Lin Dong's words were very hurtful.

It's especially hurtful to beautiful women.

But upon closer inspection, I can't find any fault with it.

Yes, in the realistic society of Hong Kong Island, let alone strangers who meet by chance.

Even with close friends and family, whether or not you help them when they're in trouble is entirely up to fate.

"Huh? I thought... since you had the ability to help us... then..."

Hearing Lin Dong's cold and indifferent reply, Qiu Shuzhen's sorrow deepened, and her voice grew softer and softer.

"Miss Qiu, I have two principles when it comes to helping people. Would you like to hear them?"

Lin Dong smoothed his slightly wrinkled sleeves and asked with a smile.

"Please speak."

"First, I won't help anyone who isn't a close friend or relative; second, I won't help anyone who won't benefit from it."

"Ah... Mr. Lin, what kind of reward do you want? I can give you anything..."

Halfway through her sentence, Chiu Shu-chen seemed to realize something was amiss, her pretty face flushed red, and she stopped talking.

"Then what can you give me?" Seeing the goddess's embarrassment, Lin Dong smiled mischievously.

"I...I can give you money."

"Money? How much can you give? One million? Ten million? Or one hundred million?"

"I don't have that much money... A million is fine, can you pay in installments?"

"No way? You're a big star, and you're paying in installments for a million?"

Lin Dong had been half-seriously and half-teasingly preparing for this conversation.

But Chiu Shu-chen can't even come up with one million? He's speechless.

“Mr. Lin, don’t let my fame fool you, my pay isn’t high,” Qiu Shuzhen quickly explained.

"Indeed, Ms. Qiu can barely be considered a first-tier actress now, but her salary for one film will not exceed 300,000 yuan."

Liu Weiqiang earnestly helped explain.

As a seasoned industry insider, he was well aware that actresses like Chingmy Yau, who are merely pretty faces, would always only ever play supporting roles in male-dominated films.

"Actually, I don't have much money either... The ones who really make money are the film companies."

Liu Weiqiang sighed in self-pity.

"You are so pitiful!" Lin Dong sighed, rubbing his forehead.

He never imagined that the distribution of profits in Hong Kong's film industry in the 1990s would be so distorted.

Perhaps, regardless of the era.

Those who hold the power of discourse are never the seemingly glamorous celebrities, but capital.

“Mr. Lin, you don’t know this, but being able to sign with a film company means you’ll at least have work and a stable source of income.”

Liu Weiqiang started to pour out his grievances:

"The most terrifying thing is being forced to make films by gangsters. Not only do you get little money, but you also have no human rights whatsoever."

"They can film whenever they want, and they can change the script whenever they want."

"Especially for actresses with some looks, being forced to film Category III films, with impromptu sex scenes added, or even real sex during filming—it's all too common..."

The last few words startled Chingmy Yau, who was standing next to her, sobbing again. Her hot and sexy body trembled slightly with fear.

"Director Liu, are film companies very profitable?"

Seeing that the goddess was crying more and more sadly, Lin Dong stopped rambling and got down to business:

"I mean, film companies that can make movies like 'Young and Dangerous' or 'The God of Cookery'."

"Uh? Whose movie is 'The God of Cookery'? Has it been released yet?" Liu Weiqiang was slightly taken aback.

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, Stephen Chow's 'The God of Cookery' won't be released until the end of the year, haha..."

Lin Dong said awkwardly.

Damn, I almost got caught.

"Huh? Stephen Chow's new movie? How come I haven't heard anything about it? Has filming started yet?"

When the topic of movies came up, Liu Weiqiang immediately perked up and almost forgot about the important business.

"Hey! Let's get down to business." Ling Qianyi couldn't stand it anymore and quickly interrupted to remind him.

"Oh... I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, a company that can produce a blockbuster movie like 'Young and Dangerous' must be making money."

Liu Weiqiang blushed and quickly returned to the main topic.

"How much profit?" Lin Dong continued to ask.

"If you're lucky, you can easily earn two or three hundred million a year, but if you're unlucky, you'll suffer losses."

"Only two or three hundred million? That's so little?"

Lin Dong was overwhelmed. It turned out that running a film company wasn't as profitable as he had imagined.

"Two or three hundred million is not enough? Mr. Lin... you don't really want to start a film company, do you?"

Liu Weiqiang found Lin Dongtian's wildly imaginative ideas increasingly incomprehensible.

Who are these people?

Earning two or three hundred million a year and still not enough?

Do you know the average income on Hong Kong Island today?

300 million! That's enough to buy 10 luxury homes, each 3,000 square feet, in the affluent Central district.

......

"Director Liu, you're right, I was just thinking of starting a film company."

Lin Dong saw through Liu Weiqiang's thoughts, but didn't explain further:

"Strictly speaking, I want to acquire the film company you and Ms. Qiu work for."

"What? Acquire our company?"

This time, not only was Liu Weiqiang stunned, but even Qiu, who had just stopped crying, was shocked.

"Do you want to resolve the Chao Gang issue?" Lin Dong asked.

"Of course we want to!" Liu and Qiu answered in unison.

"That's easy. Once I acquire the company you signed with, you two will be mine."

Lin Dong smiled, as if he had already come up with a complete plan:

"Now that you're under my control, the Chao Gang will have to think twice before they try to touch you again, hehe..."

After wiping away her tears, the beautiful Qiu stared blankly at Lin Dong, lost in thought.

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