Chapter 85 Qiankun International Film Company
Chapter 85 Qiankun International Film Company
Xu Qing was trembling with anger, and her gaze towards Li Jian became filled with utter disgust.
She had never hated anyone so much in her entire life.
Looking at Li Jian's reckless attitude, she wished she could bite a piece of flesh off him.
"Madam, you said it would only take ten minutes, but look at the time!"
Li Jian raised his left hand, revealing a Patek Philippe watch: "It's been almost an hour. Do you know that an hour is enough for me to catch a criminal gang? Shouldn't you reflect on your way of doing things?"
Also, I'm very dissatisfied with your attitude, and I want to file a complaint against you. Do you know what the complaint hotline is?
"Get out of here!"
Xu Qing could no longer hold back and grabbed the coffee cup on the table, smashing it at Li Jian.
Li Jian turned slightly to the side, and the coffee cup flew past his face, hitting the door with a crisp cracking sound.
"Wow, Madam, a gentleman uses words, not fists. As a police officer, you assaulted a police officer, which is a crime of knowingly breaking the law, and your crime is doubled."
Li Jian said calmly.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"Madam, why are you crying?"
At that moment, several police officers from the next office heard the sound of something being smashed and ran over, asking all at once what had happened.
Li Jian shrugged and said, "I don't even know what happened. They said they wanted to talk to me, but after a couple of sentences, they hit me with a cup. Luckily, I reacted quickly, or my face would have been smashed."
I'm different from you office workers; I'm a field worker who makes a living based on my looks.
"If I were disfigured, wouldn't the people of Hong Kong Island be terrified of me? That would really damage the image of the police force."
"And another thing, your Madam Xu is always slamming her fist on the table and yelling at people. This kind of behavior is unacceptable. If it happens again, I will definitely complain to the director. Don't think that just because you have a high position and eat well, I'm afraid of you!"
"roll!"
Xu Qing grabbed the pen holder and threw it at him again.
Li Jian easily accepted it: "Thank you, Madam. You're so kind, giving me a small gift during our conversation. I just happened to need a pen holder. Sayonara!"
Li Jian put away the pen holder and left with a flourish.
After Li Jian left.
Several colleagues then offered words of comfort to Xu Qing.
They all chimed in, criticizing Li Jian for being glib and having a bad reputation, and advising Xu Qing not to stoop to his level.
Xu Qing calmed herself down and asked everyone to leave.
As soon as the door closed, everyone started talking.
"Xu Qing got the short end of the stick; she was taught a lesson by a police sergeant and even cried!"
"Is Chief Sheriff really that sharp?"
"This Xu Qing, relying on having a foreign fiancé, is always arrogant and thinks she's something special!"
"Exactly, I've disliked her for a long time. She's always swaggering around. Last time, there was a guy surnamed Zhang in the Yau Tsim police district who got a real dressing down from her mother because of a complaint. He was so angry that he cried."
"That kind of person deserves it!"
"Having climbed to this position through connections and backing, do you really think you have any real ability?"
The office door was not closed properly.
The comments were like swords piercing Xu Qing's heart.
She wanted to go out and argue with those gossiping people, but the thought of being alone and being talked about behind her back made her hesitate.
Xu Qing lost her confidence.
Because she really climbed up the ladder through connections.
I came out of the General Administration.
Li Jian went directly to Qiankun International Film Company.
The company's entrance looks quite professional, and there's a pretty young woman sitting at the front desk.
"Hey handsome, who are you looking for, Bin?"
The pretty receptionist winked at Li Jian because he was handsome.
Li Jian was in a great mood.
When I become a section chief, I'll have to find a few pretty policewomen to be my security guards.
My mood is much better every day when I go to work.
Li Jian asked, "Where's Liang Kun?"
"What do you want to see our boss for? He's in a bad mood right now. Don't go up without an appointment, or you'll get bad luck."
The female receptionist was very considerate.
Li Jian leaned forward and said with a smile, "Call him and tell him that he was savior when a bottle hit his head in a dark alley late at night."
The receptionist said with some doubt, "Don't lie to me. If the boss is angry, you'll have to compensate me."
Li Jian smiled and leaned against the front desk to light a cigarette.
The female receptionist made a phone call and said with some curiosity, "The boss wants you to go upstairs."
"Thanks!"
Li Jian entered the elevator and went straight to the 7th floor.
The elevator door opens.
The glittering gold lettering of Qiankun Film International Company almost blinded Li Jian.
"Brother Jian, why didn't you call before you came?"
Liang Kun personally came out to greet him, and pointing at Li Jian, he said to his underlings, "Quickly call him Brother Jian."
"Brother Jian!"
All of Liang Kun's underlings bowed.
Li Jian waved his hand and said, "I was just passing by. I saw your company's sign and thought I'd come up and take a look. So what? You don't welcome me?"
"How could this happen? You're my savior."
Liang Kun's hoarse voice rang out, "I, Liang Kun, am very particular about what I do. When you're in the business, you have to admit your mistakes and stand up straight when you get beaten. You've saved my life, so you're my second parents."
"Alright, enough with the pleasantries. I haven't thanked you for what happened in Mong Kok yet."
Li Jian looked around at the company's furnishings.
There wasn't much decoration; it was just a regular workstation with a lot of men and women, mostly men.
Liang Kun said, "It's nothing, Brother Jian. Would you like to take a tour of my Dream Factory?"
"Dream Factory?"
"Let me show you!"
Liang Kun led the way, taking Li Jian to a large room.
The room contained three cameras, as well as reflectors, lights, and various recording equipment.
However, what attracted Li Jian the most were the two people in the room.
There was a man and a woman. The man looked like the leader of the Moon Worship Cult (Xu Jinjiang), and the woman looked very fierce, somewhat like Veronica Yip.
"How about it, Brother Jian? This is an actor I hired at great expense. I'm going to make a great film and enter the mainland market."
Liang Kun clapped his hands, and a man in sunglasses sitting behind a camera immediately ran over. "What can I do for you, Brother Kun?"
Liang Kun said, "This is my savior, Brother Jian. He's here for a visit today. You should arrange a great show for Brother Jian."
The man in sunglasses wiped his hands on his trouser leg, shook Li Jian's hand, and said, "Brother Jian, it's a pleasure to meet you. What kind of show would you like to see? We have aerial acrobatics, invincible whirlwinds, the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, and the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends..."
Li Jian was speechless: "It's just shooting a smutty film, is it really necessary to risk your life like this?"
Liang Kun chimed in: "Brother Jian, you're out of touch with reality. Although we're making a smutty film, our goal is to make a great movie. We need to hold ourselves to the standards of making a feature film."
That way, when audiences see films produced by our Qiankun Film Company in the future, they will be more willing to open their wallets.
What was that saying again?
The man in sunglasses immediately added, "Brand effect!"
Liang Kun snapped his fingers and said, "That's right, brand effect. I want Qiankun International Film Company to build a good reputation and become a benchmark in the porn industry."
I not only want to develop my business in Hong Kong Island, but I also want to expand into mainland China, Southeast Asia, and eventually Europe and America, to reap a wave of profits from the Westerners.
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