Film crew, inside the equipment warehouse.

"No matter who did it!"

"Hand over the things now, and I'll pretend nothing happened!"

The Hong Kong camera director, who was also the head of the camera crew, put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly.

The room was locked and outsiders were kept out.

In the room sat all the cameramen and crew members.

Apart from that, there was only the camera crew leader and Wang Jing, who was wearing glasses and had a shining look in his eyes!

The main camera's memory card is lost!

The memory card used in this camera is called a memory card, but its shape and appearance are not the fingernail-sized cards used in later mobile phones.

This thing has a capacity of hundreds of GB and is the size of a palm, equivalent to the size of a large mobile hard drive.

Moreover, this thing is specially made for a specific aircraft. In those days, a single original one would cost several thousand or even tens of thousands.

The reason why the camera crew chief "captured" all the crew members to interrogate them about the whereabouts of the memory card was because the main camera, that is, the Arri camera, was a very professional machine.

Non-industry insiders cannot operate.

Most people don’t even know how to open the machine compartment or take out the card, let alone steal the spare parts.

He also checked the machine and found no signs of disassembly by external force.

So, it can only be done by an expert!
There were no outsiders in the crew, and it had only been a few hours since the "accident".

The only professionals in the crew who could do all this could be members of the camera crew... This was the judgment of the team leader and Wang Jing.

When the two learned that the memory card was lost, they wanted to forcibly search the staff's personal belongings and rooms.

As a result, the mainland camera crew members collectively rebelled!
I just beat up two mainland actors, and now you still want to search them?

Grandma!

Seeing that the situation was not good and fearing further physical conflict, Wang Jing had to ease the conflict and narrow the scope of the investigation.

Hence, the current situation of "coaxing and deceiving" and "using both soft and hard tactics" emerged.

"Actually, I already know who did it."

"It's just that I don't want to break up."

Even the tactics used by primary school teachers to scare students were used.

The team leader glanced at Du Jie from time to time.

After all, he was the one who was responsible for operating the machine at that time.

Du Jie was also very puzzled at this time.

Why did the memory card suddenly disappear?
The photo was taken just fine, but after a moment of confusion, the card was lost.

Of course he understood why the director called the camera crew to give them a lecture. After all, they were the only ones in the crew who knew how to operate the equipment... No!
Du Jie suddenly thought that there was another person in the crew who could operate the machine.

It’s Zhang Yuan, an amateur photographer.

They were good friends and often drank together. Du Jie also secretly let Zhang Yuan play with the machine to satisfy his curiosity.

"But... he was knocked down by one punch."

"He fell down in front of me and couldn't even get up."

“He was then taken to the hospital.”

"There's no time to steal cards."

"Is there any expert in the crew?"

"Which crew member is actually a thief in disguise?"

The crew’s number one suspect now is Du Jie.

Of course he could tell this to clear himself of some suspicion, or use it to show his loyalty to these Hong Kong guys.

After all, he had thought it through before joining the group, just as he told Zhang Yuan.

He just came here to make money and learn technology.

But thinking about his friend being beaten like that, Du Jie felt a rage in his heart that was hard to suppress.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at the team leader and Wang Jing. He kept the matter to himself and didn't say a word.

……

After a long time, Wang Jing realized that he couldn't get any information out of him, so he shook his head and left with the team leader.

"Brother Jing, what should we do?" The team leader's face was gloomy, knowing the seriousness of the situation.

"What else can I do? Just wait." Wang Jing was open-minded.

"Use your brain," he analyzed.

“Only the camera crew has the ability to steal the card.”

"Then why did they steal?"

"Why..." The team leader didn't understand.

"Of course it's for money." Wang Jing waved his hand.

He experienced the darkest era in Hong Kong's film and television industry. In those days, it was common for gangsters to break into warehouses to steal films and use them to threaten the crew to pay ransom.

So in his mind, he classified this incident as a similar situation.

He felt that someone simply saw this sudden incident and thought it was profitable, so he wanted to use it to threaten the crew and make a fortune.

"Just wait. When someone asks us for a ransom, we can just give them some money and it will be over."

“And it’s better this way.”

"For the sake of ransom, the other party will definitely not leak the film, otherwise the bargaining chips in their hands will be useless."

“It’s safe now.”

Wang Jing thought, it’s just giving some money.

At most tens of millions.

As long as we can keep the two leading actors, Zhang Weijian and Nicholas Tse, this amount of money will not be a problem.

"Have you contacted the tabloid reporters in Hong Kong?" Wang Jing asked.

"We've made contact."

"Spread the news. Say that Wang Bozhao molested Jianzi's female assistant."

"Then, they said that Zhang Yuan pursued Xiyi but failed, and he kept pestering her, and Jianzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he took action."

