A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

Chapter 170: Entertaining Director Huang



Chapter 170: Entertaining Director Huang

What a pleasure it is to have friends coming from afar!

When Huang Jing came to Shanghai, Wencai, as the host, must entertain him.

After the matter was settled, Wencai invited Huang Jing to have dinner at Deyue Tower.

Now Wencai has its own exclusive hotel, just like those powerful departments in the State Council Building.

The difference is that others use public funds to open the business, but he owns his own business.

Huang Jing did not come alone on this trip but brought a film crew with him.

There are stagehands, photographers, editors and actors, almost thirty or forty people in total.

Seeing so many people, Liang Runsheng's expression changed a little.

"Nimma! There are so many people here, they want to take advantage of the rich!"

Liang Runsheng thought to himself.

Huang Jing also felt embarrassed and stepped forward and said, "Director Xu, how about I treat you this time? Let's find a small place and eat casually. I'll treat you."

Wencai laughed and said, "Why do you look down on my strength? Don't even mention thirty or forty people, even three or four hundred or three or four thousand people, can I not afford it?"

Liang Runsheng is petty after all.

He knew Wencai was rich, but he had no idea that his boss had tens of millions in cash alone, and with real estate, gold coins and bars, he had at least 20 to 30 million.

Shanghai now controls half of the Dragon Kingdom's wealth. Although Wencai is so rich, he is still a small fry compared to the really rich people.

It is said that the cash reserves of Shanghai's richest man, Song Ziyou, are not calculated in Dragon Country currency, but in US dollars.

Compared with Song Ziyou, Wencai is just a small-time follower of a nouveau riche.

Not to mention compared with Song Ziyou, even Feng Jingyao has assets worth more than ten billion.

The last time Wencai sold the White Bone Demon, he made nine million. This is his largest cash income now.

But Feng Jingyao made a net profit of nine million by the Japanese simply falsifying invoices.

No matter what, it is a piece of cake for Wencai to invite dozens of people to dinner, and his own Deyue Tower can do it.

The crew led by Huang Jing had three or four trucks, all carrying props, equipment and staff.

Wencai drove with Huang Jing, Zuo Shuangtao and Liang Runsheng in the lead and they arrived at Deyue Tower.

As soon as Huang Jing entered the Daqin Pavilion on the top floor of Deyue Building, his face suddenly changed.

"Oh no, I can't pay the bill."

Huang Jing, who was originally generous, was ready to rush to pay the bill.

But seeing such a grand occasion, a meal would cost at least several hundred dollars.

The Daqin Hall is an entire hall. It is extremely large, but it is filled with long desks, and there is a long desk in the front.

Overall, it is the Qin and Han imperial palace system.

The fat man came up and said, "Boss, how are we going to entertain our distinguished guests today? Do you want to vacate the Hanwu Pavilion and the Datang Pavilion?"

"Okay, you arrange it!"

Wencai gave a casual instruction.

The fat man left, and everyone except Huang Jing and a few key filming personnel were taken downstairs.

Liang Runsheng quietly followed the fat man and said with some jealousy: "Ouyang, you didn't tell me about your promotion, but you still get to eat my meal."

The fat man said, "I am just a cook. No matter how big the place is, it is nothing compared to you following the boss. You are the boss's confidant, which is equivalent to being nine thousand years old."

Liang Runsheng agreed with this when he heard it.

Since ancient times, the eunuchs around the emperor have had more power than the provincial governors.

Huang Jing looked at the Daqin Hall of Deyue Pavilion, looked around and said, "I didn't expect Director Xu to be the owner of the restaurant. I found the right person this time. I was worried that there would be no good scenes to shoot."

When Huang Jing arrived, the information he received from his superiors said that Director Xu was a Maoshan Taoist priest.

Unexpectedly, in addition to being a Maoshan Taoist priest, he is also the owner of a big restaurant.

This strength made Huang Jing look at him with new eyes.

Looking at this grand restaurant, it can probably earn tens of thousands of dollars a month.

Zuo Shuangtao was also extremely surprised. She knew that Wencai had a little money and bought a leisurely job, but she didn't expect that he also had a big restaurant.

After eating and drinking, three rounds of wine were served.

While Zuo Shuangtao was in the restroom, Huang Jing whispered to Xiang Wencai and Liang Runsheng, "I heard in Jinling that Shanghai is a foreign land with countless nightclubs. There is a Grand Shanghai Ballroom with singing queens Red Peony and White Rose. They sing "Only by hard work can you win" and the dancers are very beautiful. I have long wanted to see them."

Wine, sex, money and anger. As soon as wine enters men's stomach, they start to think about sex.

Wine and sex go hand in hand, and formal business bureaus have both upper and lower levels.

In the previous session, everyone was eating and drinking, and in the next session, it was a nightclub.

