Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As Hong Dali’s dedicated driver, Wang Mingyu naturally had to report such an important matter to his superior. While the others were busy, he quickly stepped aside and pulled out his phone to make the call.
The call was quickly connected, and Hong Weiguo’s low voice was heard. He said, “Old Wang, what happened?”
Wang Mingyu glanced at the Hong Dali laughing. He gulped and said, “Old Master, I think Young Master Dali has done something incredible. Do you still remember the old man who knocked off our rearview mirror some time ago?”
Since the man had damaged the rearview mirror of one of his family cars, Hong Weiguo naturally conducted a check on the man to make sure that he was not a threat. “Old man? The one named Wang Daming? He seems like an ordinary hairdresser. The report did mention that he practices martial arts every morning. What about him?”
Wang Mingyu muttered, “That old man knocked off our rearview mirror again today…”
Hong Weiguo wondered. “What is this old man up to? Dali did not demand compensation for the last accident, and he knocked off the mirror again?”
Wang Mingyu said, “Old Master, money is not the issue now. The important thing is, it turns out the old man is skilled in martial arts!”
Hong Weiguo was obviously taken aback. Cough cough cough! He asked, “Really? That old man is skilled in martial arts? Isn’t he in his 60s?”
Wang Mingyu said, “Not sixty. His actual age is 73. Also, his skills…” Wang Mingyu felt defeated. “Let’s just say that if I were to fight him, I would not make it past ten exchanges.”
“…”
After a long pause, Hong Weiguo’s shocked response came through the phone. “You mean to say this old fellow who knocked off Dali’s rearview mirror looks twenty years younger than his actual age, and you are no match for him?!” It was no wonder Hong Weiguo was shocked. Wang Mingyu had been working for him for years, taking care of Hong Dali’s safety. His ability was obviously of a certain standard.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Wang Mingyu was more than capable of fighting four or five armed attackers.
And he actually said that he might not be able to withstand ten exchanges with the old man?!
Wang Mingyu had no choice but to admit it. “It’s true. All the powers that may be will kneel down in front of Young Master Dali’s unbeatable luck. One of those kneeling is Mu Zixiao, the young master of the Mu Family.”
Hong Weiguo slowly said, “En, Mu Zixiao. He’s a character, that one. He’s in the same league as Liu Mingxin. What about him?”
Wang Mingyu impatiently said, “Mu Zixiao is a martial arts maniac, and Geezer Wang took him in as a disciple. Hong Dali took Geezer Wang in as a subordinate. In this case, Mu Zixiao is the disciple of one of Young Master Dali’s men. This makes his place even lower in the hierarchy. Geezer Wang specifically said that Mu Zixiao should follow Young Master Dali and make sure to protect Young Master Dali from any danger. He’s effectively Young Master Dali’s new bodyguard now.” Wang Mingyu emphasized. “By Young Master Dali’s standards, Mu Zixiao is considered one of his lackeys.”
Hong Weiguo felt overwhelmed by the amount of information given to him. “Oh my god… An old hairdresser who keeps strangely knocking into rearview mirrors is also a martial arts master. The young master of the Mu Family, who came to Tianjing for some unknown reason became one of Dali’s lackeys. Mingyu, please prepare some rapid action heart tonic tonight. At this rate, I’m afraid I might get a heart attack.”
After a moment of silence, Wang Mingyu nodded vigorously. “Okay.”
Just as Wang Mingyu ended his phone call, Hong Dali waved him over. “Uncle Wang, are you done with your phone call? We have to get ready to leave.”
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Wang Mingyu kept his phone and hurriedly walked back. “Young Master, are we going to meet the production team now?”
Hong Dali laughed and snapped his fingers. “Yes. Let’s go and see how the filming of the movie is getting along.”
Mu Family’s young master, Mu Zixiao, humbly move to clear the way. “Dali, please!” Followed by. “Master, please.”
Hong Dali swaggered into the car with Tang Muxin. It was a good thing the Soaring Angel was spacious. Geezer Wang and Mu Zixiao, as well as the nine lackeys, all got on and set off.
It was a short distance away from the production team’s location. Within minutes, Hong Dali could see Ding Chengzhi standing beside the road.
As Dali opened the door and alighted, he said, “Friend! You’ve been busy!”
Seeing his God of Fortune alighting from the car, Ding Chengzhi ran over. “Aiyo, Young Master Dali, you are finally here. I was afraid you wouldn’t make it today. Did you have a good sleep last night? This way please, the production team is just ahead. It’s break time now.”
Hong Dali was very satisfied with his attitude. “Tip him! 5000.”
One of the lackeys took out a stack of money from the bag and counted. “This is from the Young Master!”
Ding Chengzhi grinned widely. “Thank you, Young Master! It’s rare to meet such a generous boss!”
The group set off. As they walked, Ding Chengzhi told Hong Dali about the plot of the movie.
Although he was the music director, he was one of the core members of the production team. He was therefore very familiar with the entire movie.
The movie they were filming was originally called Wind Pursuer . It had since been renamed to The Gale Flash . Depicting a man who became a great kungfu master, the storyline was bland. It was about a youth who had his family members murdered and later learned some skills from a master, then going after his enemies for revenge. Hong Dali almost slept listening to it.
The main character in the story was named Long Xiangtian. Hong Dali almost choked when he heard the name. He didn’t want to mention it during Li Nianwei’s concert, but as he heard it now, he found the movie unbelievably tacky.
Long Xiangtian was not that much different from Long Aotian.
Hong Dali decisively said, “Change the name of the lead character. If you don’t change it, I’ll leave now!”
He was the real God of Fortune. Ding Chengzhi decisively replied, “Lead character’s name? No problem! What does Young Master have in mind? ”
Hong Dali replied, “Wait, let me take a look at the script after we get there.”
“Okay!” A little further on, they saw the set just on the outer circle of Tianjing Mountain. The set was not very big, probably about a few hundred square meters. There were tracks, cameras, various lighting, and audio equipment. There were even various actors dressed in period clothing standing at the side.
Ding Chengzhi said, “We’re here.”
Hong Dali looked at the actors and asked, “Wasn’t this a sci-fi movie? Why are they all in period clothing?”