6 Wow, everyone was enthusiastically giving Zhou Junye thumbs up.
Wang Che and Jing Hao even expanded on the topic.
Jing Hao asked Wang Che, "If the crematorium offered you 100,000 yuan to carry corpses only at night, would you do it?"
"100,000?" Wang Che's eyes widened, "That's too much, bro. I'd be fine with 10,000 a night. Taking too much would leave me uneasy."
At this moment, the assistant director passed in front of the camera and reminded Wang Che.
"Young man, don't take this too lightly. Do this job for half a year, and you won't be able to scrub off the smell even with steel wool."
"Half a year?" Wang Che thought seriously for two seconds, "Would it be better if I did it for the second half of the year?"
Wenyan was drinking water when she saw Wang Che ask the question with his clear but foolish eyes, and she couldn't help but spit out all her water.
Everyone else was also laughing hard.
Wang Che still didn't get it: "What are you all laughing at?"
