He drove a car he bought in the 1990s and arrived at a small restaurant.
This car was bought in 1998 after Jackie Chan's Hollywood film "Rush Hour" achieved good box office results and he was happy to give bonuses to his brothers - he played a small role in "Rush Hour".
It was so glorious to hang out with my eldest brother back then!
"..."
Mars ordered food and drinks, poured himself a glass of wine, rubbed the painful knee of his right leg from time to time, and sighed. He was already 60 years old in the blink of an eye and covered in injuries.
In 1976, the Marriage Class was founded, and Mars was the first generation member.
Sammo Hung is good at flattering people. Lin Zhengying, Yuan Biao, Yuan Hua, Cao Rong (Sun Wukong in Journey to the West), Wu Ma, etc. were all promoted by Sammo Hung from the Hong family class.
But the family class is different. It is completely for Jackie Chan. You can play small roles, but there is no way to be the protagonist. There is only one protagonist, Jackie Chan.
This is a mode difference, nothing good or bad.
For the members, being in the Hong Family Class gives them more ambition and the opportunity to become stars.
In the family class, the salary is also good. Jackie Chan is a righteous person. He can get married, buy a house, have children and so on. But it is limited to this and there is no room for development.
The family class was disbanded once and then reorganized. The staff has changed for several generations. It used to be a Jianghu gang with brotherly loyalty, but now it has become a corporatization and institutional management.
Mars is old and semi-retired.
He believes that if he opens his mouth and says that he is having difficulties in life, his elder brother will definitely take the money, but this is to help the urgent rather than to help the poor.
So Hugeliv took root in Hong Kong, supported him with both hands, and now has a relatively stable job, which will provide him with security in his later years.
Which of the two has the greater kindness?
Huoshu thought for a long time and suddenly smiled. Maybe it was not about kindness. I worked hard for my eldest brother and he died for me. It was natural.
He thought of himself again.
Born in Shanghai, studied opera in Hong Kong, joined martial arts when he was a child, and spent 60 years struggling with nothing...
"call!"
Martian took a swig of wine, but Chen Baisheng's words still lingered in his ears.
"Boss Yu was bullied. She has done so much for Hong Kong films, and she most hopes that Hong Kong Island will be stable and we can make money together and be happy. As a result, the gang teamed up to oppose her and even went to the top to make trouble.
Boss Yu is disappointed and wants to move Hugelive to Singapore."
Mars is a rough man, not a fool. This may not be the truth.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
…………
At the end of November, we finally had a rest.
That night.
Mars gathered a group of brothers.
Today there are the most people, 16 in total, 2 are missing arms, 2 have broken legs, 1 has been disfigured by fire, and 7 are receiving welfare benefits...but they are real members of the Hong Kong Action Stuntmen Guild.
Everyone has the right to vote for the Academy Awards!
"Boss, what exactly did you say?"
"Have you asked me clearly? Why did you suddenly refuse to settle the payment and stop all new plays?"
A group of people looked at Mars eagerly, and Mars said: "That director said that Hugelive was expanding globally and was running out of money, but I asked Mr. Chen and that was not the case at all.
Boss Yu and the big guys in Hong Kong are fighting in the Mainland. You know those people, they like to go to their parents the most. Boss Yu is very disappointed. He feels that after having paid so much for Hong Kong films, he will be targeted, so he wants to leave."
"We can't evacuate, what should we do?"
"Even if you leave, you still have to settle the payment!"
"Yes, we can't leave!"
It was chaotic at the time, and most of them were uneducated, with a loyal side and a cunning side. It was the countless low-level practitioners of all kinds who constituted the integrity of the Hong Kong circle.
"What's the point of yelling? People can leave if they want!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Simple, if boss Yu is bullied, we will help her get it back."
"..."
The meaning of the words was obvious, but everyone was a little hesitant. They wanted to take sides!
Martian was very determined, and scolded each one: "Look at you, you are covered in rotten skin, you are neither human nor ghost, you were burned for them when you were young, now you are picking up garbage, who has cared about you?"
"And you, your wife doesn't have money to take medicine, and your child is not good at studying. We are already miserable enough. You want your son to be even worse than you in the future?"
"Don't laugh either! Your mother was almost mad at you. Have you ever been filial to her in your life?"
"..."
Everyone was scolded and their heads were wet with blood, and they remained silent.
"This is all the money in my pocket!"
Hushu slapped a pile of bills on the table and said: "I divided hundreds of thousands last time, and you all know me, I am used to spending a lot of money. Here is 75,000 yuan, which is enough for us to have a good meal."
After eating, it’s the brothers who follow me on the street! If you don’t want to, the mountains and rivers have never met, and we will go our separate ways from now on.”
…………
Two days passed.
Hong Kong seems to have returned to calm. People come and go in a hurry, continuing to rush around in this abnormal and upside-down city, too lazy to stop and take a look elsewhere... Oh no, I still want to look.
Because people were horrified to find that another group of people appeared on the streets holding flags and banners.
"Did you make a mistake? Come again!"
"Please, don't block the road, I don't want to take a detour!"
"Please don't go in front of my shop. I don't have any business."
They thought this group of people was the same as before, but when they took a closer look, what kind of lineup was this?
They were all middle-aged and elderly people, with crooked melons and cracked faces and fleshy faces. There were also a few people with disabilities in wheelchairs, waving small flags in their hands and shouting the loudest:
“Love China and Hong Kong!”
"Firmly oppose x-independence!"
"Condemn the president of the 13 Film and Television Industry Association, you have no right to represent us, you have no right to speak for us... You are not welcome in Hong Kong!"
"Get out!"
This group of people occupied a street, and not long after, another group of people came together, under the banner of the "Hong Kong Film Writers Association".
Following closely, banners from the Photographers Society, Performers Association, Fine Arts Society, Editing Association, Lighting Association, Post-production Professionals Association and other banners came from all directions and soon gathered into a torrent.
The media caught wind of this and came eagerly to see the grand event.
“Support Hugelive!”
“Support Jiahe!”
"Big guys who are sucking our blood, do you have the nerve to sit in a luxury house and say a few words without any pain? We are the ones suffering. You talk about revitalizing Hong Kong movies, you talk about loving Hong Kong movies, but where are the results? We are still the ones who suffer.
Suffering.
Now someone is helping us, but you want to drive it away, but we won't agree!"
The layout of 99 in Hong Kong Island will of course affect not only the Mars group, but also the entire industry chain. There are many smart people, and they all thought of it together, and even communicated in private.
Everyone tacitly agrees:
"The rules of the world include whose food you eat and whose god you worship!"
…
This group of people who had never been taken seriously before took to the streets.
Whether they are ordinary celebrities living in thousand-foot mansions, or big bosses overlooking Victoria Harbour, or the older generation, the new generation, the film industry, television, etc., they all feel an indescribable panic.
Fear!
They declined all interviews, did not dare to speak out, did not dare to show their faces, and all of them acted like cowards.
Those far away in the mainland were even more outraged.
Zhang Jiazhen, who was busy with the release of "The Wheel", didn't even care about the movie. He returned to Hong Kong with Jiang Zhiqiang that night, his eyes were splitting and he was gnashing his teeth:
"This is cutting off our roots!"
(No more...
Uncle Benshan's "Magpie Sword Gate" is better than expected, recommended.)