Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"What, Wang Yu doesn't want to sign a contract?"

In the Tanglou in Causeway Bay, in the Jiahe office, when Shi Zhijian heard Zou Wenhuai's answer, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Zou Wenhuai picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, raised his neck and drank it all, then wiped his mouth and said, "Wang Yu said, he is doing pretty well at Shaw Brothers now, preparing to shoot a new movie, and he has no plans to leave for the time being. Shaw Brothers, so I didn't mention letting him steal the contract."

"It's not right, Wang Yu should be very dissatisfied with Shaw Brothers." Shi Zhijian touched his chin and turned around, thinking.

Zou Wenhuai looked at He Guanchang.

He Guanchang looked at Chen Ziqiang.

Chen Ziqiang looked at the others again.

They couldn't understand how Shi Zhijian got his confidence.

Anyone who looks at it now, Shaw Brothers is in full swing, but Jiahe is newly established, and its prospects are unclear. As long as they are not smart, they will choose Shaw Brothers instead of Jiahe.

"Does that Wang Yu have any hobbies?" Shi Zhijian raised his head and asked.

"He has a lot of hobbies. Fighting and fighting are commonplace, picking up girls and racing cars!"

"I know all this, is there anything else?"

"Apart from these, it seems to be drinking! I heard that few people in the circle can drink him!"

"It's good to drink, I like this kind of person the most!" Shi Zhijian showed a strange smile on his face, "Hey, please, Lao Zou, go and make an appointment with Wang Yu, and say that I will fight with him at Fenglin Pavilion Hotel tonight. , if he doesn't dare to come, he is the grandson!"

"Cough cough! What are you doing? Fighting wine?" Zou Wenhuai looked at Shi Zhijian, and then at He Guanchang and the others in the office, "You don't know how high Wang Yu's alcohol intake is, even if we add up, we are not his opponent!"

"Don't worry, I'll find a top player, and I'll definitely be able to beat him!"

...

"Ow!"

Shi Zhijian raised his foot and hit the head of the bulldog that was barking at him.

The bulldog who was kicked was in pain, and immediately became honest, lying on the ground and staring at Shi Zhijian with small eyes pitifully, no longer arrogant.

"You bastard, kicking my dog ​​again?" Ni Jiao ran out of the small villa with a dissatisfied face.

"What do you mean by kicking again? I didn't kick it last time, so I'll make it up this time!" Shi Zhijian said, passing the brandy he bought to Ni Jian.

Ni frame took it over and looked at it, but it was a good Hennessy xo, and the market price was at least 450 Hong Kong dollars.

"You have a conscience, you know that I'm embarrassed to come empty-handed this time, so I brought a gift!"

"Where's the old bear?"

"Still retreating in the attic!" Ni Jiao said, reaching out to touch the bulldog's head.

The bulldog barked at him warily.

Ni Jiao was startled and kicked: "Stupid dog!"

As soon as Gu Long, the big head who was writing a book in seclusion in the attic, heard the news of Shi Zhijian's arrival, he hurriedly wrote on the manuscript: "I saw that man flying over." He quickly put down the pen in his hand, stood up and opened the window to face Shi Zhijian He waved: "A Jian, I'm here!"

"I see you, come down and talk!"

"Okay!" As soon as he heard that he wanted to chat, his big head ran faster than anyone else. In his heart, Shi Zhijian had already become his inspiration trigger, and an occasional sentence could make him burst into inspiration.

Going downstairs, big head hugged Shi Zhijian with great enthusiasm.

Shi Zhijian patted him on the back, "Why, haven't seen me for a few days?"

"No! I let you smell my stink!"

"Pick, no wonder I felt like I was holding a trash can just now!" Shi Zhijian rubbed his nose.

Ni Jiao laughed: "I asked him to take a bath, but he didn't! He also said that this is a manly smell, and women like this smell the most!"

Shi Zhijian looked at his big head. He had not seen him for a few days and was very haggard. Not only was his face a little pale, but he also had a shaggy beard. "You don't have to take a bath, at least shave your beard. Pretty girls don't like bearded guys!"

Big head shook his head, "I can't shave this beard!"

"why?"

"Because his pretty girls aren't local, they're all ocean horses!" Ni Jiao said, "Old cat burns whiskers, measure the distance, he can only win if he has a beard!"

Shi Zhijian thought about it for a while before he understood that these literati were arrogant.

"By the way, Ajian, you have always been to the Three Treasures Hall, so what are you going to do when you come to me?" Ni Jiao said, "I can't think of what you want here when I look left and right!"

"I'm here to find the old bear!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm looking for you to fight with people!"

"No, I haven't finished writing my manuscript yet!"

"Yeah, he can't leave before he finishes writing!" Ni Jiao said, "I let him live with me to facilitate supervision! The serialization of Ming Pao cannot be interrupted!"

"I also know Lao Cha, and it's no problem to break for a day or two! Just say Lao Xiong has a toothache and pulls his teeth!"

"Pulling a ghost! His mouth is full of excuses to pull out all his teeth!"

"Then say he has a fever, has acute meningitis, or he has epilepsy, foaming at the mouth and unconscious!"

The corners of his big head twitched: "A Jian, you don't have to curse me like that, right?"

Ni Jiao also rolled his eyes: "I will never let anyone go without a proper reason!"

"Fenglin Pavilion, there is a girl!"

"Go!" Ni Frame was very impulsive.

Instead, the big head hesitated, "It's not good, I still have two thousand words to write."

Shi Zhijian said seriously: "This time you have to go!"

"why?"

"Because I asked you to fight with people!"

"Who?"

"Wang Yu!"

"The one-armed sword?"

"right!"

"I think so too, but I still have two thousand words to finish!"

"Romantic Swordsman!"

"Eh? Ah Jian, what did you say? Why am I so excited when I hear these four words?"

"You're right, I'm giving you inspiration! Inspiration for your next book!"

"Have you? More!"

"Little Li Feidao, this is a true example!"

The big head suddenly felt that the soul trembled three times.

Now he is madly writing the "Iron-Blood Legend" series, and the first "Blood Fragrance" is about to be completed, the second "The Great Desert", and the third "Thrush Bird" also have a conceptual framework.

But for a real writer, one has to take ten steps, and more inspiration is needed to give birth to new works~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Especially the classic character "Chu Liuxiang" he created this time can be called Perfect, in private, the big head only feels that all his talents have been exhausted, and there is a sense of powerlessness that cannot be surpassed.

It's just that Shi Zhijian's casual remark just now made him burst into inspiration, and even his soul trembled.

Ni Jiao can see clearly, he is very familiar with the situation of the big head, often only when the soul is touched, will he grin, and even the slaps are about to flow out.

"Little Li Feidao, is it true? What's so strange about these eight characters? Damn it!"

The big head couldn't care much at this time, grabbed Shi Zhijian's arm and said, "Ajian, give me more inspiration! More stimulation to stimulate me!"

Shi Zhijian smiled slightly, "Go to Fenglin Pavilion, fight the wine first!"

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