Chapter 51: Unexpected Help
Having made such a boast in front of everyone, Baichuan Feng also began to prepare to write the story.
This story is actually a script by Takeshi Kitano himself, and the movie is called "The Quiet Sea That Summer".
This is a very special movie, with very few lines throughout, almost a silent film.
Because the hero and heroine of the story are a young deaf-mute pair, their communication is destined to have nothing to do with words, quiet yet passionate.
The story is basically about the protagonist who fell in love with surfing by chance, from his initial interest to his final obsession.
In the process, he made friends and participated in competitions. The heroine stayed by his side silently. However, the ending was both depressing and healing.
The whole movie is full of tranquility, happiness, sunshine and romance, but there are also traces of sadness and lamentation.
Because of this, the film has relatively simple requirements for shots, lines, etc. There are no complicated scenes and no complicated props.
Shirakawa Kaede felt that this movie was very suitable as a training work for the , and also very suitable for Takeshi Kitano who was experiencing movies for the first time.
As for whether the first film’s peaceful and tender style will lead future masters of violent aesthetics astray.
To be honest, Shirakawa Kaede didn't have such worries at all. Kitano Takeshi was cruel and ruthless in his nature. It was just that his rationality as a human being always suppressed them.
Only when it comes to art, Kitano Takeshi may show them without reservation.
While recalling the plot of the movie in his mind, Shirakawa Kaede wrote furiously.
He has no problem writing his own stories, but not everyone can write professional scripts without learning. It involves the transition of various scenes and even contains some annotations of filming equipment.
As for the idea of just coming up with a complete filming script on the spur of the moment, that's overthinking.
So leave professional matters to professionals, and he is only responsible for the story.
While Shirakawa Kaede was immersed in writing, Ota came to Ota Ward again.
In recent days, he has arranged some extras to go to Watanabe Electric's door and shout a few words every now and then.
It doesn't take a lot of people each time, just three or five people, pretending to be ordinary consumers, to come and complain.
Coincidentally, these consumers seemed to have somewhat extreme personalities. After just a few words, they started shouting that Watanabe Electric was unscrupulous and cheated consumers, etc.
As for Ota, he hid far away and waited for the extras to finish their work. Then he paid them and sent them away.
Thanks to their efforts, Watanabe Electric, which was already facing financial difficulties, was even more in trouble.
Today, as usual, Ota hid in the corner, enjoying the performance of the extras. However, before he could shout a few words, a group of people suddenly appeared from the corner of the street.
These people were all wearing black suits, with faint tattoos visible on their chests through open collars.
They rushed towards Watanabe Electric with great momentum, led by a fat bald man.
He was stunned when he saw the crowd gathered at the entrance of Watanabe Electric. "Are these our people?" he turned around and asked the younger brother beside him.
Seeing the other party shaking his head, the bald man's expression immediately became fierce. He walked directly into the crowd, picked up a person and slapped him directly, "Kuai~ la~, you bastards dare to step into the territory of the Inagawa Society, do you want to start a war?!"
The extras were so frightened by the sudden appearance of the Yakuza in front of them that they dared not move.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding~" Ota, wearing long sleeves, hurriedly ran up from behind.
"Sir, we are not gang members, we are just ordinary consumers." Ota stood in front of the extras and explained with his head bowed.
"We all bought products from Watanabe Electric, but this unscrupulous businessman played dirty and sold us defective products."
As he spoke, Ota began to exaggerate and told the story of Watanabe Electric's product quality problems, how it had harmed consumers, and so on.
"Look, this is the record player I bought from them. It broke before I even used it." At some point, Ota already had a Blackstone record player missing a tonearm.
He pointed out the damaged part of the record player to the group of people, and the gap was very obvious.
The fat bald man could see it clearly at a glance. He let go of the extra who had just grabbed him like a chicken. While looking at the record player, he scratched his bald head, "Baga~ This bastard Watanabe is really unreliable."
"You're right. If he continues like this, Watanabe Electric will go bankrupt soon." Ota calmly began to flatter Watanabe Issei.
The bald man's expression immediately turned fierce when he heard it, "Humph, you can't escape even if you go bankrupt."
He glanced at Ota who was nodding and bowing, and immediately waved his hand, "Alright, you have nothing to do here, get out of here."
As soon as the bald man opened his mouth, his subordinates began to drive people away rudely. After pushing and kicking them, the extras immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
"Hai~ Hai" Ota bowed and backed away. Soon he disappeared in the crowd.
After driving away the strangers and leaving a few men to guard the door, the bald man led the rest of the men and headed straight for the door of Watanabe Electric.
All of this was seen by Ota who was hiding in the corner. Fortunately, my uncle Ota was smart and left a record player as a backup.
