Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

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Uncle Deng spoke to his underlings behind him.

Several of the older men nodded in agreement, while the younger ones, Ah Le and Big D, smiled silently and looked on with disdain.

When the song started, Uncle Deng almost vomited blood.

Dafei stood on the stage, holding the microphone, and sang the Cantonese opera "The Princess Changping" in his hoarse voice.

"Falling blossoms fill the sky, obscuring the moonlight~~"

"My sister and I danced together on the bed~~"

......

"Hey! Isn't this Old Deng?"

Wang Taiyi came up to Uncle Deng and pinched the fat on Uncle Deng's belly.

"You've gained weight again. If you don't take care of yourself, you might suddenly die. With your size, you could easily fall down the stairs."

"Hey! Kid, what are you saying?"

Chuanbao and the others cursed and swore. Big D in the crowd watched Wang Taiyi with great interest, while Ah Le seemed to be deep in thought because of what Wang Taiyi said.

Uncle Deng waved his hand to stop his men from shouting.

Wang Taiyi didn't take the Moon Warrior Chuanbao seriously either; he was just an incompetent fool. As for Chuiji, he was a piece of trash who crashed his car after being scared by a single glance from Da D.

The only players who can be considered truly capable in the current He Lian Sheng team are Uncle Deng, Big D, and Ah Le. A group of talented young men from Dongguan have yet to rise to prominence.

Uncle Deng scrutinized Wang Taiyi for a long time before saying:

"Why... are you here?"

Wang Taiyi pinched Uncle Deng's belly again.

"Look at what you're saying. My dear brother is hosting a banquet today, where else would I be but here? I organized this whole feast. Come on, stop talking and take a seat. There's going to be a great show later."

"Wait a moment!"

Uncle Deng interrupted Wang Taiyi.

"Donghuangzi, right? Take me to meet Mr. Jiang. I'll just say hello and leave. We can just have our business with Lian Sheng's boss here. I'm too old to stay up all night. I need to go to bed on time. I haven't taken my blood pressure medication yet. I need to go home and take it. I won't bother you any longer."

Uncle Deng could never forget the time that this lunatic used a grenade to blow up crows at the party. This guy was insane, and he even put on a show, like a fairy scattering grenades.

Tsk...tsk...

This fat old man is too shy to talk back, so I ignored him.

Wang Taiyi patted Uncle Deng's belly, turned around, and left to find other targets.

.........

The banquet began, and Jiang Tianyang went on stage and said some polite words. Then everyone started eating and drinking. The leaders drank and introduced themselves to each other, and then they started bragging.

This is basically the procedure for all banquets.

After a few rounds of drinks, Jiang Tianyang felt a bit bored. These bastards were just bragging; they didn't have anything serious to say.

"Ata!"

Jiang Tianyang lit a cigar and said:

"That airport pickup business you mentioned before is quite interesting, tell me about it."

Wang Taiyi sat to Jiang Tianyang's left. This seat used to belong to Chen Yao, but now Chen Yao was sitting at another table, looking resentfully at the main table. He felt that he had fallen out of favor.

At the main table, there's usually a boss paired with a trusted henchman or second-in-command. For example, there's Chuan Bao and Chui Ji from Wo Luen Shing; the Lian Haolong and Lian Haodong brothers from Chung Shun Yee; Uncle Ben and Situ Haonan from Tung Sing; and Wong Po and Ah Chi from Jordan...

The seats next to the main table are for the various hall masters, and extending outwards are the headmen, red sticks, and underlings.

Upon hearing his elder brother's question, Wang Taiyi put down his wine glass. As he placed the glass on the table, he covered a lighter with his palm, then flicked his middle finger inward, and the lighter flew into his sleeve in a flash.

The whole set of movements was so smooth and fluid that no one noticed Lao Wang's little tricks.

"Brother, you mean that? That's just small-scale stuff. You don't know, do you? I now own a television station, ATV."

Jiang Tianyang's eyes widened.

Holy crap! Is Ah Tai really that rich? She owns a TV station! This isn't just ordinary rich people, this is extravagant! Not bad, not bad, she's definitely the person I had my eye on.

