After squatting in front of the monitor for a few days, Xiang Meng felt a little like being a director, and even added some of his own designs when inspiration came to him.

As the plot progresses, Cen Shang becomes more and more comfortable in the camera. Xiang Meng is surprised that Cen Shang can advance further, and at the same time, he also feels the ultimate sense of satisfaction.

Rather than acting opposite Cen Shang, she seems to prefer to be a director and appreciate Cen Shang's interpretation of a different life.

It's pleasing to the eye, shocking, and gives you an indescribable sense of pride...

Not long after, Qin Lian came to visit the crew. She looked at the picture on the monitor and slowly came up with a very jarring visual experience.

She felt that Xiang Meng's words on camera were all, "Look, this is my husband, he is great at acting, he is so handsome!"

Although Cen Shang is very powerful and handsome, the role he plays does not require such attributes. Blindly exaggerating these characteristics will only make the audience laugh!

Qin Lian was afraid that he would not be able to explain it to Xiang Meng, so he mentioned it to Cen Shang.

Cen Shang watched the playback carefully, and then said carefully: "It doesn't matter, she can shoot whatever she likes, and don't bother her."

Qin Lian was speechless: "You can guess what the result will be if this continues."

Cen Shang gave a faint hum, but didn't take it to heart.

"I know you are not short of money, but a project is a project for all the cast and crew members involved in it. It is not something you just have fun with and then finish. If the project fails, everyone's hard work will be damaged."

"I want her to be happy, and I will take care of the rest." Cen Shang's voice was very soft, but his promise was very strong.

Qin Lian realized, even a little unbelievable: "So, if the movie is not a hit, in order to make Xiang Meng happy, you will use capital to control the movie market?"

Cen Shang acquiesced, and Qin Lian laughed angrily: "I really have you."

She hates capital manipulating the market most in her life. Not only Cen Shang, but the entire entertainment industry knows this.

Qin Lian left without even saying goodbye to Xiang Mengliu.

Fortunately, Xiang Meng's busy feet didn't touch the ground and she didn't care. When she remembered this, it was already a few days later. At this time, the filming progress had reached its first climax, and she couldn't spare any energy for Qin Lian.

While He Fei was familiar with the work of the traffic police brigade, he was conducting an in-depth investigation into the cause of his brother's death.

After several days of hard work, he found the ticket that had been shredded in the wastebasket in the archives room.

The ticket was cut into pieces of paper about one centimeter long, and He Fei pieced them together one by one behind his back.

According to the date, this was the last ticket issued by He Shi before his death. So, is his death closely related to the owner of the blue Ferrari?

He Fei didn't dare to stay for a long time. After taking the ticket, he restored the wastebasket to its original state and left.

After a day's work, He Fei returned to his brother's house without much hesitation.

This was his first time here since his visit that night.

Zhang Qu has already cooked the meal and is sitting at the dining table waiting.

The door opened and closed silently. Zhang Gan only glanced at it before reaching out and pulling out the dining chair next to him.

He Fei lowered his eyes, walked over with a heavy step and sat down.

He thought about explaining, but couldn't.

After finishing dinner in silence, Zhang Qu cleaned up the dishes, took out a quilt from the bedroom, and threw it into the second bedroom.

She woke up from her dream, and understood that He would never come back, and she also knew what He had to do, but she couldn't stop it, and she didn't want to stop it, so how could she possibly stop it?

She wished she could do it herself!

Zhang Qu held the place where her husband's alarm was pressed against his chest and cried silently, while He Fei, who was in the second bedroom, could not sleep alone at night, so he got up and went to the study.

It is said that people will have premonitions before death. He wanted to see if his brother had any premonitions and what efforts he had made to do so.

The space in the study room was very small, and could only accommodate an integrated bookshelf table. He Fei stroked the few books on the bookshelf and pulled out a criminal code with a red cover.

That was the book I left at my brother's house.

He Fei recalled some of the past events and subconsciously began to turn the pages of the book. When he turned to the third page, a piece of paper printed with dark plum blossom patterns floated out, carrying a faint fragrance.

He Fei's eyes were deep and he stared at the note on the floor for a long time, unable to regain his consciousness.

It says.

Zhang Gan, let’s elope.
Chapter completed!