As Hong Dali's personal driver, Wang Mingyu naturally had to report such an important matter to his superior. While they were chatting, he hurriedly walked to the side and took out his phone to make a call.
The call was quickly connected. Hong Weiguo's deep voice came through. "Old Wang, what's the matter?"
"Old Master, Young Master Dali seems to have done something incredible again." Wang Mingyu looked at the laughing Hong Dali, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Old Master, do you remember the old man who knocked off the rearview mirror of the car?"
"Old man? The one called Wang Daoming? " Hong Weiguo would naturally ask about the person who knocked off his rearview mirror. At least, he had to ensure that this person was not a threat. "He seems to be an ordinary hairdresser, right? But according to the report, he goes to practice boxing every morning. What happened to him? "
Wang Mingyu gloomily said, "It's this old man. He knocked off my rearview mirror again today …"
"What is this old man doing?" Hong Weiguo curiously asked. "I didn't ask him for compensation last time. Why did he knock it off again today?"
"Master, money is not important." Wang Mingyu said, "The important thing is that this old man is a martial arts expert!"
"Cough, cough, cough." Hong Weiguo choked and asked, "It can't be, right? That old man is a martial arts expert? He seems to be in his sixties, right? "
"Not in his sixties. His real age is seventy-seven." Wang Mingyu woodenly said, "Also, his martial arts …" Speaking up to this point, Wang Mingyu expressed a sense of defeat. "Let me put it this way. If I fight him, I don't think I can last more than ten moves."
"…"
There was a strange silence on the phone for ten seconds. Then, Hong Weiguo's surprised voice came through the phone. "You're saying that this old man who knocked off the rearview mirror of Hong Dali's car looks like he's 20 years younger? And he can't even beat you?! "It was no wonder Hong Weiguo was so shocked. Wang Mingyu had been with him for so many years and was in charge of Hong Dali's safety. His ability was obvious.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Wang Mingyu wouldn't even care about four or five armed criminals.
But he actually said that he couldn't last more than ten moves against that old man?!
"It's true." Wang Mingyu had no choice but to give in. "Indeed, that saying is true. No matter what kind of strength you have, you will have to kneel in front of Young Master Dali's invincible luck — that Young Master Mu Zixiao from Shanghai's Mu Family is one such example."
"Yup, Mu Zixiao. He's quite a character, on par with Liu Mingxin." Hong Weiguo slowly said, "What about him?"
"Mu Zixiao is a martial arts fanatic. Then, Geezer Wang accepted him as his disciple." Wang Mingyu helplessly said, "Hong Dali then accepted Geezer Wang as his subordinate. Now that he thought about it, Mu Zixiao could be considered the disciple of one of Young Master Dali's subordinates. Their seniority was one generation apart. Moreover. " Wang Mingyu emphasized. "Geezer Wang has personally arranged for Mu Zixiao to follow Young Master Dali from now on. At critical moments, he will help Young Master Dali protect him from danger. He can be considered Young Master Dali's new bodyguard now." He didn't forget to emphasize, "According to Young Master Dali's methods, Mu Zixiao can be considered one of Young Master Dali's lackeys now."
"Oh my god …" Hong Weiguo felt that there was a lot of information in this phone call. "An old man who mysteriously keeps bumping into the rearview mirror is a martial arts expert. A Young Master of the Mu Family who mysteriously came to Tianjing has become one of Dali's lackeys … I say, Mingyu, when you come back tonight, prepare some heart reliever pills for me. If this goes on, I feel that I might have a heart attack. "
"…" After a moment of silence, Wang Mingyu fiercely nodded. "Okay."
After Wang Mingyu's phone call ended, Hong Dali happened to wave at him. "Uncle Wang, are you done with your phone call? We have to prepare to leave. "
"I'm done." After putting away his phone, Wang Mingyu hurriedly walked back. "Young Master, are we going to the film crew now?"
"Yup." Hong Dali laughed and snapped his fingers. "Let's go. Let's see how the movie is going."
The Young Master of the Mu Family, Mu Zixiao, humbly led the way. "Dali, please!" Then, he said, "Master, please."
Hong Dali brought Tang Muxin and swaggered all the way to the car. Luckily, the Soaring Angel was spacious enough. Geezer Wang and Mu Zixiao also got in. The nine lackeys got into the car, and everyone set off.
This place was not far from where the film crew was. Not long after, Hong Dali saw Ding Chengzhi standing by the roadside.
After opening the door and alighting, Hong Dali greeted him. "Comrade, you've worked hard!"
"Aiyo, Young Master Dali, you're finally here." Seeing the God of Fortune alighting, Ding Chengzhi ran up to him. "I was afraid that you wouldn't come today. Did you sleep well last night? Quick, this way please. The film crew is just in front. They're resting now. "
"Reward!" Hong Dali was very satisfied with his attitude. "Five thousand."
Instantly, a lackey took out a stack of money from his pocket and counted it. "Young Master's reward!"
"Thank you, Young Master!" Ding Chengzhi's face was full of smiles — it was rare to see such a generous boss!
The group immediately set off. As they walked, Ding Chengzhi told Hong Dali about the contents of the movie.
Although he was the music director, he was also a core member of the film crew. He was quite familiar with the entire movie.
The movie they were filming was originally called Wind Pursuer. Of course, it had been changed to The Gale Flash. It was a story about how a young man became a hero step by step. Simply put, the plot was more ordinary. The story line was nothing more than a young man whose family was ruined and who was taught a skill by an expert. Then, he went to seek revenge on his enemies. Hong Dali was drowsy from talking about it.
The male lead in the story was called Long Xiangtian. Hong Dali almost vomited when he heard this name. He didn't ask about this when he was at Li Nianwei's concert. Now that he heard about it, he knew that this movie was not a normal country bumpkin.
Compared to Long Aotian, Long Xiangtian was only nine and a half taels.
Therefore, Hong Dali said without hesitation, "Change the name of the main character. If not, I'll leave now!"
He was the real God of Fortune. Ding Chengzhi decisively agreed. "A main character's name, no problem! Then, may I know what name is better for Young Master? "
Hong Dali replied matter-of-factly, "Wait a moment. I'll look at the script when we reach the place."
"OK!" They walked forward for a while and soon saw the film set located at the outer area of Tianjing Mountain. The film set wasn't very big. It was only a few hundred square meters. There were tracks, cameras, and all kinds of lights and sound systems. There was also a large group of actors dressed in ancient costumes standing at the side.
Ding Chengzhi said, "Yes, it's here."
Hong Dali looked at the entire set of actors and the first thing he said was, "Isn't this a sci-fi film? Why are all of you dressed in ancient costumes? "
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