Chapter 4

Wang Zichuan was puzzled. Today, he felt no fatigue from carrying a load of seventy to eighty pounds and even walked ahead of Liang Chaowei. Hearing Liang Chaowei's words, he immediately replied with a bad temper, "You know very well that I just arrived in Hong Kong yesterday. I don't know anyone here. Do you want to share a place with Uncle Ong?"

Liang Chaowei scratched his nose awkwardly and quickly caught up with Wang Zichuan, shouting, "It's Huang Ruihua! The one who acted as your cousin's love interest. Surprised, right?"

"Guo Jing!" Wang Zichuan was both surprised and delighted, turning back and saying, "The silly Guo Jing? Ha... I didn't expect to meet my cousin's husband!"

"Cousin's husband?" Liang Chaowei was confused. Seeing Wang Zichuan's mischievous smile, he immediately understood and laughed, "Zichuan, you're really cheeky, but your cousin's husband is someone else. Don't mention this in front of him; he's very jealous."

Wang Zichuan said, "The one Uncle Ong mentioned, Ah Ye. What's his name?"

"His full name is Tang Zhenye!" Liang Chaowei, out of breath, said to Wang Zichuan, "Zichuan, wait for me. I didn't know you were in such good shape; you have the makings of an actor."

"Tang Zhenye!" Wang Zichuan was both shocked and angry. He liked Ong Mei Ling and remembered that she was ultimately killed by Tang Zhenye. He never expected they were already together. He would have to observe this Tang Zhenye carefully to prevent a tragedy.

Liang Chaowei explained, "They met last year during the filming of 'Thirteen Maidens.' Ah Ye started pursuing Ong Mei Ling then. Recently, when Ong Mei Ling was hospitalized due to an injury, Ah Ye took care of her for several days, and they got together. Why didn't Uncle Ong tell you?"

Wang Zichuan smiled and focused on walking, thinking about how to break them up. Tang Zhenye was that fat, creepy uncle. He had seen the movie 'The Five Tigers Split,' and the main characters left a deep impression on him.

Liang Chaowei had somehow walked ahead and led Wang Zichuan to an apartment complex, stopping at one of the buildings.

"I live on the fifth floor. We'll take the elevator up. After that, you can follow Ah Hua to the set."

Wang Zichuan followed into the elevator and asked softly, "The 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' production hasn't ended yet? Isn't it already airing?"

Liang Chaowei looked at him in surprise and explained, "In Hong Kong, TV series are filmed and broadcast simultaneously. They are now filming the 'Huashan Sword Summit' episode, which has high ratings. They added more content, and it should wrap up in about a month."

As soon as Wang Zichuan and Liang Chaowei got out of the elevator, they saw a young man in his twenties standing by the elevator, about to go down.

"Little Wei, you're here. I was just thinking of helping you with your luggage!"

Liang Chaowei introduced Wang Zichuan, "Zichuan, this is Huang Ruihua. We call him Ah Hua, but don't call him Wah."

Wang Zichuan was confused and asked, "Why? Oh, I know, there's also a Liu Dehua, and everyone calls him Wah."

Huang Ruihua said, "People used to call me Wah, but after meeting Liu Dehua, it felt strange, so I asked them to call me Ah Hua. By the way, you're Zichuan, right? Nice to meet you, I'm Huang Ruihua."

Wang Zichuan shook hands with Huang Ruihua and smiled, "Thanks, Brother Hua, for your help."

Liang Chaowei urged, "We're all friends, let's go in. I'm almost exhausted carrying all these bags."

Huang Ruihua immediately helped with two bags, reducing Liang Chaowei's burden. He also took the bag on Wang Zichuan's back and said, "Thank you, Zichuan. If you hadn't helped, I would have been late today."

"It's nothing, we're all friends. No need to be so formal."

The three walked a few steps to the room Liang Chaowei and Huang Ruihua rented.

Huang Ruihua put down Liang Chaowei's bags and rubbed his hands, "I need to go to work. Little Wei, take care of Zichuan."

Liang Chaowei was about to get a drink of water but stopped and said to Huang Ruihua, "Ah Hua, wait a moment. Take Zichuan with you; he needs to go to the set."

Huang Ruihua looked at Wang Zichuan in surprise and asked, "Zichuan, you're really going to the set?"

Wang Zichuan nodded and smiled, "Yes, Brother Hua, I need to work to earn a living."

