We asked you to make an anti-corruption film, but you made one in the name of the people!

Zhang Hao had experienced Lin Mo's efficiency firsthand.

The meeting ended at 9:30 a.m., and the script was sent to Zhang Hao's phone at 10:30 a.m.

It's not an outline, not a synopsis, but a complete script—character dialogues, scene descriptions, facial expressions, and actions are all included.

Zhang Hao was stunned after reading the first page. The script was so detailed that even small gestures like Zhang Hao scratching his head and looking confused were clearly marked.

He turned to look at Wu Erwo, who was leaning over to look at the script. He read aloud, "Wu Erwo shrank back and took a half step back—How did Director Lin know I shrank back when I was nervous?"

Zhang Hao ignored him and continued reading.

The story is simple—two bumbling thieves saw a post online about making quick money by brushing orders and getting cashback, but Uncle Luo exposed them on the spot.

The entire scene is less than three minutes long, but it is fast-paced and full of surprises.

"Brother Hao, this script..." Wu Erwo scratched his head.

"What's wrong?"

"It's so funny, I watched it three times and laughed every time."

Zhang Hao closed the script, took out his phone, and sent a message to Lin Mo: "Director Lin, I received the script. It's amazing."

Lin Mo replied instantly: "If you think it's okay, then start filming. The director from the publicity bureau will be here soon. All the equipment is ready, the location is downstairs, and all the props are complete. Can we finish filming this afternoon?"

Zhang Hao glanced at the time; it was 11:00 AM. He replied with a single word: "Yes."

The man who arrived was a young man named Chen Fei, a director from the propaganda bureau. He was in his early thirties, wore glasses, and looked quite refined.

Chen Fei had previously worked on promotional videos for the public security system, the serious kind, and had never made a comedy before.

When he received the script, he flipped through two pages and laughed: "Written by Director Lin?"

Zhang Hao nodded.

Chen Fei read two more pages and said, "This is much more interesting than the promotional videos I made."

The venue was an unused conference room on the first floor of the Ministry of Public Security building. No set was needed; just a table, two chairs, and a white wall—it couldn't be simpler. The props were even simpler—two old cell phones and a printed copy of a cashback reward program for online order boosting.

When Wu Erwo saw the guy, he muttered to himself, "I've actually seen this guy online before."

Uncle Luo changed into a police uniform, and just standing there, he didn't need to act at all; he was just like a veteran police officer.

He straightened his collar in front of the mirror and asked Zhang Hao, "Do I look okay like this?"

Zhang Hao nodded: "Uncle Luo, you don't need to act. Just talk to people the way you normally do."

Uncle Luo hummed in agreement and said nothing more.

Filming officially began at 1 p.m.

The first scene is a duel between Zhang Hao and Wu Erwo.

The two sat at the table discussing online order boosting. Zhang Hao exclaimed excitedly, "We've found a great job! Order boosting! No brainpower required! Just a few taps on our phones and we can make money!"

Wu Erwo shrank his neck, looking suspicious: "I've heard there are scammers involved in fake order placement."

Zhang Hao glared at him: "Who told you that? Those things online are all rumors! That guy clearly wrote it down—earn over ten thousand a month with just a few clicks!"

Wu Erwo shrank back again: "Then...then you try it first?"

Zhang Hao picked up his phone and started operating it.

Chen Fei stared at the monitor and couldn't help but laugh.

He's filmed so many serious promotional videos over the years, and this is the first time he's had such a hard time suppressing his laughter on set.

The photographer next to me was also shaking, not because of the equipment, but because he was trying not to laugh.

The entire scene was less than three minutes long, took less than two hours to film, and was completed in three takes.

After watching the playback, Chen Fei remained silent for a while before saying, "Anyone who directs this script will find it entertaining. The punchlines are all in the dialogue; the actors just need to avoid messing it up."

Zhang Hao nodded in agreement, but in his heart he was thinking—it's easy to say you won't mess up the performance.

But he didn't mess it up. It wasn't because he was a good actor, but because the character was so similar to him.

Lin Mo arrived around 4 PM.

He watched the replay of the final cut, didn't say anything, just said, "Okay, that's the feeling."

Zhang Hao wanted to ask him how the filming went, but seeing Lin Mo's calm demeanor, he swallowed his words.

Lin Mo stood there for a while, then turned and left, saying before he left, "You guys do the editing yourselves, just show it to me when you're done."

Zhang Hao stood there, stunned.

They're leaving already?

Aren't you keeping an eye on it anymore?

No more guidance?

Chen Fei patted him on the shoulder from the side: "That's just how Director Lin is. He doesn't supervise jobs that he can trust."

Zhang Hao opened his mouth, wanting to say that he had only known me for a day, so how could he trust me so much? But after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

They've already written the script, and the characters are written according to their instructions. What else is this but trust?

Editing was completed at 7 PM.

Three minutes and five seconds, the pace is tight, and the punchline is catchy.

Zhang Hao read it once, then read it again, and then sent it to Lin Mo.

Less than five minutes later, Lin Mo replied with a few words: "You can send it now."

At 8 p.m., the Douyin account of the Publicity Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, "Police and People Working Together," posted a new video.

It was released quietly, without any prior notice or publicity.

The video was posted, and there was little reaction for the first ten minutes.

Zhang Hao refreshes the page every minute, getting hundreds of likes and dozens of comments, but his activity remains lukewarm.

He was getting restless.

Wu Erwo advised from the side, "Brother Hao, don't rush, it's only been ten minutes."

Zhang Hao ignored him and continued scrolling.

After twenty minutes, the number of likes started to rise.

One thousand, three thousand, eight thousand, twenty thousand.

The comments section also started to get lively.

"Hahaha, these two thieves are hilarious! Online order scams with cashback! Earning over 10,000 yuan a month with just a few clicks—I've seen this kind of guy online a million times!"

"Is this policeman a real person? His accent is so authentic, it doesn't sound like he's acting."

"I'm from Siping, and Zhang Hao and Wu Erwo are from there! These two clowns actually got noticed by the Ministry of Public Security?"

"I laughed for ten minutes straight in a three-minute skit, highly recommended!"

Within an hour, it had garnered over 500,000 likes and over 100,000 comments.

The #Police-Civilian Comedy Short Drama# trended on Douyin.

The comments section was filled with edits and fan-made content from netizens.

Someone slowed down the scene of Zhang Hao scratching his head and captioned it, "The thoughts of a thief."

Someone took a screenshot of Wu Erwo shrinking back and captioned it: "The self-cultivation of a cowardly thief."

Zhang Hao and Wu Erwo sat on the hotel bed, each holding a mobile phone, without looking up.

Zhang Hao suddenly blurted out, "Are we famous now?"

Wu Erwo didn't look up: "It seems so."

Zhang Hao stared at the video on the screen that had surpassed 500,000 likes, remained silent for a while, and then said, "Old Wu, we can say we're finally getting government jobs."

Wu Erwo looked up, puzzled. "What government grain?"

Zhang Hao shoved his phone in front of him: "Ministry of Public Security! Issued by the Ministry of Public Security! What else is this if not government funding?"

Wu Erwo thought for a moment and nodded: "That's true."