Director Zhang stood still, unable to say a word for a long time.
He turned his grief-stricken gaze on the security chief. The latter straightened his hat as if he didn't see it and whistled away.
Joke.
A dozen tattooed men, and all of them carrying long pockets filled with either clubs or watermelon knives.
You want me to stop these guys?
It's just over $3,000 a month, what am I playing for?
Director Zhang's mind was in a mess and he was annoyed.
Even if only one of the guests was frightened, "Typical Chinese Restaurant" would definitely not be filmed. His career was also finished.
However, Director Zhang scanned the week and found that no one was scared.
Quite the contrary, the guests were all excited and looked curious. Only Liu Jinsheng had a puzzled gaze, constantly sizing up the tattooed man, seemingly feeling that something was not quite right.
With a slight combination in his mind, Director Zhang immediately reacted.
They were afraid that they thought this was an arrangement by the programme team.
For the time being, nothing would go wrong, and Director Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. And at this time, Li Si had already asked the tattooed men to work in groups of two to carry the boxes down the steps.
"Move quickly, don't mess it up." Li Si smiled.
Brushing it off, the tattooed men moved faster, as if they were being chased by something behind them.
With free labour, the female singer Zhang Zi's face turned better with the naked eye.
She pulled out a small, elegantly shaped fan and fanned herself while daintily instructing:
"This box of mine is full of cosmetics, so be careful when you lift it. If you break one, it will cost you a month's salary."
She was talking about a small azure-coloured wooden box, which was very expensive at a glance.
Several people looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly scattered in unison, no one looked at the small wooden box.
Zhang Zi was confused as she raised her tone, "Is no one moving my small wooden box? Hey, you, that's you. You come and move this."
The stout young man who was called out had dark skin and a very sincere face, "I'm not moving it."
Zhang Zi was stunned by the unexpected answer, "Not moving? Why, you are not ..."
"Because if it breaks, it tops my monthly salary." The strong boy explained to her seriously, then walked away without looking back.
Zhang Zi was frozen in place.
It sounded like it made sense?
It took her several seconds to react, "No!"
There were already a few stars snickering in the back. Hearing the laughter, Zhang Zi became even more irritated:
" Hey! Those who are carrying things, come over here! I have the most luggage, you guys should have come over to see me first."
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the others looked sideways.
Zhang Zi also realised that she had said something wrong and hurriedly apologised to the other stars.
Everyone smiled and said it was fine. But what they thought in their hearts, well, only they knew.
The assistant director, who had been recording at the side, was very excited.
What Zhang Zi had just said, he had recorded it word for word.
This was a rare and fierce material, and it would take up at least three hot searches on the internet.
He had thought of the title.
Shocked! Starlet Curses Poor Workers on Variety Show".
What's going on with Inner Entertainment? Zhang Zi playing the big game live
"Zhang Zi: My luggage is more important than all of you!
Shuhua took a step back and calmly observed these porters who suddenly appeared.
She only brought two plain white suitcases. The suitcases were so light that she could easily carry one in one hand down the stairs.
When those people bent down, she looked at their tattoos up close and found that they were not tattoo stickers. This discovery made Shuhua frown slightly.
She carefully surveyed the long parcels behind her again. At that moment, there happened to be a person whose parcel opening was not sealed tightly, and the contents were exposed.
Shu Hua took a look and found that it was an iron baseball bat.
Even if she had a cool personality, she couldn't help but be shocked at this point.
What kind of person would have both tattoos and carry a baseball bat around?
Countless clues came together, allowing Shu Hua to come to a conclusion. But she would rather this conclusion not be true.
Immediately looking at Director Zhang, she found the latter silently watching the scene.
Director Zhang's face was calm, as if everything was under control.
Seeing how calm Director Zhang was, Shu Hua lowered her heart.
She must have guessed wrong.
Thinking about it, if these people were really triads, could Li Si, whom they called "Big Brother", be a gangster?
"We messed up..."
"Damn it! What bad luck!"
Someone whispered not far away. Shuhua followed the sound and found two tattooed men with their backs to her, panicking.
She took a second look, but it turned out that a piece of luggage was too heavy, and perhaps one of them didn't hold on to it, causing the suitcase to fall out of her hands. The whole piece of luggage fell to the ground and broke a large mouth.
Shattered glass and amber-coloured wine could still be seen around the case.
Whatever wine was contained inside, it was definitely no longer drinkable.
The broken suitcase seemed to belong to Liu Jinsheng.
The film emperor wouldn't care about this small amount of money. It was impossible for the tattooed men to not know such a simple truth, but their faces were pale and even their fingers were trembling.
The one with slightly less guts seems to be on the verge of crying.
As for that? Shuhua frowned, feeling that these two were overreacting a bit.
They desperately lowered their voices as if they were discussing something. Shu Hua cautiously moved closer, trying to eavesdrop on what they were saying.
"We're finished, Li will kill us." A man's eyes showed fear.
"It's not that serious, it's just a suitcase. Can't we just pay for it? He's not going to kill us over this."
The other man cheered him on, but the more he spoke, the fainter his voice became, as if he didn't quite believe it himself.
The first man crumpled into a crouch:
"We both saw it that day! He gutted a man! It was like killing a pig! The intestines and everything were ripped out and clutched in his hands. The scariest thing is that no cops came after him."
"Do you think this kind of person will spare us! You tell me!"
The two tattooed men hugged and cried.
The eavesdropping Shuhua, on the other hand, was incomparably messy. She found that she could understand every word these two men said, but together she couldn't understand it.
What does it mean to "open up the belly"?
What do you mean by "no police officers are looking for him"?
Shuhua forced herself to calm down and think about whether this was some kind of code language. But she soon realised in despair that these words seemed to be literally true.
The two tattooed men walked away, one supporting the other, both with very death-defying expressions.
One of them is still rambling, saying that his own private money hidden under the bed of which which which. It was as if he was giving his last words.
They left for a long time, and Shuhua was still standing in the same place. Until Liu Jinsheng happened to pass by, and at a glance, he saw the broken box and immediately let out a scream.
"Who broke my whisky!"
He squatted on the ground and ripped the case open, finding that there were no more intact bottles of liquor inside.
"Who did this?" He whipped his head around to ask Shu Hua, but found the girl's soul unsettled.
Shuhua shook her head, "Not important."
Leaving behind a confused Liu Jinsheng, she walked down the steps.
Suddenly wanting to go home so badly.