Wencai likes straightforward people like Huang Jing, who speak freely and say what they want to do.

"Director Huang, if you come to Shanghai and don't go to a nightclub, you're no longer a hero. But the Grand Shanghai Ballroom is a plain place, and red peonies and white roses are not very interesting. Come on, I'll treat you to some fun at Seventh Heaven."

Liang Runsheng whispered in Wencai's ear, "Boss, the Seventh Heaven is too chaotic. It's the territory of Ding Xueli, Feng Laogou's subordinate. Why don't we go to Paramount? I used to be a manager there. Let me arrange it."

As the little prince of entertainment, Liang Runsheng, Hua Guoxiao's follower, is very familiar with nightclubs.

If not now, when?

Wencai glared at Liang Runsheng and said, "If I say we're going to the seventh heaven, then we're going to the seventh heaven. Let's go!"

Liang Runsheng immediately said, "Seventh Heaven is fun, fun. Director Huang wants to play the hottest and most dazzling scene when he comes to Shanghai."

Zuo Shuangtao came back while they were talking. When she heard Liang Runsheng say that the Seventh Heaven was fun, she immediately clapped her hands and cheered: "I want to go too, I want to go too."

All the men present looked embarrassed. A nightclub is a paradise for men and a hell for women. It is really inappropriate for Zuo Shuangtao to go there.

There are always such ignorant and low-EQ girls in the workplace. When the boss wants to go to a nightclub, they can just pretend to be drunk and leave, but they still have the audacity to follow him.

How can we let go of this?

Liang Runsheng said: "Secretary Zuo, that place is not suitable for you, and it's getting late, why don't you go back first."

Zuo Shuangtao had drunk a little and went a little crazy. Regardless of the occasion, he grabbed Liang Runsheng's ear and said, "I'm going there. It's just a dance hall. I learned how to drink, play cards and dance in the secret service school."

When Wencai heard this, he glanced at Zuo Shuangtao today.

She was wearing high-heeled black leather shoes and a secretary's professional suit, and her long legs were white and slender.

Hey!

Dancing with the secretary goddess is much more interesting than dancing with the seventh heaven dancers.

"Come on, Secretary Zuo, I'll take you dancing."

Wencai waved his hand, and Daliang Runsheng, Zuo Shuangtao and three or four important film crew members of Huang Jing came to the seventh heaven together.

As soon as several cars arrived at the seventh heaven, a staff member came forward to open the door for Wencai.

"Welcome, Mr. Xu."

Even Liang Runsheng was shocked when he heard the words of the welcoming staff.

Oh my god, it looks like the boss has done something to Ding Li again.

Huang Jing was even more shocked.

"Director Xu, I can't tell. The real person never reveals his true colors."

Huang Jing laughed out loud.

He originally wanted to pay the bill, but it seems there is no need.

This Director Xu is really a big boss. He offers a one-stop service of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He has all these except gambling.

I wonder if these gambles will be played twice.

Huang Jing is the famous Jade-faced Flying Dragon, the King of Thousand Kings in Jinling. When it comes to betting in Jinling, he is second to none and no one dares to claim to be first.

As you enter the seventh heaven, you’re greeted by a strong smell of Shanghai’s decadent life.

Now the Grand Shanghai Ballroom has become the Grand Shanghai KTV, but the Seventh Heaven is more like the Grand Shanghai in the minds of outsiders.

Wencai wanted the authentic Shanghai flavor, so he did not interfere with the management and let Manager Sun take charge.

How a future time traveler would manage a nightclub would definitely be based on future ideas.

Once a nightclub is managed, it will definitely change.

Manager Sun immediately came forward and said, "Welcome~~~ Mr. Xu is happy to bring friends to play. I have prepared the Flower Kingdom Champion for everyone."

When he spoke, he left a long space between the words "welcome" and "welcome", which made it seem particularly interesting.

As he clapped his hands, a dozen or so beauties from the Flower Kingdom stood up in a row, twisting their slender waists.

Each of the top scholars in the Flower Kingdom has different tastes, some are fat and some are thin, some are pure, some are beautiful and some are coquettish. They all wear slit cheongsams, revealing their white legs intentionally or unintentionally, and hold a bottle of golden champagne in their hands.

Ever since Manager Sun took over the management of the place, many more beauties have joined the Flower Kingdom.

Huang Jing's eyes widened when he saw it, and he couldn't help but give Wencai a thumbs up.

Seventh Heaven was exactly the nightclub he wanted.

Fortunately, he came with Wencai. If he had come alone, without a local mentor to guide him, he would definitely have gone to the Grand Shanghai Nightclub and returned disappointed.

Just like men in later generations who spent hundreds of dollars on foot massages and ended up returning home disappointed when they found a regular place.


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