According to the market mechanism, Jing Kun didn't let Wang Jiawei and the others shoot any artsy films that used love to generate electricity.
In this era, the majority of movies were martial arts films and police films.
However, these two types of topics had already made the audience tired of aesthetic appreciation. Without particularly awesome creativity, it was difficult to make a name for themselves.
Moreover, those cinema chains were all monopolized by Jia He now. If they wanted to be creative and produce profits quickly, they still had to have the elements of romance.
Therefore, Jing Kun decided on the general direction and left the rest to the four of them.
Two thousand Hong Kong dollars a month was a high salary for the four of them.，It was attractive enough.
If this model was successful, he could build his own film factory in the future and mass produce movies.
After settling this matter, Jing Kun chased his subordinates out and closed the private room. He turned on the light music and pondered over the manga alone.
Speaking of which, Hong Kong's comics had already gained some momentum and could vaguely compete with the American and Japanese comics.
However, the big IPs had yet to appear, except for Dragon Ball.
Naruto, One Piece, and Death had yet to rise, let alone Initial D and Slam Dunk.
"System, bring me the comics that sold well in the future.”Since he had already opened a cultural company, Jing Kun did not want to be long-winded.
"Alright, host."
On the system interface, a manga that was popular all over the world appeared.
Jing Kun decisively chose Wind and Cloud.
This was because the success of this animation was unprecedented in both sales and reputation. It could be said to be the peak of Hong Kong's animation industry.
If he wanted to do it, he had to do it well. Jing Kun wanted to quickly make himself famous.
With the help of the system, Jing Kun drew very quickly and even forgot to smoke his cigar.
In one afternoon, Jing Kun had drawn 30 lines, which was three times faster than the fastest mangaka.
Jing Kun got up and stretched his muscles after he finished drawing the first to fifth chapters of Wind and Cloud.
The comics market in Xiangjiang City was still in the ascendant. After he created his own comics, he could directly release them to the market.
"Let's serialize five chapters first."
Jing Kun put down his paintbrush and opened the shutters. He found that the outside was already brightly lit.
Just as he opened the door of the private room and was about to go out for a meal, he saw one of his lackeys rushing over.
"Brother Kun, Brother Kun, Big Boss B brought hundreds of people here. He said that they want to patronize the nightclub business that we are protecting.”
Hearing this, Jing Kun raised his eyebrows and said,"How many people are there?"
The lackey took a few deep breaths before saying,"Brother Kun, there are at least 200 of them. I can see that they all have weapons on them.”
"Brother Feng, Brother Chicken and the others are maintaining order.”
Big Boss B was obviously looking for trouble by coming all the way to the nightclub in Tsimshatsui.
Jing Kun quickly guessed the reason. This was arranged by Jiang Tiansheng.
He announced his withdrawal from Hongxing and did not follow the rules.
According to the rules of the Freemasons, one had to leave something behind when leaving the club, such as a finger.
A person like Jing Kun who publicly announced his withdrawal from the club was actually the leader of the Face Slapping Club.
The newcomer was indeed not friendly.
Jing Kun did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled and said,"Big Boss B seems to be in a good mood. Let's go and take a look.”
"Brother Kun, should we call the police? "Now we're a legitimate company..." the lackey said.
"What police report? Although we have left the club, we are still in the martial world.”Jing Kun glared at his underling, causing him to tremble in fear.
"Yes, yes, Brother Kun, I understand.”
In the original plot, Big Boss B gave the impression of being amiable, loyal, and very protective of his underlings.
In fact, after transmigrating, Liang Kun knew that Big Boss B was able to get the Wan Chai Caowang Hall because of his ruthlessness.
When he was young, Big Boss B was a ruthless character. However, as he got older, he liked to use hypocrisy to buy people's hearts.
Big Boss B was here today, so he was most likely showing off his muscles. He might not really fight.
If they really fought, he wouldn't show himself. Instead, he would quietly hide behind the scenes and attack.
Jing Kun looked at the underling and said," Go and tell the nightclub owner that I'll take ten times the responsibility for the loss of a cup. Also, tell the pig-headed man not to be impulsive and wait for me."”
The lackey agreed and quickly ran to convey the message.
Jing Kun made some arrangements for the bar and brought three men who were good at fighting. They walked briskly to the nightclub.
Zhongsheng Street was only 300 meters long. In less than five minutes, Jing Kun arrived at the nightclub.
The outside of the nightclub was already under the control of a dozen gangsters.
After Jing Kun walked in, the loud music inside stopped.
The customers who came to the nightclub to pay their fees looked at the scene in front of them nervously.
The sexily dressed Miss Wu was nowhere to be seen, and only the nightclub owner was speaking up for Big Boss B.
Next to Big Boss B stood Chen Haonan, a pheasant with short greyish-green hair.
Datian held a baseball bat in his hand, as well as banana skin and foreskin.
The nightclub owner kept praising him."Brother B, don't be like this. Let's talk things out. I'll give you a red packet.”
Big Boss B's expression was cold and he completely ignored him.
Chen Haonan, who was beside him, grabbed the collar of the nightclub owner and scolded,"
"Pink intestines (vicious dirty mouth), old loser. We're here to support you. If you don't know what's good for you, believe it or not, we'll ruin your show.”
At this moment, Jing Kun pushed through the crowd and came in front of Big Boss B.
He directly took a high chair and sat on it. He said condescendingly,
"Brother B, what a rare guest. Why was he so angry? Is Sister-in-law not feeling well?"
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