According to Zhuo Peng's understanding, if something happened, shouldn't we first figure out the whole story and then argue with the Master?

I have found so many big trucks, but it’s late at night. What are you doing?

He glanced through the rearview mirror and his head felt dizzy.

Feel……

It's quite exciting!

He followed Lu Zi'an's car, and the truck was thriving behind him, which was so exciting.

Drive downstairs to the TV station building, Lu Zi'an took out his guest certificate and entered the venue and waved directly to the security guard: "Hello, I'll bring someone to deliver props."

Props? What props?

The security guard was a little suspicious: "I haven't heard of any props coming in..."

"Well, two boxes of antiques." Lu Zian took out his cell phone and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Why do I call your leader and confirm it?"

The security guard saw them carrying two huge wooden boxes out of the car behind, and they looked really heavy and needed four people to carry one.

Seeing that Lu Zi'an's guest certificate and admission certificate were correct again, he waved his hand immediately: "No, don't you, do you want me to ask someone to come and help?"

As soon as he said that, he smiled awkwardly again and said, "Ah, there is a dinner party tonight, and they are all out..."

Yo? Are you all out?

That couldn't be better.

"Oh no longer need, thank you." Lu Zian nodded to him, and Zhuo Peng next to him hurriedly went up and handed a cigarette.

Seeing that Zhuo Peng had an admission certificate hanging on his chest, the security guard completely let go of his suspicion.

Lu Zi'an walked in with people in a hurry. As soon as he arrived in the backstage, he saw Feng Xiaoxun smoking on the wall.

"Damn, I knew you would come." Feng Xiaoxun widened his eyes, looked like he saw through you, and he casually pressed the cigarette on the trash can, and said quickly: "They are all off work, hurry up, go with me."

"You don't need to lead the way, I know the place." Lu Zian lowered his voice as he walked: "There are surveillance here, don't let someone take a picture, then..."

"Don't bother him!" Feng Xiaoxun said indifferently: "They moved your wood to the side and walked here... You are my brother, and it is obvious that someone is obsessing you. I want to be a turtle, I'm still a fucking human."

Lu Zi'an stretched his eyebrows a little and said in a deep voice: "I just heard you had a dinner party..."

"Well, I gave him two thousand yuan and asked him to treat him to dinner and sing. I said I had stomachache and didn't follow me." Feng Xiaoxun walked quickly, and then took them around and walked to a room.

This room is at the end of the corridor. Lu Zi'an had never opened it before when he came to participate in the show. There were all such rooms next to it. If there was no key, it would be cold after they were eliminated one by one.

If it weren't for Feng Xiaoxun, he might have really lost tonight.

Feng Xiaoxun took out the key and tossed it for a while, slapped the door and shouted: "Cao, they have changed the lock."

"It's okay." Lu Zian took out a piece of wire: "You get out of here."

After a while of tossing, the door opened.

Lu Zian walked in first and sighed when he saw a row of wood carvings standing by the wall.

Fortunately, they are all there.

The two large boxes they brought were raised, turning out the wheels below, and then stuffed things directly inside.

The heart was too big and the box couldn't be put down, so it was stacked directly on the top of the box.

Feng Xiaoxun's cell phone suddenly rang, and in this quiet environment, it was quite a bit of vibration.

He took it out and looked at it, and said nervously: "Zi'an, hurry up. Someone called in the monitoring room. My colleagues and the others are all back and are rushing over."

“Hurry up, speed up.”

Several people who were loading things were very quick to handle. Not only did they quickly move the things, but they also tied a beautiful bow.

Lu Zian looked at the time and found that it was less than twenty minutes in total.

"Let's go."

When they pushed the box out, the security guard was stunned: "Hey, didn't you say you would give something? What's going on?"

"Hey, brother, I asked me to take it. Don't worry, this is what Master has ordered." Feng Xiaoxun directly put his shoulder and smiled, handed a cigarette: "Come on, smoke."

"Not that, I mean..."

Asked them to move the goods to the truck, Lu Zi'an walked straight to the security guard: "Don't worry, you won't implicate you. I will properly resolve this matter. I will leave a number for you. If you implicate you and lose your job, I will compensate you for your losses."

As he said that, he handed over a business card to the completely dumbfounded security guard, nodded at him and turned around and left.

A wise man does not do secret things.

It is natural that he has his own reason for his courage to do this.

It is OK to cancel the show, but he has to take it away if the things are his. At the beginning, it was agreed that he would give him all the wood he had not touched.

He was not greedy, and he didn't move any of the woods. Of course, he accepted the remaining red toon wood with a smile.

If this matter is directly taken to the table, he will definitely not be able to find his mistake.

If someone else had changed, maybe this loss would have really been like this, but he wouldn't.

He never causes trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

He used to be like this. His status and status are much higher than before, and he has nothing to be afraid of.

After more than ten minutes, everyone who received the news rushed to the TV station, and Lu Zian and the others had already left.

Looking at the empty room, everyone was stunned.

"Call the police...? They are considered robbery?"

"...Don't, the puppy is usually quite righteous. He won't be able to squat together if he wants to call the police?"

"But they are..."

Someone next to him raised his voice: "What's wrong with this? Robbery? This is Lu Zi'an's thing. When someone comes to get his own things back, why is it called robbery?"

Another colleague recalled carefully and said weakly: "It seems that during the live broadcast, host Yi said that even these were given to Lu Zian..."

Following his fingers, everyone looked at the pile of wood on the ground and was silent.

"The King of Hell fights, and the little ghost is suffering. Let's report to the Master..." He paused: "Just say we're going out for dinner..."

Feng Xiaoxun is usually very enthusiastic, especially because he is very sweet and has no interest in it. He has always been popular among Taiwan.

Even if someone has some minor friction with him, it will not ruin his future.

“But…there are surveillance.”

In the end, it was still impossible to hide it because colleagues in the monitoring room had already called their leader.

Everyone in the station was called over, and even the morning meeting was held without such a single person.

Everyone stood in the hall, and they didn't dare to show off.

There is only one person not here.

Feng Xiaoxun.

After watching the empty room, the director was so angry that he blamed all of them: "...I left one person! This time I was moving the wood, and next time if someone came to move the entire TV station away, would you not know? I don't have any sense of responsibility in doing things! I have said before..."

But if you say it, there is nothing to do.

The Master himself knew very well that this matter would be ruined.

As time goes by, this news gradually spreads in the circle.

This night, many people couldn't sleep.

It was already half past one, and the villa was still brightly lit.

Chongyun, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned and slowly drank tea.
Chapter completed!