Seeing the beer, Hou Liang remembered what happened that night. He hesitated, took the beer with some selfishness, and took a sip.

After that, Xu Qing drank a mouthful of vernacular with her, and the two had already drunk several glasses of beer.

At this time, Hou Liang was conscious, but when he saw Xu Qing's face, there was a blush. Seeing the blush on her face, Hou Liang couldn't help but rush up at once.

After the storm, both of them were exhausted lying in bed. At this time, Hou Liang said softly, "I really want to be together like this in the future. At this time, Xu Qing curled up in his arms like a cat and said I want to be like this."

But at this time, Hou Liang went to sigh and said, "there are still some things to do now."

"What's the matter? Do you have anything else to do?" Xu Qing said.

After hearing Xu Qing's words, Hou Liang sat up, took out a cigarette, slightly took a sip and said, "now Jiulong group is in crisis, because he offended Zhao group, so Zhao group began to carry out capital containment. Now it is difficult for the whole Hainan Jiulong group, and we must find a way out."

"What about that?" Xu Qing asked with concern at this time.

Before, she didn't care about these things, but since she followed Hou Liang, her mind was also on Hou Liang, so he was the first in everything.

After hearing Xu Qing's words, Hou Liang gently rubbed her shoulder, then smiled and said, "don't worry about it. I've found a way to set up a film company. In this way, their containment will become useless.

Maybe we can pull back a game at that time, but we can't stay with you for a while. "

At this time, when Xu Qing heard Hou Liang's words, her eyes blinked, and then she showed a determined look and said, "just get busy with your own business. You don't have to worry about me here. Anyway, I've been here alone for so many years."

Hearing his words, Hou Liang was deeply relieved, and then turned over again to hold Xu Qing in his arms

Three days later, Hou Liang finally found a good script. The person who wrote the script was an unknown old man. He was originally devoted to writing the script, but he was not favored by the mainstream film companies, so his family life was very tight.

Even his children alienated him, but Hou Liang was deeply impressed by his script after finding him. Now this kind of good script is very rare, mostly in the pursuit of simplicity.

Such a script is very brilliant, but it has no connotation.

What Hou Liang is doing now is to find a refreshing script, and then get an award or something. It doesn't matter whether he makes money or not. Anyway, Kowloon Group can withstand some losses now.

The old man also met such a generous investor for the first time. He was very happy to talk with Hou Liang for a while. If Hou Liang hadn't left immediately, maybe the old man would leave him there for dinner.

Hou Liang mainly looked at the poor conditions in the old man's house. There were only two rooms in a small yard, one of which was used as a kitchen and a storage room.

The other room is used as a bedroom and living room, which is very cramped.

It's not easy to live here. If I eat here, I will increase the burden on the old man.

For this reason, Hou Liang also gave him some more money, hoping that he could change his existing life and shed tears of gratitude to his kind old man. Just as Hou Liang was walking, suddenly the courtyard door was opened.

Hou Liang turned his head and found that it was a young man with yellow hair.

After he walked in, he immediately shouted, "the old man prepared 100 yuan for me. I'm in urgent need!"

After saying that, he hurried in, and his expression was very proud.

When he came in and saw Hou Liang, he was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the old man and said, "the old man took 100 yuan out." After seeing his appearance, the old man showed a resentful expression on his face and said, "I don't have so much money. Please ask your father to go."

"Bullshit, my father said you can pay a lot of money after the demolition of this house! Give it to me quickly, or I'll beat you!"

After he finished speaking, the old man immediately stared at his eyebrows, shivered his lips and said, "you beast, I'm your grandfather, how dare you treat me like this."

After hearing what he said, Hou Liang understood that the old screenwriter lived here, and the house was also to be demolished, so it was of high value. Maybe it was because the children of the family disagreed with him, so they made trouble and left alone.

After leaving, his son didn't worry and secretly made his son come to ask him for pocket money.

Once or twice, it's OK. It seems that this yellow hair has asked for more than once, which makes the old screenwriter bored and helpless.

It's not easy for him to live in such an environment and devote himself to writing such a brilliant script. It's really difficult for him to be harassed by his grandchildren every day.

