In fact, Zhuo Yi didn't know that the ladies in Hong Kong nightclubs did not come out to do it. In principle, they only drink and not sleep with them, otherwise they would have been blocked by the police station. It would be difficult to apply for a wine license to open a nightclub in this era. Of course, if you meet a generous and rich person, willing to pay for money, and you also like someone with a crush on them, these ladies don't mind having a relationship. Some women even came out to meet men and played a game of beauty hunting like men. They gave themselves a name: "Dance Girl", which is different from the "prostitute" of Yudanmei.

Zhuo Yi has always thought he was a little handsome, at least handsome than Wang Jing, so at this time, at least he is more popular than Wang Jing, and women!

But now, at this moment, he found that he was wrong, and it turned out that Wang Jing did not have a car or cannon. This little lewd insect was the big star in the fun. Most of these ladies came in and went to Wang Jing.

If Young Master Jing hadn't understood that he was the one who had to pay for the alcohol, so he let a girl come out, Zhuo Yi really wanted to eat himself. Seeing Wang Jing, Chen Baixiang and others hugging each other, making the girls laugh with all their best, he felt quite uncomfortable. He thought sourly: These bastards are typical of forgetting their friends when they see sex.

Zhuo Yi turned his head and looked at the beauty with him, with big eyes, long false eyelashes, and soft long hair, but even the thick makeup foundation could not cover her tender face.

Zhuo Yi couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's your name? How old are you?" Of course he knew that this question was a stupid idea, but when men were curious, they were no different from women, and they could kill cats.

"My name is angel, it's already sixteen..." The little beauty was honest.

...

With the cunning understanding of Zhuo Yi, he knew that the little beauty was from a model class in a vocational school and had not graduated yet.

"Don't you need to attend classes in your school?"

"The classmates in our school come here to make extra money at night! They only return to school during the day." The girl's youthful face said that she was disdainful of Zhuo Yi's ignorance.

"Then don't you school care about you?" Zhuo Yi touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

"What do you care about? The old lady in the school's head teacher organized us to come and find money. She has all her money." Angel spitted out a big smoke ring, ignored Zhuo Yi, and started drinking on his own.

"Is money really that important?" Zhuo Yi muttered to himself. I don't know whether to ask the little girl or ask himself. Zhuo Yi has never longed for money and power as much as he did at this moment.

Zhuo Yi finally understood why Wang Jing is so popular. This guy is a big director of a film company. The girl who has no dream of becoming a star through the right path can only try her best to please directors such as Wang Jing and the producer! She is so good at gaining power. In order to gain power, what is the point of selling laughter? I am afraid that many people will snatch it up.

I saw women one by one: "Big director, what show is being played recently?" "Is there any way to arrange a role for me?" "Is there a way to repay you!" Wang Jing kissed one on the left and took a bite on the right...

Zhuo Yi was very unhappy.

At this moment, the drunkard suddenly interrupted: "Mr. Jing, have you played a show recently? My eldest brother Kun wants to invest in a movie recently. He asked me to ask if the movie is easy to make now..."

"I'm planning a movie about bad friends of pig friends recently. Last time I drank, I promised Yongsheng to help them shoot it, but I didn't even think about the script..." Wang Jing said with a headache.

"No! "Best Bad Friend"? Your script has not been written yet?" Zhuo Yi said in surprise. He remembered that in later generations, this movie written and directed by Wang Jing began to be released at the end of March and early April this year. The production cost a small amount of money and swept over 20 million yuan, ranking ninth in the box office this year. It is now February 3rd, and the movie has not been well-made. "Did my butterfly have effect and changed history?" Zhuo Yi thought to himself.

In fact, this is Zhuo Yi's ignorance, and history is so easy to change. The filming efficiency of Hong Kong movies in the 1980s and 1990s was definitely the highest in the world. As long as the funds are sufficient, the actors are in place, the script is invested, the pre-production and post-production editing and dubbing can be done in one or two weeks, and then the release will be arranged. In addition, Wang Jing, the "king of quantity" filming speed is even more crazy. Now it is almost two months before April. It is enough for Wang Jing to make several movies. In short, it is difficult for people in later generations to understand this crazy filming era.

"Best bad friend? OK, okay, this name is good!" Wang Jing said happily: "Azhuo, do you also like to study scripts?"

"I thought you like to be an actor, judging by your appearance, why don't you add my new drama!" Wang Jing laughed loudly: "I, you, Ah La, the three sluts sweep the film industry, how about it?"

Zhuo Yi knew that Wang Jing's words were not a joke. This guy always only had handsome guys and beautiful girls in movies, and took care of his good friends. No matter whether you have any acting skills or not, this guy made movies just to make money, not to win awards.

"Let's talk about those, your best friend's script hasn't been written yet?" Zhuo Yi confirmed again.

"I have no clue at all. I just want to film the story of a few friends who are getting out of the wine and meat. What? Are you a little bit awkward?" Wang Jingqi said.

"That's how I think..." Zhuo Yi finally confirmed that Wang Jing had not written the script of "Best Bad Friend", so he slowly told the plot of "Best Bad Friend".

"Of course everyone was happy in the end." Zhuo Yi drank another glass of whiskey and finally finished the detailed plot of "Best Bad Friends".

"How is it?" Zhuo Yi tentatively said.

"That's great, there's definitely something wrong with it. Haven't you seen these beauties laughing every two minutes, and their teeth are sore?" Wang Jing was choreographing others, and he just laughed without any image.

"I want this script, it's just tailor-made for me, a timely help! I've thought about the male actors, just Andy Lau, Ah Lai, "Chen Baixiang", Charlie Cao and Feng Saifan, I'll be anxious for you if you give it to others..." This guy is so lucky. "When can you write a good script? Do you want a helper? Yongsheng has urged me several times. It's very urgent, don't worry! Brothers will help you get a good price."

"Why don't we act? Me, you, Azhuo, Ahrun and Drunken Chicken." At this time, Chen Baixiang suddenly said: "I write, direct and act, we are all friends with wine and meat. We are more interesting and fun by taking real stories." This guy is still so fond of fun.

Wang Jing's eyes lit up.

Tan Yonglin and the drunk chicken seemed to be quite interested.

Zhuo Yi quickly refused: "Don't, I'm not interested in acting at all now. You still follow the director's arrangement. Ajing, I will write the script tomorrow and send it to you."

"You guys play first, I'll go to the bathroom first..." Zhuo Yi was afraid that Chen Baixiang would not give up, so he used the urine escape technique.
Chapter completed!