Chapter 50
Lu Cheng said, "Okay, I will convey your meaning to Mr. Ji."

"That's fine."

Watching the scene where Lu Cheng hooked up with the boss of the company, those artists who looked down on him before all thought of him as a 'very background' label.

Lu Cheng and Wan Lang left together. In the elevator, Wan Lang said, "What did Mr. Qian ask you for?"

"He wants to ask Mr. Ji."

"Old Fox!"

Two parking lots separately.Lu Cheng drove home by himself, picked up the courier downstairs, and then went home.After returning home, he shook the courier box to confirm that the contents inside were not dangerous items before opening the courier box.

The box was opened, and the contents inside were indeed not dangerous, it was just a photo.a sheet of—

Luther's photo.

In the photo, Lu Se was wearing a yellow dress, with a serene smile, and the dimples on her cheeks were playful and beautiful.Lu Cheng pinched the photo and lowered his head. Because of his extreme anger, his face was almost distorted.

But for a moment, he put away the look of indignation on his face.

Lu Cheng put down the photo rudely, and immediately picked up his mobile phone to call Wan Lang.

"Lu Cheng? What's wrong?"

"Brother Wan, someone sent me a photo!" His tone also sounded irritable.

"What picture?"

Lu Cheng deliberately emphasized his tone, and said, "It belongs to the artist who died before you, Lu Se."

When Wan Lang heard Lu Cheng's words and noticed his description, a trace of astonishment flashed across his face.Then Lu Cheng heard Wan Lang cursing on the phone, "Who sent it? Damn, these black people really have no conscience. Lu Se is dead, and they still refuse to let her go."

Lu Cheng also looked filled with righteous indignation, and he said, "Brother Wan, I have suffered an accident for no reason. Why is Senior Sister Lu's sunspot sending a courier to my house? Just because I have the same surname as her, I have to follow her." Hacked? Do I deserve it?"

Wan Lang comforted her on the phone for a while.

After a while, they hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Cheng cursed something, then tore up the photo and threw it into the trash can.He took a shower and lay down on the bed.He turned off the light and hid under the quilt, but his hands tightly grasped the quilt.

Lu Se, wait, brother will avenge you.

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The next day, when Lu Cheng arrived at the set, he called Wan Lang and asked him to arrange an apartment dormitory, and he wanted to move.The reason is that the family is too far away, and it is troublesome to go back and forth.

Wan Lang immediately told the company.

That afternoon, he had an apartment dormitory of his own.The shooting in the next two weeks was relatively easy, and work could be finished at eight or nine o'clock every night.After work is over, Lu Cheng can go directly back to the dormitory for the night.

On the first night after moving to the dormitory, Wan Lang came to his apartment.

Seeing Lu Cheng, Wan Lang hesitated to speak.

Lu Cheng invited him into the house and poured him a glass of warm water.He stood by the window smoking a cigarette, looking at the greenery of the apartment complex downstairs, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Someone is in my house, and a surveillance system is installed."

"Have you found it?"

"I didn't find it." He found it, and it was exposed. "It's an intuition." When he opened the express delivery and found Lu Se's photo, although Lu Cheng was also angry, his mind was calm.

The person in the dark deliberately sent him a photo, definitely wanting to see his reaction.

If you want to observe his reaction, you naturally have to monitor his every move.

It's not sure where the surveillance is installed, that's why Lu Cheng acted in such a play.Fortunately, Wan Lang was also clever. When he used 'the dead artist before you' to describe Lu Se, he sensed something was wrong, so he cooperated with him to finish the scene.

(End of this chapter)

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