"Do you think it's feasible to film in Hong Kong?"
"I don't think there's any problem. Shooting a horror film is not a special effects film. This is a relatively modern background. There is no system like the ghost exorcist or the Maoshan Taoist priest. The requirements for costumes and props will be relatively high, as well as the director's shooting techniques." Wu Changyun said.
In the 1970s, Hollywood's special effects level had already distanced itself from its peers, and its fundamental focus was visual stimulation.
"You mean it's okay to shoot in Hong Kong?"
"Yes." Wu Changyun nodded in agreement.
"Since the master has given his advice, I will need your help in the future."
"Of course you can come to me. Working for anyone will earn you money."
Yuan Aijia didn't expect that Wu Changyun still remembered to mention money, but in essence she and Wu Changyun were the same kind of people, realistic and very clear about their desires. Thinking of this, Yuan Aijia couldn't help but smile. Perhaps their relationship in the future will be like this.
"Can't you be a little more gentleman? Come closer to me."
"You said you wanted to watch a horror movie."
Wu Changyun extended his shoulder and arm. Yuan Aijia contentedly hugged Wu Changyun's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Are you free these two days? I need to find the right actors to film your script."
"No time."
Wu Changyun thought about the fact that he still had to check on Chang Sihu's business tomorrow, and he also had his master's affairs to deal with. He wondered if his master knew about the security company, and what would he think if he knew. Yuan Aijia had the personality of a mischievous little princess, and it would be nice to go out with her. But for shopping and dining, Chen Sisi, who was more voluptuous, intellectual, and charming, would be more relaxing.
At this time, Wu Changyun suddenly remembered something. In the script of "The Sixth Sense", the core actor besides the male lead is the little boy who can see ghosts. If he is a child star, wouldn't it be possible to look for a male actor who was popular in the 1980s? Of course, it is also possible to play a cross-dressing role. In this way, there are a lot more alternative characters.
When the two came out of the room, Yuan Aijia walked a little unnaturally and had to rely on Wu Changyun to support her before she could leave. She didn't know what the staff behind her were talking about.
Someone drove to pick up Yuan Aijia. After Wu Changyun escaped, he went home and changed into the Ford GT. Fushun drove to Chang Sihu's store again. Fushun might be needed more often in such occasions in the future. Considering that as an actor, he might bring influence to the store, it would be a good thing for Chang Sihu to remember the Ford GT. Sometimes a car can also be a part of a person's identity.
Wu Changyun's first stop was an American fast-food restaurant in Kowloon. The staff were casually dressed. A woman in her fifties was wiping tables, and the other three looked younger, none of them having previous service experience. The restaurant was a rectangular bunk bed, separated by a partition that led to the kitchen. The entire frying process was separated by a pane of glass, giving it a clean, transparent appearance. Wu Changyun squeezed through the crowded seats. The aisle was narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.
"What would you like to eat?"
The waiter behind the glass looked up at Wu Changyun and asked.
"French fries, Coke, and two hamburgers each."
After Wu Changyun ordered the meal, the two of them stood at the door. There was not even a place to sit. Actually, this was considered good, as many American fast food restaurants only offer takeout.
"Well, you know what, this American food is pretty delicious."
Fushun was hungry for a long time. He had never eaten this kind of fast food before. He held the hamburger and his mouth was full of oil. Then he took a sip of ice-cold cola. It was simply the best.
Wu Changyun also took a few bites. The taste was much better than the generic takeout he had eaten in the 21st Century. It might be because the meat was of better quality. As for the French fries, they were not so crispy. It might be because the fryer did not figure out the trick. As for the soda, Wu Changyun could tell whether it was diluted with water or not with just one sip.
"There's a constant flow of customers coming and going. How much money can you make in a day? You can trust Chang Sihu with such a good business."
"Employ people with confidence, and don't employ people you doubt. Haven't you heard of this principle?"
Wu Changyun said this because he had no other choice at the beginning. He accidentally mentioned Chang Sihu. Now is the time to draw the bow and arrow. He didn't know how many employees in all the stores were recruited by relying on Chang Sihu's relationship. It would probably be more trouble than gain to change the leader temporarily.
"Let's go to another one."
Wu Changyun and Fushun got in the car, and what he was most worried about was the hygiene issue.
This time they headed straight for the nearest Mong Kok, where the largest store was located. It was very likely that Chang Sihu would be there at this time.
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