"Don't mention that scene."

"understand!"

They planned to use Zheng Xiyi, who is also an artist under Yinhuang and plays Jiang Yufeng in the film, to put the blame on Zhang Yuan.

Because of the relationship between the King of Music and Nicholas Tse, Charlene Choi must cooperate.

Spreading false news through Hong Kong media and then transmitting it back to the mainland through the Internet is an old tactic used by many people in the entertainment industry.

The Hong Kong media's style of operation is already very wild. When news passes through them, they can not only make the rumors more exciting, but also clean up the traces of the manipulation behind them.

This is the same reason why people go to Hong Kong and Portugal to make money or launder money.

……

A day later, the news that Wang Bozhao and Zhang Yuan were beaten and hospitalized made the front pages of major entertainment media.

At the same time, the false information that Wang Jing asked others to spread also appeared on the Internet almost at the same time.

Topics about Wang Bozhao and Zhang Yuan molesting female assistants and actresses on the set began to spread wildly on major forums.

The description was so realistic that it seemed as if one was lying under Zhang Yuan's bed and seeing the entire process.

"My next-door neighbor is a crew member. He saw Zhang Yuan giving flowers to Zheng Xiyi on the set to propose."

"My classmate's sister is a makeup artist. She saw Zhang Yuan break into Zheng Xiyi's hotel room at night and was kicked out."

"My mother's friend's son is a production manager on the crew. He saw Zhang Yuan forcefully hugging Zheng Xiyi after getting drunk. He refused to give in after being pushed away by Zheng Xiyi. It was Nicholas Tse, who was also on the crew, who helped push him away."

Inside the ward, Fan Bingbing was holding a small notebook and reading seriously the content she had copied from the Internet.

Today, the mainland actors from the crew took time out to come visit the patient.

Three actresses who had a good relationship with him gathered around his bed.

"What do you think of these news?" Fan Ye asked after reading it.

"It's done well!" Zhang Yuan gave a thumbs up.

"You're still in a happy mood." Fan Bingbing looked disgusted at his lack of ambition.

"What should I do? Should I go online and fight them?"

"You can talk about it if you want."

"Well, you're right to think so. It's quite mature." Yuan Quan said with his arms folded across his chest and a smile.

"The atmosphere in the crew is very strange now. You have to be careful recently, especially when facing the media." Sister Yang Xue peeled an apple and handed it to him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"As for you, please don't have any grudges against the crew because of me." Zhang Yuan took a bite. It was crispy, sweet and full of juice.

"There will definitely be media outlets looking for you, so be careful."

The three women were touched to see that he still cared about others even though he was so disabled.

[Received thanks from Fan Bingbing, drinking capacity +1! ]

[Received thanks from Yang Xue, temperament +1! ]

[Received thanks from Yuan Quan, Peking Opera Basics +1! ]

"If you have nothing to do, just go back first and don't delay the filming." Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Yuan persuaded everyone to leave.

"Then we're leaving." "Teacher Wang, have a good rest too. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Wang Bozhao waved his hand weakly, thinking that those who looked at me were men, and those who looked at this boy were women.

The reason why Zhang Yuan "drove" them away was that he knew that more people would come soon.

In order to avoid being harassed, he turned off his cell phone completely after the news of his beating was reported in the newspaper.

Otherwise you will be beaten up by tabloid reporters!
But before turning off his phone, he sent his location to a few people.

They are all women...

Click!

Not long after, a tall and thin figure wearing sky blue jeans, white sneakers, a baseball cap and a black mask rushed into the ward in a hurry.

Then he took two steps at a time and stumbled to him.

"How did you become like this!"

Cheng Hao took off his mask, threw away his hat, and threw himself into his arms.

Then he quickly stood up and felt around, as if he was afraid that his previous action would hurt his wound.

At the same time, two clear springs were surging in his eye sockets, ready to drip at any time.

Upon seeing this, Teacher Wang Bozhao endured the pain in his body and turned around, pulling his legs.

Quite interesting.

Zhang Yuan’s head is now as covered as Zhao Yanzi in “Shaolin Soccer”, with dark circles under his eyes. Anyone who sees him will be scared.

Zhang Yuan waved at Cheng Hao and asked her to come closer.

"I'm fine, except for the circles under my eyes, they're all fake."

And then I can tell her the truth.

Cheng Hao rolled his eyes and slowly sat up straight.

"Is there anything you need me to do?"

Well, communicating with smart people is that simple.

"In a few days, when the time is right, you can recommend me to Boss Wu of Chengtian. You don't have to force me, just mention me."

Cheng Hao’s agency contract is with Orange Sky.

"You just need to make sure that other companies know that Chengtian is interested in me."

Cheng Hao didn't understand what he was going to do, but nodded and agreed.

