of Teochew Porridge, one of the four major noodle stalls, he will definitely not be able to hide it from anyone.

I'm afraid the news has spread throughout Hong Kong's underground communities by now, and there may be some fights over this.

After all, once Chaozhou Chow died, his territory would be freed up, and there would be many people who wanted to get involved.

Even among the four detectives, there is no harmony.

After all, whoever has the most powerful person can get more money.

However, Han Sen has just stepped down, and the other three are probably still fighting for the void left by Han Sen.

These have little to do with Wang Weidong. As the man who single-handedly set off the underground turmoil in Hong Kong Island, he will become an outsider.

After reading the news about Chaozhou porridge, Wang Weidong started flipping through the sections.

The first draft of "Dragon" is quite different from the later versions.

Wang Weidong was shocked to find that there were many plots in it that he had never seen before.

While I was fascinated by it, another idea came to my mind.

In a few years, Hong Kong's film and television industry will begin to rise, with all kinds of classic film and television dramas and golden songs emerging one after another.

Almost three hundred years of spiritual energy were concentrated in one era and burst out.

Hong Kong Island in the 1950s and 1960s was a world of martial arts and comics.

In the following decades, film and television dramas took over.

It even completed the task of exporting culture to foreign countries.

Although a lot of history in movies and TV shows is made up, at least it gives those ghost guys some insight.

Among other things, the foreign language of Kung Fu was created because of a series of movies by Bruce Lee that made him famous overseas.

It would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity.

What Wang Weidong values ​​​​is not the ability to make money in the film and television industry.

Because the market for movies on Hong Kong Island is too small, even a few decades later, the highest box office will only be over 60 million.

Instead of wasting this time on making movies, it would be better to develop more technological products, which would make a lot more money.

What he values ​​​​is cultural export.

While Chinese Kung Fu is shocking the world, we can rely on this foundation to gain a firm foothold in the international film industry.

Don't wait a few decades, children will only know Iron Man, Spider-Man, Transformers and Gundam.

We also need to promote traditional Chinese culture.

For example, creating a universe of mythical heroes?

In an era when special effects cannot keep up, it is okay to create a martial arts universe first.

Anyway, if you want to do it, there is a way.

You need to talk to Uncle Hua about this matter. Runhua's business is getting bigger and bigger, so there is no problem in developing the film and television industry.

In a few years, when Li's Voice is sold, Runhua can also get involved.

Once you master the publicity channels, you can do a lot more.

We can also rectify the phenomena in the entertainment industry that smear the mainland.

After breakfast, Jiang Deming and his party continued to practice stalls at the exhibition.

Wang Weidong, the hands-off shopkeeper, used the name of doing research and stayed in the hotel to do his own thing openly.

Just when Wang Weidong was about to contact Uncle Hua and discuss with him about entering the entertainment industry.

A beautiful figure walked in from outside the hotel.

Wang Weidong couldn't help but take another look at this woman. In terms of figure and appearance, this woman was even more stunning than the Sister Xia and Xiaolian he saw last night.

Just when he was about to pass by this woman, two big men who came with her blocked Wang Weidong's way.

Wang Weidong frowned immediately, and without him opening a word, the two bodyguards who had been hiding nearby rushed out, stood in front of him, and put their hands on his waist.

If something goes wrong, they will immediately draw their guns and shoot.

When the woman saw this situation, her heartbeat involuntarily slowed down by half a beat, and she hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, Mr. Wang, please don't do anything. My name is Rose, and I'm here to talk to you about something."

Wang Weidong glanced at the woman lightly and sneered in his heart.

If she didn't have two bodyguards, this woman would have kidnapped her first and then talk things over slowly.

At first glance, this kind of woman looks like the kind of person who is very good at taking advantage of her beauty, and her behavior is also unscrupulous.

After all, few men would care about a woman, especially a beautiful woman.

It's a pity that when she met Wang Weidong, she didn't like her at all.

"I don't know you, and I have nothing to talk about. Give me a break, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Rose cursed secretly in her heart, but her face still maintained that charming smile.

"Mr. Wang, don't be so cold. I'm here to give you money, not to cause trouble for you."

Send money?

Hearing these two words, Wang Weidong began to guess the origin of this woman.

Could it be that she is Chaozhou Chow's widow? She came here to be his backer?

This possibility is unlikely. Even if you are looking for it, you should look for Lan Jiang, Lard Boy and the others.

Most people don't know Wang Weidong's situation at all.

Unless... Lan Jiang or Zhu Luzai revealed it to her.

Seeing the silent Wang Weidong, Rose thought she had aroused his greed.

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, I only need a few minutes to talk in this hotel. What do you think?"

Wang Weidong looked at Rose and saw her confident look. He shook his head gently and said: "No, I don't know you and I have nothing to talk to you about. Also, I asked you not to block the way. This

This is not a discussion with you, but a notice!"

The expression on Rose's face froze.
Chapter completed!