Zhuang Cheng came back from Taiwan and was always in a state of fear.

He pulled over three of his female celebrities and stepped into the Yindu dormitory for the first time. He felt that it was no different from ordinary high-rise residences. It was just that there was an extra reception room on the first floor, guarded by an old man.

If someone comes in, will this old man resist them?

"Comrade Zhuang Cheng!"

Shi Hui appeared, walked over with a few strides, held his hand, and said with a smile: "This is our first meeting, but I won't be polite! You have done a great job this time, leave the rest to us, you can live in peace

here."

"Hui, hello, Sister Hui!"

Shi Hui is very short, and her hand is strong and warm. Zhuang Cheng feels a little relieved when holding this hand, but he still says: "I heard that they are ruthless, is there really no problem here? I think there is only one old man downstairs?"

"

"Haha! Even if you step over me, we won't let anything happen to you. Xiao Chen will be here in a moment."

Not long after Shi Hui chatted with him, Chen Qi ran back from the set.

Due to the need for confidentiality, the two of them did not meet frequently and contacted each other mostly by phone.

Zhuang Cheng was very happy, and just as he was about to say hello, Chen Qi strode forward like Shi Hui, holding his hand tightly with one hand and hugging his shoulder with the other: "Well done! Well done.

Okay! Thank you for your hard work this time, just stay here and leave it to me later!"

Zhuang Cheng was a little stunned, an emotion he had never experienced before grew in his heart, and he suddenly laughed: "Okay, I'll stay here!"

"Have you brought those two trophies?"

"Bring it!"

He quickly rummaged through his bag and took out two Golden Horse Award trophies, one for best screenplay and one for best picture. Chen Qi took it in his hand and said with a smile: "Beautiful! I won the top three in Europe again, for screenwriter."

Grand Slam,

Okay, I have to go back."

He left in a hurry again.

Shi Hui arranged a suite for Zhuang Cheng and went to settle in without mentioning it.

Ye Tong and Xia Wenxi were also here. They were not as angry as Li Lizhen. From the moment they saw the leftist dormitory, they understood the cause and effect. They were dumbfounded and unbelievable.

They didn't want to get into the muddy water, but they didn't dare to go out. They had to hug each other and shiver, waiting for the night to come and the sun to rise.

"Didi!"

Two small trucks drove through the only main road in Clear Water Bay, passed the Shaw Brothers studio, and turned into the Left Wing studio next door. Several Shaw Brothers employees happened to see it and wondered: "What are they doing?"

"It's a food transporter, they always use this kind of truck when buying food for their canteen."

"No. This is not the time for canteen shopping. Our two families usually do it together."

"Hey, I feel like there are suddenly a few extra people temporarily adding weight."

"What the heck! They added more weight, but we didn't, so let's just let it go!"

Several people seemed to have discovered the truth accidentally.

The two small trucks drove into the Leftist Studio and started unloading the goods. It was really rice, noodles, vegetables, meat and other supplies, but there were also daily necessities such as bedding and pillows. There was also accommodation on the set, but the conditions were not as good as in the dormitories.

Compared with the nervousness of young people in the dormitory, it is much calmer here.

All locations were withdrawn, but the work did not stop. There were still some old workers from the left who had experienced the struggle and continued to do photography, editing, lighting and other work. They were doing whatever they were supposed to do in the studio.

On the contrary, Shi Nansheng was extremely excited and kept saying, "This battle is much bigger than when Tsui Hark and I were together. We only had a few people protecting me then? I don't accept it! I want to do it again!"

"Then you declare your surrender to the enemy, saying that you are all undercover in the bank, and you will live in Taiwan for a while before defecting, and we will protect you again?" Chen Qi said.

"Wow! Then my three swords and six holes are hit (dead Shanghai dialect), can I still come back?"

"Just save your time and don't cause trouble. We haven't even started yet!"

Chen Qi held Shi Nansheng down and discussed with Fu Qi.

Zhuang Cheng landed in the morning, and it was already evening in the blink of an eye.

"I don't write articles. Writing articles is too indirect. We will hold a press conference directly this time and send out a notice tomorrow morning. We will invite all media, including those from the right, if they dare to come."

"On the set?"

