From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 42
"Dulululu~"

"Dulululu~"

The big brother, which weighed almost a catty, stood on the coffee table and kept making noisy noises.Wu Changyun pretended to be calm and flipped through the magazine in his hand, never leaving his mobile phone for a moment.Just now he received a call from Hiromi Takikawa, who wanted to invite him to a hotel.

Too many white and plump legs under the shorts of Yumi Qichuan kept flashing in his mind, and Wu Changyun answered the phone with a heart.

"Excuse me, have you arrived yet?"

"Not yet, I'm on my way, wait for me a moment."

Wu Changyun grabbed his trousers and put his legs in.

"Okay, Teacher Wu, I'll wait for you in the lobby of the hotel."

Wu Changyun hung up the phone. Fushun has been battered by the security company and the real estate business recently. Since he has acquired a lot of real estate before, the people who have come to him recently include second landlords, house sales and intermediaries, loans, trusts, etc. Fushun learned what it means to discover business opportunities. He just bought a hundred houses and was targeted by so many people.

Fushun also met some businessmen who are also in the real estate business, but most of them don't care much about the small business of renting a house. Most of them are doing projects in other places, including some neighboring countries, doing work similar to contractors.Among these people, those who really have the strength to do real estate development are big bosses like them who cannot be reached by ordinary people.

"Oh, why did you run away again? This day is really busy."

Fushun recently bought a lot of books, some professional books and all kinds of garbage that Wu Changyun called "psychological chicken soup".

Wu Changyun had no time to pay attention to Fushun and drove all the way to the Hilton Hotel. The hotel is located at No. 2 Queen's Road in Central, across the sea from Tsim Sha Tsui Pier and directly opposite Victoria Harbour.

Wu Changyun drove the car to the door and looked at the roof. The waiter in front of him took Wu Changyun's car keys. After entering the lobby, he saw Takikawa Hiromi at the window. A hint of mystery.

"Professor Wu."

"You don't need to call me Teacher Wu, just call me Wu Changyun." Wu Changyun took the other's slender hand.

Wu Changyun was sitting opposite. He didn't even have a briefcase in his hand, so he didn't know what the other party was going to do just sitting like this.

"Because the last interview assessment was not comprehensive enough, I would like to trouble you to give me another round of examination today. If possible, I hope you can introduce me to the director."

"Is it here?"

"I opened the room."

Takikawa Hiromi stood up and took Wu Changyun to the 7th floor by elevator.

In the quiet corridor, there is no sound when shoes are stepped on the carpet, and the cleaning staff are busy with their work with their heads down, so that they will not cause discomfort to the guests.As soon as Wu Changyun entered the door, he sat on the bedside on purpose, inadvertently checked the photo frames, vases, and various dark gaps, and then stared at the chandelier on the ceiling for a while.

"Didn't there be miniature surveillance equipment in the 70s?" Wu Changyun couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Mr. Wu, what's the matter with you?"

It may be that the two are about the same age, and their appearance can be regarded as top-level matching. It can't help but give Takikawa Hiromi a sense of immorality that he never had before. After all, it is very important for an idol to maintain his image in front of fans.

This hotel is considered legitimate, and the security is good. Wu Changyun is not worried about any armed conflicts. For him, armed conflicts are easy to resolve. He is afraid that some paparazzi will suddenly rush in with their cameras and take random pictures. Tomorrow Make up nonsense in the newspapers.The relationship between him and Yuan Aijia has just warmed up, how will he face the female friends in the circle after this trouble.

"Do you mind if we change rooms?" Wu Changyun asked.

"Is there something wrong with this room? I don't mind."

After receiving Takigawa Hiromi's affirmative answer, Wu Changyun held his hand on the doorknob. At this time, there was an eye watching everything through the door mirror in the other party's room. This person was Takikawa Hiromi's manager, the Ms. Zhou on the card , Zhou Fengjuan.

Behind Zhou Fengjuan, sitting on the sofa was a very bloated man. He looked young. His white hair was so short that his scalp was visible. There was a Minolta camera hanging around his neck.

The man lowered his eyelids and said to Zhou Fengjuan: "Don't stare, don't you have the key?"

Zhou Fengjuan looked a little impatient. This fat-headed baby acted recklessly and could only scare people with her fat body. In fact, she had to rely on her as a woman to control the overall situation.

"That Japanese girl won't cooperate, so I'll pin her down on the bed then."

"Hmph!" Zhou Fengjuan turned her head and glared at the fat man. He could only come up with such an idea.

"Smelly woman, are you itchy?"

Seeing that the fat man was really angry, Zhou Fengjuan turned around and said, "Do you know who the target is this time? What's his name? Height, weight, and what else are you good at?"

"You are crazy."

"He's a star, and he was born in martial arts in an authentic drama garden. Just your three-legged cat's two strokes are really not enough." Zhou Fengjuan said eccentrically.

The fat man stopped swearing, and Zhou Fengjuan's arrogant appearance made his teeth itch several times, but Zhou Fengjuan was the military adviser in the team, and they were only responsible for simple tasks on weekdays.

"Did you know this Ms. Zhou before?" Wu Changyun asked.

"It was recommended by a friend from a Japanese company."

Last time Wu Changyun felt that Takikawa Hiromi’s actions were not very well-behaved. Hearing Yuan Aijia’s words, this problem may indeed exist in the current Hong Kong showbiz. Wu Changyun believes that as long as it is profitable, human beings have a very keen sense of money.But seeing Takigawa Hiromi's reaction, it doesn't look like she's pretending.

