After Fang Jing left, Lin Qiuyue took the mop and mopped the floor again. It took a while for the footprints on the ground to disappear. She looked up and saw Fang Hui counting the money on the coffee table one by one, her mind filled with black lines.
In her opinion, Fang Hui shouldn't be short of money. After all, she lives in such a big house, so she can't be short of a few hundred yuan.
But the reality was like a cold icy rain mercilessly slapping her face. Fang Hui was not considered rich!
You can tell from the 2,000 yuan her brother gives her as living expenses every month.
Magic City is a first-tier city with a very high level of consumption. Two thousand a month is considered ordinary, barely enough for food. Many students in the class have more than two thousand in pocket money.
"Fang Hui, what does your brother do?"
When Lin Qiuyue saw Fang Hui counting the dozens of dollars for the second time, she finally couldn't help but ask.
"He... he should be considered an actor. He also sings occasionally."
"Actor, oh! I understand." Lin Qiuyue suddenly realized, "He is Fang Jing's stand-in, right? No wonder he looks a bit similar."
Fang Hui's lips twitched and she shook her head without saying anything. She couldn't say that Fang Jing was actually her brother, could she? Even Lin Qiuyue had to believe it.
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"Pah! Get up!" In the morning, Fang Jing slapped Yang Ning on the buttocks.
With a blush on her face, Yang Ning buried her head in the quilt and said vaguely: "I don't think so. I want to sleep for a while. Is there breakfast?"
"It's done!"
"Then I'll come over in a minute."
"Remember to get up and eat. I'm going out. See you in a few days!"
"Well, go ahead!"
Dragging the packed suitcase, Fang Jing went out. It had been a week since Yang Ning came back. They stayed at home every day without being disturbed, living a pastoral life of sunrise and sunset.
Now Fang Jing finally understands why rich people like rural life. The ancients did not deceive him. This kind of life is really good.
After dragging the suitcase out, Wu Jiajia had been waiting downstairs for half an hour. She was watching her nose and heart, pretending to know everything.
Half an hour ago there was a commotion upstairs, and she blushed even when she sat down.
After getting on the plane, Jing arrived in Jiangsu Province a few hours later.
He did not go straight to the filming crew of "The Name of the People", but first visited several banks, and half a day later six cash transport trucks left with him.
"Mr. Li, when will Mr. Fang arrive?"
"It's coming soon. We were already in Jiangsu Province when I called earlier."
The sun was shining brightly, director Li Lu covered his forehead with his hands, looked at Li Zheng, and finally said nothing.
There is a big play today that requires Fang Jing's cooperation, but it's already afternoon and no one has come yet, and everyone at the end of the play is waiting.
The crew was burning through money, spending 70,000 to 80,000 yuan in just half a day, and they continued to lose more money.
"Here we come!" A car horn sounded, and Li Zheng looked at the dark and green cash transport truck with a happy face.
Everyone knew what kind of scene they were going to shoot today. The crew gathered around them, but before they even got close, a dozen security guards jumped out of the car in front of them. Their eyes were cold and they were holding rifles in their hands. They were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks.
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"Do your own thing, don't watch around! The drama manager! Take the group members to arrange the moves!"
The director spoke, and within two minutes the twenty or thirty people surrounding him dispersed, leaving only a few leading actors, directors and producers.
Fang Jing said to the director: "Arrange for fifteen young and strong people to come over!"
"I'll come! I have the strength to do what needs to be done." Yu Xiaowei volunteered, with a look of excitement on his face.
"It's okay. Please help me move the boxes in the car."
"Okay!"
As soon as the sleeves of his shirt were removed, Yu Xiaowei was about to step forward and open the car door, but was stopped by the security guard from Laifu. He was so frightened that he shrank his head, fearing that these buddies would slip their hands and slap him.
The security guard turned his head expressionlessly and spoke a few words over the walkie-talkie before going to open the door. There were two people sitting inside, the bullets were loaded, and the cold muzzles of their guns were facing the outside.
Yu Xiaowei was afraid for a while. If he had just opened the door, would the people inside really give him a slap in the face?
"Start moving and place it at the designated location. This scene must be completed before today." Fang Jing looked at the director and said: "You said the scene should be realistic. I did it for you. The total is 100 million in cash, one cent less.
I'm causing trouble for you."
"Don't worry, one less card will be mine!"
This scene is actually from the second episode of In the Name of the People. Zhao Dehan was arrested at his home, and there was money all over the wall and the refrigerator under the bed.
This scene has been filmed before, but the director was dissatisfied. He always felt that the scene of counting money was too fake. As soon as the fake money was shown to the camera, it was obvious that it was fake.
But it’s not okay if you don’t give the camera, because this scene with the huge amount of money must have, not only, but more, so that it can give people a sufficient sense of impact.
So he found Li Zheng and tried to get Fang Jing to transfer some real money. After receiving a call from them, he started making arrangements a week ago and didn't withdraw the money until today.
Most of the money is from the crew's budget, and a small amount is his own, and he has to pay it back after the filming.
"Lao Zhang, Lao Wan, Lao Lu, come here to help, and invite Xiao Liu to come with you, as well as the camera crew and props crew. The venue management has managed the actors well and told them not to move where they are, and to hold them in while they go to the toilet.
If someone moves around I tell the person in charge to get out!”
With 100 million in cash, Li Lu didn't dare to be careless. The people he hired to move the money were his close associates or Fang Jing's people, even if some of these people were old men in their forties or fifties.
There were many young and strong people in the crew, and there were a lot of them in the extras, but he didn't dare to use them. If anyone took the opportunity to run away with two boxes of money, Fang Jing could skin them.
"Fuck, it's so heavy!!"
Yu Xiaowei was holding a large red box in one hand, his face turned red, and he instantly brought his other hand over to lighten the burden.
"A box weighs almost a hundred pounds. Do you think it's heavy?" Fang Jing laughed.
One box contains 3.6 million in cash and weighs more than 70 kilograms. If the box is deliberately thickened, it weighs nearly 100 kilograms. People with weak physical strength will not be able to run far even if they take it.
There were twenty-seven boxes. At first, Li Lu wanted to move them hand in hand, but then he fell down from exhaustion and found a cart.
7pm...
"No one was allowed to leave, even the extras. After a while, they told Fang Jing to treat guests to dinner and asked them to wait. Except for the necessary actors and camera lights, everyone else in the room came out."
"There are people guarding the door. Everyone who comes in and out must be searched. If there is money hidden on someone, they will take it immediately."
In order to be absolutely sure, Li Lu arranged everything carefully. In case something went wrong, he even set up two cameras high in the room for easy monitoring at any time.
The scenery in the house has been prepared. The three-and-a-half-meter-high and four-meter-wide money wall looks heart-pounding. The safe, under the bed, and in the wardrobe are all filled with money, a bundle of ten thousand, which is dazzling.
As soon as I entered the house, I felt like I was in money paradise, and my whole body was immersed in the sea of money.
Five minutes later...
"I really don't dare to spend a penny!"
His family was fired, and Zhao Dehan's legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground. He held the refrigerator door with trembling hands, tears and runny nose streaming down his face.
The money in the refrigerator fell to the ground and no one picked it up. Hou Liangping gritted his teeth and said sadly: "You said you are greedy for so much money. You send more than 400 yuan to your hometown every month, and you eat noodles with green onions. What are you doing?"