From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 50

"Actually, I think movies are really a magical thing. It's like life, but it only presents the part that people want to see." Zhao Yazhi took Wu Changyun's arm and walked on a pair of high heels on the gravel road. The steps are a little wobbly.

"Hey, your opinion is quite sharp."

"I'm a little curious about your views on creation." Zhao Yazhi said with a white look at Wu Changyun.

Wu Changyun did not answer her question directly. After reviewing "New Wusheng", making a movie brought him unprecedented satisfaction. However, considering everything in the future, everything he is doing now is just a foreshadowing.

Although Hong Kong is a good place, the style of movies is too restricted. Generally speaking, what is popular is what to shoot, and some works seem obscure.

"Creation, isn't it plagiarism, remakes, and the romantic histories of various legendary figures?"

Zhao Yazhi was stunned for a moment, these words were extremely vulgar and generalized, but when she said it from a famous director, Zhao Yazhi couldn't help but actively searched for the movie to be seated in her mind.

"So, how can a work that strips away the three vulgarities be a good work?" When Wu Changyun said this, his mind was filled with a person named Wang Jing and the sexy image he tailored for Qiu Shuzhen.

Zhao Yazhi nodded. As an airline attendant, most of her contacts are businessmen traveling to and from various places, and she is considered well-informed among her peers.

"Since you said that, I'll treat you to dinner when you're fully recovered. You won't refuse." Zhao Yazhi asked.

"En." Wu Changyun was asked a little suddenly, and then added: "Okay, no problem."

The corner of Zhao Yazhi's mouth twitched and she smiled lightly. She could understand Wu Changyun's lukewarm reaction. After all, excellent people have the right to choose.

In fact, Wu Changyun here simply did not expect things to go so smoothly, and did not think about anything else. At this time, Chang Sihu unexpectedly appeared at the end of the stone road, looking at Wu Changyun with an unspeakable feeling of pain.

When Wu Changyun saw Chang Sihu's lower eyelids tightened, he beckoned to him helplessly.

"Who is this?" Chang Sihu asked cautiously.

"Is my friend."

"Hello, hello." Chang Sihu pretended to be simple and honest with a smile, and stretched out his hand very naturally.

"Damn it, I haven't shaken it yet." Wu Changyun slapped Chang Sihu on the head.

"Okay, let's talk about business, I'll wait for you next to you." Zhao Yazhi sat on the stone bench, she and Wu Changyun seemed to be by fate, the last unexpected incident brought their relationship closer.

When getting along with Wu Changyun, there will be a feeling of being close at hand and illusory, which makes her original humorous and mischievous personality completely mute.

"What's the matter?" Wu Changyun reckoned that there must be no good news for Chang Sihu to come here.

"Fast food restaurants are almost out of business."

"What? Why did you suddenly tell me this?" Wu Changyun asked after taking a deep breath.

"I haven't been able to find you for the past few days. I have contacted you a few times and you are busy. I really have no choice but to find you here. I thought you were recuperating in bed." Chang Sihu lay innocently several times. Gun, the words were a little excited.

"That's right, then you go on."

"Now the store can't turn around. The ingredients purchased will go bad the next day, as well as the wages of the employees, rent, water and electricity."

Chang Sihu is like a dam with its gates open, it's all about money when he opens his mouth and shuts his mouth, as if he can play a rascal without money now.

"Is it the method of the previous Boss Wang?"

Chang Sihu nodded and said, "I'm following your instructions before, and I'm going to respond to all changes with the same."

"A new idiom?"

Chang Sihu was stunned and asked back: "How do you know?"

After some conversations, Wu Changyun basically figured out Boss Wang's routine. He didn't expect that the other party would openly engage in a price war with him. The four bosses seemed to be just the owners of the four stalls. How much capital could they have?
Although it is not ruled out that there are particularly low-key rich people, Wu Changyun still does not believe it if he is reduced to pretending to be a customer and smashing other people's business. Who is the source of capital behind this?
"We can't fight, why don't we just forget it, and just do what I said before." Although Chang Sihu has seen Wu Changyun's strategies and methods, but now it is a tug of war between the price of real gold and silver, and it depends on who will consume the other first Too many ideas are useless.

"We can't just let it go." Wu Changyun answered decisively.

"How to solve the funds?"

"No need for funds, close the store first."

For Wu Changyun, the fast food restaurant is just a sideline business. It is supposed to continue to support him with blood transfusions, but now it is unreasonable to rely on himself to support him. Wu Changyun absolutely cannot fall into a price war.

"Ah? Then our business is not over." Chang Sihu's tone was extremely excited. After all, he still planned to rely on the ideal blueprint drawn by Wu Changyun to realize Xianyu's turnaround.

Wu Changyun told Chang Sihu about his plan. First, close all the stores and integrate them into one, and find craftsmen to make mobile frying vehicles that can be pushed or ridden. Wu Changyun will give ideas and plans for the production.

Using multi-point low-cost cars to destroy the other party's shop, considering that the other party may imitate Wu Changyun's approach after he reacts, he needs to know about patent applications.