He took off his wet coat, revealing the small tattoo on his arm. In this awful weather, it felt like a bath after a short while.
Ota looked at his arm and it seemed that what Shirakawa-kun said was right. It would be best to find a chance to get rid of this thing. If the Yakuza saw it by accident, it would be a big joke.
But looking at the situation today, it seems that Watanabe Electric is not doing well. We should inform Shirakawa-kun as soon as possible and let him prepare early.
And the guy who was beaten just now should also be given more compensation. Alas, although he is a temporary worker, who can blame us for being a conscientious enterprise?
Not to mention what was going on at Ota's side, at Watanabe Electric, the fat bald man led his men straight to Watanabe Issei's office.
Someone tried to stop them and ask them questions, but before he could even get a word out, a Yakuza grabbed them by the collar and pushed them against the wall .
The bald man kept his eyes straight the whole time. After his younger brother kicked open the office door, he went straight to Watanabe Issei, who was standing behind his desk with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Mu... Kimura-san...?" After seeing who was coming, Watanabe Issei couldn't even speak clearly.
The bald man named Kimura raised his chin towards the people next to him. Two Yakuza came up behind Watanabe Issei, grabbed his arms and shoulders and pressed down, and "bang", Watanabe Issei's face came into close contact with his desk.
“Ah~!” In pain, Watanabe Issei could no longer maintain his composure and screamed loudly, “Kimura-san, please talk nicely, please talk nicely, Kimura-san~!”
"Hmph" Kimura sneered, he took out a dagger, played with it while walking towards the terrified Watanabe Issei. Seeing this, the two Yakuza ignored Watanabe Issei's struggle and forced his right hand fingers to spread out on the table.
"Mr. Kimura! Mr. Kimura! The time is not up yet. I will definitely pay you back! Please believe me..."
Kimura turned a deaf ear to him. He walked to the desk with a cold look in his eyes and clenched the dagger.
"Swish" the knife flashed, and Watanabe Issei's screams could be heard clearly at the end of the corridor.
"Ding" the metal trembled, Kimura's face was full of mockery. He slapped the face of Watanabe Issei who was still howling. "Hey! It hasn't been cut yet, no need to shout so loudly."
Watanabe Issei, with tears and snot all over his face, screamed twice before he opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at his fingers.
I saw the dagger was inserted between his ring finger and little finger. The dagger was slightly tilted and cut the skin of the little finger, and a trace of blood flowed out.
"Mu... Kimura-san, I knew you were the most trustworthy person. You are the most upright person I have ever met..." Watanabe Issei was so frightened that he even started talking nonsense when he saw that his little finger was recovered.
Kimura held the dagger and pressed it down, "Ah!~" Watanabe Issei started screaming again.
"Remember, kid! If you don't pay back the money within two months, cut it off! Cut one for every month you delay, and after you're done cutting off your fingers, cut off your toes. Do you remember?" Kimura patted Watanabe Issei's head.
The latter nodded hurriedly, "Please rest assured, Mr. Kimura, I will! I will!"
Kimura glanced at Watanabe Issei who was lying on the ground with disdain, and left with his brothers without looking back.
Watanabe Issei, who was frightened out of his wits, leaned against the wall and gasped for a long time before he stood up tremblingly and rushed to the phone on the table.
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Shirakawa Feng, who was still working on his writing in the apartment, was suddenly interrupted by the pager in his pocket beeping non-stop.
After looking at the number, Baichuan Feng's eyes lit up. He immediately put down his pen and ran to the landline phone outside.
It’s not too late to write stories later.
"Moshimoshi, is this Watanabe-san?" Shirakawa Kaede's tone was extremely enthusiastic.
"Hai, sorry to bother you, Mr. Shirakawa. I wonder if you are still interested in the Black Stone record player?" Watanabe Issei's breathless voice sounded a little trembling.
Interested, of course I am interested.
However, when the words came to his lips, Baichuan Feng pretended to be reserved, "Oh~, your father seems to value the Black Stone record player very much."
"Please rest assured, Mr. Shirakawa. My father is fine now, but I still need you to come here in person. What do you think..."
Wow, Ota is quite efficient. It’s much faster than I expected.
"Of course no problem. Industrialists like Watanabe Takashi-san have always been the people I respect the most. I am not very happy that he agreed to Watanabe-san's proposal to sell. As for the time, let Watanabe-san arrange it." Good words are never too late, and Shirakawa Feng never hesitates to give compliments.
"Shirakawa-san, what do you think about tomorrow?"
Huh? So urgent?
"No problem," Baichuan Feng agreed calmly.
"Then it's settled."
"Hayi"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Chuanfeng fell into deep thought. The other party was so anxious, did he miss some important information?
He picked up the phone again and prepared to call Ota.
