Chapter 183
Long Gen could become the Wo Shing Mong Kok branch master, and his execution ability was not bad at all.
Otherwise, Wo Shing wouldn't have let him preside over the Mong Kok branch; anyone with poor ability wouldn't have been able to gain a foothold on Portland Street.
In the movie, when Shanjie and the hooligans at the stadium had a conflict, what he said was no joke.
Having a way to resolve the predicament, his actions were quite rapid.
"Organize a beauty pageant?"
Jing Kun heard Long Gen's idea, and his eyes lit up: "This idea is not bad!"
"To tell you the truth, this idea was obtained by my underling Guanzaisen from Wu Feng!"
Long Gen didn't hide it either, and simply recounted the matter of Deng Bo giving him a strict order, how he and Guanzaisen thought of a way, and finally asked Wu Feng for help.
"So that's how it is!"
Jing Kun suddenly realized, and couldn't help but mutter: "The power of your Wo Shing elders is too great!"
If this happened to him, he wouldn't care about any society elders and would tell the other party to get as far away as possible.
"There's no way!"
Long Gen smiled bitterly, "Every society has its own characteristics; the situation of Wo Shing is particularly suitable for elders to call the shots. It has been like this for so many years, and it has formed traditions and habits!"
"Okay, I'll take this matter!"
Jing Kun didn't talk nonsense and said directly, "But I think for this matter, we still have to discuss it carefully with the one sitting in Shanghai Street; I'm afraid it won't work without his participation!"
"How do you say that?"
Long Gen's heart jumped; he didn't want this situation to happen.
Still the same sentence, if Jing Kun and Wu Feng joined forces, their strength would be too overbearing.
It made him instinctively reject it, and a little bit of unease arose.
"Didn't you say you want to make it as lively as the 'Unlimited Fighting Tournament'?"
Now, it was Jing Kun's turn to be confused, and he said irritably: "If there is no Asia Television live broadcast, the influence will be limited after all, at most it will be lively in the Yau Tsim Mong area!"
"This, it's really like this!"
Long Gen was speechless and smiled bitterly: "This matter, I'll leave it to Kun Ge!"
"It's okay, I also really want to see the excitement of the Portland Street beauty pageant!"
Jing Kun waved his hand, and an evil smile appeared on his face unconsciously: "I want to see what medicine is in Feng Zai's gourd?"
But the next day, when he called Wu Feng, Wu Feng was not at the Shanghai Street headquarters, nor was he inspecting his company, but had gone to the Yindu Institution to talk about things.
Meeting Liao Lao again, this person's complexion was obviously a bit haggard.
He didn't ask too much, stated his purpose directly, and explained the matter of the Mainland factory clearly.
Then he stated that Lin Baiyi had already found out about the Mainland factory and might take targeted actions.
"How did your factory in the Mainland provoke Lin Baiyi?"
Liao Lao was very curious and asked directly: "If it's hard to answer, don't say it!"
"There's nothing hard to answer!"
Wu Feng was very calm and smiled: "The clothing and shoes produced by the Mainland factory were all sold to Hongxing leader Jiang Tiansheng and Sai Kung branch master Han Bin!"
"The channels they took weren't very formal, and the volume of goods was very large, which affected Lin Baiyi's share of the clothing business overseas!"
"To be honest, were you involved?"
Liao Lao's expression was very serious, and his gaze towards Wu Feng was also quite sharp!
Since everything had been said so clearly, how could he not know what was going on?
Fortunately, he was born in Hong Kong and was not too concerned about the environment.
"How could I be so stupid as to reveal such a big flaw?"
Wu Feng smiled: "Whether it's raw material procurement, clothing and shoe production, or shipping overseas, the Mainland factory follows formal procedures, and there are no problems at all!"
"As for how they handled the goods after I sold them to those two, it has nothing to do with me!"
"That's good!"
Liao Lao smiled: "Then what are you still worried about?"
"Lin Baiyi is a big tycoon in Hong Kong, obviously with more strategic value!"
Wu Feng answered with a smile: "For this matter, I have to guard against it!"
"You, you underestimate your influence too much!"
Liao Lao pointed at Wu Feng and shook his head: "With Asia Television in hand, there's no need to worry about anything!"
The old and the young looked at each other and smiled; everything was understood without words.
"Liao Lao, seeing that your complexion is not very good, have you not been resting well recently?"
After finishing the serious business, Wu Feng asked with concern.
Greeting Liao Lao in advance could also be considered a kind of alternative reporting.
If anything happens later, he won't care about the influence or not; the business world is like a battlefield, and he will use whatever means are effective.
Of course, his concern for Liao Lao's physical condition was also sincere.
After all, the two had a good relationship, and their cooperation could be considered quite tacit.
The Shuangnan Circuit under the Yindu Institution was still the main screening place for films produced by Fengrui Film and Television, so the relationship was naturally extraordinary, and he didn't want Liao Lao's health to have any accidents.
"It's okay, it's just that I've been a bit angry recently!"
