Chapter 46 Old Boy (1)

To be honest, Dai Cong's reassuring compromise was something Yang Cheng didn't expect. In his opinion, such a respected artist should have a good character. Even if he can't be as tough as Mei Lanfang's faces the Japanese, he shouldn't be scared by a threat he has already processed very tactfully, right? It seems that he has indeed overestimated these current sentiments of art, and the world is getting worse! The little devil can see it thoroughly, but that guy seems to be able to eat people tightly. Isn't he a clear example?

"Dang, dang." The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Yang Cheng's thoughts.

"Mr. Yang, the new film preparation team sent back the news; after the meeting and discussion, they unanimously agreed that the script was good and they could start preparing. This is the preliminary budget." The secretary came in to report and placed the preliminary budget report on Yang Cheng's desk.

"Script? What script?" Yang Cheng, who was dizzy recently, was injured by Wang Qibu's long-range outputs one after another.

"It is the film "God of Cookery" created by Director Gu." The secretary reminded.

"Oh, I understand, you go out." Yang Cheng, who finally remembered that there was such a thing, told him that after the secretary left, he picked up the budget and said, "It's true that he is a foodie! It's not a good name. It's like a catering program. How could the audience be willing to pay to the cinema? It seems that the creative department should recommend the name of the film to "The Battle of the God of Food", and add some martial arts elements to it while being funny. You must know that this is an era where there is no time to be no movies! Alas, degenerate, degenerate, if it were the past nothing, it would be my turn to worry about." After reading it, he picked up the phone and said, "Hey, Director Yuan? Yes, I'm Yang Cheng. That's it. Our company has a drama..."

I have to say that Yang Cheng, who is full of complaints and always dreams of resigning, is still very conscientious. This can be seen from the fact that he has been eating and living in the company for more than a month. But this is another contradiction. How can a person who is not satisfied with work do a good job? To explain this contradiction, we have to go back to the afternoon more than a month ago, or earlier... Yang Cheng, like most of the lower-class Hong Kong people born in the 1960s, has experienced the sadness of the colonial people; lived in slums, participated in the underworld, experienced the passion and turmoil of the Hong Kong-style "Rushinger Era", formed a band, and did financial investment, and until his peers have stabilized, he realized that the so-called dream he had worked hard to pursue was nothing more than an illusory "tug of the sacrificial" and could not be treated as a meal and had to bump into a big bag for it. The boiling blood was mixed up by the cold reality again and again.

It should be considered a coincidence. At the most confused moment of Yang Cheng, a "brother" who had worshipped him in his early years made his fortune by filming a third-level film. The man who did not forget his old love found Yang Cheng and brought him closer to the entertainment circle. More than ten years later, the brother had become the dead soul of his enemy. On the other hand, Yang Cheng, the miscellaneous fish on the set, was very prosperous in this circle and became the general manager of the Royal Entertainment Company of the UK. In this passionate period of inspirational films, Yang Cheng participated in the production of dozens of

Most of the movies are both good and good, and have won numerous honors. Not only that, he also discovered and cultivated many people like Zhou Xingxing and Liang Chaoxi who were regarded as the banner of the golden generation of Hong Kong movies in later generations. It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Cheng, who greatly changed and influenced Hong Kong movies was the hero behind the scenes who pushed Hong Kong movies to the peak of history. However, this identity, wrapped in halo, has to wait until all the superstars have been in the forefront and this industry has been silent in 2000.

Perhaps life seems to be such an unimaginable farce, some playful interpretations are unclear and unfinished; at this time, Yang Cheng was not as proud as outsiders. More than ten years of hard work have made him fall in love with this industry, and the flame that has been extinguished for a long time in his heart also shows signs of rekindling. However, just like the obscure saying of the previous sentence "Unclear, unfinished", the shady scenes of the Hong Kong entertainment industry also stimulate Yang Cheng's nerves. He witnessed with his own eyes a female star he was very optimistic about serving more than a dozen industry leaders at the same time on the night of winning the actress's queen; he also personally experienced that the underworld treated the police as if nothing had happened to the crew and went to the crew to openly break the scene; unspoken rules, underworld, vulgarity, unsupervision and other ills are like a cancer, making this industry he loves terminally ill.

"Yang Cheng, I'll ask you for Lingling's award. Young people like her need encouragement. In addition, I have also read the planning report for the new film. I think it's appropriate to have Lingling as the heroine. Do you have any opinions?" said an old man who was at least in his sixties behind the luxurious desk.

"Boss, this..." Yang Cheng was in a dilemma, not only because of the award that required a lot of money and relationships to settle, but also because he already had a suitable candidate for the heroine of the new film, a girl who seemed very simple, suitable for the role, and had great development potential.

"Lingling, why don't you thank Manager Yang?" The old man pinched the butt of the girl leaning against his boss's chair with one hand, interrupting Yang Cheng and said.

"Oh, I hate it. Thank you, Manager Yang." Lingling's reaction was exaggerated, but one hand pressed on the old man's hand, rubbed it a few times, and then said without looking at Yang Cheng.

"Boss, should you think about the heroine's affairs? Of course, I'm not saying that Miss Lingling is not good, I just think Miss Lingling's temperament is not suitable for this role." Yang Cheng decided to fight for it again. After all, he had been preparing for this drama for a long time. His colleagues and himself who participated in the preparations thought this was a highlight that could establish the industry status. As for Lingling, hum, this slut who did not need to be auditioned for filming a third-level film. He would not consider it at all.

