In a dark and dilapidated warehouse, the paparazzi endured the pain in his head and slowly woke up from his coma. He suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly recalled the scene before he fainted.
At that time, she had just walked out of the hotel where she had been stalking him. She thought to herself that this grandson of hers was really worthy of his surname. She really did not let herself feed the mosquitoes for the whole night in vain. Finally, she had found evidence that he had brought two hot girls to a hotel in the middle of the night. This month's performance was finally completed.
As he thought about it, his footsteps became much lighter. However, just as he was feeling happy, his head suddenly shook and he felt a sharp pain.
Obviously, this paparazzi had been beaten!
"Someone come? Is anyone there? If you have the ability to capture me, why don't you interrogate me?”
"Someone come quickly. I want to take a dump.”
"Who's here?"
……
He didn't know how long he had been in the dark. Anyway, his voice had already gone hoarse from all the shouting. Just as the paparazzi was in despair, the lights in the room suddenly lit up, almost blinding him. He quickly covered his eyes with both hands and observed the situation outside through the gaps of his fingers.
This was an abandoned warehouse. There were corroded iron shelves everywhere, and even the air was filled with a rotten smell.
There were four people standing scattered in front of him. The person in front was the leader. All of them were dressed like local ruffians and hooligans. They were skinny and their heads were dyed with colorful colors, just like the cotton bedding in the northeast.
The paparazzi pretended to be calm and said,"Little President Wang, come out!" I know it's you!"
Everyone ignored him. The paparazzi continued to explain,"You have to return the money. I'll admit it if you catch me. Whether I can tell you or not, as long as you ask, I'll answer truthfully.”
Still, no one paid attention to him.
"I've been in the industry for so long, but you're the only one I've offended. Double plug…"
Seeing that the paparazzi's words were getting more and more out of hand, Little CEO Wang, who was hiding at the side, could no longer sit still and walked out.
Seeing Little CEO Wang walk out, the paparazzi heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that he had made the right bet. Even if he was beaten up, at least his life was saved. He would not die without even knowing how.
Little CEO Wang: " You traitor, how dare you lie to me. I hate it when people lie to me."”
"It's just making money. It's not embarrassing! Could it be that Little CEO Wang had never lied to anyone along the way?”
"I said I hate being lied to!”
"Only state officials are allowed to set fires, but commoners are not allowed to light lamps!”The paparazzi curled his lips in disdain and continued,"Since Little Wang is willing to come out and see me, there must be something that he needs me. Ask away. Not only can I tell you, but I've also told you the truth.”
"You're quite aware. Why aren't you stubborn anymore?”
"It's to save my life. It's not embarrassing!"
"Who are you talking about, President Wu?"
"President Wu? How did you know?" The paparazzi asked in surprise.
Seeing this, Little CEO Wang was extremely proud and said excitedly,"Why do you care how I know? Who do you think President Wu is? Let me tell you, I already know most of it. It's up to you to tell me the truth.”
"Wu Kebo." The paparazzi said, resigned to his fate.
"What do you do?"
"Chairman of Shanghai Zhihong Entertainment Co., Ltd.”
After Little CEO Wang had understood most of the things he wanted to know, he waved at the four people beside him. However, before he could say anything, the paparazzi spoke first,"Little CEO Wang, since I can guess that it's you, can't I have any backup plans?”
"What do you mean?" Little CEO Wang asked.
" I've prepared the Huayi Brothers '421 Melon Files. As long as I don't contact them within three days, they'll post it on the Internet and all the major media…"
Before he could finish, Little CEO Wang sucked in a breath of cold air and immediately asked,"You dare?"
"What's there to be afraid of? I can't even keep my life."
There had always been a tradition of gifting a girl to a boy in the Imperial Capital circle, especially the Huayi Brothers. As the core circle of the Imperial Capital circle, if someone really broke the rules and revealed all the information, it would really be a big problem.
"Give me a beating and let me go."”
As Little CEO Wang walked out of the warehouse, he could vaguely hear the sound of crying from the depths. He could not help but be in a good mood and vent his anger.
Huayi Brothers 'CEO's office.
President Wang quietly listened to President Wang's story. When he learned that the President Wu in the paparazzi's mouth was actually Wu Kebo, his brain searched for this name crazily and realized that he really didn't have any impression of it.
Little President Wang: " Wu Kebo traveled in Japan for a period of time a long time ago and followed Shika.”
"Little Shizheya? Kanako Otani's husband?"
"Uh, that's right. He's in the music industry. He just returned to China a year ago and founded Zhihong Entertainment with his friends in Shanghai.”
"That doesn't make it competitive!"
When Little President Wang heard this, he smiled proudly and said,"At first, I thought so too. Later, I remembered that Big Brother had instructed me to think twice before acting. I asked my friend in Shanghai to understand the situation and realized that I really noticed the problem.”
"What is it?" When Boss Wang heard this, he asked happily. He felt a sense of accomplishment as if his own pig had finally learned how to eat cabbage.
"Behind Wu Kebo, there are ghosts.”
"Japanese?"
Little President Wang nodded, and President Wang fell silent.
The entertainment industry in Japan was very developed. Whether it was anime, CCAV, or music, it could be considered the leading position in Asia. Especially around 2,000 years ago, it was an important overseas box office market for Hollywood. It produced a group of very outstanding and influential directors, actors, and singers. Take the music industry as an example. In the 1980s and 1990s, at least 80% of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers relied on Chinese Japanese songs to survive. For example, Zhang Xueyou's "Autumn". Li Keqin's Mid-Moon Serenade, Liu Ruoying's Later, Wang Fei's The Hurtful Woman...
There was also " Movie Emperor " Hei Zeming, who had countless fans all over the world. Spier Arm, Martin Scorsese, George Lucas, Cobra, Old Moe, Wu Baige, Du Qifeng...
Whether a person's status in the film industry was high or not did not depend on how much success they could achieve or how much box office they could earn. Instead, it depended on how many fans they had in the industry.
The reason why West Cork was so awesome was because it was crowned by the new wave of movies. Without the new wave of directors carrying the sedan chair, it was far from being as awesome as it was now.
The reason why Hou Xiaoxian was so awesome was that the director had many fans. There were also famous Japanese directors who went to Wan Wan to film Hou Xiaoxian's daily life to express their highest respect. This was the unspoken rule of the new generation of directors around the world.
That was why it was said that actors who had crossed over to become directors should not pretend to be bad. They were just pretending to be a big-tailed eagle by relying on comedy. Their true status in the history of film could not even be compared to Chen Yinshi and Feng Gangpao, let alone Old Moe. They were no different from a short-lived internet celebrity.
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