Huang Ruihua took out a stack of bills, didn't count them, and handed them to Wang Zichuan, "You should have said earlier. I just got paid the day before yesterday and was wondering how to spend it."

Seeing that Huang Ruihua wasn't faking, Wang Zichuan was both surprised and moved, waving his hand, "No, I still have a few dozen dollars, which is enough."

Last night, Zhou Xingchi was drunk, and Wang Zichuan had to pay the bill himself, so he still had about thirty dollars.

Huang Ruihua forced the Hong Kong dollars into Wang Zichuan's hand and said seriously, "A few dozen dollars isn't enough! Consider this a loan. You can pay me back when you earn money. Since you're Little Wei's friend, you're also my friend."

Liang Chaowei advised, "Zichuan, take it. That's just how Ah Hua is. He'll be unhappy if you don't take it."

After that, Liang Chaowei said to Huang Ruihua, "You two go ahead. I'll take a shower and then join you."

Huang Ruihua put his arm around Wang Zichuan and waved to Liang Chaowei, "We'll go first."

The two went downstairs, and Huang Ruihua hailed a taxi. After a few turns, they arrived at the set.

Wang Zichuan smiled, moved, and said to Huang Ruihua, "Thank you, Brother Hua!"

Huang Ruihua nodded and said helplessly, "Zichuan, you're so repetitive. You've said 'thank you' eight times on the way. I'm starting to feel embarrassed. Oh, you're not planning to just say 'thank you' and not pay me back, right? Ha... just kidding, don't take it to heart."

"How could I!" Wang Zichuan had just checked, and there was over a thousand Hong Kong dollars in his pocket, a month's salary for Zhou Xingchi.

Huang Ruihua pointed to a cluster of ancient buildings ahead and said, "That's the studio. The set is closed, so you'll need to follow me, or they won't let you in... Hey, isn't that Uncle Ong?"

Ong Mei Ling saw Wang Zichuan and skipped over, smiling, "You're quite punctual. I thought you wouldn't come." She then said to Huang Ruihua, "Hello, Brother Jing!"

Huang Ruihua looked at Ong Mei Ling affectionately and asked, "You two know each other?"

Before Wang Zichuan could speak, Ong Mei Ling patted him and said, "This is my cousin, right, cousin?"

"Right!" Wang Zichuan smiled helplessly. He realized that Ong Mei Ling was actually older than him. She was 23, and he was 22, making him a year younger than this petite and lovely beauty. He was truly helpless.

Huang Ruihua was speechless and said to Wang Zichuan, "I thought you were Little Wei's friend, but you're also Uncle Ong's cousin. I should take even better care of you."

Ong Mei Ling grabbed Wang Zichuan's wrist and urged, "I've already told Uncle Tian. He asked me to bring you to him."

Huang Ruihua smiled and said, "I'll come too. I need to talk to Uncle Tian about something."

Wang Zichuan smiled gratefully, knowing that Huang Ruihua was deliberately saying this. On the way, Huang Ruihua had promised to introduce him to the set. Now, knowing that Ong Mei Ling had the same goal, he still came along, truly a loyal friend.

On a spacious, open ground, dozens of people were busy. A fat man in his sixties sat to one side, whispering to a young man.

Ong Mei Ling quietly pointed to the fat man and whispered, "That's Uncle Tian. The young man next to him is his student, Du Qifeng. Du Qifeng is the executive director of 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes.' Be polite and serious, understand?"

Wang Zichuan nodded, "Got it, Miss. Look how kind Uncle Tian looks. Don't worry, I can handle it."

Huang Ruihua smiled. Since the production started, Ong Mei Ling had been very favored by Uncle Tian. To catch up with the schedule, the crew worked day and night, but Ong Mei Ling never complained. Uncle Tian noticed and often instructed the后勤 to provide her with extra nutrition.

After Du Qifeng finished speaking, Ong Mei Ling pulled Wang Zichuan to Wang Tianlin and said, "Uncle Tian, this is my cousin, Zichuan. Just give him any position."

Huang Ruihua chimed in, "Yes, Uncle Tian, Zichuan is very hardworking. He can carry a hundred-pound bag and walk with it. I saw it with my own eyes."

Wang Tianlin chuckled. He wore a sun hat, and his round face looked very kind when he smiled, but the wise glint in his eyes made people respect him.

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