After the banquet, Ning Luo returned to the crew hotel. After washing up, he lay on the bed and played with his phone. He typed the three words “Lu Tingzhou” in the search box and clicked on Weibo.
Lu Tingzhou’s Weibo basically has no personal updates, but only forwarded work, not to mention the popular selfies and abdominal muscle photos.
“It’s too much of a male morality, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.” Ning Luo covered his heart and shook his head with hatred. He registered a new account with his mobile phone number and sent a private message to Lu Tingzhou and his studio’s private messages, including the email, asking him to pay attention to the recent investment of people around him.
But because the whole novel is based on Ning Xibai’s perspective, Ning Luo can only get limited information and give some vague hints.
As for whether Lu Tingzhou can avoid it: “It depends on whether you are tough, husband.” Ning Luo put his hands together and prayed seriously.
The two were killed by the plot together; how can it not be considered a kind of love suicide.
In a sense, Ning Luo is a person with a big heart. If he is indecisive, the worst thing is death, which is the difference between dying once and dying twice. Nothing can knock him down, because he has no ability to be a target.
After sending the message, he went back to Weibo and browsed the super topic.
Half an hour later, he received countless beautiful pictures. He also used a small account to sneak into the fan group and chatted with everyone. He was quite proficient in the whole process.
The next morning, he did not have any scenes, so Ning Luo stayed up until two in the morning before going to bed.
After waking up at noon, he found that his agent, Xu Ling, had sent him a message.
Xu Ling has good business ability, a wide network of contacts, and a strong hand. But she has more than one artist under her, and she is very busy. Ning Luo rarely sees her. In his impression, she is a very capable woman.
[Sun Xuebin contacted me and invited you to audition. When did you meet him? ]
[Are you sleeping?]
[Reply to me when you see the message.]
Ning Luo called directly and explained the cause and effect clearly.
Hearing that it was Wang Lin who introduced the resources, Xu Ling was surprised: “Is he crazy? Introducing resources to you all of a sudden?”
Ning Luo: “It’s possible.”
“…”
Xu Ling didn’t want Ning Luo to film Wang Lin’s play from the beginning, thinking that he was humiliating himself. The two even quarreled over this and parted unhappily.
But now it seems that Ning Luo and Wang Lin get along quite well.
“Since you have this opportunity, you should seize it. By the way, the new assistant I found for you has arrived. I will take care of other things first, and he will be at the door soon.”
Xu Ling was still worried before hanging up the phone. “Get along well; if you lose your temper again, you will really not be able to find another assistant… but you probably don’t dare.”
Ning Luo didn’t think much about the meaning of this sentence. Not long after hanging up the phone, there was a knock on the door.
He opened the door and saw the bulging chest muscles that were almost bursting from the clothes.
Looking up with his neck tilted, he saw a simple and honest smile: “Hello, Brother Luo, I am the new assistant, Xiao Song.”
Looking at the 1.9-meter-tall Northeastern man at the door, who could kill him with one punch, Ning Luo swallowed his saliva silently.
You call me brother?
This isn’t appropriate, is it, brother?
“…Hello to you too,” Ning Luo didn’t dare to refute and said dryly, “Xiao Song.”
Xiao Song looked like a rough man, but he was actually very careful. He packed up the things he needed to take and sent Ning Luo to the set.
A few days ago, the male lead had to take a leave of absence due to family matters. Today, he came back to continue filming. Ning Luo hadn’t seen him yet, so he thought he would say hello later.
As soon as he stepped into the crew, he noticed that the atmosphere on the set was not right. People were coming and going in a hurry, with panicked faces.
Wang Lin’s angry voice spread throughout the set: “Hundreds of thousands of budgets are given for this kind of garbage? Who the hell are you trying to fool?”
“Where’s the rest of the money, huh?!”
This was the first time Ning Luo saw Wang Lin get angry.
The braid tied behind his head trembled with his large movements, and the temperament of a carefree artist disappeared and replaced with a fire-breathing dragon.
“What happened?” Ning Luo moved quietly to Sun Shaoyi and asked in a low voice.
Sun Shaoyi: “There was a problem with the set, and the wooden frame broke and hit Shen Wenyu.”
Shen Wenyu was the male lead.
Ning Luo was surprised: “Why did the wooden frame break?”
“The wood was eaten by insects.”
Ning Luo understood that there was a middleman who made a profit from the price difference and swallowed the money.
The crew, which was already short of funds, was in even worse trouble. No wonder everyone was in a state of mourning.
The idea of finding a new company was revived once again, but Ning Luo put it down with a guilty conscience.
No, no, Director Wang just introduced him to a good resource, and he couldn’t be a mean person.
Seeing that Wang Lin was angry, Ning Luo didn’t dare to get close to him. He asked about the injury of the male lead from Sun Shaoyi and decided to visit him after learning that the doctor was treating him.
Wang Lin’s face was uglier than ever, as dark as ink: “Is this how you guys at the production team fool me? Fu Gangqun, is this your first time working with me? Do you want to get out as soon as possible?”
Fu Gangqun is a veteran in the crew and a member of Wang Lin’s team. Being scolded in public, his neck turned red. He knew that this matter could not be let go easily. He stretched out his hand and pushed the person next to him, who had been bowing his head all the time. The other person staggered and was pushed to the front: “Director Wang, calm down. This is my fault. I didn’t discipline my subordinates strictly. That’s why my subordinates played tricks and deceived me!”
He shouted sternly: “Tell me, how did you make false accounts and pass off inferior goods as good ones and swallow the money!”
The man was timid: “Wang, Director Wang, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I was bewitched for a while…”
“I knew you were not a good person!” Fu Gangqun spat at him fiercely and said to Wang Lin, “Cousin, I felt that this person was not right a long time ago, but I didn’t expect that he would hurt Teacher Shen! Don’t worry, I will definitely handle it well and give everyone an explanation.”
Wang Lin frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death: “Did you really do it?”
“Yes, yes…” The man glanced at Fu Gangqun carefully and was frightened by the cold light in his eyes and agreed repeatedly.
He admitted it himself, so the matter was explained.
But Wang Lin didn’t say anything.
Ning Luo stopped walking by and looked at the fat middle-aged man who called Wang Lin his cousin with doubt.
In addition to him, there is indeed another person with connections in this crew.
[Is this the one who broke the news to the media that Director Wang had a secret relationship with the male lead, and the two of them were reading luminous scripts [mfn]1 internet slang that implies late-night secret meetings under the pretense of reading scripts, often with romantic or sexual undertones [/mfn] together and played hard all because he had connections?]
Ning Luo’s shocked tone was like a roller coaster that turned eighteen corners, and his eyes looked back and forth between Wang Lin and the middle-aged man.
[Fuck, family ethics drama + forced love by entertainment industry sponsors? Exciting! ]
The male lead, Shen Wenyu, who had just bandaged his wound and came out from behind, staggered and almost fell flat on the ground.
Fuck, who is spreading rumors?!
