Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Luo Yansheng couldn't help but frown his handsome eyebrows. Ever since he knew about this place and came here to dine, he had never heard of anyone causing trouble here.

The restaurant is said to have a strong backer, and the people who come and go all consider themselves different from ordinary people.

They are either famous star actors or wealthy businessmen and politicians with some status. Who would drink and make trouble like scoundrels?

The man outside was still knocking on the door, and it could be heard that he had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

"Sir, you've come to the wrong room. Please come this way." The waiter arrived in time and persuaded the man to leave.

Luo Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to cause trouble, let alone unnecessary trouble.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to call the waiter to settle the bill, someone knocked on the door of the box again.

The assistant raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

Someone outside the door answered in a deep voice: "I am Li Nian."

Who? Li Nian! Luo Yansheng was startled, stood up suddenly, and went to open the door himself.

The person standing at the door was indeed Director Li Nian. He was probably in his forties, in the prime of his life.

He had a small beard, a square face, and a resolute look in his eyes. When he saw Luo Yansheng, he smiled and said, "Hello, Teacher Ye."

Luo Yansheng's stage name is Ye Yiming. He was flattered and shook the hand that Li Nian extended, smiling and saying, "Hello, Director Li."

Li Nian's eyes swept around the box, stayed on Zhang Hui for a moment, then looked at Chu Xingman for a while before returning to Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng invited him to come into the box and sit down, and Li Nian readily agreed.

After they introduced themselves to each other and exchanged a few pleasantries, Li Nian got straight to the point: "It's like this, we just happened to meet on the road."

"I think Miss Zhang's image is very suitable for the heroine in the movie I am going to shoot, so I sincerely invite you to be the heroine."

There was a slight crack on Zhang Hui's usually calm face, and someone was trying to recruit her to be a star?

Luo Yansheng didn't expect that he came for Zhang Hui, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhang Hui smiled slightly: "Sorry, I don't consider entering the entertainment industry."

Li Nian was stunned. Isn't it common for young girls to dream of becoming stars? Why is this girl so different?

Could it be that the conditions he offered were not enough to impress her? He continued: "Ms. Zhang, as long as you agree to participate in the performance, I can pay this amount!"

He gestured, and it looked like five million. The assistant took a deep breath, how arrogant!

Zhang Hui still shook her head and refused. She had no intention of entering the circle and was not going to do it no matter how much money she was offered.

Li Nian was extremely disappointed and looked at Chu Xingman again. Chu Xingman, who had been watching a show, immediately became at a loss.

"Ms. Chu, you have excellent looks. If you join our team, I think the movie will definitely be a big hit!"

"Me?" Chu Xingman pointed at herself in surprise, "No, no, no!!! I can't act!" She waved her hands to refuse.

If she agrees to be a star, her father will beat her to death!

Life is not easy, Li Nian sighed, it seems like this trip was in vain.

Without further ado, Li Nian quickly said goodbye and left.

Zhang Hui and his team left immediately. Outside the restaurant, someone ambushed them and secretly took a few photos.

After seeing clearly where the red line between Luo Yansheng's eyebrows was pointing, the assistant followed her instructions and drove towards the southeast.

Along the way, the young assistant didn't know what route Zhang Hui was following, and he kept stopping and starting.

For example, once, the red line between Luo Yansheng's eyebrows pointed directly to a mountain. Could they drive directly up the mountain? No, they had to ask the local villagers to take a detour.

After this happened several times, the assistant got used to it and let Zhang Hui navigate.

After a day's journey, they arrived at Huyang City, Province Z.

After resting for a while in the city, the car passed through the city center and headed towards the suburbs.

The further Luo Yansheng walked, the more frightened he became. Zhang Hui should have never been here before, right? How come she was so familiar with the route?

Before he asked Zhang Hui for help, he also asked someone for her information. Her family was in Beiyang City, and she came to Jing City for school, and she had never been to other places.

He is indeed a person with special abilities, how incredible!

Zhang Hui had no idea what this man was thinking. He glanced at him to make sure that the direction had not changed.

Chu Xingman was drowsy in the car. She dreamed that she was lying on a boat, swaying, and she slept more soundly.

"Turn left!" Zhang Hui suddenly said, and the young assistant obediently turned on the left turn signal, turned the steering wheel, turned left and entered a small road.

Luo Yansheng frowned. It looked like the living conditions here were not very good. Did his mother live here?

The road was bumpy, a yellow mud road in the countryside that had never been paved with cement. It was a sunny summer day, and the road was dusty. Zhang Hui was prepared and ordered the car windows to be closed.

The car continued to bump along the way and went deeper inside. Forty minutes later, with Zhang Hui's shout of "Stop!", the car stopped at the foot of a hillside.

After waking up Chu Xingman, several people climbed to the top of the hill and looked down.

Luo Yansheng had never seen such a poor mountain village. At first glance, most of the houses were tiled houses, and only one family had a two-story building.

There are also a few that are simply thatched huts, with walls made of yellow mud mixed with straw.

The whole small village gives people a very depressing feeling, and its color is gray.

Is his mother Xia Helan really here? Luo Yansheng glanced at Zhang Hui with some suspicion.

"Let's go, we're walking." Zhang Hui led the way down the hillside.

Chu Xingman followed without hesitation, and the little assistant also followed happily. Along the way, he felt that Zhang Hui was very mysterious and his curiosity increased greatly.

Luo Yansheng pondered for a while, gritted his teeth and decided to trust her for the time being.

The group quickly attracted the attention of the villagers. Their novel and fashionable clothes, as well as the outstanding appearance of the other three people except the young assistant, were also the focus of discussion among the villagers.

However, Zhang Hui noticed that these people were almost all elderly people and some half-grown children. The young and middle-aged people in the village must have gone out to work.

She led a few people straight to the west of the village, where there was an abandoned brick kiln near the foot of the hillside.

The villagers stared with wide eyes, looking at these strangers heading straight for the brick kiln, and were extremely surprised.

It can be seen that their village was very careful when building the brick kiln, even after so many years, the brick kiln has been abandoned.

The bricks that make up the cave are still strong and durable, and are arranged neatly to form an archway for ox carts to enter and exit.

Zhang Hui signaled to him that they had arrived at the place and he would know the place after going in.

Luo Yansheng tried hard to control his weak legs and suddenly didn't dare to go in.

Looking at Zhang Hui's determined expression, he was a little scared. Is his mother really in there?

"Hey! Who are you?" Someone jogged and shouted on the muddy road in front of the left.

When they got closer, they found that the person shouting was a short old man with a big beard.

He gasped and asked, "What are you doing in our village?"

Chu Xingman smiled and said, "Grandpa, we are here to make a movie. We are just walking around to find some places where we can shoot."

The old man looked them up and down suspiciously. They did look somewhat alike, but he still tried to stop them from approaching the brick kiln.

"There's nothing to photograph in the village, let's go, go take photos somewhere else!"