Chairman Liao sighed: "Didn't I tell you before? The Mainland wanted to shoot sunny-type folk stories, and they have been released one after another recently, but the box office is not very ideal!"
"Do you know the reason?"
Wu Feng asked curiously: "Although I said long ago that without the popularity accumulation of novels and comics, the risk of rashly shooting folk-type films is not small, but the chance of success is also not small!"
"As long as the rhythm is sharp and the suspense atmosphere is full, the audience should buy it!"
"Not to mention a big explosion in results, at least recovering the cost is not a problem!"
These words were not just comfort, but Wu Feng's true thoughts.
After all, the number of folk fantasy films screened by the Shuangnan Circuit was not small.
Although the number of releases had slowed down recently, they had accumulated many loyal audiences.
Not to mention anything else, the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Mainland were different, and as long as the local characteristic scenery was naturally integrated into the plot, it would attract some audiences to watch.
The production cost of folk fantasy films was not high, and the difficulty of recovering the cost was not great.
"The key is that the audience doesn't like the version shot in the Mainland!"
Chairman Liao smiled bitterly: "It was only screened in the Shuangnan Circuit for a week before it was taken off the screen amidst the dissatisfaction of the audience, but the Mainland side is not satisfied!"
"What is there to be dissatisfied with?"
Wu Feng sneered: "Business is king in Hong Kong; it's already very good to be able to lose money and shout for a week. Do you want the Shuangnan Circuit to screen it for a long time?"
Speaking of this, he shook his head: "It seems that they only care about themselves and are not very concerned about the life and death of brother units!"
"Not necessarily, not necessarily!"
Chairman Liao said hurriedly: "Mainland screenings are generally for several months; I guess they don't understand the environment in Hong Kong, which is why there is such a misunderstanding!"
"Then give them the opportunity to shoot movies in Hong Kong!"
Wu Feng said disapprovingly: "Let them open a small film company separately, give them the shooting indicators for two to three movies, and each movie will be budgeted at 1.5 million to 2 million according to the standards of the Mainland!"
"Let them play freely; it will be clear whether it's a mule or a horse when they are brought out!"
"This..."
Chairman Liao was very moved, but still hesitated.
This matter was clearly digging a hole for Mainland colleagues.
Mainland colleagues were not familiar with the shooting rules of commercial films and could easily lose everything.
"Liao Lao, just listen to me!"
Wu Feng smiled: "It's not easy for the Yindu Institution and the Shuangnan Circuit to have the current good situation!"
"At this time, many film companies have already defected, and it is a good time to continue to strengthen strength and increase the right to speak in the Hong Kong film circle; don't be affected by the dissatisfaction of some people in the Mainland!"
"With the profitability of the Yindu Institution at this time, giving the new film company the shooting funds for two to three movies shouldn't be a difficult thing, so don't think so much!"
"Okay, I'll try!"
Chairman Liao nodded, obviously still angry in his heart.
As Wu Feng said, it was not easy for the Yindu Institution and the Shuangnan Circuit to have the current situation.
After finishing these, Wu Feng declined Liao Lao's invitation to have lunch together and said goodbye cleanly.
He could give suggestions, but he didn't want to participate deeply in the internal affairs of the Yindu Institution.
Some people and some things are like this; he had memories of later generations and naturally knew how shameless some groups were, so there was no need to entangle with them.
Let them go to the front line directly; if they have the ability, show it, instead of whispering and pointing fingers behind their backs.
Wu Feng came here specifically to greet Liao Lao this time, also because he was worried that some people in the Mainland were not clear-headed and did something stupid; he wouldn't cover for them, and he didn't have such ability.
At this time, he already had a rough plan in his heart!
It could make Lin Baiyi swallow his bitterness and be unable to speak!
Really thinking that a big tycoon in Hong Kong could do whatever he wanted, that was impossible.
But this plan only had a rough outline and needed further refinement of details.
This time, Wu Feng was riding in a modified van, accompanied by two other vans; the motorcade of three vans was still very conspicuous.
Jing Kun, who had been sitting at the Sai Kung branch headquarters, saw Wu Feng, who had just gotten off the van and was surrounded by a group of underlings, at a glance; he was really quite something.
"Tell me, what bad ideas did you have again!"
The two met in the manager's office on the third floor of the Dafuhao Sauna, and Jing Kun asked immediately.
"What bad ideas could I have?"
Wu Feng naturally knew that Jing Kun had been waiting for a long time, but didn't expect that the other party would say this as soon as he opened his mouth, so he asked back inexplicably: "Does Kun Ge mean the idea I gave to Wo Shing's Guanzaisen?"
"Isn't it giving an idea to Wo Shing's Long Gen?"
Jing Kun was stunned, then reacted and waved his hand: "It's all the same, it's all the same. Long Gen also asked me to step forward, wanting to organize a large-scale beauty pageant covering the Yau Tsim Mong area!"
"Heh, their brains have opened up!"
Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "This is also good; the bigger the momentum, the greater the benefits for us. This time, we will make a big profit again!"
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