Sammo Hung made an exception and wore big leather shoes, carrying a few bags of wine, cakes, fruits and other things in each hand.
"Oh, Chang Yun, no matter when I see you, you really haven't changed at all."
"That's because you've become wealthy."
Wu Changyun patted Sammo Hung's belly. This guy was getting fatter every year, and it seemed that he was on a path of no return to gaining weight.
"Nothing can be done about it. I'm blessed."
Sammo Hung tightened his stomach, then said hello to Zhou Huiting who was busy running around, put down the things in his hands and started to help with the running around.
"Brother, I'm here to eat again."
Zeng Zhiwei is right behind Sammo Hung. This year, he was promoted by Sammo Hung and had the opportunity to appear on the screen.
"Welcome, welcome."
Chen Gangsheng also came in and cupped his hands and said, "Happy New Year, old friend."
Zhou Runfa: "Boss, congratulations on your prosperity. Give me the red envelope."
Zhang Guorong: "Brother, I'm here."
Wu Mengda: "Xiao Wu, Happy New Year! It's such a lively day today."
Wang Jing: "Oh, it's more fun here. It's too boring to go home. Please protect me."
Liang Jiahui: "Happy New Year, I prepared a little gift for big brother."
Du Qifeng: "Oh, it's a great start this year. With so many people here, why don't you give out red envelopes? What are you waiting for?"
Wu Changyun scratched his head. He had prepared the red envelope ribbon long ago, but everyone present was more promising than the other, so the amount of the red envelope was too small to be presented.
"It's a thousand yuan."
Wu Changyun asked Zhou Huiting to prepare.
There were about twenty people present, and after this wave of distribution, 20,000 yuan was gone.
Wu Changyun didn't feel too sad. After all, the fact that this group of people could gather in his company to celebrate the New Year was a miracle that could not be bought with money.
A grill and a big pot were set up on the rooftop. These were the big pots borrowed from nearby neighbors, and the stove was also borrowed by Wu Changyun from Chang Sihu. It was almost like moving a fast food truck to the rooftop.
"Stop working."
"Oh, it's okay. If I don't do some work, I don't know what to do with myself."
While cutting vegetables, Sammo Hung started to torture his fellow apprentice.
"What are you chatting about, kid? Come and help me wash the vegetables."
"good."
Chen Gangsheng nodded in agreement and trotted over to help pick vegetables.
These stars are not actually idle. They have received many invitations to more upscale occasions such as New Year's Eve parties, but when a group of people who are not very familiar with each other get together, they don't have much fun.
It's rare that someone like Wu Changyun can connect everyone's network of relationships together.
"You and he met at that party, right? How come you suddenly become so close?"
Sammo Hung licked the saltiness off his fingers with his tongue, then pointed at Chan Kong-sang next to him.
"We can get along pretty well, I guess."
"Yes, he went to Macau later and we played together for a few days." Chen Gangsheng said with a smile.
For these actors, Wu Changyun was like playing a love strategy game. Wu Changyun had seen the stars' early mental journeys in interviews and programs, and some of them were told by them themselves on TV when they were older.
When the other party had not yet become famous and was facing setbacks in his career, Wu Changyun's concern was particularly precious.
"If there's a chance, let's form a team and include Old Wu, and the three of us can make an action movie together." Sammo Hung suggested.
Ever since Chan Kong-sang came back, Sammo Hung has always been concerned about his junior brother. Chan Kong-sang didn't have a smooth start to his career, and now he can't take care of others.
Sammo Hung did quite well right after his debut, as he was a few years ahead of his fellow apprentices. Now he not only makes his own films, but also lets the members of the Hung Family Clan appear on the screen whenever he has the chance. This way, his Hung Family Clan will eventually branch out.
"There's a chance."
Chen Gangsheng nodded, but he didn't think of this as an achievable goal.
He has his own style of acting, which is different from Sammo Hung's, and not everyone can film his work.
Everyone was busy on the rooftop, but the downstairs wasn't so active. Zhou Huiting brought in a mahjong table from somewhere, and that marked the beginning of the event.
There were about ten people in total, sitting at three tables. In the blink of an eye, Wu Changyun looked behind him and saw that only Zhang Guorong was left.
Zhang Guorong doesn't play cards and he doesn't smoke. The air on the rooftop is good and the atmosphere is relatively quiet.
When Wu Changyun reached the second floor, he discovered that Zhao Yazhi and Lin Qingxia had both arrived and were already sitting at the mahjong table playing. He also saw Fu Shun in the crowd after a long absence. Since he was arrested last time and had been reflecting on his actions for a while, Fu Shun had put down his business and started participating in various community activities and volunteering.
"Brother Yun!"
Fushun raised his hand to greet Wu Changyun and signaled his fellow card players to wait for him.
"Go up and help after the fight."
"Okay." Fushun agreed enthusiastically.
The plan was originally good. Wu Changyun was planning to take this opportunity to let everyone get to know each other better, so that they could take care of each other when their relationship deepened. But now, his place has become a chess and card room.
Those who need to play cards play cards, and those who need to be busy are busy. It’s almost time for dinner.
Wu Changyun invited everyone to go upstairs. The weather was good today and the sky was full of stars.
Wu Changyun distributed wine glasses to everyone and poured wine. Everyone said Happy New Year in unison. The scene was so touching that it made people cry.
The surrounding area was filled with the clamor of firecrackers, and people were playing small games and getting each other drunk.
Until late at night, no one present left, and some of them leaned back in their chairs.
Wu Changyun thought he could drink a bit, and Sammo Hung could also tolerate alcohol quite well, so the two sat down and had a chat.
"It must be quite troublesome to take care of your whole family." Sammo Hung is the big brother in the martial arts industry, especially since he debuted early. Judging from the current active young generation, basically everyone calls him big brother.
Wu Changyun's debut was not too late. Judging from the time he entered the industry, Wu Changyun is also a big brother in the company.
"It's not easy being the eldest brother."
"Of course it's not easy. I was born the eldest in the family." Sammo Hung pushed Chan Kong-sang next to him and asked him to put down the bottle of wine.
"What are you going to do in the future? You can't take care of so many people by yourself."
Sammo Hung could see the shortcomings of Wu Changyun's company at a glance. Qi Ji Film Company did not have the scale of Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers, but it had more staff than Siyuan or Changgong Film Company.
The model of Siyuan Film Company is reasonable. The company basically cooperates with actors and provides scripts and production staff.
Wu Changyun's Qi Ji Film Company adopts the business model of large film companies, with an attitude of "I want it all".
"I don't plan to be the second Golden Harvest or Shaw Brothers. If I want to do something, I want to be the biggest. In the 1980s, I want to become the largest film and television company in Hong Kong, surpassing TVB," Wu Changyun said frankly.
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