Film and TV: What does it have to do with me if the script is bad?

"Lao Zhuo, did I really do something wrong?" Tang Jing's cheeks were flushed, but her tone and intonation did not change at all, still so cold, as if she was reading a business plan.

Chu He ignored her. What Tang Jing needed at this moment was empathy, not preaching. That was why Chu He was unwilling to empathize with her. It was useless to say more to such an ignorant person.

Tang Jing looked at Chu He who was still busy, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to drink the wine in the glass. It was not until there was no one left in the sauce shop except the two of them that Tang Jing's tears fell.

"Lao Zhuo, you told Zijun to accept her fate and not to live her life with obsession. I just want to pursue what I want. Am I wrong?"

"The mistakes you are talking about now are the mistakes you think others have made on you, not your own mistakes."

"Are you saying I'm unaware?"

"Tang Jing, any two people in the world have a rubber band tied around their waists. When they get close, pressure will be generated, and this pressure will hold them back. If you like someone, you should give him some distance to run towards him, instead of holding him back and putting yourself at a distance without pressure or danger.

When the force of the rubber band is strong enough, the person will be dragged back no matter how hard he tries. Maybe he has given up on himself, or maybe he can no longer resist this force.

Running towards each other and sharing the pressure is the true meaning of marriage. One-sided demands will not last long.

You always think that you are not ready, and that there are still many things you want but have not obtained. However, you must know that human desires are endless and will never be satisfied. You cannot always ask others to understand you and accommodate you.

If you think this behavior is right, then you either don't love this person or you are too selfish." Chu He looked at Tang Jing scrutinizingly and said fiercely.

Tang Jing was almost sober, but she didn't agree: "You don't understand women. Women are the most insecure creatures in the world. What I pursue is peace of mind. Instead of counting on others' understanding, it is better to fight for my own future."

Chu He sneered: "Isn't it selfish after all? You are always thinking about yourself. What about He Han, who has been with you for ten years, do you know him? Do you know what he thinks? What does he want? What does he desire?"

Tang Jing shook her head: "Lao Zhuo, He Han has already succeeded. He even let go of his partners. What about me? What do I have?"

"What do you have? You have He Han! Hasn't he done enough for you? He kept his virginity for you, gave up his career for you, and built a love nest for you. What else do you want?

money?

After you two get married, won’t his money be yours?

status?

He has already taken it out from Bian, which is equivalent to handing over the high-ranking position to you.

What else? Ability?

Who taught you how to get to where you are today? You, Tang Jing, must not forget your roots." Chu He was annoyed by Tang Jing.

These women who claim to be new-age women, when they succeed, portray themselves as self-reliant, and when they fail, they position themselves as victims. Ultimately, they are still selfish, and Tang Jing is really not as good as Luo Zijun in this respect.

Tang Jing had never been said this to anyone since she was a child, and she was unable to react for a moment.

After staring at Chu He for a long time, he staggered to his feet and walked out of the store with messy steps. When he reached the door, Chu He's voice came from behind: "Tang Jing, what I said to Luo Zijun was that people can't have too many obsessions, otherwise they will lose the value of living. Think about your current attitude towards your career, isn't it an obsession?"

Tang Jing walked out without looking back. The sliding door creaked as she pulled it. Chu He curled his lips. Even a stupid woman like Luo Zijun understands this truth, so how can you, a business elite, not understand it?

Ah!

Chu He cleaned up, turned off the electricity, turned off the gas, and closed the windows and doors.

"Ride my beloved little motorcycle, it will never get stuck in traffic..." Chu He got on his three-wheeled motorcycle and headed towards his mansion.

I had just walked a short distance when I heard voices coming from a dark alley not far away. When I got closer, I heard a woman shouting, "I'm warning you, stay away from me, or I'll shout. There are patrolmen nearby."

"Who are you trying to scare? Men are not afraid of threats. We just came back from the bar street. We waited all night but didn't find anyone. It's so unlucky that we ran into a mature woman like you. You're okay, with a nice figure.

Do you dare to scream? If you scream, we will cut your face with knives. Think carefully. This is a back street, there are no surveillance cameras. You can try it. "Three young men wearing peaked caps and masks were blocking Tang Jing in front and behind, holding several knives in their hands.

Tang Jing couldn't help but tremble all over. Her drunken body suddenly sobered up, but she didn't know what to do in this dangerous situation. If those people really did something to her...

The three young men looked at the charming white-collar woman in front of them, feeling itchy in their hearts. The fat man in the lead had already reached out to grab Tang Jing's wrist, and the other two also looked at the trembling Tang Jing with amusement and laughed.

"Tang Jing, do you still think women are omnipotent?" Just when Tang Jing was in despair, a familiar voice came from the alley.

