The King of Directors 2000

Chapter 134 Was Commended
At 2001 o'clock in the morning on December 12, 18, the temperature in Shanghai was slightly higher, eight degrees.

The sun, which has not opened the window for a long time, opened the window today and cast the sun out.

In a residential building next to the set of "Signal", a mother and son are sitting and eating together.

My mother is in her 60s, short and fat, with a rosy complexion, and she looks like a rich old lady from the back.

She has a pair of triangular eyes, looking a little fierce.

This old lady is called Mrs. Zhang, and she is a well-known wicked woman in this area.

Mrs. Zhang's son is 42 years old. He is ordinary-looking, slightly fat and unmarried.

He followed his mother's surname, called Zhang Yuancheng.

Zhang Yuancheng looks a bit like his mother, with the same pair of triangular eyes that look a little fierce.

"Boom boom boom!"

The child upstairs was only three years old, and suddenly started running.

Zhang Yuancheng came to the window in two or three steps, and then yelled upstairs, "Is there any public morality? The dust on the floor fell and killed me. Who of you is responsible?"

The upstairs neighbor hurriedly hugged the child, not daring to answer.

Zhang Yuancheng pouted, then sat back.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at her son appreciatively, and then asked, "Have you found out clearly? Is there a TV station in that place?"

"I have inquired about it, it is just filming a TV series."

What Zhang Yuancheng was talking about was the filming set of "Signal".

He picked up a few shredded pickled radishes and put them into a bowl, "That TV drama company is rich, I passed by there a few times, and some dirty porters were eating, and there were big chicken legs in the bowl."

Granny Zhang glanced at the pickled radishes, tofu, and a plate of pickled fish on the table, and licked her lips, "It's good if you have money. Rich people are generous."

Zhang Yuancheng nodded, and then picked up shredded radish, "You eat fish, but I don't like it. I can just eat radish."

He paused for a moment, and then said: "I also saw reporters taking pictures outside. They must not dare to turn against us. Rich people want face."

The mother and son turned their attention to the crew of "Signal".

Zhang Yuancheng was fired from the company two months ago because of fighting. When he was looking for a job, the security guards and cleaners looked down on him, but he couldn't do other jobs, so he just dragged on.

He naturally knew that procrastination like this was not an option.

I was reading a magazine a few days ago, and suddenly saw a news about a Hong Kong Island movie.

It is said that those who make movies on Hong Kong Island have to pay homage to the pier, not only to give money to those gangs, but also to nearby residents to prevent residents from coming to make trouble.

Zhang Yuancheng was blessed to his heart at the moment, a wave of spiritual energy was born from his brain, and instantly flooded his whole body, making him extremely excited.

He finally thought of a good way to make a fortune.

Then he thought of the crew of "Signal", which was filming not far from their home.

People on Hong Kong Island have to give money to make movies, so naturally you also have to give money to make TV dramas.

So he began to observe the crew of "Signal", and he found that the crew had money and reporters.

He understands that these rich people want to save face, and they like to use money to solve problems.

He is more confident.

Mrs. Zhang is also very happy. As long as her son is willing to use his brain, he is quite smart.

After a while, the mother and son had dinner, and Mrs. Zhang washed the dishes, washed her face, and changed into clean clothes.

Zhang Yuancheng didn't change his clothes, he combed his hair to make himself look younger, and then helped his mother out.

After going downstairs, Zhang Yuancheng pointed to the direction of the studio, "Mom, it's just ahead, less than 100 meters away."

At this time, two men hurried over.

"Let's go, the show is about to start."

"Understood, let's go."

These two people are group performers, and they used to act in plays.

Zhang Yuancheng narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and then nodded with confidence, "Mom, these TV drama shooters must be rushing to play, they dare not delay, we went to make a fuss, and they must deal with it in order to catch up with the schedule."

He planned to ask for 2000 yuan as a favor on the grounds that the filming crew disturbed Mrs. Zhang's rest.

Granny Zhang nodded, "Hurry up, you are right, the weather is fine today, and I just go out to make money."

Zhang Yuancheng and Zhang Yuancheng quickened their pace. Granny Zhang went to the countryside when she was young. Although she was fat and in excellent health, it was Zhang Yuancheng who didn't exercise much at ordinary times. When he walked, he gasped for breath.

Not long after, they came to the outside of the "Signal" crew, but the two of them did not rush in immediately, but stopped in their tracks.

At this time, there were two police cars parked outside the studio, and a tall and straight police officer stood outside one of them.

It was sunny today, and the policeman seemed to be able to reflect light, which hurt the eyes of Zhang's mother and son.

Zhang Yuancheng was a little emotional, but he didn't react for a long time.

When someone passed by, he came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition in his heart, "Mom, wait a moment, I'll go find out what's going on."

Asking Mrs. Zhang to stand against the wall, he then took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower from his pocket, and was a bit reluctant to smoke a cigarette, "Brother, do you smoke?"

Five minutes later, Zhang Yuancheng found out what was going on. He glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground, resisted not picking them up, and then returned to Mrs. Zhang.

"Mom, it's not easy."

"What's the matter?"

"The film crew helped the police catch a wanted criminal a few days ago. This time they went to commend them and gave them certificates of award, and reporters from Shanghai Satellite TV followed suit."

Mrs. Zhang looked at her son, and met Zhang Yuancheng's worried and fearful eyes.

She lost her mind for a while, "What should I do then?"

"Mom, go back, they may not be afraid of us in this situation."

After finally meeting a film crew at the door of the house, they were able to catch wanted criminals and receive commendations, which is not an ordinary film crew at all.

Zhang Yuancheng felt that he was very unlucky, and he missed the matter of picking up money like this.

Mrs. Zhang felt sorry for her son, "Do you want me to try it? What can they do to me?"

Mrs. Zhang is old, and she is indeed fearless.

At this moment, three small cars stopped quickly, and a group of people got off. Two or three people were carrying cameras, and some people had a reporter's badge on their chests.

Zhang Yuancheng saw a somewhat familiar face. Wasn't that person with a naughty smile Xiao Sa, the host of "Today's Statement"?

He was shocked, knowing that the wanted criminal caught by the crew was not simple, and he might have made great contributions.

If he really made a fuss, he might be ashamed in front of the national audience.

"Mom, forget it, don't go."

"Then what if you don't have a job?"

"Isn't that carton factory hiring security guards? I'm going to be a security guard. Security guards are easy. I'm quite suitable."

Zhang Yuancheng helped his mother and returned home along the same route, then tidied up and went downstairs to find a job.

Passing by the "Signal" crew, he found that the police car had already left, and the thought that had been extinguished before could not help but arise again.

At this moment, he noticed a person on the opposite side looking at him coldly. He knew this person. He had fought before and saw him in the game.

Hey, there are plainclothes protection.

Are you so cautious?

Zhang Yuancheng left in a hurry, vowing secretly that he would walk faster when passing by the set in the future.

(End of this chapter)