Chapter 33 Just because I treat you as a friend doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want! Wu Yusen was waiting for this sentence, and said quickly: "Mr. Lin, I have added a new role just for you, and you must play it according to your true colors!" As he said that, he quickly took out the script and handed it to Lin Zehao. After watching for a while, Lin Zehao understood that this newly added character was a bit like Stan Lee in the later Marvel Universe. It had no impact on the plot and could be considered an Easter egg. Moreover, this character is also the leader of the society, so he plays his true self. It wasn't too difficult for Lin Zehao to make a guest appearance. "This role is interesting, I have no problem with it, but do you really dare to shoot it?" "Aren't you afraid of being killed when you go out?" Lin Zehao deliberately teased and exaggerated his words. Although this character may seem a little sensitive at first glance, if you think about it carefully, it's just that. The identity of the leader of a society is never a secret to people of sufficient status.
What would it matter if people of low status knew about this? As the Red Stick of the Number Gang, Chen Huimin still acted in many dramas. He never denied his gang identity when facing interviews and even used it as a publicity point. Isn't he still living well? In this society, if certain forces want to bring down a person, it is easy to find excuses. On the other hand, if you really want to protect someone, no evidence will be of any use. "Sure thing, Mr. Lin, with a big boss like you protecting me, who in the entire Hong Kong Island dares to kill me?" After spending some time together, Wu Yusen also understood Lin Zehao's character. As long as his subordinates did their job well, they were usually easy to talk to. "If you don't want to be killed, you'd better take a picture of me that looks good, or I'll kill you first." At this time, Rosamund Kwan also walked over and took Lin Zehao's arm, "Director Wu, Brother Ze is such a handsome boy. If you don't take a good-looking photo, it will be really tragic." "Don't worry, I will definitely make Lin Sheng the most handsome man of all time!" "If I can't do that, then I really don't deserve to be a director." Wu Yusen patted his chest and issued a military order. Afterwards, the crew simply put makeup on Lin Zehao and started filming directly. At this time, everyone who had nothing to do came over to watch. After all, Lin Zehao is not only the boss but also a gangster. Most importantly, he is really too handsome. It would be a shame not to watch him. The plot is very simple. The character of Lin Zehao appears throughout in the memories of Song Zihao, played by Tan Furong. There are only a few lines in total, and it is the rivalry with Tan Furong. "Those who make counterfeit money have no future. Sooner or later, they will end up in the kiln." "The world has changed now. People like you who are nostalgic are no longer suitable for this world." "If you figure it out, feel free to come find me." Lin Zehao smoked a cigar, patted Song Zihao on the shoulder, and left surrounded by his younger brothers.
It was a very simple shot, and the newcomer Lin Zehao performed very well. However, Tan Furong, who has been acting for most of his life, had to NG twice. It was not until the third time that I got Wu Yusen’s approval. "Mr. Lin gave me such a strong sense of oppression, as if a real gang leader was standing in front of me." "My legs were weak at the time, and I was already pretty good to be able to stand and finish the shoot." After Tan Furong apologized repeatedly, he gave the reason. The staff present also expressed their agreement. "There's nothing we can do. Mr. Lin is a real boss, and he's very oppressive." "I was watching from the sidelines and I didn't even dare to look Lin Sheng in the eye, let alone him." "I have a feeling that the role of Lin Sheng will definitely make history. Having a genuine underworld boss play the role will definitely create a lot of buzz!" Lin Zehao has become almost immune to praise and flattery. After all, with his status and position, he hears similar words every day and has long been accustomed to it. "Brother Hao, there's news from Ah Le. The brothers are all ready. What do you think we should do now?" Yang Chengrong had a solemn expression on his face. He bent over and whispered to Lin Zehao. The crowd that was originally trying to flatter him dispersed tactfully after seeing this scene. Only Guan Zhilin came over, her face full of worry. Lin Zehao squeezed her hand and assured her, "It's okay, don't worry." As he said this, he signaled with his eyes to his younger brother beside him to protect Guan Zhilin at all costs. Instead of a passionate kiss, Lin Zehao stood up and walked out, saying as he walked, "Don't say anything now, wait until dark and then we'll start together." "Are you sure Old Guisen and Feilong are here?" Yang Chengrong looked around cautiously and nodded, "Yes, Ah Le saw it with his own eyes, and it wasn't just the two of them, Gao Lao and Da Kou Jiu were there too." Lin Zehao lit a cigarette and smiled, "It seems that this saves a lot of effort. When killing a chicken, how can there be no monkey?" "Have their men made any moves?" The younger brother respectfully opened the car door. Lin Zehao sat in the back seat and said to Yang Chengrong, "Let's go to the O-Ji headquarters." Yang Chengrong was a little surprised, but he didn't ask. He just faithfully carried out the boss's orders, "The men under him didn't make any moves, they are still the same as always." "It seems that tonight should be the final negotiation, otherwise Dakoujiu and Gao Lao would not have to come." Lin Zehao looked out the car window and saw the colorful plaques on the street and the setting sun at dusk, which formed a picture full of the flavor of the times yet unusually harmonious. "The scenery of Hong Kong Island is beautiful, but it's a pity that some people can no longer see it..." …… A Mercedes-Benz is parked steadily in front of the O-Ji headquarters.
22nd floor, supervisor's office. "Mr. Lin, you are a rare guest. Are you going to ask me to play football again?" "You are such a mean friend. You haven't come to chat with me for a while. I am getting mad at you." Ren Darong handed Lin Zehao a Double Happiness cigarette, as if they were old friends. Lin Zehao took the cigarette and said jokingly, "Sir Ren, are you kidding me? If I come to see you every day, be careful that the foreigners will demote you!" Ren Darong shrugged, spread his hands, and said indifferently, "So what if he's a foreigner? The police regulations don't say that we are not allowed to make friends with gang leaders." "What a coincidence! The gang rules don't say you can't play soccer with an O-Ji supervisor." After Lin Zehao finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled. Everything was said without words. "Sir Ren, I'm here to tell you that it's best to get your people out of Yau Tsim Mong before dark." "He Shenghe does things." Lin Zehao exhaled two smoke dragons with a calm tone. To be honest, I’m afraid even movies wouldn’t dare to shoot the scene like this at this moment. The leader of a gang can say such words in front of the second-in-command of the anti-gang group. How many lives does he have left? Ren Darong put out his cigarette, his eyes fixed on Lin Zehao, and his tone was solemn: "Lin Zehao, do you know where this place is?" "Just because I treat you as a friend doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, do you understand?" (End of this chapter)