When Wuying heard this, his face looked a little strange.
He glanced at Boss Tang and said: "This guy was engaged in modified cars, and he got into trouble with a bunch of ghost guys playing with speeding cars. As a result, he met a bunch of rich second-generation people. After they lost, they acted rogue and got into trouble with a large group of people.
He robbed Old Tang’s car and ran away.”
Boss Tang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked embarrassed after hearing these words.
I think he is also a famous figure in Los Angeles. Not only can he dominate the world with one hand, but he can also turn around the PCs in Los Angeles.
Unexpectedly, he stumbled on Hong Kong Island and lost to a group of second-generation people with money-making abilities.
Lin Zule looked at Boss Tang with a strange look at this time. Others didn't know Boss Tang's identity, but he knew it clearly.
Otherwise, I would not have kept the brothers and sisters out of the house before, because I just thought they came to Hong Kong City to cause trouble.
I didn’t expect that after not paying attention to him for a while, the leader of the underground motorcycle gang would be in such a miserable state.
At this time, Wuying was still talking endlessly about the embarrassing things about Boss Tang.
"It's not over yet. If the car is lost, it will be lost. But when this guy is playing with the car, he doesn't know how to wear a hood or something. His big bald head is no different from a big 100-watt light bulb. It has been used by several poor people.
I took a photo at the checkpoint I set up, and before I even got home, I was taken to the mission station.
His sister ran to Piaopiao's sister-in-law for help, and she left the matter to me, which made me get up in the middle of the night and sent him to the embassy to find the person.
After I came out, I was almost chopped down by the Saigon Dasha people.
I finally escaped, and after questioning this guy, I found out that he had borrowed a large number of smuggled parts from Dasha, and promised to pay it back in half a month. But it has been a month now, and he still hasn't paid it back. People thought he was going to default on the loan.
If he runs away and returns to Chou Country, he will naturally be scolded all over the world."
When Boss Tang heard this, he couldn't help but defended: "How can you say that you are a defaulter about the racing driver?"
Lin Zule and Wuying rolled their eyes together and continued talking, with no intention of paying attention to Boss Tang.
After listening to Wuying's story, Lin Zule realized how unlucky Mr. Tang was during this time.
It's probably the kind that makes your teeth jam when you drink cold water. I don't know if it's because I'm not used to the local environment in Hong Kong City.
What Lin Zule doesn't understand is, why doesn't this guy go back to Los Angeles? If he is there, he will definitely be able to become famous again.
Only Mr. Tang himself knows this answer.
It's not that he doesn't want to go back, it's that he can't go back at all.
Because his friends are still in the detention room of the police station.
Most of the money he had was used to save his car. He wanted to make a big deal, so he rushed into the convention and exhibition center and dragged away the most valuable terracotta warriors and horses.
Who would have thought that God is not as good as man, because a group of second-generation rich people have their plans in ruins and owe a huge debt.
For a while, Mr. Tang Dalian had the idea of robbing a bank.
But after reading the newspapers in Hong Kong City for a few days, he gave up this idea.
The police here in Hong Kong City are so ferocious that one bad boy even jumped from the sixth floor of a shopping mall in order to catch a thief.
Just a few thousand Hong Kong dollars a month, why are you working so hard?
And this is not an isolated case. Mr. Tang sees similar news in the newspaper almost every day.
He gave up on his caution and left the high-risk profession of robbery to others.
He now works as a driver for Wu Ying, and occasionally goes to the studio to guest star as a stuntman. It is estimated that he will earn enough bail money in half a month to bail out his friends.
No one would have thought that Dominic Toledo, a well-known speedster gang in Los Angeles and the mastermind of many speeding robberies, would have such a miserable life in the port city.
In the back seat, Wuying carefully observed Lin Zule's expression after telling Mr. Tang's joke.
I feel like my boss is in a good mood now. If he talks about the movie, he won't be scolded anymore, right?
So he tentatively talked to Lin Zule about his investment. Although he did not directly mention the share, Wuying noticed that his boss's face changed when he heard the name Wang Jingwei.
"Wait a minute! You said you invested in Wang Jingwei's movie. What's the name?"
"East, east snake and west deer!"
Lin Zule slapped his head, his face was speechless. When he met Wang Xing, he should have reminded Ah Hua and Wu Ying that they could vote for anyone's movie, but they couldn't vote for Wong Jingwei's.
Because this guy is so screwed. After reading several of his works, not to mention making money, not even a few of them have paid back.
Although every film has won awards and been soft-hearted, what’s the use?
Movies are meant to entertain the public, so what’s the point of making niche movies to please that small group of people?
Although Zhang from Mainland China is often criticized, he really hasn't suffered much in making movies.
Even a poetry-reciting artist who is about to become a professional in bad movies can make money outside the cinema.
Only Wang Jingwei, a weirdo, can compete with some sixth-generation mainland directors, but he makes films just to win international awards, not to make money.
As for the international film and television awards, I understand everything. If you don’t ‘expose’ the suffering in the mainland and talk about the feelings of neurotic youth, you are not worthy of being selected.
Lin Zule sighed and asked Wuying: "How much did you invest?"
"Um..." Wuying didn't dare to hide it, raised four fingers and said: "I invested 40 million."
"Give it all at once?"
"……Um."
Yes, a real big fish.
Lin Zule felt that he had to change his position for Wu Fei. He could do anything, but he couldn't let him take care of the money, otherwise he would definitely be sold and help count the money.
"Did he say when the filming would be completed?"
Wuying shook his head. He had asked Wang Jingwei this question many times, but the answer he heard was different every time.
The leading actors in the crew were also a little nervous after being tormented by him. Two leading actors even approached Wu Fei and asked him if they could release them after paying liquidated damages.
Of course Wuying would not agree. This was the first movie he had invested in, and he had to finish it no matter what.
Facing the divine pit, Lin Zule actually had no good solution.
Who let the fly jump in?
The only thing that can be done now is to find ways to recover some losses.
After thinking about it, Lin Zule said to Wuying: "Go find Wang Jingwei's good friend, the one named Ji'an, and let him find a way to save us, or we will wait to be hunted to death!
"
Wuying hesitated and asked: "Boss, is this feasible?"
Lin Zule spread his hands and said, "Then do you have a better way?"
Wuying shook his head. If he could figure out a way, he would solve it privately instead of telling Lin Zule.