C9 Kill Him

It wasn't until Yaan Zhe had gone far away that the director returned to his normal state. He couldn't help but fantasize. His brain, which had died, slowly recovered.

F * ck!

He did not even need to think about taking revenge on the film emperor. If he wanted to seek his own death, he would. He did not know his own limits! But what reason did he need to take revenge on a minor character? In this circle, no one dared to disrespect him like this!

Watch me f * ck you to death!

He still had a few brothers in the underworld. This kind of person did not have the energy to reason with him. Wasn't it the most direct way to get rid of him?

The director, who was originally very irritated, instantly changed his expression. It was as if he was not the one who had just suffered a loss. He instantly returned to his original appearance and smiled as he picked up the walkie-talkie and started directing again.

This series of changes did not escape Shen Wenxu's eyes. His lips slightly raised, and the lines on his face became gentler.

It was better to talk less today. He did not want this director to cause him trouble again.

He took back the new script, but he could no longer get into the act. He always had a feeling that he couldn't say. He didn't know if it was good or bad.

The scene today was still somewhat unbelievable to him. He, Shen Wenxu, dared to swear to the heavens that he would never dream of becoming famous overnight. Although he was a third male lead, it was still an opportunity for him. He would try his best to play this role to the best of his abilities.

He had never met Yaan Zhe, the King of the Silver Screen, nor had he met him before. However, for some reason, he had a feeling that he was being valued.

Shen Wenxu subconsciously touched the tip of his nose and came back to his senses. Today, without his scenes, he could leave at any time. However, it was still because of his professional ethics that he chose to stay until the crew dispersed before leaving.

"Let's call it a day. Everyone has worked hard." The director smiled and packed up the props.

When he saw Shen Wenxu, who had been watching from the side, he actually walked over very naturally. He smiled and patted Shen Wenxu on the shoulder. "Little Shen! "You have really broadened my horizons today. If we have time, we must have a good spar!"

Shen Wenxu smiled and nodded.

It seemed that he had been overthinking. No matter what, he was still a big director. How could he be angry because he pointed out his shortcomings? On the contrary, he had some petty thoughts.

After Shen Wenxu left completely, the director's smiling face gradually froze. He looked very ferocious. He rubbed his teeth from top to bottom and took out his phone to make a call.

"Hello?"

"Right now! Right away! You bring your brothers! " The guy who robbed helped me get one person! "When the time comes, I won't forget your reward."

Un... Right, right... You should know what you should do if the police were to bump into you!"

"Alright, alright, alright... Hmm... "Okay, okay... "I hope I don't see him again tomorrow!"

After hanging up the phone, the director looked up to the sky. He took out a Buddhist bead from his pocket and stroked it back and forth. He even muttered softly to himself. Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha... No one knew that he was praying for the heavens to forgive his sins. Or was he praying for the success of this operation?

The sky darkened a little.

Shen Wenxu turned around and looked at the director who had disappeared. He was still a little confused and could not tell what was wrong.

This director might not be as simple as he thought. It was not like he would have to make things difficult for him in the film set tomorrow. However, he was already used to the various unfairness in this industry. He could only live if he endured it.

Thinking about how he didn't return home yesterday, the rice in the pot should have already rotted. The instant noodles in the fridge seemed to be empty. He didn't know if the key he put in the water tank at the door had been stolen...

Unknowingly, his footsteps gradually became more hurried.

"Sigh...!" Shen Wenxu looked up at the sky and sighed, "He is old and muddle-headed..."