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

Chu He put down the iron pot and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment."

Wang Dong shook his head: "I'm not exaggerating, it's the truth. If I didn't know you were here to learn skills and had never had any contact with Chinese food, I would have thought you were here to mess things up."

Wang Dong likes chatting with Chu He very much, because Chu He is knowledgeable and experienced, and he is not exaggerating when he says he knows everything. He has his own unique ideas and insights on everything. Moreover, he is close to his age, has a wealthy family, and is a generous person. Therefore, Wang Dong comes to chat with Chu He whenever he has time.

Wang Dong wanted to say something, but Chu He's phone, which was placed beside him, rang. He had to interrupt the conversation and left with the excuse of going to the kitchen.

When the call was connected, Jin Cheng's excited voice came: "Lao Zhuo, it's done. We just signed with Mr. Ma and are about to go back. We will arrive this afternoon."

Chu He turned on his cell phone and picked up the iron pot to shake the sand. He said, "You did a great job. I'll give you a celebration banquet when you come back!"

Jin Cheng listened to the rustling sounds coming from the other end of the phone, not understanding what was going on, but when he came to his senses he said excitedly: "No problem, call everyone and let's have fun together, and I, Young Master Jin, will pay for all the expenses."

After simply praising the happy Comrade Xiao Jin, Chu He hung up the phone. The revolution has not yet succeeded and comrades still need to work hard. They are still far from their mission goals.

After lunch, Chu He did not go to the airport. Tang Jing and Judy had already asked for more than a week's leave. If they did not go back, Bianchi would be dissatisfied. As for the other three men, let them figure out how to come back. What level should I go to pick them up...

After returning to the company, Guo Xinnian and Luca took Yang Yangyang to go out for a drink to celebrate. When they asked about Jincheng, Luca said that Jincheng was picked up as soon as he got off the plane and left a message saying that they would meet again at the dinner in the evening.

But Jin Cheng didn't show up until the party was over. Chu He, who had drunk a few glasses of wine, got into Wendy's Mini. Just as it started, Wendy said, "Zhuang Xiaodie sent me a text message saying she wanted to go shopping with me. She said her underwear was broken and she wanted to get a new one."

Chu He closed his eyes to rest, and asked calmly: "Does she usually contact you privately?"

"No, not even once."

"Okay, I got it." Chu He replied, then turned around and said, "Turn on the radio and listen to some music."

Wendy turned on the radio as instructed.

Kites are flying in the sky, people are chasing them on the ground

If you're worried that you can't fly, you have my butterfly

Kites are flying in the sky, people are chasing them on the ground

If I'm worried that I can't fly, I have your grassland

The beautiful music fills every inch of the car like intoxicating oxygen.

Chu He couldn't help but hum along.

Wendy also sang along quietly. She was enjoying the happiness of the moment very much. The small car seemed to be her whole world.

The beautiful atmosphere created by the music was interrupted by the sound of a text message alert. Chu He picked up his phone and found that it was a message from Jin Cheng, asking him to pick him up at a place because he was drunk.

He raised his eyebrows and called back but the phone was turned off. A playful smile appeared on Chu He's lips.

He put down his phone and said to Wendy, "Go back to your house first, then give me the car, I'm going somewhere."

Wendy responded softly.

The address Jincheng gave was in a mountain manor. From the outside, it looked brightly lit inside, but not much sound could be heard.

Driving into the unattended gate, Chu He smiled even more. He found an open space and parked the car.

Looking at the 4-story Western-style building in front of him, Chu He lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, looking at everything in front of him with slightly narrowed eyes. When the cigarette butt fell to the ground, Chu He had disappeared into the darkness.

In a room in the small building, the air conditioner was turned on at full blast, even a little cold. Jin Cheng looked at the two people in front of him with a complicated expression.

Jin Zhenbang crossed his fingers in front of his chest, his eyelids drooped and his face looked gloomy. If it weren't for his slightly twitching eyelids and fingers that seemed to be tapping a rhythm, he would have looked like he was asleep.

Old Dong, with his arms wrapped in bandages, stood behind Jin Zhenbang, waiting for something.

After a while, Lao Dong's ears moved slightly, and after a moment he said: "The people below sent news that he came alone."

Jin Zhenbang just waved his hand, and the boss nodded and left.

Jincheng in the room wanted to stand up and say something, but was overwhelmed by his father's aura. Jincheng clutched his trouser legs tightly with both hands, and his eyes gradually turned red.

From his experiences since childhood, he certainly knew why his father suddenly called him over today and made such a scene. Jin Cheng was unwilling to give in and wanted to resist, but out of fear of his father, he couldn't muster up the courage.

Watching Old Dong leave, Jin Cheng felt desolate inside. Although he didn't have many feelings for Chu He, everything Chu He did so far made him very satisfied. He even felt a sense of pleasure he had never experienced before, a pleasure that could not be obtained by playing with any number of women.