"I want to do it on the set, but I'm afraid of causing trouble on the spot."

"What are the reporters afraid of? They've all been kicked out. You prepare the article and I'll do the rest."

"good!"

Fu Qi returned to his office and thought about possible omissions. Xiao Chen had no fighting experience.

And he thought for a while, then suddenly called Shi Hui and said: "Ask Zhuang Cheng to find a coin-operated phone, preferably in a busy place with a lot of people, and ask him to contact Tong Yuejuan proactively——...

"Well, I understand!"

Shi Huidao.

In the evening, the small building of the Liberty Association.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the badge on the wall, smearing a layer of mottled shadow. This organization founded in 1956 has been engraved in Hong Kong's history for 28 years, and it was not disbanded until the return of Hong Kong in 1997.

The Golden Horse Awards happened the day before yesterday, and Hong Kong newspapers were still reporting on them. The heat has not subsided. Tong Yuejuan looked at several evening newspapers and nodded with satisfaction: ""The Provincial and Hong Kong Flag Soldiers" won the best director award. It is a pity that Lee Xiuxian did not win.

times can be compensated.

Cheng Long was half-hearted and forget it.

Zhuang Cheng’s attitude is so good that it’s not in vain to give him six awards. Hey, has he come back?”

"I heard from my brothers in Taiwan that they should be back today," the assistant said.

"You should contact the newspaper and report it in depth. If they are sincere, we should not be stingy in praising them."

After the assistant left, Tong Yuejuan thought about it and planned to call Zhuang Cheng and arrange a meal to congratulate her in person. But before she could do anything, the phone rang suddenly. It was very noisy inside, and Zhuang Cheng's voice came out: "Tong Cheng."

President!"

"A Cheng!"

Tong Yuejuan spoke in a brisk tone like a 70-year-old girl. She even changed her title and giggled: "Congratulations, Cheng, for making 6 out of 12. You stole the show. Your public relations efforts were not in vain."

"Everything I say is your suggestion!"

"What are you doing over there? Why is it so noisy?"

"I promised the employees of the company that if I come back with a grand prize, I will hold a celebration banquet. It is really a sin. I came back today to say congratulations. I am so busy that I will give you a call now. Listen--"

"I can't go to your celebration party. I'll hold a separate party for you. How about tomorrow?"

"Okay, but I will be the host tomorrow and I have to thank you in person!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Cheng comforted Tong Yuejuan and let out a long breath. His mind was actually blank now, for fear of revealing his secret.

Tong Yuejuan curled her lips and hummed: "You are so proud of yourself after winning an award, and you dare to let me go to a banquet that is not worthy of being on the stage? You need to educate me tomorrow. Speaking of which, this kid is pretty good-looking."

In her opinion, Zhuang Cheng acted like one of her own in Taiwan, and she wanted to get closer to him even more.

On the second day.

Tong Yuejuan was woken up early in the morning, but she was called by a right-wing newspaper. They wanted to interview Zhuang Cheng but couldn't get in touch.

And the left suddenly issued a notice to hold a press conference.

"What kind of press conference does the left hold?"

"I didn't go into details, I just said it was about future development plans. I plan to go take a look later. What should Zhuang Cheng do?

Are you still doing interviews?”

"Xiaozhuang had a celebration party last night. He may have drank a little too much and still hasn't woken up. Please give him a few more blows." Tong Yuejuan said with a smile.

"No! I called his company and no one answered."

"Hmm? Let me try."

Tong Yuejuan was surprised. She first called Zhuang Cheng's home, but no one answered. Then she called Legendary Pictures, and sure enough, no one answered either.

"Is it possible that everyone drank too much? Impossible!"

But maybe she was in a meeting or something else had delayed her. Tong Yuejuan waited for about half an hour and called her home and company, but still no one answered.

"What's going on?"

Tong Yuejuan had experience in fighting, and her actions were decisive. It didn't matter if Zhuang Cheng couldn't be contacted. If there was no one in the company, something was wrong. She immediately said, "Go to Legendary Pictures and see what's going on! Send someone to Zhuang Cheng's house to stay."

.”

The men left.

And she frowned and walked around the room a few times, suddenly feeling restless and having an extremely bad premonition.
Chapter completed!