From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 31 Ghost Horse Yuan Aijia

This first-generation Ford GT model has also attracted a lot of attention. Wu Changyun also learned about it at the reception yesterday. There is currently a model on display in the car dealership, which happens to be a gift from Fushun.

Opening the car door, Wu Changyun sat in the co-driver, Fushun drove the car to the back of the dealership, kicked the accelerator, Wu Changyun's whole body was on the backrest, and the starting speed began to soar with the sound of the car roaring.After the test drive, Wu Changyun was about to pay to buy the car, when the dealer's clerk was suddenly stopped by the manager, and the two were muttering something.

"Sorry, Mr. Wu, I didn't figure it out before, this car has already been reserved." The guy just replied.

"What? Didn't this car just go on sale?"

"Indeed, I didn't check it before, it was indeed reserved, and he was on his way to pick up the car."

As soon as the words fell, a little girl walked in behind the three of them. She looked about the same age as Zhao Yazhi. She was wearing a denim jacket with her long hair tied behind her head. There were two silver earrings on her ears, and her red lips were dotted like suet. on the face.The little girl's name is Yuan Aijia, and she came to pick up the car today, her two watery eyes turned into half crescents, she smiled and asked the dealer's manager: "Old Huang, is this my new car?"

As soon as Yuan Aijia got closer, he realized that the key was still inserted into the engine, so he asked, "What's going on? Someone drove my new car?"

"This is a new guy who doesn't know." The manager replied awkwardly.

Yuan Aijia swept over the three of them, hurriedly greeted Lai Jing and ran aside to discuss.

Seeing Yuan Aijia's reaction, Wu Changyun said subconsciously: "Wait, I want this car, she probably didn't pay the deposit in advance."

"Ahem, Miss Ben didn't pay the deposit, but you won't be able to buy this car under such circumstances." Yuan Aijia smiled lightly, showing two canine teeth.

"Why can't I buy it? The lady next to me is a reporter. Your car dealership won't be willing to report this kind of thing."

"Yes, that's right, I'm a reporter." Zhou Huiting took out a business card from her arms and handed it to the manager. Ms. Qiao from XX Daily was printed on it. Zhou Huiting turned her head and made a funny face at Wu Changyun. Unexpectedly The business cards accumulated on weekdays can still be put to use. I have to say that Zhou Huiting is always very clever at critical times.

"This is indeed a bit difficult to handle." The manager felt embarrassed holding his business card.

"What's so embarrassing about this? You can call the headquarters directly and ask. We have been in touch before, so we should always do things in order. I, Yuan Aijia, are not unreasonable."

"But it's not appropriate for me to fight."

"Okay, then I'll call." Yuan Aijia used the landline of the car dealership to call grandpa.

"Yuan Aijia, this name sounds familiar." Zhou Huiting whispered.

In fact, when encountering this kind of thing, Wu Changyun only needs to make a phone call to Lard Boy. American-funded companies like Ford need the approval of the British government to enter Hong Kong and are subject to supervision by relevant departments. Although the cannibal is short-sighted at this juncture, but in a different situation One way of thinking is that this kind of thing is of no importance to Lei Luo. The fact that he can ask Lardboy to do something shows that the relationship between the two parties is not bad. After all, only friends will ask each other for help, no matter when they have connections. More important than money.

"Grandpa, I came to pick up the car today, but the manager here doesn't recognize me, so please make a call for me."

"Why don't you recognize you? Did something happen to you?"

Yuan Aijia's expression sank, there really was nothing that could escape Grandpa's eyes.

"Someone came before me."

"who?"

"I don't know very well." Yuan Aijia was also patronizing and puffed up. He looked at Wu Changyun's face more and more familiar, and finally suddenly realized: "Chen Feng?"

Chen Feng is the name of the protagonist in "New Wusheng".

"What Chen Feng? Are you stupid watching movies, granddaughter?"

Yuan Aijia paused for a moment, then hung up the phone on his own, covered his lips with his hand, pointed at Wu Changyun's face and said, "You are Chen, the actor who played Chen Feng! I am your fan!"

"Huh? Are you my fan too?"

Nine out of ten people who know Wu Changyun on the street are fans of his movies, and one is a black fan.

"Come on, I figured it out, you have too many female fans, I wonder why girls like to watch action movies?" Fu Shun spread his hands helplessly.

"I don't know either." Wu Changyun smiled awkwardly.

Yuan Aijia also has her own little plan in mind. Before the company sent the third princess, Chen Sisi, to communicate with Wu Changyun but failed. Grandpa also valued this talent very much. Now that the other party doesn't know his identity, it is better to take this opportunity to make friends with him. , maybe after changing his position, he can win this cutting-edge director in one fell swoop.

"Really, it's weird. It stands to reason that Jiahe's treatment is so good. This guy didn't choose Jiahe. What a weird temper." Yuan Aijia complained in his heart.

