Chapter 43

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"Ah Cheng, we're fine!" Zhao Yazhi said.

Wu Cheng nodded and turned to Xiang Huasheng, saying, "Find a quieter place!"

"No problem!" Xiang Huasheng snapped his fingers and pointed upstairs, saying, "Let's go to the study on the second floor! No one will disturb us there. Don't worry, they are very safe here."

Wu Cheng nodded and looked at the three women, saying, "Wait for me here!"

The three women nodded obediently, watching Wu Cheng's back, which, though not tall, gave them a sense of security. Their emotions were somewhat stirred.

The two men arrived at the study. Xiang Huasheng sat leisurely in a large chair by the desk, pointed to the chair opposite, and said to Wu Cheng, "I don't like beating around the bush. I'll be straightforward. To put it simply, I see a bright future for you and plan to invest in your film company."

"Cooperate with me in such a way?" Wu Cheng couldn't help but sneer.

"I told you, I'm a bit impatient!" Xiang Huasheng smiled.

Wu Cheng shook his head, believing Xiang Huasheng's words would be a lie.

Xiang Huasheng is known as the right-hand man of Xiang Huajiang, and even Xiang Huajiang's rise to the top of the New World Group is closely related to his support and planning. Would such a person, who can be called a strategist, be impulsive?

Wu Cheng stared at him coldly and said, "You're not impulsive; you just don't take me seriously, like those minions you can summon and dismiss at will. You think it's a favor to cooperate with me, right?"

Xiang Huasheng was taken aback, shrugged slightly, and spread his hands, saying, "If that's how you feel, it doesn't matter, does it? The result will be the same, won't it?"

"Are you so sure I'll cooperate with you?"

Xiang Huasheng smiled, "Why not? We have the power, you have the ability. Our cooperation is a perfect match. The future of the entertainment industry will be at our command, won't it?"

Wu Cheng smiled ambiguously, his mind gradually calming down. The more the other party underestimated him, the happier he was. "Tell me, how do you plan to cooperate?"

Xiang Huasheng raised his index finger and smiled, "Ten million. Your East Dragon International, apart from 'The Five Lucky Stars,' has nothing. No office, no production team, limited funds... I can provide the venue, help you build a production team, and handle all the trivial matters. We won't take a penny from the profits of 'The Five Lucky Stars,' just half the shares of East Dragon International. What do you think?"

If it were a normal company, this cooperation would be somewhat sincere. But in Wu Cheng's view, it was no different from robbing him.

"Mr. Xiang, what advantages do you have over Mr. Zou Wenhui and Mr. Shaw?"

"What do you mean?" Xiang Huasheng's expression turned cold.

Wu Cheng spread his hands and smiled, "They have their own theaters, do you? Don't tell me the ridiculous thing that 'you have the underworld, they don't.' They also wanted to cooperate with me, but I refused. Why should I cooperate with you?"

Xiang Huasheng's expression darkened, and then he heard Wu Cheng sneer, "Ten million for half of East Dragon International, it seems I'm getting a great deal, but why would you let me have such a deal? Don't tell me it's out of kindness. What you see is not the empty shell of East Dragon International, but me, who can write and direct, and Hong Jinbao, who can act and direct. Do you think I and Hong Jinbao, along with our brothers, are only worth ten million? Isn't that a bit ridiculous?"

"You..."

"Speechless? Angry?"

Xiang Huasheng took a deep breath, then smiled grimly, crossed his arms, leaned back in the chair, and said leisurely, "Think about those three beautiful women downstairs. Do you really have a choice?"

The situation became clear, and Wu Cheng's expression turned cold.

Wu Cheng placed his hand on the table, tapped his finger lightly, and a piece of white paper floated up. He waved his hand, and the paper split in half. He pinched half the paper between his fingers and casually waved it, and the nearby bronze lamp was cut in two.

Then Wu Cheng flicked the half paper, which turned into a white light and shot toward Xiang Huasheng's head. Xiang Huasheng instinctively ducked, and the white light passed over his head, cutting off a lock of his hair, and then pierced through the back of the chair, embedding itself in the wall behind him.

Xiang Huasheng stared at the scene in front of him: the lamp cut in two with a golden edge, and the half paper embedded in the wall behind him.

He slowly touched his head, discovering a patch of missing hair, which made him swallow hard. If he hadn't ducked, what would have happened?

Cold sweat poured down his back, his hair stood on end, and he was in a daze.

After a long time, he shivered, his face showing fear, and he looked at Wu Cheng as if he were a monster.

Using paper like a knife!

What... What is this? Making a movie?

Xiang Huasheng couldn't imagine that someone's martial arts could be so powerful! To him, it was impossible. But now, this impossible thing was happening right in front of him, making him feel like he was in a dream.

He swallowed hard, feeling like a frost-bitten eggplant, completely losing his previous arrogance. He looked at Wu Cheng with fear, as if waiting for his judgment.

