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390. What kind of bad intentions can he Subudong have?(1/2)

"Du Deze!" Originally, Du Dejiang thought that this younger brother would be able to do anything no matter how big the trouble was. Didn't he have his brother to fight for him? But Du Deze's hand was too long. He was not a member of the Hongmen, but he could

Command your own subordinates without your own consent.

Du Deze never expected that the big boss of Xiangjiang Hongmen would come forward because of such a trivial matter. At this moment, he was so frightened that he was shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't muster the courage at all.

This matter may be big or small, but the initiative is completely given to Su Butong, it depends on how he solves it.

Su Butong said nothing and did not look at Wang Yue. From the moment Wang Yue appeared, the moment he knew he was fine, his mind was also thinking about how this matter should end.

"Third Master, how should this matter be resolved?" Su Butong did not want to get involved in the disputes between the Xiangjiang gangs. He should be an outsider. Now that Ding San has arrived, it is more appropriate for him to resolve this matter.

"You're such a naughty boy." Mr. Ding scolded with a smile.

Su Butong knew that this sentence was a reply to him, so he accepted the comment with a glance of peace and stood aside.

"Brother Du, this is both a Hongmen matter and your family matter. How are you going to solve it?" Master Ding asked.

"Please third master punish me." Du Dejiang was very upset at this time. If he had known about this, he should have disciplined his troubled brother.

"Punishment is out of the question. All people have feelings of flesh and blood. However, as the leader of my Xiangjiang branch, you should know that there are brothers like us in Hongmen from all over the world. If you confront Hongmen brothers because of relatives, if there is someone today

What's wrong with today's matter, how about I make peace and let both parties give up?"

"I have no objection. Just let me be the host, arrange a banquet, and invite both parties to the banquet. How about it?"

"No!" Emperor Chen Qing was a little dissatisfied: "He, Du Deze, behaved like Meng Lang. Most of what happened today was caused by him, so let him go like this? I feel aggrieved for Wang Yue, but I am also dissatisfied."

"How are you doing?" Mr. Ding asked.

"There must be an explanation for this matter." Chen Qingdi said.

"Subutong, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly, this matter still happened to him. Su Butong smiled bitterly and said: "Third Master, actually I don't want Hall Master Du to give me an explanation for this matter. Before you came, we had already made a bet. If so,

The incident started because of Du Deze, so Du Deze will donate all his wealth to Hongmen, and Hongmen will do charity and give it to children in need. As long as this money is truly donated to those in need, I will

I believe that no matter how much resentment it is, it is worth it for both me and Wang Yue."

"Du Dejiang, is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Du Dejiang felt a little horrified at this time. Could it be that Su Butong had already expected that things would develop this way, so he planned Du Deze's punishment in advance? Otherwise, everything would not make sense.

Some people are so wise that they are close to demons and plot the world.

Now Mr. Xiao from the United States is considered one.

Could it be that the person in front of me counts as one?

"Chen Qingdi, is this punishment enough?"

"Reporting to Third Master, there is a total of HKD 3.132 million in Du Deze's account. As long as this money can be given to people in need, I have nothing to say." The objection raised by Chen Qingdi just now was entirely to let Third Master know about this. You

Du Dejiang can ignore the moral principles of the world, and you, Du Deze, can use dirty tricks, but I will always let you suffer. Only when it hurts, will you act with scruples.

Wang Yue looked at Su Butong in disbelief, didn't he want a ransom of six million?

Why are you still posting money now that the kidnapping has failed?

This was the first time he had heard of such an unlucky kidnapper.

You said that Wang Yue was kidnapped when he came to Xiangjiang, how could he not feel resentful in his heart?

Of course there is, but he only knows a little about gang affairs, so it might not be a bad thing to resolve his hatred in this way.

Taking someone's money is like killing your parents.

Su Butong did this beautifully.

Not only did he teach Du Deze a lesson, but he even shocked the mountain and shocked the tiger.

Of course, all this is based on Su Butong's strong personal strength.

If not, who would give him this face?

Mr. Ding left quietly. Emperor Chen Qing put his arms around Su Butong's neck and held Wang Yue's hand, saying that he wanted to help them catch the wind and wash away the dust.

Only brothers Du Deze and Du Dejiang remained.

"Du Deze, do you know that if I don't do something for you today, it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold in Hong Kong in the future?" Du Dejiang said with a bitter smile.

"How could it be? Brother, haven't they all gone? Take all my money and donate it to whomever you like!" Du Deze was a little panicked. It was the first time that he saw his own brother look uglier when he smiled than when he cried.

"Their account has been settled, but I still have another account to settle with you." Du Dejiang said fiercely. "Hold him!"

