Zhou Yang saw many investors surrounding the hotel.
Their eyes were very fierce, their facial muscles twitched, and their curses kept coming and going in their ears.
He even saw a lot of filming equipment being picked up, smashed on the ground, and trampled with their feet. Some tripods used for support were stepped on and deformed, and even the glass of the van was smashed...
After seeing myself...
They became even more angry and even reached out and smashed the door, causing the hotel door to make a "clatter" and "crash" sound!
In addition to them, there were also some newly recruited crew members. They were equally angry and guarded the door of the hotel with hoes, sickles and other things. Zhou Yang had no doubt that as long as he dared to go out, they would dare to hit him on the head.
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Hotel 302 is empty.
There is no bearded artist director Hong Xiang, nor is there the slightly stooped and thin assistant director Liu Yi.
Torn pieces of wallpaper, furniture with missing table legs and a broken television proved that they had lived here before, and there had been a series of quarrels and physical fights.
When the police officers were searching, they found a boxed script called "The Bottom of the Mine" in the drawer. At the same time, there were two mobile phones and two ID cards with "Hong Xiang" and "Liu Yi" written on them...
"After checking, the ID card is fake..."
"The mobile phone number is also fake...it turns out that the surveillance was done by an 80-year-old lady. The old lady left last year..."
"The bank account is also the account of an eighty-year-old lady. After the money arrived last night, it was transferred to thirty accounts in batches under various names. The money in each account was transferred abroad. As for the final source,
Where, we have no way to verify..."
"These more than 30 accounts belong to teenagers. Most of these teenagers have dropped out of school to work. Their ID cards have gone through several hands. They have been mortgaged and sold. Some ID cards also have various registrations.
The leather bag company, "Hong Xiang's" Wanxiang Film Co., Ltd., is one of the registered ID cards..."
"If I'm not mistaken, this is a premeditated fraud gang..."
"Well, this young man is also... one of the victims. He really didn't know about the whole thing..."
"..."
"..."
The midday sun brings a little warmth.
Zhou Yang stayed in room 302.
He looked out the window, and various angry voices continued to come to his ears.
The investors seem to want to demolish the entire hotel and have almost lost their minds.
The owner of the hotel stood beside him, looking at the damaged room and the investors. He gritted his teeth but was helpless.
These people only paid a deposit to stay in the hotel, but they didn't pay a penny of the rest of the compensation...
Counting the money Zhou Yang borrowed in the name of the crew, the boss made a rough estimate that the hotel's losses would be at least three thousand.
However, his money is considered small.
Compared with these investors outside, especially the long-legged lady outside the door, they are really far behind.
The police officer is on the phone.
Zhou Yang in the room listened to all this quietly.
His whole body felt as cold as falling into the abyss.
How could they be fraudsters?
Why are they fraudsters?
He looked at the long-legged beauty standing at the door again.
She is really too tall...
Even if I'm wearing ordinary sneakers, I still feel like I'm 1.7 meters tall.
She just leaned against the door with her hands folded around her chest. Her beautiful one-shoulder lapels and tight hip-hugging skirt hugged her curves very well, faintly revealing the fair skin of her upper body, making her undulating and proud parts even more mysterious.
…
Zhou Yang recalled for no reason the words "Enjoy silky smoothness" in a chocolate advertisement in the world. At this moment, he actually had an unethical reverie, feeling the curves with his hands to see if they were silky or not.
…
She was wearing a mask, and Zhou Yang couldn't see her entire face clearly.
But it should be very beautiful.
Especially those eyes under her mask...
Although it became a little cold due to anger, it was without any impurities. It was crystal clear and very bright. It was so bright that Zhou Yang actually remembered the stars in the sky and the bright moon on that summer night many years ago...
"So, there's no way to recover it, right?"
When the long-legged woman's cold voice sounded, Zhou Yang quickly turned his eyes elsewhere.
He felt a little guilty, so he only dared to peek at her secretly when she wasn't paying attention. He didn't dare to look at her for too long, for fear of being disgusted by others.
"It's difficult to fully recover it, but we will try our best."
In room 302.
The lady glanced at everyone, and finally her eyes fell on Zhou Yang. She shook her head.
"Is he a victim?"
"At least he is not an accomplice..."
"oh……"
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evening.
The cursing investors and extras finally entered the hotel door.
They have to negotiate the compensation for the aftermath.
