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"Sir, please don't say that. We are really just a small film company. We are just trying to make a living. How about you wait a moment, or I can go in and see when the filming is finished?"

The staff looked at Zhang Tianhao's calm face and even stuttered when they spoke.

In Shanghai, no matter how domineering a person is, they have met each other, and there are even many people who would fight to the death when they meet.

Now the staff have no idea what to do when they see Zhang Tianhao not playing by the rules.

"Okay, I'll go in with you and take a look!"

"This, this..."

"If your manager or director has any opinions, let him tell me. I'll see if he's stubborn or I'm stubborn."

"All right!"

The staff was also quite helpless and could only let Zhang Tianhao in with a grim look on their faces.

When he walked in, he saw several actors performing there, and the director was recording with a camera.

Just opposite, Zhang Lu was half-leaning lazily on the woman's back, with a servant holding a plate on the side.

However, what was placed on the tray was not fruit, wine or the like, but a bloody dagger, which seemed out of place with the whole picture.

"Has that bitch been killed?"

Then I heard a sentence coming out of Zhang Lu's mouth, which seemed like a very ordinary sentence.

"Madam, he has been killed. He has just been killed and the dagger is brought to you. Please take a look!"

As he spoke, the servant bent down, put the tray lower, and came in front of Zhang Lu, as if he was giving it to Zhang Lu.

"Qingzhu, you've been with me for a few years now, and you've become more and more stable in your work. I'm very satisfied!"

"Thank you ma'am!"

When Qingzhu heard this, he immediately thanked him, then carefully handed the tray to Zhang Lu and let Zhang Lu take a look at it.

Just as she placed the tray in front of Zhang Lu, Qingzhu's right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the dagger in the tray, and stabbed Zhang Lu.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Lu seemed to be stunned and his eyes were wide open.

Faced with this sudden change, even Zhang Tianhao was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the director and then heaved a sigh of relief.

There was a look of satisfaction in the director's calm eyes. It was obviously pre-set. This was a movie plot.

"what--"

With a scream, the dagger pierced Zhang Lu's chest heavily, and even a stream of blood gushed out, directly staining his chest red.

"why why?"

Zhang Lu had a painful expression on his face, and he pointed his finger at Qingzhu with an incredible look on his face, and his voice was trembling.

"Qingzhu, why, why do you want to kill me?"

"Haha, Madam, remember my name is Qingzhu? I have wanted to kill you for a long time. Today I finally got my revenge. It was you who killed my whole family. It was you who killed my parents. If I hadn't been naughty when I was a child and had crawled under the bed, how could I have escaped that disaster?"

"I have wanted revenge for more than ten years. Now I will kill you. Hahahaha!"

Qingzhu also laughed out loud, and it seemed that her laughter completely revealed her crazy desire to avenge her great hatred. One could even see the light of hope of being liberated in her eyes.

"You, you are Luo You's daughter, no wonder, no wonder!"

Zhang Lu's face became even more ferocious, his voice even stuttered, and his right hand dropped weakly.

"Qingzhu, I never thought that after raising you to this age, you would hate me. I am so disappointed!" "I know I can't escape death today, but I tell you, you are wrong. I didn't kill your parents. As for who killed them, your parents had already been killed when I went there. Maybe at that time, you saw me but didn't see the scene of me killing people."

"I received the news and was ready to rescue your family. When I led everyone there, your family had already died at the hands of others. So, you have always misunderstood me, alas!"

"Impossible, you are the murderer. You are the murderer of my parents."

Qingzhu glared at Zhang Lu, who was lying on the sofa in pain, with disdain, his eyes full of distrust.

"Qingzhu, I've been with me for so long, and I've done all those things. Don't you know clearly that I'll kill those who deserve to die, but I'll never touch ordinary people, you know that!"

"No matter what you say today, I won't believe it. Really, just give up on that."

"It's up to you. Anyway, I'm dead and everything is over. As for me saying that I didn't kill them, you don't believe me. Go get the notebook at the bottom of my safe. Maybe you don't believe it, but it contains some of my speculations about the killer. I hope you can find the murderer and avenge your parents."

As she spoke, Zhang Lu's voice became softer and softer, and her arms slowly dropped down, as if she had used up all her strength.

"Card!"

With a "click" sound, the whole scene was restored again, and Zhang Lu, who had just died, sat up from the gauze again.

But the blood in front of her looked quite scary.

However, Zhang Lu reached out and touched the bright red blood, then carefully put it into his mouth.

Then he said calmly: "Director, these tomatoes seem to be rotten. Why do they smell so bad? How many days have you kept them here?"

"what……"

The director was also stunned when he heard it, and immediately looked at Zhang Lu, and said a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Lu, you also know that it is winter now. It is really difficult to find this prop. There is no other way. I finally found this rotten tomato. You just have to make do with it. Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you later."

"Director, can't you go buy a bottle of ketchup? Using these rotten tomatoes is really too smelly. If it weren't for the acting, I would have almost vomited."

"My dear aunt, that's enough. Go wash up and change your clothes. I'll let you go home early today, okay?"

As the director spoke, he glanced at Zhang Tianhao who was standing aside, and said helplessly.

"That's good enough. I'm going to change my clothes now. They smell terrible. Oh, director, please arrange for someone to wash my clothes. If they don't, I won't be able to wear them tomorrow."

Zhang Lu stood up and found that opposite her stood a young man in a white suit with a bouquet of roses in his hand.

He even wore a pair of glasses, but he looked extremely gentle.

After all, she could tell who the other person was at a glance.

"How could it be him? Why did he come to see me? Logically, this shouldn't happen!"

Zhang Lu was a little distracted for a moment, but she quickly recovered, greeted the director with a smile, and went to a room aside to take a shower and change clothes.

The director also began to pack up. As for Zhang Tianhao, he still had a hint of fear in his eyes. Then, with the efforts of the staff, the entire shooting location was tidied up so that filming could continue tomorrow.

"Master Jingping, do you need me to pour you a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Tianhao also looked at the somewhat restrained director opposite him with confusion, and laughed.

"Why, Director, am I terrible?"

He was also joking, speaking lightly.

"No, no, no, I just didn't expect to see Master Jingping here!" (End of this chapter)