"I'll let you have this car, but you have to take me for a ride, anyway, I was the first to see it."

Wu Changyun had no choice but to agree to the other party's request, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing when he just became famous.After the payment was completed, the three got into the car. Yuan Aijia got into the driver's seat first, drove the car out of the dealership and went straight to the coast of Kowloon Port. Several people talked and laughed along the way. Yuan Aijia even asked Wu Changyun's latest plan.

Wu Changyun had actually thought about this problem a long time ago. He planned to open a film company by himself, but his current funds were not enough. If he had to choose from several film companies, neither Golden Harvest nor Shaw Brothers was the best choice for Wu Changyun. I don't know how much this time travel experience will affect others, but if there is no such excellent work as "Project A" in my world, it will be a great regret in this life.

In a food stall not far from the port, Yuan Aijia held a wine glass and said with a blushing face: "How is it? What type of movie do you plan to make next? Has Director Wu thought about it?"

"Me? Maybe it will be a suspense film."

Yuan Aijia burped and asked dully: "Suspense type?"

"Yes."

Judging from the current Hong Kong market, Suspense is indeed an unpopular tear, and it is rare to see Suspense on the box office list. However, before crossing, Wu Changyun was also a loyal fan of American, Japanese and Korean dramas, including "The Truman Show", "The Lost Lover" and even "The Devotion of Suspect X" and even Wu Changyun can still make TV series. It should be very interesting if "Prison Break" is changed into a Mandarin version.

Moreover, although the quality of the Hong Kong films shot now is a bit poor, including Shaw Brothers' films, after the technology matured, they were reprocessed and spent hundreds of millions of dollars to produce a quality restoration version, including Wu Changyun who saw Hong Kong before crossing. Many of the films are after image quality restoration.

Wu Changyun roughly explained the plot of "Manslaughter" to the three of them, and the three of them were taken aback for a while.

"You're really a fucking genius." Fu Shun saw Wu Changyun telling a story. It was rich in details and full of plot. It was really hard to imagine that Wu Changyun, who had a martial arts background like him, was actually a genius in screenwriting.

Yuan Aijia also became more startled the more she heard it. She felt more and more that the portrait in front of her was an innumerable treasure. Not only was the shooting style unique, but even the screenwriting was ingenious.

It can only be said that in the film industry, the advantages brought by Wu Changyun's time travel are overwhelming.

Until dusk and evening, the four of them sat by the beach and chatted about their goals.

Fu Shun sat with two pairs of shoes and looked at the distant coastline that merged with the sky, and looked at the chaotic dark blue. Fist, let me make a movie, I don’t have that brain, now the competition is so fierce, I can’t do anything without money.”

"I'm probably the luckiest person to have met you, brother." Fu Shun lay down on the beach, looking a little lonely.

Wu Changyun can't understand Fushun's mood. If he is not a time traveler, it is almost impossible to make a living in Hong Kong. Wu Changyun has also seen the struggle history of many stars, and he has indeed seen the professionalism of many actors , but the vast majority of people are pushed to this road on the road of growth. Some people may say it is an opportunity, and some people say it is acquired hard work, but they all just work harder to achieve their goals under the arrangement of fate.

Zhou Huiting's background is relatively good. She said frankly: "I don't have such lofty ideals. It is enough for me to prove to my father that I am right. It is enough for me to find someone who is destined. It is best to be in I have a house in Kowloon, a car that isn’t too bad, and I’d better hire a nanny, and I’ll have to”

"It's okay, stop now, you girl will never stop talking." Fushun couldn't help but waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Huiting's enjoyment.

When it was Yuan Aijia's turn to speak, she hesitated for a long time before saying anything. Her ideals were not as rich as Zhou Huiting's, nor as simple as Fushun's.

"Let's talk, tell me." Zhou Huiting took Yuan Aijia's arm and shook it.

"I probably want to live a more exciting life."

"It's over?" Fu Shun looked at Yuan Aijia in surprise.

Wu Changyun chuckled lightly. It was not difficult to see that Yuan Aijia had no financial burden. She could afford the Ford and talk to the directors of Ford. She was standing at the starting point that many people have reached in their lifetime. Less than the finish line.

Seeing that Fushun and Zhou Huiting were still persistently questioning, Yuan Aijia began to act like a rascal. She really didn't have such a general dream like the two. She might be thinking about a year, maybe a month, but definitely not a lifetime.

"Okay, okay, it's our turn next, Director Wu."

"Me?" Wu Changyun thought that several people had drunk a lot of wine, so he stood up and pretended to be proud and said: "I have never experienced it in my previous life, but I will do it again in this life."

"Crazy, crazy." Fushun shouted, and several people played and joked together.

The other three people present all regarded Wu Changyun's words as crazy after drinking, but they didn't know that this was the most honest time Wu Changyun had told his life experience since he traveled.

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