Tang Jing wanted to rush over desperately, but the fat man stopped her tightly and put his arms around her waist, preventing her from leaving his control.

Chu He sighed: "Originally, if you didn't touch her, this matter could still be discussed, but since you hugged her, this matter can't be settled peacefully. You two, I give you 5 seconds to leave, otherwise..."

After saying that, Chu Hebian walked towards this side, repeating in his mouth: "5, 4, 3, 2..."

"You're nothing but an old man, fuck him!" the fat man shouted.

The two men, who were originally frightened by Chu He's momentum, also plucked up their courage and raised the knives in their hands.

But just as they raised their hands, they saw a black shadow flash in front of them, followed by a huge force. Their wrists hurt for a moment, then became numb in an instant, followed by endless pain. The knives in their hands fell instantly, and they held their hands and wailed.

The fat man held Tang Jing and subconsciously moved backwards, waving the knife in his hand.

Chu He put his hands in his pockets and approached him gradually: "I only cut off their wrists. If they are treated in time, they will only hurt for a long time. Just apply some safflower oil. What about you? What are you going to do? One hand? Or two hands? Or two arms?"

The fat man's courage was swallowed by fear. His hands went limp and the knife fell to the ground with a clatter. He turned around and tried to run, but Chu He had said he would not let him go. He exerted force on his feet and caught up with him in just 10 steps. The fat man felt a chill in the back of his head and knew nothing after the severe pain.

Looking at the fat man lying on the ground, Chu He said calmly: "Young people are good, they fall asleep as soon as they lie down!"

Tang Jing was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. She tried two or three times but failed to stand up. She looked at Chu He with tears in her eyes, but Chu He ignored her. Although the pitiful Tang Jing looked much more beautiful from this angle, he still had work to do.

With three daggers on his feet, Chu He slowly squatted in front of the two young men who were still wailing, and shouted in a low voice: "Stop howling!"

The two young men who were still rolling around instantly sat up, like good kids, waiting to listen to Chu He's teachings.

"Listen, you bastards. Don't cause trouble here again. Otherwise, I'll cut you off every time I see you. Next time, it won't be as simple as cutting off your wrist. Do you understand?" Chu He warned. He didn't want such unsafe factors to exist near his store.

The sturdy young man nodded timidly, and the remaining pockmarked man said shamelessly: "Uncle... Uncle, you are from the Northeast too!"

"Who are you calling uncle? Don't try to get close to me. You're from the Northeast, but I've traveled all over the country. While I'm in a good mood, take that fat guy over there and go to the hospital by yourself. If someone asks you about it, you should know what to say." Chu He threatened.

"Understand! Understand! Understand! Don't worry, uncle. We are all familiar with each other." The pockmarked face said flatteringly. Although his hands were painful from time to time, it was nothing compared to the pain from the fierce-looking uncle in front of him.

Chu He stretched out his hand, and in the horrified eyes of the two men, he pinched their wrists and squeezed hard again, and the two boys instantly felt a smell in their crotches.

The pain only lasted for a moment. After howling, the two men turned their wrists and found that apart from the swelling, there was no pain at all. After thanking Chu He profusely for the beating, they hurried to drag the fat man, but the fat man was too heavy and they couldn't lift him up.

"Uncle...this..." The pockmarked man turned his head and looked at Chu He innocently.

Chu He said impatiently: "Don't you two pee a lot? Wake him up!"

Among them, the dull-witted strong man stood up and was about to unbutton his pants after hearing this, but was quickly stopped by the pockmarked man who beat and scolded him: "Do you have any brains? My sister-in-law is here, do you want to expose your penis in front of her?" Then he whispered a few more words, and each of them dragged the fat man by one arm and walked into the darkness.

Looking at Tang Jing who still couldn't stand up, Chu He said playfully, "Guess, are they going to wake him up with urine, or go to the 100-7 11 meters away to buy a bottle of water?"

Tang Jing, whose face was originally covered with tears, suddenly burst into laughter. It was unclear whether there was anger or resentment in her eyes, as she just stared at Chu He.

After a long while, Chu He said playfully, "Since you feel comfortable sitting in this Feng Shui treasure land, I will leave first."

After saying that, he stood up and pretended to leave. Tang Jing hurriedly grabbed Chu He's clothes. The words of pleading were on her lips but she couldn't say them. The shame in her eyes proved everything.

Chu He didn't want to tease her anymore, so he picked her up with one hand, and let go of her hand after she stood still. Tang Jing just took a step, her legs went weak again, and she was about to fall again. Chu He hurriedly stepped forward to hold her, and in a hurry he had to hug Tang Jing's waist tightly to prevent her from falling to the ground.