"Hmph." Before the old man could speak, Lingling snorted coldly. This was the opportunity she had worked hard on the bed, office, luxury car, and bathroom. When she heard someone objected, how could she not be angry?

"Yang Cheng, you are not thinking clearly. I'm not talking about this drama. I'm afraid you haven't even considered your own position or who you are talking to?" In order to please Lingling, who was enough to be his granddaughter, the old man spoke harshly.

"Boss, I..." Yang Chengju wanted to explain.

"No need to say more. It's up to me, the boss, who is suitable and who is not suitable. It's your turn to have so many 'you think'. Go out." The old man interrupted Yang Cheng's words, and then drove him out directly.

"Manager Yang seems to have any objections to me, so I'll go see him off." Seeing that Yang Cheng was about to get up and leave, Lingling lies in the old man's ear and said in an air voice.

"Haha, Lingling is still sensible. Go and go back quickly." The old man said with a lewd smile. One hand had reached into the drawer, and there was a bottle of special medicine bought at a high price.

"Manager Yang." After leaving the house, Lingling called out Yang Cheng who had already walked to the corner.

While hearing the sound, Yang Cheng frowned and turned around and asked, "Miss Lingling is anything?"

Not in a hurry to answer the question, Lingling quickly walked to Yang Cheng, then raised her palm and fell, "Bang", and a crisp sound rang out. "I want to ruin my good deeds, what are you!"

"Bitch, do you dare to hit me?" Yang Cheng was stunned by this sudden slap. In a rage, he immediately slapped himself.

"Beat, as long as you dare to fight, I will immediately call it illegitimate. If you lose your job, you may have to sweep your reputation." Lingling, who had no intention of dodging, said proudly. She had already taken the tall and mighty man in front of her.

"You..." After raising your hand for a long time, he put it down. Yang Cheng turned around and left with trembling whole body. Self-esteem and pride ultimately failed to defeat the stronger reality, although at this moment, another term for reason is surrender.

"Hmph, people in their decades don't know the right way. In the future, let's put the highlights on their tricks, don't mess with those you can't afford to offend." Looking at Yang Cheng's back, Lingling snorted coldly, and a pleasure of revenge immediately filled her heart. At this moment, she even felt that the old man's "baby" was no longer so difficult to enter.

Lingling's last few words actually eliminated Yang Cheng's anger, and replaced it with a deep sorrow; he felt sad for Lingling, sad for this industry, and of course, even more for himself.

When Yang Cheng looked up again, the scenery had changed into a turbid bay. He didn't know how long he had been away, nor how he got here. "Is it God's will?" He shook his head with a wry smile, and Yang Cheng murmured like this.

Wang Qibu, who was a boy in his previous life, read a book called "Immersed in Light and Shadow". The author of this book was Yang Cheng, who was then the general manager of Royal Entertainment in the UK.

"This idiot who is slanderous!" After closing the book, Wang Qibu cursed hatefully.

"Who are you angry with?" Li Wanyao, who was lying on Wang Qibu's lap, woke up and frowned and asked.

"The guy who wrote this book." Wang Qibu stroked the girl's three thousand black hairs and said in vain.

Driven by curiosity, Li Wanyao took the book, read it and said, "How come a person who has been dead for almost ten years has offended you, Master Wang? But although I don't like his movie style very much, his talent and ability are beyond doubt. I have also read this book. From the lines, I can feel the mood of an old boy who is always struggling for his ideals and stubbornly living in reality. Alas, what can't be opened up? It's a pity." Speaking of this, the girl's beautiful eyes were a little sad. She was also worried about the passing of such a filmmaker.

"You are right. This person is indeed very talented. What is even more commendable is that what he has is not a talent, but a handsome talent that is rare in a century. Well, it may be a bit mysterious, but the situation is indeed the case. This can be seen from the type of movies he invested in. Whether it is the early gunfight films, the later kung fu films and the late comedy films, they all show his strong forward-looking nature beyond the age. I even dare to say that the decline of Hong Kong movies has an inseparable causal relationship with the fall of this person. It is precisely because of such a kind of daring to challenge the decadent environment, old models, and the ability to open up new trends.

The existence of alternative guys, Hong Kong movies have become coquettish. With such ability, they chose to end their life dramas in a hurry. This is a shameless waste! Yaoyao, you said it would be great if he was alive, then I could at least ask Ermao to make an appointment with him, chat, drink tea, etc. It would be very pleasant to think about it. The end of this book says that he jumped into the sea in Victoria Harbor in the summer of 1992. I silly said, why didn’t I go to Hong Kong for the summer vacation when I was ten years old, and then I happened to save him while taking a walk in the port?” Wang Qibu said from the beginning that he became more and more childish as he spoke, and the more he said, he seemed to be acting coquettish with his lover, and in the end it even started.

"Haha, life is originally composed of countless 'missed' and countless 'before I knew it was'. All you have to do now is to learn to cherish it." Li Wanyao hung her hands on Wang Qibu's neck and educated this cute little man who belonged to her in infinite ambiguous posture.

"Give an example?" Wang Qibu also hugged Li Wanyao and said provocatively.

"Me!" Li Wanyao said without hesitation. Then, perhaps because she was worried that Wang Qibu would say something more provocative, she took the initiative to block his mouth with her own mouth. Well, this is the most reliable reason the girl found for this active kiss.
Chapter completed!