Entertainment 1998

Chapter 550 549, The cow refuses to drink water and is forced to drink water
"Jiang Feng, why don't you come and see what's going on? Mr. Tang actually knelt down to his brother in Temple Street, crying so hard that even I felt sorry for him, haha..."

Jiang Feng was about to return to Beijing and was packing his luggage at home when he suddenly received a call from Shu Qi.

This made Jiang Feng a little surprised!

I didn't expect that the one in the same-sex relationship would be so miserable, kneeling on the street, crying.

You know, according to Mark, the No. 1 among this kind of people is a very responsible man, and only then can he be No. 1.

Out of curiosity, and of course to say goodbye to Shu Qi, Zhang Guorong and Jiang Zhiqiang, Jiang Feng drove to the filming location of the Hong Kong version of the movie "Seeing a Ghost" - Temple Street in the afternoon of National Day.

Arrived at Temple Street at 3pm.

A lot of people gathered in front of a restaurant called "Dada Restaurant".

After getting off the bus and just taking a glance over there, Jiang Feng knew that most of them were tourists from the mainland, because it was impossible for the locals of Hong Kong Island to swear in Chinese without saying a word.

Wow, you know what, this girl Shu Qi is really pretty, but her mouth is a little big.

Oh my god, is that man squatting on the ground smoking Zhang Guorong? He is almost 50 years old, but he is still very handsome.

What the hell is that man kneeling on the ground doing? He doesn't look healthy at all, with a plate on his left arm, a plaster cast on his right wrist, and a brace on his nose. Um, he even has a lisp when he speaks.

Hey, is that Jiang Feng coming over there? He doesn't look like a star at all, he's wearing big shorts and flip-flops, and his skin is tanned.

But this guy is really awesome!

A movie called "Seeing the Ghost" was shot in the United States, and its box office exceeded 46 billion RMB, which is more than the annual box office of our country.

Hearing the grumblings of his fellow countrymen from the mainland, Jiang Feng couldn't help but want to laugh. After all, these people were very honest. They said what they thought and were not hypocritical at all.

Jiang Feng likes those people who are not hypocritical.

So before he even reached the outskirts of this group of mainland fellows, Jiang Feng applauded.

"Clap clap clap..."

“Welcome everyone to Hong Kong Island. There is a Qingxin Fruit Milk Tea shop next to it. I would like to invite everyone to have a free cold drink here.

However, we have agreed in advance that you must leave this place after you finish your cold drinks, because the Hong Kong version of "Seeing a Ghost" crew is filming, and it is easy for us to disturb them if we stay here. "

"it is good!"

As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, the group of tourists from the mainland applauded.

A cup of cold drink, 5 Hong Kong dollars, is not worth much, but everyone gets respect from Jiang Feng. Because Jiang Feng is not like some mainland crews, who look up to the sky and directly order the security guards to drive people away.

Tourists from the mainland all abide by the rules. Since they had agreed, they naturally evacuated from the door of this [Dada Restaurant].

Seeing these tourists leave, Shu Qi, who was holding the movie script preparing for the next scene, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up an unopened bottle of cold drink from the side and threw it over.

"Thank you, Brother Feng."

"You don't have to thank me. I will tell Mr. Jiang later and ask him to deduct the money I spent on treating the mainland tourists to cold drinks from your film pay."

"Tch, it would be weird to believe you."

Shu Qi didn't believe Jiang Feng's teasing at all.

"Jiang Feng..."

At this time, Zhang Guorong, who was sitting in the [Dada Restaurant], waved to Jiang Feng.

"Hi, Brother Zong!"

Jiang Feng walked over while drinking a cold drink.

"Ah hello."

Zhang Guorong smiled and patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder.

"When will you return to the capital?"

"Tomorrow morning, I come here now just to say goodbye to everyone."

He turned around and looked at the people who were setting up the filming scene in the [Big Restaurant]. After staring for a while, he didn't see the producer of this movie, Jiang Zhiqiang, so Jiang Feng asked, "Where is Boss Jiang?"

"He went back to the mainland. I think he went to attend the wrap party for 'Hero.'" Zhang Guorong said calmly, but then he lowered his voice.

"Ah Feng, tell me the truth, was it you who did this to Ah Tang?

Because I asked a good friend to find Luo Zhaohui and ask him what I could do to get him to stop. Luo told me that he would stop if I gave him 3 Hong Kong dollars every three days.

Therefore, we can infer that the man surnamed Luo is the one who does the dirty work, and the one who ordered him to do this is someone else. "

"not me!"

Jiang Feng denied it.

"To be honest, Brother Zong, although we have a good relationship and you have starred in two of my movies, to be honest, our relationship has not yet reached the point where I would pay someone to help you vent your anger."

"Yeah, I believe that."

Originally, he was a little skeptical about Jiang Feng, but after hearing what he said, Zhang Guorong's doubts disappeared in an instant.

Because Jiang Feng really attaches great importance to money.

According to Wang Fei, even if Jiang Feng's biological sister asked him to borrow money, she had to write a careful IOU and agree on a return date, and then the interest generated during the use of the money would be included.

Not to mention Wang Fei.

When Wang Fei got the song from Jiang Feng, he still had to pay according to the market price, nothing special.

It’s not Jiang Feng… then who else could it be?

Could it be the gambling king? You know, some time ago, the gambling king wanted to match me up with his eldest daughter.

Just as Zhang Guorong was thinking about this matter in a mess, he suddenly heard a sharp brake sound coming from the door of [Dada Restaurant].

Turning around, at this moment, two strong yellow-haired young men jumped out of a shabby van. These two yellow-haired young men just got out of the car, took a look, and went straight to Mr. Tang who was still kneeling at the door of the restaurant.

"He De, you are such a person who only cares about food and not about punishment. Even after being beaten to this point, you still sent an ambiguous email to my good brother Luo Zhaohui, saying that you admire his talent.

A day without seeing you feels like three years.

wipe…"

"what!"

Mr. Tang screamed miserably.

The yellow-haired boy who led the group kicked him on the arm, which was in a plaster cast.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhang Guorong wanted to run to the door to stop the two young men, saying that we are now living in a society ruled by law, so you shouldn’t bully others like this.

Someone changes the person who beats Atang every three days. Someone changes the person who beats Atang every three days. It's more punctual than the alarm clock I set.

But before Zhang Guorong could act, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a text message from a stranger.

[Mr. Zhang Guorong, I am your fan and also your most loyal fan.

Every song you have ever sung and every movie you have ever starred in are deeply engraved in my mind.

I respect your character, and I always have since your debut until now, so I hate this guy named Tang even more. It can be said that without him, you wouldn't have become the homosexual couple you are today.

So I swear here that until you find a girlfriend, this Tang will not stop getting beaten. Of course, Tang may flee abroad. But it is more chaotic abroad, and he may die faster.

Of course, you can also take this text message I sent to the police, but if you do, I can’t guarantee that he won’t get hit by a car on the street, hehe…】

The message is a bit long.

It was automatically divided into two parts and sent to me. After Zhang Guorong read it, he immediately started shaking with anger.

Is there any justice in this world?

(End of this chapter)