Wu Cheng stood up, looked down at him, and said coldly, "Don't come and bother me again. If you provoke me, I won't know what crazy things I might do. You should be grateful that you didn't touch those three women. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making this place a bloodbath!"

He straightened his collar in the mirror by the door and walked out confidently.

But in fact, he was also secretly nervous. That move had almost drained half of his internal energy, and it would take two days to recover.

Moreover, he hadn't intended to harm Xiang Huasheng.

Although he had a strong urge to kill, he knew that if he killed Xiang Huasheng, the entire New World Group would go crazy and fight him to the death.

The half paper was supposed to just graze his hair, but Xiang Huasheng's instinctive ducking straightened his hair, and it naturally cut off a lock. Xiang Huasheng thought Wu Cheng was trying to kill him!

Unfortunately, Xiang Huasheng didn't know Wu Cheng's thoughts or his current state. After Wu Cheng left the study, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his forehead, and found it drenched in sweat. He sighed, collapsed into the leather chair, and felt as if he had just survived a life-and-death battle, completely drained.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and dialed.

"Brother Ten, I failed. Come over here!"

When Xiang Huajiang arrived, Wu Cheng and the others were long gone. He entered the study, saw no chaos, and slightly relaxed. Looking at his brother, who was slumped in the chair, he asked, "What happened? Your tone sounds very off!"

Then he saw Xiang Huasheng's new hairstyle and laughed, "Why did you change your hairstyle? It looks terrible, ha ha..."

Xiang Huasheng had no mood for jokes, just pointed to the wall behind him, where the half paper was still embedded. "Brother Ten, do you see anything?"

Xiang Huajiang looked at him strangely, then at the half paper, and said, "It's just half a piece of paper. What's so strange? What's wrong with you? You look like you've lost your soul."

"Brother Ten, look more closely!"

Xiang Huajiang reached out to grab the half paper, but as soon as he touched it, it crumbled into powder and scattered.

Looking at the mark on the wall, Xiang Huajiang was stunned!

...

"Ah Cheng, what did Mr. Xiang want from you?"

Wu Cheng left the villa with the three women and took a taxi home. After they arrived, they finally relaxed. Zhao Yazhi asked him.

Deng Lijun and Lin Qingxia also looked at Wu Cheng with concern. Although they were not from Hong Kong and knew little about the underworld, they understood that Xiang Huasheng's men, who could pull out guns on the street to threaten them, were not ordinary people.

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, everything is resolved. Xiang Huasheng wanted to invest in my film company. But I refused even Zou Wenhui and Shaw. How could I agree to him? My uncle in Hong Kong has some connections, and Xiang Huasheng wouldn't dare to provoke me openly. After all, the Xiang family is powerful, and a conflict would be more harmful to them."

Wu Cheng didn't want to tell the truth, or they would worry to death. He was also thinking about setting up a security company to protect his loved ones.

Lin Qingxia patted her chest and sighed, "I was really scared, especially when I saw their guns. I was almost paralyzed with fear! In Taiwan, even if underworld figures asked me to act, they were very respectful. I didn't expect Hong Kong to be so chaotic... Sister Jun, Sister Zhi, you have to be more careful in the future."

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "It's not as bad as you think. My people... cough, I mean, our East Dragon International Entertainment Media, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly. Today, they didn't know my relationship with my uncle and thought I was just a mainland person without support, so there was a misunderstanding. I believe they will give my uncle some face in the future."

"Xiao Cheng, why don't we visit your uncle sometime?" Deng Lijun smiled. "We've been in Hong Kong for so long without visiting your family, it feels a bit awkward!"

Wu Cheng was taken aback. He had considered Zhao Yazhi's place his home, and the Wu family on the other side only had his uncle and Wu Shulan who were close to him. He didn't really consider that place his home. Although he was of the same clan as the Hong Kong Wu family, they were different branches, and he always felt like an outsider there.

However, since Deng Lijun didn't know, Wu Cheng thought he could use this opportunity to deepen their relationship. After all, this would be like meeting the parents.

"Alright, let's go to the Wu family for dinner tonight! I'll tell my uncle."

Lin Qingxia hesitated, "I... I don't think it's appropriate for me to go!"

"What's inappropriate? You're all my sisters, and my uncle will definitely like you!" Wu Cheng smiled, "Besides, my uncle knows you! He even commented on you. He said Sister Jun is a beauty of national caliber; Sister Zhi is dignified and graceful, with inner and outer beauty; and Sister Qingxia is a once-in-a-century beauty."

The three women blushed at Wu Cheng's compliments. Of course, they didn't know that the first two were truly evaluated by Wu Mingquan, who even said Zhao Yazhi was a suitable wife.

As for Lin Qingxia, that was just Wu Cheng's improvisation.

Of course, in the future, there were many evaluations of Lin Qingxia, some calling her the most beautiful woman in Southeast Asia, others saying she was a once-in-fifty-years beauty.