They are a unit under the Press and Publication Bureau, so if they want to get the qualification to film a TV series, it is not just a matter of words?
As for making money, it doesn't matter.
He made TV series not to make money in the first place.
As long as it can further enhance the reputation of the art company, it is a success.
It's just that you have to think carefully about what kind of TV series you want to make.
Weng Meiling's fate is a bit miserable!
Do you want to ask her out for tea tomorrow?
Zhang Junping still has a little bit of confidence in this.
At present, all the celebrities in Hong Kong will obediently come out to drink tea with him as soon as he calls.
It just depends on whether he wants it or not.
Zhao Yazhi is very good.
The former goddess.
However, later on I felt a bit demonic and a bit pretentious.
I still feel more sorry for Weng Meiling.
Zhang Junping was watching TV and thinking wildly.
"Master Zhang, we are back."
"Squad leader, we are back."
"Have you got your ID card?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
"I got it!" Ding Changge took out his ID card and showed off.
The Hong Kong ID card issued in 1983 has just been revised and uses new computer printing technology.
In this day and age, it's really beautiful.
"Yes, I hope Xiangjiang can become your new life.
I bought a castle and can move in tomorrow.
When the time comes you move to the castle first.
From now on, that castle will be your base camp.
Chang Ge, tomorrow I will ask someone to place the castle directly in your name."
"Squad leader, this won't work, this is inappropriate." Ding Changge was startled and quickly declined.
"Bullshit, if you come to Xiangjiang, you are selling your life to me.
What happened to a castle?
You thought it was for you?
It's just in your name!" Zhang Junping scolded with a smile.
"Oh! That's no problem." Ding Changge nodded.
"***, a castle can scare you like a bear.
Let alone a castle, in the future each of you can buy a manor of hundreds or thousands of acres in the most developed country in the world." Zhang Junping scolded with a smile.
"Squad leader, you said this! If we can't afford a few hundred acres of manor in the future, we can ask you for it!" Ding Changge chuckled.
"No problem. In three to five years, if you can't afford a manor, I will buy a thousand-acre manor for each of you." Zhang Junping promised with a smile.
After watching the TV series for a while, Zhang Junping stood up and greeted everyone.
"Let's go, let's go to the Peninsula Hotel for dinner first. After dinner, we'll go to Bolan Street. I will pay for all the expenses tonight."
"Okay!"
"Peninsula Hotel, I want to eat lobster!"
"I want to eat abalone!"
Everyone cheered and rushed to the Peninsula Hotel.
Fortunately, Scarface's villa is right here in Tsim Sha Tsui. Otherwise, there would be so many people, more than sixty people, who wouldn't even take a taxi.
When we arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, the security guard at the Peninsula Hotel was so frightened that he almost called the police.
There are so many people, so it's not like that club is tired of living, so they come to the Peninsula Hotel to run wild.
The Peninsula Hotel’s status in Hong Kong is somewhat similar to the Peace Hotel in the movie.
No one from the Xiangjiang community dares to cause trouble here.
The societies that dared to cause trouble no longer exist.
Thanks to Zhang Junping's timely intervention, the security guard relaxed.
Zhang Junping is a distinguished guest in the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, and they still know each other.
Zhang Junping directly ordered a large private room, and everyone gathered together to have a drink.
"Whatever you want to eat or drink, as long as the Peninsula Hotel has it, you can just order it." Zhang Junping said directly.
He waved boldly.
Ding Changge and the others also relaxed for a rare moment, and everyone opened their hearts to eat, drink and have fun.
From about four o'clock in the afternoon, we continued eating and drinking until ten o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Junping went upstairs, took out two boxes, and gave everyone the pistols.
Maybe it will come in handy when I go to Bolan Street later.
Zhang Junping then asked the Peninsula Hotel to arrange a few minibuses to take everyone to Bolan Street.
The reason why I go to Bolan Street is not because of how luxurious the nightclubs here are.
Rather, Bolan Street is a legend in Xiangjiang.
Red light district.
Shanghai Street, a whole street, is full of billboards with flashing neon lights at night.
There is nothing here that you can't imagine, and there is nothing you can't play.
If you take them to a place that's too luxurious, they won't be able to let go. It's not as comfortable as this place.
I found a nightclub with the largest reputation. Zhang Junping took people in and took a card directly to the bar.
"Brother, I will book the venue tonight, and all their previous expenses will be mine." Zhang Junping announced proudly.
"Sir, I'm very sorry, our nightclub does not accept reservations."
"Take this card and go find the person who can make the decision. I believe he will agree to let me book the venue." Zhang Junping tapped the card on the bar.
The key to whether you can book the venue is whether the person in charge of the nightclub recognizes the card.
This is HSBC’s most advanced black gold card.
With this card alone, you can withdraw HKD 1 million in cash from any HSBC bank.
"Okay! Wait a moment, sir!" Seeing Zhang Junping bringing in more than sixty people, the boy at the bar was a little scared and quickly took the card to find the boss.
Although this is 14k territory, generally no one would dare to cause trouble here, but that doesn't mean no one will cause trouble.
On the contrary, the entire Bolan Street is the most chaotic place.
Fighting and killing at night are very common in Bolan Street.
The eldest brother of a certain club was treated poorly in a certain nightclub and felt that he had lost face.
what to do?
Call the younger brother and smash it up.
Of course, we will also first consider whether we can beat it.
However, when you drink too much and your brain gets hot, you don’t care whether you can beat someone or not.
Call first and then talk.
Therefore, it is normal to fight with knives in Bolan Street fights.
Just when Zhang Junping and the others came, they encountered several fights along the way.
The Xiangjiang police stood guard and waited until the beating was over before coming out to collect the bodies and arrest people.
No matter what, Xiangjiang is a society governed by the rule of law, so it doesn't matter if your club fights.
After the fight, please hand over a few people.
This way everyone will feel better.
This is Hong Kong in the 1980s.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a big gold chain, a big gold watch, and long hair came over.
"Which boss wants to book the venue?"
"I! Want to book the venue!" Zhang Junping said calmly.
"You said the venue is reserved? Who do you think you are? Li Chaoren or the Governor of Hong Kong?"
"Superman Li and the Governor of Hong Kong will not come to a place like this.
However, when Li Chaoren sees me, he has to smile with me."
"You are awesome!"
"There's something even more awesome!" Zhang Junping waved his hand, and more than sixty people behind him all lifted their clothes to both sides, revealing the black stars pinned to their bodies.
When Changmao looked at it, sweat dropped from his forehead.
What they fear most is not the young and Dangerous boys who come to cause trouble, but this kind of dragon crossing the river whose origin they cannot figure out.
"What's going on? Brother, am I awesome enough to book the venue?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.