After the old screenwriter finished speaking, the yellow hair immediately opened his eyes and said, "don't think there is someone else at home, I'm afraid of you. I brought several companions here. If you don't give them to me, I'll tear down your house today."

With that, he put his finger into his mouth and whistled. Soon, four or five young people rushed in from the door.

Their hair was dyed brightly. After coming in, they looked at Huang Mao and said, "what's going on?"

The yellow hair immediately pointed to Hou Liang standing next to him and said, "this man broke his arm by picking faults."

After hearing Huang Mao's words, Hou Liang couldn't help frowning. This man was simply unreasonable. Originally, he stood next to him and didn't say anything, but he had to suffer foolproof disasters.

At this time, Hou Liang calmed down. Originally, he didn't like this yellow hair's attitude towards the old screenwriter. Now he even took the initiative to find something by himself, which is why he was merciless.

His mind fell. At this time, with the support of Huang Mao, four or five small attendants behind him immediately rushed up and beat Hou Liang.

The old screenwriter hurriedly stopped at this time, but Hou Liang stopped him.

These young people have not been put in his eyes. At this time, although Hou Liang's injury has just healed and he can't fight vigorously, he still has no problem dealing with a few little dolls.

His own foundation is not weak. At this time, Hou Liang suddenly stretched out his arms and rotated in situ as he watched those people have been fighting.

The nearest young man was knocked down by his fist, and then the person who came was blocked by his fierce fist.

Then, before they could recover, Hou Liang rushed forward again and kicked one of them over.

The remaining three glanced at each other and hurriedly dodged back. At this time, Hou Liang went to pick up a stool next to him and threw it hard. The two young gangsters who were retreating were immediately knocked down to the ground and screamed.

At this time, Hou Liang looked at the last gangster.

Under the gaze of his eyes, the gangster actually screamed, made a woman like voice, and then turned around and ran away.

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about his companions in the room. Seeing this situation, Hou Liang smiled and clapped his hands, turned his head and looked at Huang Mao, who was already scared and stupid. He slowly came to Huang Mao, touched Huang Mao's chest with his hand and said, "children, do you still want to deal with me now? Do you still want to break my hand?"

The repeated questioning made the yellow hair's body tremble. Just now he didn't participate in it. As a bystander, he saw most clearly that Hou Liang simply didn't make a big fight. He just knocked down his five minions with one punch and one kick plus a swing stick. Even in the street, he was a big brother level figure.

Now he was the only one left, and he was no match at all. At this time, under the gaze of Hou Liang's eyes, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground with a soft leg and a plop.

"Brother, I'm wrong, just forgive me!" At this time, the yellow hair knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Hearing what he said, Hou Liang chuckled, pulled him up from the ground, then turned his face to the old screenwriter and said, "you should apologize to him on your knees, not like me. He is your grandfather. It's simply treacherous for you to treat him like this."

After hearing Hou Liang's words, the yellow hair quickly flopped on the ground again, kowtowed to the old screenwriter, and said, "Grandpa, I'm wrong, I'm sorry for you, I won't dare again next time, please forgive me!"

After begging for mercy, the old Screenwriter's eyes were full of tears. After all, he looked at this as his grandson. Although he had been blackmailing himself, he was also his descendant, so he directly gritted his teeth and said, "get out of here and don't see you again."

After listening to his words, Hou Liang sighed slightly. The old screenwriter was really kind-hearted. In this case, the yellow hair didn't get a certain punishment, and he will definitely come in the future. Today, he can protect the old screenwriter, but after the party left, the yellow hair will find someone to take revenge, and he may be beaten half to death directly at that time, If an old man is beaten half to death, it is no different from dying directly.

At that moment, he directly pulled the yellow hair to lift him up. After hearing the words of the old screenwriter, the yellow hair originally thought that he could escape today. Unexpectedly, as soon as he relaxed, he was pulled by Hou Liang's hair. He screamed, and his pulled head itched.

At this time, he saw Hou Liang slap him in the face, and a finger print bulged in the blink of an eye. Then Hou Liang kicked him in the stomach, and the Yellow saliva spewed out all the way. Fortunately, Hou Liang hid in time and was not sprayed on himself.

Then he stepped on the back of the yellow hair's head with his feet, looked down at him and said, "your grandfather let you go, but your uncle won't let you go."