The other bosses at the table also looked at Wang Taiyi with complicated expressions. They knew better than Jiang Tianyang the power of someone who owned ATV, since the previous owner of ATV was the legendary Qiu Lao.

They couldn't understand why Wang Taiyi, this lunatic, would still be involved in gangs if he was so rich. Was it a rich person's quirk or was he just naturally cunning?

Wang Taiyi continued:

“I recently planned a large-scale variety show, which I call ‘Hong Kong’s Got Talent’. It’s about having people with unique talents perform on stage, and having judges and the audience score them. Viewers at home can also vote by phone, and I’ll charge them one dollar per call, with no upper limit. I’m going to take this show to Asia and then to the world!”

Jiang Tianyang nodded repeatedly. He didn't understand the entertainment industry, but he did understand telephone fraud, and he thought this project was very promising.

"Grandma! Your project is really great! What do you think? Are you short of funds? How about I invest a share?"

Does Wang Taiyi lack money? Of course not, but how can he refuse his good brother's offer to help?

"Brother, don't worry, I'll give you a 500 million investment share."

"Hmm~ It's a bit little, but as long as we have a good time working together for the first time, let's have a toast!"

Seeing the two clink glasses, the other bosses couldn't sit still. A deal for 500 was settled just like that? Although they weren't short of money, every time they earned 500 million, they were always on edge, risking their lives. On average, each operation cost several lives. Unlike these two, who seemed to have it so easy. The key was that it was a legitimate business with no risk.

They all knew before that Donghuangzai was a great fighter and crazy, but today they found out he was also a rich man.

So the various leaders started expressing their desire to invest.

"Everyone."

Wang Taiyi waved his hand.

"Gentlemen, I don't really need investment, but if you really want to invest, you can talk to my older brother. I'll listen to him."

Jiang Tianyang was increasingly satisfied with Wang Taiyi. What a good younger brother he was! Don't worry, as long as these people want to invest, I will definitely not let them take advantage of me for nothing.

.........

Chapter 139 Talent Show

The various bosses began negotiating with Jiang Tiansheng again, and Uncle Ben from Dongxing muttered that the former leader and camel had been cremated and were missing a leg because of someone.

I don't know how they negotiated it, but when Lao Wang came back from the restroom, everyone had agreed on a total investment of over 30 million yuan.

Goodness, in this day and age, spending over 3 million on a TV show is beyond luxurious.

Having achieved the desired result, Uncle Ben smiled at Wang Taiyi and didn't mention the camel's lost leg.

"Grandma, tell us about that show again. Is it like 'Enjoy Yourself Tonight'?"

Wang Taiyi chuckled.

"Uncle Ben, let me put it this way, comparing 'Enjoy Yourself Tonight' with my talent show is like... like the difference between a 50-yuan prostitute and a 5-yuan minor celebrity."

Oh, we understand now that you put it that way.

"How about this!"

Wang Taiyi glanced around the banquet. Everyone was eating, drinking, and bragging, while Dafei was still singing off-key songs on stage, making noise.

"Let me show you guys."

Tai waved to Jimmy at the next table.

"Come here, you little bastard!"

Jimmy quickly went to Old Wang's side, bent down, and whispered:

"Big brother, didn't I tell you not to call me chicken?"

"Don't be so ungrateful for getting the benefits. Do you know how jealous the plane is of the nickname I have for you?"

Jimmy rolled his eyes and said, "Then you can give him that nickname."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, you're like this..."

Jimmy nodded after hearing this, walked onto the stage, and patted the howling Fei on the shoulder.

"Dafei, give me the microphone, you can go down now!"

Dafei wasn't familiar with Jimmy, so he glared at Jimmy, ignored him completely, and even gave him the middle finger.

Jimmy turned around and shrugged.

Wang Taiyi frowned and pointed at Dafei on the stage.

"airplane!"

"I ask the world: Is this the greatest thunderbolt of all?"

"Or... damn it!!"

Dafei, who was singing with his neck tilted back, was suddenly thrown off the stage by the plane.

Jimmy picked up the microphone that had fallen onto the stage and shook it.

"Hey! Hey!"