Yun Tuan looked at the seconds that the red light was beating, and a not-so-good guess suddenly came to her mind - this dungeon was a long-term mission, and she had never been exposed to it before. How long would the timeline be?
[Mourning of the clan] is not considered a long-term mission if it lasts for a year, and [Lights of Light] will only be longer.
Maybe, the A-list actress who was killed has not entered the entertainment industry yet?
Perhaps because of repeated setbacks, he finally made it to the front line, but his spirit was overwhelmed and he committed suicide in the end...
The murderer is the entire society, and those who need to bear responsibility are the group of people who directly caused the death of the actress.
"Yes, you don't know how evil the boss of Xingtutu is!" The driver cursed, pulling Yun Tuan out of his thoughts.
"The hearts of capitalists are all black, without exception."
Yun Tuan nodded.
"My friend's daughter was only 16 years old when she signed the contract. The talent scout found her and promised a bright future! As a result, the day after the contract was signed, she was brought to the wine table and introduced to the old man!"
"Hiss... this is illegal, right?" Yun Tuan exclaimed in a low voice.
"Of course, what's the difference between this and being a prostitute? Why would you treat a little girl as a resource to an old man like that? She was lucky and escaped, but after that...that's when the nightmare begins." As the driver spoke, his tone suddenly dropped heavily.
"Is it because she was not given resources for several months, was not allowed to participate in training, was not paid, and was not welcomed, and it took so long that people took the initiative to terminate the contract?"
Yun Tuan guessed, subconsciously pinching the outer packaging of KFC.
"Yes, this is the usual way for companies to ask employees to resign on their own initiative, but the liquidated damages for entertainment companies are sky-high! Especially for Xingtutu, the starting price is one million!"
"Oh my god..."
Yun Tuan shook his head. As Ban Yong's agent, the original owner had all kinds of things under his name, and the total deposit was less than 200,000, and he couldn't even pay a fraction of the liquidated damages.
This wealth cannot be kept at all.
"Little girl, listen to my uncle's advice and run before you jump into the fire pit. The farther you can run, the better!"
"Uncle, you misunderstood. I'm just a support person for the crew, a handyman. No, I have to pay for food to bribe the security guard before I can go in and find someone."
Yun Tuan shook the fried chicken in his hand, and the aroma emanated.
"That's good, that's good..."
The taxi driver breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had saved a young life.
That haggard yet extremely happy look made it seem like the girl I just mentioned was not the daughter of a friend, but his own daughter.
Yun Tuan didn't ask any more questions. When she got there, she thanked the driver and watched the green taxi drive away.
Yun Tuan found the bunker-like security room in front of the Xingtutu underground garage.
Behind the blue glass, a black-headed chick pecks at rice bit by bit.
Knock knock knock.
She rapped on the window with her knuckles.
Jinghe jumped up like a spring. He squinted his eyes for a few seconds, then stood up, opened the door, and smiled brightly, "My dear fried chicken! You are here!"
He directly passed the KFC bag, kicked off his legs, and collapsed on the armchair.
At the end, he raised his hand and said, "It's up to you."
Yun Tuan glanced at the surveillance camera subconsciously and saw that the camera was covered with black cloth, so he asked directly: "Is there anyone else coming this morning?"
"Yes, there are 47 foreign visitors. They are all over there. Take a look."
Jing Yu put on disposable gloves, grabbed the finger-sucking chicken, started to eat it, and said vaguely: "The person who works my shift asked for leave, and there is no one to change the shift. I haven't eaten anything until now. I'm really starving to death."