"Okay, forget it."

Wu Changyun moved a stool to a bright place in front of the window and said, "Well, let me see what you have prepared."

Wu Changyun did not explain what the missing part of Hiromi Takikawa is. Instead of telling her to get into trouble again, it is better to let her try to guess blindly, so that even if she fails, she will not leave too much entanglement.

To Wu Changyun's surprise, Takikawa Hiromi first sang to Wu Changyun her best Mandarin song. Her voice accompanied by her dancing body is undoubtedly great.Wu Changyun has to admit that Hiromi Takikawa is a very smart person, at least her mind is very clear.

"Inviting the screenwriter to the hotel for a private meeting, this woman thinks very clearly." Wu Changyun couldn't help sighing a little. After realizing this, he was able to relax.

"I'm not sure if you can get this role, but with your temperament, I will consider whether you can appear in my new script."

This time, Wu Changyun has no right to decide the casting. Hiromi Takigawa’s hard work and talent have the opportunity to become a good actor. Her image reminds Wu Changyun of Nam Sook-hee who pretends to be a maid in the Korean movie "Miss". Filming according to the standards of that movie If so, Takigawa Hiromi is undoubtedly a good choice.

Seeing Hiromi Duoqichuan stunned in place, her expression seemed a little complicated, as if she wanted to say something to Changyun Wu but she didn't speak for a long time, only the smile on her face.

Wu Changyun tried to reach out to her, Hiromi Takikawa took two steps forward to catch Wu Changyun's palm, and leaned into Wu Changyun's arms.Breathing the smell of perfume at close range, the hair was close to Wu Changyun's collar, and the two of them fell on the bed like this.Wu Changyun made rapid progress, and a few fluffy clothes were thrown on the ground.

Zhou Fengjuan had been listening at the door for a long time. This was singing at first, but suddenly there was no sound.Zhou Fengjuan put her ear close to the door and listened carefully. The strange sound made her startled suddenly, and her face felt hot.

"Are you ready?"

The fat man stood guard in the corridor, and he could remind Zhou Fengjuan if a waiter came up.

Zhou Fengjuan beckoned, the fat man took off the camera around his neck, stood close to the door and waited for Zhou Fengjuan to insert the key in, the key turned the door lock and it opened.

"Knock thud thump!"

Wu Changyun was in high spirits when he heard a strange noise coming from the door. He stood up and rushed to the door in two or three steps to kick away the chair stuck on the doorknob.At this time, the fat man who was working hard outside fell straight in. Wu Changyun saw the camera hanging on the neck of the other party at first glance, and dragged Zhou Fengjuan outside and fell into the room.

Wu Changyun looked towards the corridor with his head, because the fat man had been on guard just now, and there was no one else in the corridor at this time.

"You! Do you dare to hit me?"

Zhou Fengjuan looked at Hiromi Takikawa who was wrapped in a quilt, and suddenly she felt confident.

The fat man was about to touch the camera on his chest when he remembered that he had just taken it off and held it in his hand, but he couldn't find it on the ground.

Wu Changyun picked up the camera that had fallen by the bathroom door, fiddled with it a few times, took out the film roll inside and threw it directly into the toilet.Zhou Fengjuan was dumbfounded by this series of actions. She had never seen a victim respond so quickly and deal with it so decisively.

Little did they know that the 21st century law popularization programs had already broadcast Zhou Fengjuan's method to the ground, and Wu Changyun had practiced it countless times in his head.

Seeing that the film was thrown away, the fat man became angry from his heart, and Wu Changyun poured his huge head into the toilet before he could get angry.

Seeing that the fat man couldn't stand it for even ten seconds, Zhou Fengjuan had one last move left. She would attract the hotel staff if she started making a fuss now. The news about celebrities opening rooms is very hot.

"Don't waste time, she won't lie for you." Wu Changyun said calmly, the door of the house was blocked with a chair just now with the consent of Taqichuan Hiromi.

Zhou Fengjuan glanced at Hiromi Takikawa, apparently the other party's innocent and terrified eyes had already explained everything, Zhou Fengjuan did not tell Hiromi Takikawa all the plans, but just instilled in her the so-called "rules" of the Hong Kong entertainment industry, and now Zhou Fengjuan has thoroughly Come to understand, this Japanese girl's way of thinking is obviously different.

"Hmph, I don't believe that you are not afraid of news and public opinion at all. Even if I am not a good person, what you did is not a bright hookup."

Wu Changyun thought about it carefully. Although he never thought of using a movie role to seduce Hiromi Takigawa, he didn't know what Hiromi Takigawa thought.
Wu Changyun shook his head and asked, "What do you want?"

"20 Hong Kong dollars." Zhou Fengjuan asked the price while sitting on the ground.

Faced with this dilemma, Wu Changyun has a consistent thinking, just like he did with Chang Sihu before, he must fundamentally eliminate the rogue like a dog's skin plaster, and he will never get used to this kind of problem.

"It seems that I really need to trouble Lard Boy this time." Wu Changyun called Lard Boy.

Lard Boy understood after a while after answering the phone, and immediately agreed to go personally with two plainclothes.Wu Changyun, who put down the phone, looked at Zhou Fengjuan in front of him. This old charlatan experienced a dimensionality reduction blow from a 21st century law popularization program.

(End of this chapter)