"Saw" was affected by censorship restrictions and was banned from being shown on the big screen in many countries and regions. Ann-Margret did fulfill her promise and joined her former employer to protest against Wu Changyun's film.
Wu Changyun bought a piece of land that was originally a factory on Diamond Hill, which is less than 20 minutes' drive from Golden Harvest Film Studio.
Although it is called Diamond Hill, it looks like it is under construction. It is located in the mountains and the houses are built along the terrain.
The houses here are generally taller, so the place Wu Changyun chose was further in along the street. The original site was a bedding factory, but later the owner changed it into a toy factory and moved directly to the new address.
Wu Changyun's film company plans to be located here. Currently, many places in Hong Kong are under construction. If you want to see the prosperity of Hong Kong, it is very easy. Just take a circle along Victoria Harbour.
Filmmakers deserve a creative environment that is close to life, and Diamond Hill will be even more comfortable.
During the period of construction and decoration of the company, Wu Changyun followed Fushun to explore the real estate business for the first time.
“Is this place renovated?”
Wu Changyun pushed open the door and found that the overall layout was not much different from the previous one. It was visible to the naked eye that the walls had been repaired and home appliances and daily necessities had been installed.
“The slogan of this room is ‘move in with your luggage.’”
Fushun opened the windows and the sea breeze blew directly into the room, creating a quite literary atmosphere.
“Were these not there originally?”
“Most of them were bought, and some old ones were thrown away.”
Fushun took Wu Changyun to visit the next community. This community was actually called a white-collar apartment, and there was a manager on the first floor.
"Who did this?" Wu Changyun realized that such a big move definitely did not come from Fushun.
"A friend of mine."
"The housing prices here weren't high before, but a guy I know put a rental ad in the newspaper, and the rent went up immediately."
When Fushun mentioned this buddy, he seemed to have a lot to say.
This location is originally good, but there are many vacant properties, and the price-performance ratio is not good in comparison. Tenants generally choose communities that are closer.
It is not difficult to attract people to the environment here, but the difficult part is how to retain the tenants who come to see the house.
When many people decide to buy something, the more important the item is, the more they need a decisive reason.
"This guy must be an expert at real estate sales. How many apartments like this are there?"
"It is said that there are nearly twenty buildings, and we only occupy two or three."
"How long has it been signed?"
"Sign year by year."
Wu Changyun recalled his past experience, so he pulled over a tenant who had just come downstairs and asked, "Hello, I'm here to see the house today. How long does it usually take to sign a contract here?"
The man paused, then, seeing Wu Changyun's handsome appearance, replied, "Three years."
"Three years? Someone signed for three years?"
This is the first time that Fushun has encountered such a situation.
"It's cheap. The houses here are cheap, so of course I can sign the contract. Do you understand? Why did you come to see the house?"
After hearing this, Wu Changyun frowned, feeling that there was something wrong with this matter.
"Ask your buddy..."
Before Wu Changyun could finish his words, the phone rang.
"Brother Yun, I heard you're back?" It was Chang Sihu's voice on the phone.
"Well, I've been looking for you everywhere. Where have you been hiding, you bastard?"
"I'm still in the New Territories. I've been miserable these past two days. I've been sleeping in the mountains every day."
"Come back."
Wu Changyun asked someone to pass on a message that the people and their belongings would be returned by tonight at the latest.
The old ways no longer work. There are Hong Kong bigwigs from all walks of life above the police station, including the boss of Great Wall Films.
Such a small matter can be solved with just one phone call.
Mo Yuxuan only learned the news afterward. If it weren't for the special period, he would have been punished for his actions.
"Damn businessman, running dog."
Mo Yuxuan was indignant. Many things were too rule-based. These businessmen seemed to be abiding by the rules on the surface, but were skirting the rules in private.
Especially after a few years in Hong Kong, these businessmen have gained control of most of the power in Hong Kong and have become the ICAC's toughest nut to crack.
In the evening, Bai Yu, the buddy who played cards with Fushun before.
Bai Yu organized a card game and invited the two largest shareholders of the company and the nominal chairman Fang Jin.
As soon as Wu Changyun arrived, he came face to face with a Ford Granada.
Wu Changyun honked the horn and the other party turned off the car lights.
Wu Changyun got out of the car and glared at the man's car window in annoyance. Fushun walked in front and recognized Bai Yu who had been waiting outside the door.
"Who is this?"
"My partner."
"Hello, hello."
Bai Yu greeted Wu Changyun enthusiastically, but the more he looked at the man in front of him, the more familiar he felt.
At this time, the owner of the Granada finally got out. He was one of the company's shareholders.
"Brother Hai, you're here just in time." Bai Yu greeted the man.
Brother Hai behaved a little unnaturally. He was not a good-tempered person. He just saw Wu Changyun's burly appearance and was afraid of getting beaten if he got off the car.
Wu Changyun stared at the man, watching him walk past him as if no one was around.
"How do you say that?"
"It can't be fake, let's go in and take a look."
Several people came to the most upscale suite of the Hong Kong Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui. The scenery here is actually better during the day. There is a very long and wide passage in front of the entrance of the hotel, with ample parking spaces on both sides.
Looking out the window at the harbor at night, the fishing boats are anchored on the dark sea, with reflections of various neon lights appearing.
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