[Northern Song Dynasty, the second year of Dazhong Xiangfu

Tokyo Bianliang, north end of Yujie, Fanlou

Ding Yi, the second boy, stood listlessly at the door of the store. Even if there were distinguished guests coming to the door, he could not get up much energy.

half a tael of silver

After standing for a long time today, the reward I received was only half a tael of silver. If it had been normal, at this time, I should have had an income of about 2 taels of silver.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, a sedan with red curtains stopped at the main entrance of Fan Tower.

The bearer put the sedan down, and a kind-looking white-haired woman walked out of the sedan under the service of the maid next to her.

This woman, Ding Yi recognized, was the wife of the former Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Industry. The reason why she was called "Yuan" was because the Zuo Shilang had been promoted to the Sichuan Gorge Fourth Road Envoy, but had not officially taken up the post yet.

When he saw her, Ding Yi almost jumped up for joy. This Mrs. Zhou was extremely generous. Every time she went to Fanlou, she would give herself more or less a reward, sometimes half a tael, sometimes a tael. Last year, she

He even gave himself a reward of five taels of silver.

"Mrs. Zhou, you are here, please come inside!"

Ding Yi, who was extremely happy, was about to walk down the steps to greet her.

But as soon as he walked down the next step, Ding Yi was startled. A carriage came galloping from a distance. Perhaps the horse was frightened. The two soldiers driving the horse tried their best to rein in the horse but they couldn't stop it.

"The horse is startled, get out of the way!"

"The horse is frightened, please get out of the way!"

Looking at this shocking scene, Ding Yi and the bearer wanted to pull Mrs. Zhou away from the frightened carriage, but before they could reach out, the frightened horse slammed into the sedan.

Then he ran over Mrs. Zhou's body.

"ah…"

The scene was very bloody, and many customers who were eating in Fanlou were immediately frightened.

…

An accident occurred at the entrance of the famous Fan Tower. The governor of Kaifeng came very quickly. After arriving at the scene, he quickly learned the whole story of the incident.

"Hmm..., it looks like this is just an accident. After all, no one wants the horse to be frightened?"

"My lord, I see you clearly!"

Mr. Zhou, the victim who came over after hearing the news, was grieved and did not forget to flatter his former colleague.

However, at this time, a young man who made a living by painting opposite Fan Tower raised his hand in the crowd.

"Sir, the students have different opinions. I think this is a murder because I was painting nearby just now..."

………]

The story is very wonderfully written, with twists and turns in the plot, and the writing style is very similar to my own.

But seeing this, Han Bingjiang felt cold all over. Grandma is a bear. Who the hell wants to harm me? This is clearly an ancient version of a mysterious car accident in Beijing last year.

My hands were trembling and I wanted to delete the post, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Who?"

Zhuang Kai was the closest, so he stood up and went to open the door, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw several very serious young people standing at the door.

"Is reporter Han Bingjiang here?"

"Here, which unit are you from?" The newspaper office has regulations that visitors must register, so Zhuang Kai asked this question.

"Oh, we are from the city bureau, and we want to find out something from reporter Han." The leading young man replied, pushed Zhuang Kai away, and walked up to Han Bingjiang.

"Hello, Reporter Han, does this shoe box belong to you?"

"Uh..., yes!"

Han Bingjiang, who was confused, looked at the shoe box in the hand of a policewoman behind the young man and said. This thing was obviously hidden under the bed at home, so why did it suddenly get into the hands of the police?

"Then..., the photos inside were also taken by you yourself."

"Yes!"

Looking at the young man wearing white gloves and taking out a large stack of photos from the shoe box, Han Bingjiang nodded with difficulty.

It is very obvious that these photos have their own unique marks. As for the content of the photos, they are basically celebrities and entertainers, including kissing photos, holding hands...

Some of them have already been contacted by the parties involved, and they have paid for it, and they have left behind the "negatives"; some of them have not bothered to contact them yet.

Now, all of them have been found by the police... Hey, it really hurts my teeth.

"Then can you explain to us how these photos were taken?" The young policeman smiled, picked out a few photos from the stack, and placed them on Han Bingjiang's desk one by one.

"Here..."

Just now, Han Bingjiang was feeling cold all over, but when Han Bingjiang saw the photo, he fainted.

Mysterious car accident, I have never taken such a photo before!

~~~~~~

It is said that there was a storm in the capital, and the storm was quite big.

But this has nothing to do with Sun Hao.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Sun Hao went to the No. 1 Prison in Beijing to visit the actors who were experiencing life, then took a plane to Hong Kong Island, stayed there for a day, and then arrived at Taoyuan International Airport accompanied by Wang Fei.

The person who came to pick her up was Wang Fei's manager Qiu Likuan. She was so fat that she smiled from ear to ear when she saw Sun Hao.

"Ah Hao, I finally have a chance to cooperate with you."

"Hahaha... Sister Kuan, you are wrong. We have already started cooperating."

"Well..." Qiu Likuan was stunned when he heard this, and then reached out and patted his forehead.

"Look at my memory. Yes, we have started collaborating a long time ago, because all of Afi's songs that are very popular in Europe and the United States came from your compositions."

"Well, this only means one thing, that Sister Kuan is a noble person." Sun Hao said with a smile.

"Oh, why did you say that?"

"You noble people often forget things!"

The tall Wang Fei, lying on the shoulders of her manager Qiu Likuan, started laughing.

………

"Sun Hao..."

"Um?"

"Should we have some fun in Taipei, or should we go directly to Taichung?"

In Taiwan Province, there are many cars from Japanese brands on the road. However, perhaps Wang Fei had told her in advance that the car Qiu Likuan drove over turned out to be a German BMW.

"Sister Kuan, time is tight, let's go directly to Taichung. I want to confirm the progress of [prison] reform as soon as possible."

"What, is the filming time of "Fast and Furious" tight?" Qiu Likuan, who was driving, looked at Sun Hao through the rearview mirror in the car.

Wang Fei, who looked cute and charming, was sitting in the back seat of the car and hugged his arm tightly.

"It's quite stressful. I have to keep changing places, from the United States to the Netherlands to Russia and then to Dubai..." When talking about this, Sun Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

According to the original plan, regarding the "Fast and Furious" series, I could start filming slowly from the beginning, but what?

I have been framed by the media and fans.

In the past, when a movie with a global box office of over 100 million US dollars was produced, they would give a thumbs up and say with great admiration, "Sun Hao, you are awesome!"

But what about now?

If the box office of all movies does not exceed 500 million US dollars, they will add a few words to the title of the report, "Sun Hao has exhausted his talent."

Just as he was shaking his head with emotion, Sun Hao suddenly received a text message on his phone.

【Haozi, where are you?
Chapter completed!