The Hong Kong entertainment industry is never short of evil methods. Shao Yifu and Zou Wenhuai has used it. However, after the two of them have made great achievements, they have changed to spending money and do not want to solve the problem with violent situations.
The Hong Kong film industry in the early 1980s was far purer than Taiwan, but the dark era was coming, and Kang Jianfei didn't want to break the rules, but he would not retreat if anyone breaks the rules first.
Of course, from Zou Wenhuai's perspective, Kang Jianfei's reaction seemed to be too extreme. But Zhou Xingchi, Zhou Runfa and Li Lianjie will be the future core of the Dream Factory built by Kang Jianfei. Now that he has just made Zhou Xingchi famous, Jiahe actually wants to come to pick fruits. Can Kang Jianfei not be angry?
As for threatening other people's relatives directly, Kang Jianfei had no psychological burden at all. Of course, he would not be despicable and really mess with other people's children, but he also knew that Zou Wenhuai would definitely stop at this time.
After all, although Kang Jianfei became a rich man, his banditry aura had never diminished, but he was not exposed normally.
After the agreement between China and the UK signed last year, the British and Hong Kong governments' various controls on society have been much loosened. The most intuitive manifestation is the current film censorship. As long as there are no too serious moral problems, the inspection team is too lazy to manage.
Hong Kong communities were beaten very fiercely in the first ten years, and all the characters were relatively restrained, but now they are becoming arrogant again, and various violent incidents are emerging one after another.
The deliberate willingness of the Hong Kong British government, coupled with the prosperity of the Hong Kong film market, will attract more and more gang forces to enter the film industry. If Kang Jianfei is not fiercer, he will be very sad in the next ten years.
Not to mention that Kang Jianfei and Xiang Huaqiang are just working together for interests, even if he is from Xin Yian, as long as it is profitable, 14K and Hutchison's rising young people dare to come to him to trouble him.
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At the Beijing Airport, Kang Jianfei hugged Hu Juncai, who came to pick him up, laughed and said, "Acai, you are doing better and better now. You are wearing a suit, a car and a mansion, and you have a beautiful woman by your side. You are a successful person!"
"Don't let me down, I can't compare with you." Hu Juncai spoke with the smell of Beijing movies. It seems that he has lived in Beijing a lot in recent years.
Compared to the gangsters in the past few years, Hu Juncai now has a calm temperament, and his every move is like a boss.
The main restoration work of Shaolin Temple has been completed. With the further opening up of the mainland and economic development, the number of tourists in Shaolin Temple has increased year by year. Although it is far from the crowds of tourists, at least the monthly income is greater than the expenditure. After steady progress, it will definitely become prosperous.
Of course, Kang Jian Fei's funds invested in Shaolin Temple are as high as tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars, and he will never be able to recover the money in the next few years.
In addition to the tourism career being on track, Hu Juncai's Shaolin Martial Arts School's first batch of students have also graduated. Among them, the best, and several Shaolin monks will perform Shaolin martial arts on the Spring Festival Gala tonight.
After all, today is the 30th day of the New Year. Kang Jianfei did not bring his followers to Beijing this time, so he put his subordinates home for the New Year. He opened the car door and sat in, and smiled and said, "Oh, high-end red flag, most people can't buy this car, right?"
Hu Junfei's car was not an imported car, but a Hongqi car that looked very low-key and steady. He sat in the cab and pursed his lips: "Zishan got it for me."
Kang Jianfei looked at the pile of entry and exit certificates at the front of the car and said, "It's amazing to have a background. By the way, how are you doing with that little girl?"
"Her family is not very happy," Hu Juncai said helplessly, "I don't have the chance to meet her grandfather and dad, but Zishan's mother is a little difficult to deal with, as if she wants her to marry another red child."
Kang Jianfei comforted: "The handsome daughter is not that easy to marry, so work hard to perform."
"That's all," Hu Juncai said suddenly, "By the way, Zishan couldn't leave today, so she didn't come to pick you up. Let me say hello to you on her behalf."
"It's okay, you can just get it." Kang Jianfei said.
Hu Juncai bought a house in the capital. It was a traditional courtyard with trees and vines growing in it, but it was a pity that it was a little noisy.
"Yeah, Boss Hu is back, Happy New Year."
"Xiao Hu, come here to have lunch together later, and everyone is lively."
"Juncai, come to my house to celebrate New Year's Eve tonight. It's not easy to be alone outside."
“…”
Kang Jianfei followed Hu Juncai into the courtyard. The collision of pots and pans and the laughter of children was heard. Obviously, there were many people living in the courtyard.
As soon as Hu Juncai appeared, all kinds of greetings came one after another, and the residents of Siheyuan were extremely enthusiastic.
After Hu Juncai said hello to everyone, he took out a handful of candy and gave it to several children, and said with a smile: "Happy Spring Festival everyone, I won't disturb you when I have dinner. Today I have a friend coming to Beijing."
An aunt who was dressed in a very festive manner, her eyes narrowed into slits, looked at Kang Jianfei and said, "This is also a big boss from Hong Kong, she is dressed in a very fashionable way."
