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Chapter 413 How many people can you accept

When the police from the detention center rushed to the small playground with two people, Fat Brother was already waiting with the installation team. When he saw a few people walking by, he waved warmly: "Here! Here!"

Looking at his appearance, those who didn't know it thought he had made an appointment with a friend to go outing.

Cao Dashan already knew that he was bumping into a celebrity, and now seeing that celebrity named Zhou Buran having a heated chat with the police in the detention center, accompanied by two high-ranking police officers, Cao Dashan felt chilled in his heart.

This kid is so vengeful?And bring someone to take revenge on yourself?

"Brother Fat, everyone has been brought here, you can just figure it out."

After the police took the other Jiang Yiming away, they pushed Cao Dashan in front of the smiling fat man. The fat man tried his best to make himself look "friendly", but Cao Dashan didn't think so.

It's over, this little brat is really here to seek revenge!

When Cao Dashan thought that if he hadn't bumped into this kid, he wouldn't have been arrested, and his wife wouldn't have asked him for a divorce, so he immediately got a little bit overwhelmed, trying to make himself look like a martyr who was betrayed by the enemy: "Should I Kill me if you want to kill me, I will be a good man again after 18 years!"

What he said stunned Fat Brother and the police comrades.

"Here, are you still allowed to drink?"

Fat Brother turned his head with difficulty, looked at the police comrades in the detention center and asked.

It took Cao Dashan a long time to realize that he didn't come here to find fault, but Cao Dashan didn't fully understand why he was here. The routines played by the young people are no longer suitable for an elderly middle-aged man like him.

"Old Cao, do you know how many people die in traffic accidents every year in our city?"

After chatting for a while, Fat Brother started to call him Lao Cao enthusiastically.

Cao Dashan shook his head: "I don't know."

"580 people! Do you think it's too many?"

Fat Brother put away his hippie smile and asked seriously.

"Hiss! It's a bit Doha!"

Cao Dashan didn't care how much he had, not to mention 580, even 5800 had nothing to do with him, he was just following what Zhou said.

"So how many people do you think you accept that die each year in traffic accidents?"

Fat Brother continued to ask, and the machine faithfully recorded all this behind him.

Cao Dashan tentatively asked, "200?"

Seeing that Fat Brother was still staring at him blankly, Cao Dashan quickly changed his words: "50! I can accept up to 50!"

"Then do you know what 50 people look like standing together? Look over there!"

Fat Brother pointed to the square opposite the small playground, and saw a large group of people coming out from a distance through the barbed wire, walking towards Fat Brother and others.

Cao Dashan couldn't take his eyes off the first time he saw it!
Walking in the front is his wife holding the child, beside him are his parents, his father-in-law and mother-in-law, all relatives in the family, his best friends, colleagues, and his childhood friends are all among them!
Cao Dashan's eyes were already red: "That's, that's my wife, and, and..."

"There are 50 people here. Now tell me, how many people can you accept dying in traffic accidents?"

Fat Brother asked again with a heavier tone.

Cao Dashan could only shake his head desperately, and said with a choked voice: "I can't accept it, I can't accept any of them!"

"You may not be so lucky next time. One day, the person you hit and kill may be whose father, whose husband, or whose child, are you sure you want to continue to indulge yourself!"

Under the stern questioning of the fat man, Cao Dashan sat down on the ground and cried like a little girl who had been bullied, not caring at all that his wife, relatives and friends on the other side of the barbed wire were witnessing his ugliness.

"I don't dare! I don't dare anymore!"

Hearing Cao Dashan's categorical words, Fat Brother turned his head and nodded to the cameraman, signaling that it's okay.

The police comrades on the side all gave Fat Brother a thumbs up. They were about to say nothing to Cao Dashan, but the most annoying thing about this guy was that he had no intention of repentance. Every conversation was extremely perfunctory, but Judging by his performance this time, he should really be able to repent.

After concocting Cao Dashan and picking up Jiang Yiming, everyone became more familiar with the road. After a while, the police at the detention center took Jiang Yiming back who was also crying. I heard that he was sobbing and crying non-stop on the way back. swear...

"Everyone has worked hard, thank you so much, I will not delay everyone's work, and the finished product will be ready in two days, and we will see the effect then."

At the gate of the detention center, Fat Brother put his palms together to express his gratitude to the policemen who escorted him to the gate.

"Where is it, we should thank you if we want to thank you. Mr. Zhou, you didn't get paid for our Baigan's work!"

A leader laughed.

"The most I can do is to help everyone beat the side drums. It would be the best if I can help. If it can effectively reduce traffic accidents, it will be a matter of great merit!"

After being polite to everyone, Fat Brother took everyone into the car and returned.

When he got home, he started to work. He planned to edit this "advertisement" himself. Firstly, he saved communication time, and secondly, he was worried that his colleagues in the studio could not accurately express the central idea of ​​the short film.

Han Yuyun knew that he was rushing to work these two days, so she was very obedient and didn't bother him, and even prepared three meals a day for him properly, just like a standard good wife.

In just two days, Miss Han's well-prepared steak and raw rice had already given Fat Brother the urge to eat rice. After handing over the finished product, Fat Brother immediately took Han, who was a bit addicted to cooking, to The eldest lady went to have a meal of mutton hot pot, and he almost forgot what the smell of human fireworks is.

On the way home in the car happily, Fat Brother received another call from Section Chief Han who was with him.

"Brother Fat, I'm afraid you have to take action on this matter."

From the other end of the phone came Section Chief Han's a little embarrassed voice.

"What's the matter? Do you want to change the short film?"

"Don't change it, the leader of the short film said it was very good! That's it, we sent it out for more than a day and only a few dozen people reposted it. It's a bit horrible."

The fat brother knew what it meant as soon as he heard it, and he responded with a mouthful: "I'll send one when I get home, and keep it for tomorrow, and it will be lively!"

Except for Zhou Buan, no one in the entire entertainment industry would dare to make such a guarantee, except for those who spend money to make headlines.

When he got home, the fat brother started to clean up the mess left by Mrs. Han after cooking for the past two days. No, it should be said that the mess is more appropriate. It wasn't until he was tired and paralyzed on the bed that he remembered that he had agreed to send out an "advertisement" I sent it after editing in a few words, and my last thought before going to bed was that I must find a nanny tomorrow...

Fat Brother's Weibo has been updated again!
A microblog exploded countless late-night immortal cultivation parties. After obtaining Cao Dashan's consent, Fat Brother directly revealed his identity and his unbearable "past events" in the form of subtitles in the short film.

"Old Cao, do you know how many people die in traffic accidents every year in our city?"

The name of the short is "How Many People Can You Accept". When the screen was still completely black, Fat Brother's narration opened the screen. Cao Dashan, who was dressed in a "prison uniform" and his casual appearance, made netizens feel inexplicable There is a bit of joy.

When I saw Fat Brother report that there are 580 people who die in traffic accidents every year in just one city, many netizens still think that 580 is a small number, but when they saw that the 50 people who came out were all Cao Dashan When meeting with relatives and friends, everyone couldn't help feeling nervous.

Especially when they saw Cao Dashan, who didn't care at first, hugging his head and crying, everyone felt unspeakably uncomfortable!
Yes, 50 people doesn't seem like a lot, but even if there is one close relative among the 50 people, can I still accept this number?

(End of this chapter)