Du Dejiang punched Du Deze in the stomach. Du Deze felt as if he had knocked over the temple of the five internal organs and started retching.

"I was wrong, brother, I was really wrong this time. I shouldn't have kidnapped someone..." Du Deze was beaten with snot and tears.

"You made too many mistakes. I won't have a brother like you in the future!" Du Dejiang winked at his subordinates.

"Brother, I was wrong, spare me, spare me." Seeing Du Dejiang's confidant walking over expressionlessly, he felt a trace of fear in his heart.

"No." An inhuman scream was particularly frightening.

………………

At the dinner table, Wang Yue introduced the preparations for the film to Su Butong.

"When can you start filming at the earliest? I've already contacted the crew here."

This movie has been pushed for too long and should have started filming four months ago.

Fortunately, filmmakers in Xiangjiang usually work continuously and keep filming. So after Su Butong was released from prison, Wang Yue immediately made an appointment and built a crew.

But it’s not enough to just have a crew, there also need to be actors, right?

All these things require Wang Yue to run forward and backward constantly.

Including script planning and actor selection, Su Butong has become the boss, and now these things are all handed over to him.

He is not a producer, he is better than a producer.

Wang Yue didn't know why Su Butong was so crazy that he had to force himself on stage. Movies on the big screen are not so easy to act in, especially kung fu movies.

Fortunately, Su Butong already knew what he wanted, and investors only invested millions of dollars because of his face.

Therefore, Su Butong's positioning for this film is: "The domestic box office is 10 million, the overseas sales are 10 million, at least let people make some money."

Su Butong thought for a while and replied: "The day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow?" Wang Yue was surprised. He didn't know why Su Butong was so crazy. Why couldn't he be idle just after he was released from prison? Even if he couldn't idle, didn't he still want to change his state of mind?

He laughed angrily and said: "Master, you know that even if our crew is full now, actors have been cast for you, but we don't have a script, right?"

"Script? Do we still need that thing?" Su Butong asked rhetorically.

"???" Listen, is this human language? A script is the foundation of a play. Without a script, how can you talk about acting? Even if you Su Butong knows the lines, what about the other actors? A biography of your own character and the progress of the plot.

You have to know something, right? No matter how good an actor is, he won't be in good shape.

"Can't take pictures."

Su Butong knew that what he said was a bit big, so he said with a smile: "Look at how anxious you are. I can take it out tomorrow. Time waits for no one. I have to pay the debt to others, but it doesn't matter if I just pay it back.

We still have to make a movie that can stand the test of history.”

It has withstood the test of history and actually means nothing more than that, becoming a classic among kung fu movies.

Nowadays, double Mondays have become a trend, but Zhou Xingxing's rise to prominence will be significantly later than that of his two seniors, Fa Zai and Long Ge.

The Seven Monsters of Xinyi City, Jiahe, and Shaw Brothers can now fight in separate courts.

Under such circumstances, it is actually very difficult to make a movie with yourself as the protagonist.

First of all, it was not a box office hit.

It's all because you don't have box office appeal. Without box office appeal, no one is willing to go to the cinema to watch your movie.

In this way, if the movie does not lose money, then there is no need to talk about making money.

In fact, Su Butong had already thought of this, so he did not drink too much at the dust-washing banquet, but returned to Lin Muyu's apartment early to prepare for further development of the script.

Lin Muyu's apartment has an Apple computer that he often uses. However, the biggest problem with Apple computers is the font library and intelligent pinyin for the Chinese input method. Therefore, this thing is fine for daily office use. If it is really used to write scripts, it is not as good as

The pen in hand is fast.

According to his speed, it would not be a problem to write most of a play in one night. After all, there was a movie he had seen since he was a child, which left a deep impression on him.

But he didn’t want people to know that his speed was too monstrous, so he deliberately wrote only 10,000 words in one night.

In the early morning, Lin Muyu, who was still working overtime, called and told him that Chu Xingyun had caught the earliest flight to Xiangjiang and stayed in a hotel not far from him.

Su Butong stretched himself, read the script, and nodded with satisfaction.

In this play, he doesn't seek to be a blockbuster, he just wants to say something and leave some traces of his presence in the world.

The wind blew across the manuscript paper, and the name at the top was: "Drunken Master"

Walking to Chu Xingyun's hotel, he asked Chu Xingyun to come to the hotel's all-night coffee shop, and then the two hugged each other when they met.

"Boss, you miss me so much." In the past four months, Chu Xingyun had been under great pressure. Su Butong understood, so he could only give him an apologetic hug.

"I'm pretty good. Thanks to you on the game side, the Zhanlong brand has survived." Su Butong said with a smile.
To be continued...
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