When they entered, most people glared at Zhou Yang fiercely.
Although the police explained to everyone that he was innocent, many people regarded Zhou Yang as an accomplice.
He won't take action, but it's impossible to give him any good looks.
Zhou Yang faced these glares and remained silent from beginning to end.
He sat alone on a stone by the parking lot.
The only people accompanying him seemed to be the van with punctured tires and smashed windows, and most of the damaged filming equipment in the vehicle.
He stared at them in trance.
The sun sets in the west, and the red sunset glow fills the mountainside.
They were just abandoned and motionless in the corner.
It was Zhou Yang who picked them up one by one from the field and put them back in the car.
When he put it back in the car, he checked it carefully.
Zhou Yang felt a little pity and a little distressed.
At first, Zhou Yang thought he could repair them so that they could work normally, but now some of the smashed equipment really couldn't be repaired.
Although it is understandable that they are used to vent anger.
But why can't we be calmer and rational?
Smashing it all, will it help?
Will the money be returned?
After he watched in ecstasy for a while, Zhou Yang stood up and looked at the sunset on the horizon.
He inexplicably felt that he, like these equipments, had been abandoned by this world.
"What's going on? Can the movie be shot yet?"
"Why was it smashed like this?"
"Director Zhou, what's going on?"
"..."
A muttering sound came over.
A coal boss with a big belly and a big gold chain took a young girl's hand and walked to the van.
He looked shocked.
Zhou Yang knew the name of this coal boss.
His name is Zhang Genshui. He toasted to Zhou Yang yesterday and also to the director "Hong Xiang". He hoped to get a role for his girlfriend, but he was a little embarrassed by "Hong Xiang's" indifferent face, and finally left early in the end.
Already...
"The two directors are fraudsters... they took the money and ran away. They were all smashed by others." Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Genshui and shook his head.
"Fraudster?" Zhang Genshui was stunned for a moment, but then his expression was not as anxious as other investors, but rather thankful.
He only invested 20,000 yuan in this movie. The money does not matter to a coal boss like him. It is just used to buy a necklace or a bag.
Sprinkle some water.
"Yeah." Zhou Yang nodded.
"So, is this movie still going to be made?"
"I don't know, I probably won't shoot anymore..."
"Director Zhou, they don't want to shoot, why don't you come and shoot?" Zhang Genshui hesitated for a moment, then suddenly patted his head, feeling a little happy.
"Ah?" Zhou Yang was stunned when he heard this sentence.
"Early in the morning a few days ago, I watched you install the camera, disassemble the camera, and arrange the parts neatly and clean them in acid water. That's professional, at least it's better than the top photographers I've seen before.
They are all professional, and the warm light, three times five times two, I will see if you can fix it. As for movies, they won’t shoot them if they don’t want to, and the same goes for you..." Zhang Genshui hugged him tightly again.
A young woman asked the woman to light a cigar for herself and touched one at the same time.
"Brother Zhang, he is so young, how can he take pictures..." After the young woman lit her cigar, she felt Zhang Genshui's small movements and immediately twisted her body in anger.
"You know what I mean, I am the executive director! Do you know what the executive director does? The director and assistant director are responsible for standing there and forcing Lai Lai to direct blindly. They never work. I doubt they understand anything. Really
The executive director is the one who works, and the assistant director is the one who really knows what he’s doing! I’m a good judge of people. I’ve long thought that Director Hong is just a piece of shit. He looks just like the dog we have at home, as well as the assistant director.
Liu Yi looks like a pickpocket who steals things. How can such a person be worthy of my investment?" Zhang Genshui rolled his eyes at the young woman and said his own theory.
"Then he..." The young woman was still doubtful.
"He is different. You haven't seen the meticulous way he treated these equipment a few days ago, just like he treats his wife. I want to applaud when I look at it. A person who works very seriously can never make mistakes. In this way, Zhou
Director, please continue to make this movie and make it well! Just tell me how much investment you want. As long as it’s not outrageous, I’ll give it to you. Of course, I have a request. You have to choose our Xiaoli as the heroine...
"
"Brother, you are so kind to me..." When the young girl heard this, her whole body suddenly melted and she hugged the middle-aged man tightly.
"That's your dream. I have to support you. And when you become a big star in the future, I'll be there too, right?"
"Thank you bro!"
"Ha ha."
"..."
Zhang Genshui watching the flirting of young women.