Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

The "typing" indicator at the top of the WeChat chat interface keeps flashing.

Zhao Gang: [Brother Li, I know you opened a web series studio, and you must be short-staffed right now, right? Could you please help me out?]

Zhao Gang: [We actually had a pretty good relationship back in school, didn't we?]

Zhao Gang: [I remember when we were handing out summer homework, everyone crowded around the podium, standing on tiptoe and sticking their butts out to grab it.]

Zhao Gang: [Sitting at the very back, we definitely wouldn't get a ticket right away. So, without prior arrangement, we both started looking at the girls' butts sticking out in the row in front of us.]

Zhao Gang: [What does this show?]

Zhao Gang: [We have great chemistry!]

Zhao Gang: [My brother and I are a perfect match! We're confident we can make our business bigger and stronger!]

After seeing the words on the screen, Jiang Ruyue immediately pulled her head back from Bai Li's shoulder.

Her little face scrunched up, and she fanned herself in front of her nose.

"I never knew you were such a sleazy person before."

Seeing the little girl's avoidance of a plague god, Bai Li quickly explained:

"That's not how it is, this idiot is talking nonsense."

Li Mengmeng sat on the other side, her two legs, clad in white stockings, no longer swaying.

"Oh~" she drawled, rolled her eyes wide, and began to speak:

"Okay, I believe you."

"Brother Bai Li, please continue. I want to hear the details of how you two looked at that girl's butt."

Bai Li felt an inexplicable fire shooting straight to the top of his head.

The roots of my ears were burning.

Direct red temperature!

"That idiot is slandering me!" Bai Li pointed at the phone screen, her voice booming, "Who the hell is in sync with him?!"

"Back then, he was the only one staring intently at his desk, completely absorbed in the text! I was sleeping, okay?!"

"What kind of match made in heaven is this?! They're putting this ridiculous label on me!"

Bai Li was furious.

His glorious and majestic image as a male god was tarnished by this biochemical cancer in just a few words.

Jiang Ruyue snorted coldly.

"An explanation is just a cover-up." The little girl crossed her arms.

Bai Li laughed in anger.

Zhao Gang, you penniless bastard who contracted a disease and was fined into bankruptcy by the police, why are you coming to disgust me in the middle of the night?

They went bankrupt but still act like a pushover to get benefits, and incidentally, they splashed dirty water all over me.

You want me to help you, right?

You want to join my studio, right?

Row.

Bai Li sat up straight.

Since you want to appear on camera, I'll arrange it for you.

Bai Li tapped the keyboard with his fingers and typed rapidly.

The main tactic is to lure victims into a trap through a combination of coaxing and deception.

Bai Li: [Okay. I already have a script. I just haven't found the right person yet.]

Bai Li: [It's an action movie.]

Bai Li: [The title is "The Great Traitor Zhao Gang".]

After sending the message, Bai Li tossed her phone back onto the coffee table, picked up her water glass, and slowly took a sip.

Ping County.

It was a cheap rental room without even underfloor heating, where even rats wouldn't stay.

Zhao Gang, wearing a cotton-padded coat, sat on the edge of the stained bed.

Its two legs were spread wide apart.

A piercing, itchy sensation came from my groin.

He couldn't resist any longer and reached into his pants, scratching hard.

After a few moments.

Zhao Gang pulled his hand out and smelled it under his nose.

"vomit--"

A stench assaulted his senses, and he gagged twice, tears streaming down his face.

"Although it smells awful, I really can't control this subconscious action."

Zhao Gang muttered curses under his breath and quickly grabbed a tissue to dry his hands.

He sold his house, spent all his savings, and his illness didn't improve; in fact, it got worse.

The compensation from the Triumph Hotel was putting him under immense pressure.

He can't even afford a pack of cigarettes that costs ten yuan right now.

"Ding-dong."

His old, used phone lit up.

Zhao Gang rushed over and picked up the phone to take a look.

"Hehe! The God of Wealth replied!"

Zhao Gang stared intently at the screen with his bloodshot eyes, his mouth stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

"Bai Li, Bai Li, you really are still the same kind-hearted person who's easy to bully back then."

As Zhao Gang smiled, he was secretly making plans in his mind.

"If you dare let me into your studio, I'll find a way to run away with your money."

"Why do you have sports cars and villas, while I have to wait to die in this doghouse?"

"If I'm not having a good time, none of you will be either!"

His gaze fell on the last line of the chat history.

His brows furrowed into a knot.

Zhao Gang, the notorious traitor?

This name just doesn't look right.

Isn't this blatant insult?!

Zhao Gang gritted his teeth.

On second thought.

As Bai Li mentioned above, this was a script that "already existed".

It's probably just a coincidence of names; they can't exactly write a script specifically for themselves.

What's more, it's an action movie!

Male lead!

This is a chance to make a fortune!

So what if I play a traitor and get criticized? Getting paid is what really matters.

Zhao Gang typed without hesitation.

【it is good! 】

I'm willing to do anything to make money!

Don't worry, Brother Li, I'm a very hardworking person, I'll definitely bring this character to life for you!

The living room of the villa.

Bai Li looked at the few words Zhao Gang sent and exclaimed, "Wow!"

This idiot will do anything for money.

Li Mengmeng, who was sitting next to her, leaned over and saw the chat content.

"Bai Li, you're really letting him come to our studio?"

Li Mengmeng pouted:

"That guy has a lot of illnesses. What if he infects the rest of our crew?"

"rest assured."

Bai Li snorted coldly.

"How could I let this kind of garbage pollute our land?"

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he continued to set traps for Zhao Gang.

Bai Li: [Then you should go and recruit a few more actors. Supporting roles and extras are fine. This show needs manpower.]

The message was sent successfully.

Upon seeing this sentence, Zhao Gang, who was in the rented room, jumped right out of bed.

Because of the excessive movement, he aggravated the affected area, causing him to grimace in pain, but he didn't care at all.

ecstasy!

What is this called? This is delegation!

"Hahaha!" Zhao Gang laughed wildly, holding his phone.

"Bai Li is truly the biggest idiot in the world!"

Recruiting actors yourself is a very lucrative business.

Not only could he inflate his salary and take kickbacks, but he could also bring all his old cronies from his days in the underworld into the film crew.

At that time, the group of people will collude together in the film crew.

Stealing equipment and falsifying accounts.

They could even conspire to sideline Bai Li.

Zhao Gang became more and more excited as he thought about it, feeling that his life was about to return to its peak.

He quickly typed a message to express his loyalty, fearing that Bai Li might change his mind.

Zhao Gang: [Okay! Brother Li, you're generous; you trust your brother like this.]

Zhao Gang: [I guarantee the people I find will be both cheap and effective.]

After calming down a bit,

Zhao Gang felt that they still needed to clarify the casting requirements for the film, lest they end up casting the wrong people and be criticized by Bai Li.

Zhao Gang: [Brother Li, there are no requirements regarding appearance, right?]

Zhao Gang: [What's the script's definition of the supporting role? Do they need someone handsome, or someone with a thug-like appearance?]

After sending this message, Zhao Gang rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining as he waited for Bai Li's instructions.

Yunding Tiangong Villa No. 2.

Bai Li leaned back on the leather sofa.

The screen's glow reflected in his peach blossom eyes.

Seeing his malicious smile, Jiang Ruyue leaned closer and whispered:

"What kind of action movie do you want him to film?"

Bai Li didn't reply, but directly typed the last line in the chat box.

That's a pure physics-based action movie.

send.

Bai Li: [Now that Zhao Gang is here, you just need to find a few big men yourself.]