"That's right, he's the big boss, I just work for him." Hu Juncai smiled.
As soon as Hu Juncai said this, the others were immediately respectful to Kang Jianfei, and several men came to shake hands and greet him.
After a while, everyone dispersed. Kang Jianfei followed Hu Juncai back to the main hall and asked, "Isn't you the courtyard you bought? Why are there so many people living in?"
"It's a long story," Hu Juncai explained simply, "These people have lived in Siheyuan for decades, and even two or three generations have lived here. They basically regard the house as their own house. Although the property rights of Siheyuan are mine, it's really hard to drive them out."
Kang Jianfei gloated and said, "I'm afraid it's not that it's difficult to drive out, but that it's impossible to drive out at all. It would be strange if this person who is with his family doesn't make trouble with you."
"Yes," Hu Juncai sighed, "so I'm just treating it as a good thing. Anyway, I haven't lived here for a long time, so I'll just treat these people as adding some popularity to Siheyuan."
"Let them live in vain?" Kang Jianfei asked.
"How could it be? Each household has a monthly rent of one dollar, and they don't want to pay this little money. They owe it all now." Hu Juncai shook his head and said, "I understand now. As long as it involves interests, it will hurt feelings. Don't look at them so enthusiastic about me. If they ask them to pay the rent they owe now, they will definitely chase me with their knives."
Kang Jianfei looked at the environment in the yard and asked with satisfaction: "How much did you buy this yard? I'll buy one another day."
Hu Juncai said: "It's only more than 4,000 yuan, but it's incomparable to your million-dollar mansion in Hong Kong."
Kang Jianfei thought that in another twenty years, the yard will be at least 100 million yuan, and it will be nice to buy a few buildings for appreciation, so it will be nice to live in it if you have nothing to do.
At noon, the restaurant brought the big meal that Hu Juncai had booked. After carrying a string of firecrackers in the yard and set them off, the two old men sat together for the New Year's lunch and started talking about something about Shaolin Temple.
Hu Juncai said with some concern: "Shaolin Temple is now on track, with more tourists day by day, and the local government seems to be very jealous."
"Not afraid, we have a contract for decades," said Kang Jianfei. "If it really doesn't work, just share the profit to the local government, but donate it, and don't give it directly to the local government."
"This will solve the problem," Hu Juncai took a sip of wine and said, "A local government secretary revealed to me that it seems that the city wants to directly invalidate the contract and force Shaolin Temple to be taken over by the government."
Kang Jianfei said with a funny look: "If you want to tear the contract, is it really a foreign businessman who gives money?"
"I carefully learned that the contract contract I signed was strictly illegal, because Shaolin Temple is a place of religious affairs, and many things inside are cultural relics. If no one pursues this kind of thing, it is legal, and once someone is serious, it is illegal," Hu Juncai said, "It is because we are Hong Kong businessmen, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the local government's request to withdraw Shaolin Temple was rejected. But I am afraid that in a few years, the tourism industry of Shaolin Temple will become really prosperous. Maybe the government will really forcefully take it back for the sake of interests."
Kang Jianfei was chewing the roast duck in his mouth, thinking for a while and said, "If you want to take it back, you can only collect Shaolin Temple. The land around Shaolin Temple is still ours, especially the land between Shaolin Temple and the Pagoda Forest has the highest value. It is enough to develop around these places in the future."
"I think so too," Hu Juncai said, "I heard from people from CCTV that your TV station wants to work with them to shoot programs. Why not just come and shoot Shaolin Temple and help me promote it."
"You are very concerned about Shaolin Temple and never forget to promote it." Kang Jianfei smiled.
"Can I not be sad? Shaolin Temple is my career." Hu Juncai said in a natural tone, "This time I asked Zishan to help me out, and added Shaolin Temple's martial arts performances to the Spring Festival Gala program, just to expand the reputation of Shaolin Temple."
Kang Jianfei said, "Okay, then I will ask Phoenix Platform to shoot a documentary for Shaolin Temple."
After lunch, the two of them had a short rest. Hu Juncai took Kang Jianfei to the Workers' Stadium. His Shaolin Temple Martial Arts Team was going to do the last Spring Festival Gala rehearsal this afternoon, and he had to run over to take a look before he could rest assured.
Kang Jianfei visited the Workers' Stadium in Beijing several times in his previous life, but the infrastructure in the 1980s was much older.
When Kang Jianfei and Hu Juncai arrived at the stadium, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Pang Xinhua was singing "Little Grass" on the stage. After singing, he received a burst of warm applause.
"Hello Teacher Hu!"
"Teacher Hu, we thought you were not here."
"Teacher Hu, have you had dinner? I'll help you make a box lunch."
“…”
Hu Juncai asked all the way and found a group of bald teenagers not far below the stage. The teenagers dressed in monks were eating lunch boxes. When they saw Hu Juncai, they greeted him happily, obviously respecting Hu Juncai from the bottom of their hearts.
Kang Jianfei quipped: "It's not bad, I've become a teacher. Fortunately, you didn't ask them to call you the principal."
Hu Juncai said speechlessly: "I'm not the Whampoa Military Academy."
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Chapter completed!