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"Mr. Yang, you will know if you take a look."

Li Wendong was already prepared and took out several scripts from his briefcase.

These were carefully selected scripts. They were not top-notch, but at least they were above passing standards.

Yang Shoucheng shook his head with a smile:

"If you help my dad, you will be the benefactor of our Yang family. We don’t need to be so friendly when we meet in the future. Just call me Uncle Cheng."

"Okay, uncle Cheng, please read these scripts first while I go to the toilet."

Li Wendong stood up and left.

When Li Wendong came back, he saw that the scripts had been closed and placed on the table.

Li Wendong was a little surprised. Did Yang Shoucheng read it so quickly?

After Li Wendong sat down, Yang Shoucheng expressed his opinion:

"These scripts are all okay. In my opinion, they are above passing standards. Wendong, since you came with these scripts, you probably want to cooperate with the Emperor and give the scripts to the Emperor for development, right?"

Li Wendong did not hide his thoughts:

"Yes, Xinghui Company is just starting out and is not suitable for making films that are too expensive. I think it would be more appropriate to hand over these scripts to the Emperor."】

Yang Shoucheng nodded and agreed with Li Wendong's statement:

"Let's do this. From now on, these scripts will be represented by Emperor, and you will get 10% of all profits."

10% dividend?

Li Wendong was a little surprised. He thought it would be good if Yang Shoucheng gave him 5%. Although

10% doesn't seem like much, Li Wendong only paid for the script, and the script actually accounts for 5% of the cost of a movie. It's very, very small.

You can get 10% dividends based on the script, which is equivalent to the Emperor giving Li Wendong money for free.

More importantly, even if the script loses money, Li Wendong doesn't have to bear the loss. At most, he doesn't. You just have to make a profit.

In other words, this is a high-yield business with zero risk!

Li Wendong shook hands with Yang Shoucheng and joked:

"Uncle Cheng, if you let others know that I get 10% of the bonus for writing scripts, people outside will probably doubt my relationship with the Yang family. Yang

Shoucheng smiled:

"Then let them be suspicious. Gossip news will always be indispensable."

After a while, the dinner officially started.

The Yang family gathered in the yard outside the villa. When the rest of the Yang family saw Li Wendong sitting at the host table and sitting next to the old man Yang Cheng, their jaws dropped.

Facing the looks from everyone, Yang Cheng stood up and said with a smile:

"I'm holding a family dinner tonight, mainly to celebrate that I can get off the ground again and no longer need to use a wheelchair. This is a good thing."

"And I can stand up again. I have to thank my good granddaughter Yongqing. She personally applies medicine to me every day and takes good care of me, so I can recover so quickly."

"The second person I want to thank is Wen Dong, who brought me those plasters from the mainland. If it weren't for those medicines, I would probably have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

Yang Cheng patted Li Wendong on the shoulder, his eyes full of gratitude and appreciation.

"So from today on, Wendong is a distinguished guest of our Yang family. From now on, whether in life or work, if you need help from the Yang family, Wendong, you don’t need to be polite, just tell me and my juniors! From now on, your Li Wendong’s business will be our Yang family’s business! Ha ha!"

As soon as these words came out, all the Yang family members present stared with disbelief.

The old man actually made such a promise?!

Li Wendong stood up in time, picked up the wine glass and said:

"The old man is too polite. Let me propose a toast to you all."

Looking at Li Wendong, who is gentle, elegant and handsome, many girls from the Yang family shined with bright eyes, including Yang Yongqing....

It's night, Kowloon City, Sofu Bar.

Lei Yaoyang walked into the bar wearing a hat, came to the bar, and silently ordered a glass of wine.

While drinking, Lei Yaoyang glanced around. The bartender was not surprised by this kind of behavior. Of course a man would look around when he came to the bar, looking for a target.

But how did the bartender know that Lei Yaoyang was not looking for a beautiful woman, but a man? He was looking for a golden-haired tiger sandhopper!

He found out that Sandhopper would come to this newly opened bar to drink recently, so he followed him.

Yes, just as Li Wendong expected, Lei Yaoyang finally chose the choice he gave him, planning to come here to kill the sandhopper and then seek asylum from the Red Star Gang!

This is the only way he can stay in Xiangjiang!

Lei Yaoyang still has his grandparents staying in Xiangjiang. If it is not necessary, he does not want to go far away from home, because he knows that he may not be able to come back after leaving.

In order to stay in Xiangjiang, he must complete the task issued by Li Wendong and kill the golden tiger!

Lei Yaoyang's plan was very simple. Find an opportunity to kill Sandhopper, kill him with one blow, and then escape immediately and drive to the Red Star Gang's territory.

He asked Datou that as long as he could go to Saigon, the Red Star Society could save him.

Lei Yaoyang just waited silently, like a modern version of waiting for the target person to appear.

The God of Luck seemed to be favoring Lei Yaoyang tonight. Just after twelve o'clock, a group of people walked in from the direction of the gate. The person walking in the front was the majestic golden-haired tiger sandhopper!