A mere capitalism also wants to fight against itself who knows the past and the present. There is nothing in this world that can fight against time.

"Is this possible?" Chang Sihu only knew what kind of car Wu Changyun was going to make, but how would it change it?

"You have just calculated it yourself. The cost of the store is very high. Since we are going to have a price war, why not just do it more simply."

"That's right. One car, one person, and the store is closed. What are they fighting against us? Good idea, good idea." Chang Sihu worried for several days, and finally got a solution.

"Then I'll go and implement what you told me first." Chang Sihu couldn't wait any longer, and rushed back to the store directly, after all, an extra day would be a big loss.

"I can't see, you have a good business." Zhao Yazhi stood next to Wu Changyun with bright eyes, like a dignified lady.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back early."

Wu Chang transported Zhao Yazhi away, and the life of the past two days has been derailed. Yi Zhangyu who was arrested was on the news.

The Royal Police seized a lot of third-class videotapes in the underground workshop opened by Yi Zhangyu, and rescued more than a dozen missing girls. It is said that some of them had mental breakdowns or couldn’t bear their bodies during the filming process, and were directly thrown into it by Yi Zhangyu. nautical mile.

Wu Changyun continued to recuperate at home for a while, thinking that the filming of "The Sixth Sense" was about to finish, so he got up and went to the set to check the progress.

The set was similar to Wu Changyun's imagination. Before that, they unified their opinions and shot a Hong Kong-style film.

All the haunted shots give people a cool color tone and strong makeup, accompanied by goosebump-provoking music, there is no doubt that they are scary.

Wu Changyun admires Zhou Xujiang from the bottom of his heart, for being able to use limited resources to shoot such a terrifying atmosphere.

Wu Yaohan's play is great, especially the opposite scene with Liang Chaowei. Although he has only seen Wu Yaohan's comedies before, he is really a very dedicated actor.

"Chang Yun, what do you think of my scene just now?" Wu Yaohan is older than Wu Changyun, and he is called more casually on the set.

"very good."

After seeing Wu Changyun more, he no longer laughed because of Wu Yaohan's image and tone, and answered very calmly.

"I think that at the moment when the male protagonist's ring passed through his finger, when he realized that he was a ghost, he should have rationality in his heart besides sadness, which might make him choose to leave home and let his wife start a new life. " Wu Yaohan said while imagining.

"Well, you can take a picture and try."

"Okay, I will behave well." Wu Yaohan smiled like a child.

Wu Changyun knows that unless the self-expression of this kind of actor is obvious at a glance, the director will generally not stop it, and sometimes it will become a classic shot.

The most common of this kind is Zhou Xingchi and Uncle Da's rivalry, and occasionally there will be situations where the script is out of force, including "The Saint of Gamblers" who will go mad if he is called "Uncle Three", and Dashu in "The King of Destruction". Uncle's casual dialogue.

"I found that Leung Chiu Wai puts his heart into filming recently."

"Of course, it's not someone's bad idea." Yuan Aijia took out a peeled chestnut from a handful of chestnuts and handed it to Wu Changyun.

Wu Changyun looked down at her slender fingers and long nails, and asked, "What does it mean to be blessed by someone?"

"You came up with a bad idea. Now Liang Chaowei's father spends 400 yuan on gambling every day, and recently his mother is also considering changing houses."

"Three 400 yuan, that's too high."

Even a full-time wife with a decent family background can spend less than 400 yuan a week playing poker.

The place where the two of them sat was filled with drinks and snacks, which were all thanks to Yuan Aijia's logistical supplies, but most of them were digested by her.

"The film will be finished in a while, how are you going to squander Miss Ben's money?"

"have not thought."

Wu Changyun said this, but in fact Yuan Aijia's reward had no real effect on him. The reputation of this drama is greater than money.

"Let me take you out to play." Yuan Aijia said with bright eyes.

"If you invite me alone, I will go."

"Huh? You have a pretty good idea. I don't want to do business where people and money are empty."

Yuan Aijia quickly swallowed the chestnuts in her mouth, and seeing Zhou Xujiang who was sweating profusely, she also sat upright.

"Oh, it's so fresh. Screenwriter Wu is here today. It's been a long time." Hu Yinmeng looked lively outside the play, which formed a big contrast with her melancholy appearance in the play.

"Yeah, not often."

Wu Changyun is a bit polite, but it’s not that he is really polite, but looking at Hu Yinmeng, Wu Changyun had a strange idea. According to the collection card games in the 21st century, Hu Yinmeng should be considered famous in the mid-70s An SSR card.

If I gathered all the good-looking actresses from the 70s to 80s, would I unlock any achievements?
"Okay, everyone has worked hard, let's call it a day." Zhou Xujiang said to the crowd, and the staff, including the extras, felt relieved when they heard this, just like hearing the bell when they were in school.

After the filming is over, there will still be publicity work. At that time, actors may be required to make public appearances at some events. Although this is not the job of the screenwriter, Wu Changyun always has an ominous premonition when thinking of Yuan Aijia's principles of doing things.

(End of this chapter)