The rise of heroes begins with Hong Kong movies

This morning, ten o'clock. villa.

In the study.

Huo Wenyao was sitting on the sofa against the wall, dictating the last two chapters of Zhu Xian. The person in charge of typing was not a professional stenographer, but Bobo

"Bloody red light covered the sky and covered the sun. Looking up from Tongtian Peak, the entire sky turned blood red, and dark red clouds billowed, making people feel breathless just looking at it."

"Under this red cloud, everything is dyed red. The sky is red, the mountains are red, and the sea of ​​clouds is also red.……"

While Bobo was typing, he was complaining in his heart.

God!

What's going on with his boss? In such a critical situation, he doesn't do anything serious. He spends time every day either reading or writing novels.

He was detached, as if everything happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Damn novel!

The majestic King of Tsim Sha Tsui actually wants to write a novel instead of doing business. The key is that he writes extremely well. Just the last 200,000 words aroused Bobo's interest.

Wait, that’s not the point!

These days, Bobo's task is to be Huo Wenyao's typist, which makes her feel ridiculous.

Boom, boom, boom! knock on the door

"Come in. Huo Wenyao said.

Zhan Mi opened the study door, stood at the door and said,"Brother Yao, Hei Hong is here to visit. I should have something to talk to you about.""

Hong Wengang?

Huo Wenyao frowned slightly and was confused.

Isn't that guy colluding with Yin Zhiju and conspiring against him? How could he suddenly come to find him? Is n't he worried that he can't go back if he comes?

Or maybe , do you think you really don’t dare to kill him?

"Bring him here."

Huo Wenyao was too lazy to think too much and ordered to Zhanmi.

"good."

Zhan Mi responded, turned around and left, searched behind Hong Wengang, and quickly brought him into the study.

Hong Wengang's face had been specially processed, his clothes were different from his usual clothes, and even his height had been processed, making him at least taller than usual. Ten centimeters out, this kind of disguise is naturally because they want to keep it secret and don't want to reveal their whereabouts.

Huo Wenyao is a dragon crossing the river, and Yin Zhiju and Hong Wengang are local snakes. Their biggest advantage is that the whole of Omen is densely covered with their spies.

I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are watching around this villa.

Street vendors, beggars, uncles playing chess under the shade of big trees, and the onlookers, everyone may be one of them.

As for those few The idiots holding briefcases, pretending to be white-collar workers, and walking up and down the street are 100% their spies, either Yin Zhiju's or Hong Wengang's.

As soon as Hong Wen entered the door, Zhan Mi walked to the window and closed the curtains.

Hong Wengang With a respectful attitude, he bowed his head slightly and greeted Huo Wenyao:"Hello, Mr. Huo. Huo

Wenyao glanced at the desk in front of him and said with a smile:"Mr. Hong's visit is really unexpected. Sit down and have a few sips of tea first.""

Hong Wengang sat down on the mahogany chair opposite Huo Wenyao's desk and was about to speak.

"Mr. Hong, could you wait a moment? Huo Wenyao said,"I still have a very important matter to deal with. We will talk about it after it is finished."

Hong Wengang said:"Okay, Mr. Huo goes to work, I will wait in the study."

Huo Wenyao said:"No, I will handle it here.""

Huh?

Hong Wengang was stunned and couldn't help but ask:"Don't I need to avoid it? Huo

Wenyao smiled and said:"It's just writing a novel. What are you avoiding?" There are still more than two thousand words left before it is finished. If you hurry up, you can finish it in half an hour."

Oh my god!!

Writing a novel?

Is this the very important thing you said? Are you sure you are not joking with me?

Hong Wengang was so stunned that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Bobo also wanted to vomit blood.

Huo Wenyao, She was not qualified to listen to Hong Wengang's secret talks with a big boss, and she didn't want to hear them at all, because the more you knew about such secrets, the faster you would die.

Therefore, when Hong Wen just walked in, she stood up and prepared to leave..

Hearing Huo Wenyao's words, his electric eyes widened and he looked at Huo Wenyao speechlessly. Seeing that he was not joking, he shook his head helplessly and sat down again.

Huo Wenyao ignored Hong Wengang and dictated"Zhu Xian" unhurriedly. last chapter

"The white clouds are leisurely floating above the mountains, and the gentle breeze is blowing. It is indescribably leisurely and comfortable."

"In the place that used to be Huqi Mountain, the huge abyss no longer has the dazzling blood-colored light and shadow. However, from the depths of the abyss, traces of hot air can still be heard from time to time, and there is the faint sound of magma flowing.……"

For the next half hour, Hong Wengang was in a state of confusion, almost doubting his life.

Attack his mother!

Huo Wenyao is not joking, he is actually writing a novel!

What made Hong Wengang even more upset was that Huo Wenyao seemed to be worried that Bobo couldn't keep up with his typing speed. Huo Wenyao read so slowly that even Bobo couldn't read and had to speak, saying that he could keep up by himself if he could do it faster.

"A breeze blew by, and the bells under the eaves rang in the wind, and the corners of the green clothes fluttered gently, as if with a bit of smile; the crisp bells floated up with the wind, echoing between heaven and earth."

Finally, it's over!

Bobo immediately stood up and said,"Mr. Huo, my mission is completed. I won't interrupt your conversation and will leave first."

Huo Wenyao nodded.

After getting permission, Bobo left as if running away, not wanting to stay for a moment longer.

In the study, only Huo Wenyao, Zhan Mi, and Hong Wengang were left.

Hong Wengang shook his head slightly and sighed:"In 383 AD, Fei The Water War broke out. Fu Jian of the former Qin Dynasty led an army of 800,000, intending to invade the south and engulf the Eastern Jin Dynasty. However, along the Feishui River, the Eastern Jin Dynasty only had 80,000 Beifu soldiers, and the former had ten times the strength of the latter."

"But with such a huge disparity in military strength, the Eastern Jin Dynasty generals headed by Xie Xuan defeated the many with fewer troops and left their name in history."

"The famous general Xie An did not directly participate in the battle. He was Xie Xuan's uncle. When the Battle of Feishui ended, he wasA friend was playing chess, and when the news of the victory came back, he just said lightly that the young man in front of him had won."

"Mr. Huo's actions today were quite like those of the ancients, and Hong admired him very much."

Let me go, what's going on here?

This guy is just a short mule, but he can even talk about things like the Battle of Feishui, and even the time is correct, which shows that he has a very deep knowledge reserve, and his level is extremely high. High, more than enough to teach a high school.

Huo Wenyao looked at Hong Wengang with a strange expression.

Hong Wengang explained:"I usually like to read books, especially history, but they are miscellaneous books, which are incomparable with Mr. Huo. Huo

Wenyao shook his head and said:"You really surprised me. For someone who comes out to work in the world, knowing a few words is considered good. For someone who likes to read, it's good for one person out of ten thousand. You are very good."

Hong Wengang said:"Mr. Huo is making ridiculous comments, let's talk about business.""

"good."Huo Wenyao nodded.