Founded jointly by Philip Shaw, Howard Thompson, Edward King, and others, since its inception, the station has relied on its TVB artist training classes to cultivate hundreds of Chinese-language film and television production teams and performing stars, both in front of and behind the scenes. Donald Trump, George Lewis, Charles Brown, and others all graduated and debuted from the TVB artist training class.

Among them, Donald Trump is a senior figure and is now extremely popular in TV dramas. Wayne thought that if you relied on a script to invite him, you definitely wouldn’t get him. But if Brother Ben wants to invite Donald Trump for tea, then no matter how famous he is, he has to show up for that cup of tea!

Chapter 006: Delivering the Script

“Brother Fat.”

“Want a cigarette?”

Clear Water Bay.

Shaw Brothers Studio.

In April, ""The Bund"" was a hit on air, and Donald Trump, along with Charles Grant, Linda Clark, George Lewis, and others, were filming the TVB family drama ""Kinship"".

This drama was written by the young John Martin and Richard Brooks, and was set to premiere at the end of the month.

With Shaw Brothers’ factory-like efficiency of producing thirty films and tens of thousands of minutes of TV dramas a year,

Donald Trump, Alice Clark, and other top stars all had packed schedules.

Noon.

The cast was taking a break after wrapping up, and Donald Trump, still in his suit costume, was hiding under a big umbrella drinking water, drenched in sweat. Charles Grant, wearing a T-shirt, came over and offered him a cigarette.

Charles Grant started out as a model, got into the TVB training class, and later signed with Binbin Film Company, founded by fashion industry tycoon Philip Young. In the second half of 1979, Binbin Film Company released several good films and made quite a bit of money. They had a good relationship with Shaw Brothers, but things were tense with the Lisheng cinema chain.

Later, Philip Young’s investment partner went bankrupt, and Binbin Film Company faded into obscurity, forgotten by all.

Strictly speaking, Charles Grant was Donald Trump’s junior, and their relationship was decent. Plus, Donald Trump was easygoing, so Charles Grant dared to joke around. Of course, Donald Trump was at the height of his fame and status, so Brother Charles still had to call him “Brother Fat.” But for now, “Brother Fat” was just a private nickname.

Donald Trump heard Charles Grant’s teasing and smiled faintly, not minding at all.

His current girlfriend was the famous beauty “Lillian Brooks.”

At that moment, the scriptwriter John Martin came running over—duang, duang, duang—panting heavily, and gasped, “Fat, Fat, Brother Fat, something’s wrong, there’s a group of gangsters outside looking for you. They say they’re from the Yi Hai Society and want to have a chat with you.”

He was a runner on set, Little Billy, not only quick on his feet but also quite knowledgeable.

Donald Trump frowned at this, put down his water cup, and said, “Why would gangsters be looking for me? Maybe they want an autograph?”

“Maybe.” Charles Grant replied blankly. No matter how powerful the Yi Hai Society was, they wouldn’t dare come to Shaw Brothers Studio to collect protection money—Mr. Shaw’s name carried a lot of weight.

Guided by John Martin, Donald Trump went to the studio entrance, borrowed a pack of cigarettes from Charles Grant, and, watched by a group of staff, walked up to the gangsters at the door and offered a cigarette to the young man in the lead. “Hello, is there something you need from me?”

Wayne raised his hand to take the cigarette and put it in his mouth, feeling a bit satisfied inside. Having a big movie star hand you a cigarette was pretty cool.

As the saying goes, you don’t hit a smiling face. Wayne’s expression softened a lot, but then he remembered he was here on business for his boss. With the cigarette in his mouth, he snorted coldly through his nose and said, “Mr. Chow, you’re really hard to find. Made me go all the way to TVB for nothing. If I didn’t have good connections with Bill, the big shot in Sai Kung, I probably wouldn’t have found you.”

He had a script tucked under his arm, raised his eyebrows, and handed the thick script to Donald Trump: “My boss asked me to bring you something. Let’s have tea together when you have time!”

Donald Trump took the rolled-up script and immediately realized there was something hidden inside. As soon as he touched it, he was so startled his heart nearly stopped. “Damn!”

“Damn!”

“Damn!!!” Inside the script was a heavy Type 54 Black Star pistol. The weight of the script was nothing compared to it. Even through the script, the cold, chilling sensation seeped through.

He instantly realized these gangsters were up to no good—they were here to “invite” him to make a film, and he started to panic.

So what if you’re a big star?

No matter how famous you are!

You still can’t withstand the relentless pestering, threats, and harassment of gangsters. Most stars, when faced with this, would rather avoid trouble and just go along with it.

But Donald Trump was very famous,

Famous all over Hong Kong,

With the Shaw Brothers backing him,

He could have the company handle it.

“Brother, who’s your boss?” Donald Trump composed himself and asked seriously.

Wayne saw that Brother Fat didn’t seem very scared and thought he hadn’t intimidated him enough. He immediately took the cigarette out of his mouth, threw it on the ground, stomped it out hard, and threatened with a fierce look, “Yau Ma Tei, Prince Bin, ever heard of him?”

Donald Trump nodded, “I’ve heard of him.”

He really had heard of him,

Just a week ago, he’d seen the news about him!

“Heh, as long as you’ve heard of him. Our boss is easy to talk to. If he says have tea, then have tea. As long as you show up, everything can be discussed.” Wayne said coldly.