This time, Old Dong invited more than a dozen good fighters from Hong Kong at a high price. All of them are very strong. There are boxing champions from underground boxing rings, desperados who have killed people, retired special forces soldiers from the army, and masters of various martial arts. Each of them is as strong as him. He believes that he can definitely keep Chu He this time.

What a pity! Mr. Dong thought so.

Immediately, an order to kill was issued, and a room full of vicious and ferocious men filed out. The generous reward they were paid required them to kill without mercy.

Old Dong stood alone in the hallway, staring at the door with sharp eyes. As long as Chu He dared to step in, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Everyone hid in the dark, waiting for their prey to appear.

A breeze blew by, and Old Dong felt that the wind at this time was very annoying. It took away all the abundant cool air in the house. The hot and humid air made him frown.

No! Wind! How can there be wind?

Old Dong looked up in surprise and looked around, and found that a small window above the foyer had been pushed open from the outside at some point.

In fear, Lao Dong shouted, "Be careful, he's coming in!"

The people who were hiding looked stern and became extra cautious.

At this time, the sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard. Looking at the source of the sound, I saw the black market boxing champion lying face down on the ground. Looking up, Chu He was standing at the railing on the second floor with interest, looking down at Lao Dong, and said with a smile: "You guys really have a short memory. Have you forgotten how you got hurt? You called so many people here today. Guess what I found, two knives, a pair of brass knuckles, poisonous silver needles, and a pistol. It seems that today is a game of life and death."

Chu He's face was full of smiles, but his words were extremely cold. Old Dong ignored Chu He's ridicule and quickly asked on the intercom. The answer he received made him feel depressed. There were more than ten people originally, but now only seven of them could respond to him.

Chu He's voice sounded again: "The rest of you, you are fine not because you hid well, but because your martial arts skills are hard-earned, and you don't have too much evil spirit. I will give you 5 seconds to choose. Either walk out by yourself, or stay here."

Chu He just stood there, majestic and domineering like an emperor.

"5, 4, 3..." A voice seemed to come from the abyss.

Just after counting to 3, a group of people hiding in the darkness came out with grim faces. After slightly bowing to Chu He upstairs, they walked around Old Dong who was standing in the middle of the hallway and left silently.

When he counted to 1, Chu He smiled and said, "The one behind me, are you sure you want to do it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife came out, and a cold light came into view. The knife was extremely sharp and fell at a very fast speed, blocking all the space for Chu He to move.

This knife...is a sure kill!!!

when!

The sound of metal hitting each other was heard.

The man who drew the knife's pupils instantly dilated, and he looked at the blade in disbelief. He had clearly observed that Chu He had no possessions, and when he spoke with his hands down just now, his hands were empty.

Chu He didn't say anything more. He kicked out with all his strength and the swordsman flew out in an instant. When he landed on the ground, he was already dead without even a twitch.

Chu He spat and said, "Idiot, I told you I just seized a pair of brass knuckles." After saying that, he showed the copper-colored brass knuckles on his fingers. It turns out that this thing is really useful and can be used for both carrying and fighting.

Chu He paced down the stairs slowly, gradually approaching Old Dong. He was well-dressed and leisurely, as if he was the owner of the house. Holding the polished solid wood stair handrail, Chu He approached step by step. When he was 2 meters in front of Old Dong, Old Dong's face was already covered with sweat. His pale round face, matched with the neat Zhongshan suit, looked extremely funny.

Chu He stood still and looked at the boss with disdain: "What a pity, I said I would not let you go if it happens again. If you want to blame someone, blame your boss."

After saying that, he swung his finger like a knife and chopped towards Lao Dong's neck. The rapid swing of his arm caused a sound of breaking wind.

Lao Dong had closed his eyes and prepared to face his own end, but when he was already waiting to die, he discovered that the finger knife did not arrive.

Another sound of breaking wind passed behind him and shot towards Chu He.

Chu He had just raised his hand and was halfway through waving it when he suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up. The sudden sense of crisis made him react subconsciously. He tilted his head slightly, and then a gust of wind flew past his ears and landed on the wall behind him.

It's a bullet!

Chu He's eyes flashed, and he quickly rolled over to look for cover. Behind him, there was the sound of another bullet hitting someone, one bullet every 4 seconds. It was a sniper!

The pillars, stairs and sofa were no match for him. Chu He ran towards the window and desperately threw himself out of it. Another bullet landed where he had just landed.

The sniper missed three shots and quickly threw away his gun, turned around and ran into the night. The target had already entered the darkness and his chance was lost. The most important thing was to escape. Just now, he saw with his own eyes through the sniper scope how the target killed people so quickly and efficiently.

If his employer's life had not been threatened, he would not have fired the gun, because the order he received was to act as a last resort and not to shoot unless it was absolutely necessary.