"What is the right time you're talking about?"

"When the time comes, you'll know."

Cheng Hao frowned. Why did he speak so mysteriously after being beaten?

Could it be really broken?

"What you should consider now is how to deal with those negative information." The good sister leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

"It's obvious that someone on the crew is messing with you and wants to discredit you."

"What if your reputation is ruined?" Cheng Hao was extremely worried.

"Are you so sure that all that negative information is fake?"

"That woman is not pretty enough, you don't like her." Cheng Hao answered very confidently.

Zhang Yuan: …

If you say so, I won’t let her go if she’s pretty enough.

Damn, I’m really good at reading people!
"Do you want me to contact some reporters and online writers to help you publish some clarifying content?" Cheng Hao continued.

"No, these are all invalid operations."

"Fabricated black material is far more attractive than clarified content. One hundred clarifying posts are not as good as a one hundred-word rumor-mongering post."

"What can we do? We can't just let them ruin you. You're at the rising stage of your career."

"You don't have to do anything. Someone will do it for me." Zhang Yuan said very calmly.

"Besides, no matter how much they try, they can't kill me."

"Because." Zhang Yuan raised his hand and pointed out two fingers: "I still have two gold medals of immunity from death."

"what?"

"One is called 'Kung Fu' and the other is called 'A World Without Thieves'."

"The two movies you filmed?" Cheng Hao pondered.

“Yes, these two plays.”

"These two dramas are the two dramas with the largest investment by Huayi this year."

"And it's all finished filming, and we're preparing for the promotion and schedule."

"Do you think Huayi will become a pariah because I have participated in two movies and played important supporting roles?"

Don’t look at the monk’s face, look at the Buddha’s face. Don’t look at his face, but look at the money’s face!
He is such a disgrace that it will definitely affect the revenue of both films.

If he went even further and reached the death line of the radio, film and television authorities... in those days, the authorities were much stricter than in later generations. Not to mention taxes and contraband, even if there were problems with lifestyle and values, one could easily be softly banned.

What will happen to those two movies once he is banned?
How can it be broadcast?

If these two films were to fail, not only would Huayi have wasted a year's work, but he would also have to sacrifice half of his life.

Given the Wang brothers’ temperament and relationship, could this happen?

Wang Jing will do his best to protect the two leading actors for the film, and Hua Yi is the same.

Cheng Hao looked at him affectionately and leaned her head on his chest: "You are the only one who is smart. Okay."

"you do not need to worry."

"Ah."

"Let me peel an apple for you." Cheng Hao picked up the fruit knife on the cabinet and the fruit that people gave him when they came to comfort him.

"it is good."

After eating the apple, Zhang Yuan threw the core into the trash can where there was still a core in it, and patted Cheng Hao on the shoulder.

"You go back, I can do it myself."

"I'll take care of you and the patients. I have experience."

Her father has been ill for many years, and Cheng Hao does have experience in this area.

"No, I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"It's not that hard to take care of you."

"It's okay, I'm fine alone."

Cheng Hao narrowed his eyes slowly: "No."

"Someone is coming."

"Still a woman, huh?"

It’s not good for women to be too smart.

It’s not easy to fool.

"Oh, I have a concussion and I feel dizzy." Zhang Yuan quickly buried his head in the quilt.

"I'll go buy some daily necessities first and come back in a few hours." Cheng Hao crossed his arms and stood up: "Is that enough?"

"Ahem...it should be possible." Zhang Yuan replied guiltily.

Only after hearing Cheng Hao's leaving footsteps did he stick his head out.

When he turned around, he saw Wang Bozhao in the next bed looking at him with contempt.

"Teacher Wang, what's wrong?"

"My legs hurt." Wang Bo said to himself.

The three people from the crew just now were fine, but this one obviously has a close relationship with him.

He already has one at home, but he is still flirting with other girls outside.

"Brother Yuan?"

Shit, there’s more than one at home!
Shu Chang carefully pushed open the door of the ward, poked his head in, and asked in a low voice.

Then she saw Zhang Yuan waving at her.

In an instant, she burst into tears.

But she still forced herself to wipe away her tears. After walking closer, she nodded and greeted Wang Bozhao who lived in the same room with her.

Then he turned around and sat next to Zhang Yuan, with his back facing the bed next to him.

"How could they do this to you..."

The girl was crying as she spoke.

Shasha was sobbing.

But it seemed that because of the presence of an outsider, Teacher Wang, she was trying hard not to fully express her emotions.

"Come closer." Zhang Yuan waved at her.

Then he stretched out his arm to her and gently placed it on her palm.

Shu Chang thought he had something to say, so he quickly moved closer and held his hand.

At this moment, Changchang felt his palm sink.

Look down.

I found a strange black, square box in my hand... (End of this chapter)