From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 36 Proposing to Establish a Security Company
"You didn't say hello in advance when this kind of thing happened, you didn't get hurt, did you?" Lard Boy gave Wu Changyun a displeased look.

"I can't trouble Brother Zi for everything."

Lard Boy sighed, he has experienced these things as a seasoned person.

"Brother, tell you a few words." Zhu Youzi greeted Wu Changyun and walked to the side where no one was around.

"You also know that Brother Luo is relatively busy. You spend the longest time dealing with me. I appreciate you very much, really." Lard Boy said seriously.

"Thank you brother."

"Hey, don't call me Brother Zi anymore, Brother Yun, you are so beautiful now, the brothers I brought along don't have as many friends as you."

"You're joking, I really have no choice but to ask my senior brothers to help out. I hope Brother Zai won't take our senior brothers back for tea."

"I know, that guy is a regular customer, I know it."

Zhu Youzai pointed to Ma Jun, then took the initiative to shake hands with Wu Changyun and said, "My good brother, call me in the future, do you know the number?"

"Ok."

Wu Changyun patted Lard Boy on the back and sent the belated guy away.

Wu Changyun and Fushun took the brothers back to Wuxing Old Street. It was the same barbecue stall as before. Wu Changyun entertained all the brothers.Sitting around the entire big table were Wu Changyun's five senior brothers, as well as other senior masters in the martial arts.

"Thanks to all the brothers and sisters for your help today."

"My own, what are you talking about? It's only natural for an old uncle to save his nephew." Liu Yukuan waved his hand and said.

Long Jichao was sitting in Wu Changyun's Camaro just now. This car is one of the prototypes of the Bumblebee. The whole body is very beautiful. The distinctive front of the car has a V-shaped design, and the car is painted with a track The car's iconic vertical stripes.The price is not comparable to that of Fushun's Ford GT, but Wu Changyun's original intention was to buy a less conspicuous car, provided that "Transformers" had not yet been released.

"Is that yellow car outside yours?" Long Jichao asked.

"Yes." Wu Changyun nodded.

Long Jichao recalled the scene where he drove away Wu Changyun, and suddenly felt guilty in his heart.

"Senior brother respects you."

"It's time for me to respect all the brothers and sisters." Wu Changyun raised his glass and drank three rounds.It's time to tell my brothers and sisters what I think.

"Everyone, everyone knows that Hong Kong is still occupied by the British. We Chinese are a family at heart. We usually don't cause trouble, but we can't be bullied." Wu Changyun got up and said, considering the large number of people, he had to stand Get up so everyone can see it.

"In fact, I intend to set up a security company to help our compatriots do business in a safe and stable manner, instead of looking at other people's faces today, and tomorrow someone will come to the restaurant to make trouble. Brothers don't know, I make movies, and some people will The friends who wanted to kidnap me came to blackmail me and let me obediently follow them to make bad movies. In the end they didn’t succeed, otherwise there wouldn’t be this new martial artist.”

Wu Changyun confided all his thoughts, and promised that he would solve the problem of food and accommodation, and his salary would be more than double the previous one.

Liu Yukuan was the first to applaud. He will definitely stand up and support his nephew's career.

"I think Chang Yun's suggestion is very good. To be honest, the overall environment of the theater is not as good as before. I am also thinking about a good way out for the brothers."

As soon as Liu Yukuan said this, all his disciples remained silent. From the bottom of their hearts, no one wanted to abandon the traditional martial arts business. Moreover, the years of accumulated feelings between the brothers and sisters made it inevitable to part ways when it came time to change careers.

"It's a good thing, but you have to ask your master's opinion on such a big matter. We can't do things like bullying the master and destroying the ancestors." Liu Yukuan reminded.

"I know." Wu Changyun nodded.

What he did was tantamount to poaching the corner of his master, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was destroying the foundation of his master.

After everyone ate and drank enough, Liu Yukuan took the initiative to find Wu Changyun: "Your mother sent you to martial arts since childhood. It has been so hard for you all these years."

"Uh, um." Wu Changyun nodded dully, he had no memory of this body at all, and he didn't know what kind of person his mother was.

"When I go back, I will have a good discussion with my apprentices and hold a farewell party. From now on, the brothers will point to you to take care of them. In the past, everyone relied on their own strength to make a living and do business, but now it seems that it is not possible. They are everywhere. Businessmen rely on their brains, and our methods are outdated." Liu Yukuan was not very optimistic about the future of Wu Xing.

"Martial arts practice is to strengthen the body. After people have a certain economic foundation, it is still a very good sport to practice martial arts."

"A sport?" Liu Yukuan seemed thoughtful.

"Yes, martial arts is something that inherits our traditions. Now Kung Fu has an increasing influence on the world. In the future, martial arts may usher in a transformation, but there is definitely a future." Wu Changyun said.

Nowadays, many foreigners are very enthusiastic about Kung Fu, especially Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do, and there are many admirers abroad, especially America.

"You're right, I'll think about it again." Liu Yukuan actually had the idea of ​​closing the martial arts gym, and he didn't want to delay the future of the young man. Now, after Wu Changyun's analysis, his thinking has changed somewhat.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Wu Changyun and Fu Fushun returned to the villa on Dorgali Mountain. After returning home, Wu Changyun told Fushun: "If the brothers in Wuxing are willing to join, we will share part of the property we bought as a dormitory for the brothers. After the security company is formally established, it will be divided out."

"Well, I'll take care of it." Fushun nodded.

After a lot of trouble recently, the money originally earned from making movies has almost been exhausted.One thing to say is that houses in Hong Kong are indeed easy to rent now. Almost all of the 97 houses have been rented out. The first rent and deposit paid by the tenants have brought in more than [-] yuan.After settling the accounts like this, Wu Changyun should also go and inspect how Chang Sihu was doing his job.

"I don't know how much Yuan Aojia can offer you for that script."

"Well, I'm not too worried about that. If I have money, I can make more money by filming it myself than selling the script."

"Do you still want to take pictures yourself?"

Wu Changyun did not answer. The establishment of a film company is currently only a step in his plan. He does not plan to share the future with Fushun before preparation.Through Wu Changyun's attitude today, Brother Zai probably saw that he didn't want to join the company, and sooner or later Lei Luo would also know.

At the same time, Yuan Aijia was not idle even after returning home tonight. Today, she brought tea and water to grandpa in different ways, rubbed her shoulders and beat her back.

"Grandpa, I have an idea, I don't know if you support it."

"What do you think? Tell me and listen."

"Look at this first, and I'll talk about it after you've finished." Yuan Aijia handed Wu Changyun's script to Yuan Yangan.

Yuan Yangan put on his glasses and looked at the script in detail, savored it carefully and said, "Well, the story is not bad."

In his 70s, Yuan Yangan puts his glasses aside. Yuan Aijia is his most distressed and proud granddaughter. At present, Yuan Yangan is too old to direct movies, and there are two companies, Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers. Shouldn't young people be allowed to play freely?Yuan Yang'an didn't directly point out Yuan Aijia's careful thinking, so he needed to make another decision.

(End of this chapter)