Death comes at a price.

When Shu Yu called the car finally arrived late in the rain curtain, Shu Yu had been playing performance art in the rain for a while, so when the two got in the car, Du An found something wrong with Shu Yu's face.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Duan looked at Shu Yu's pale face and felt something was wrong.

He quickly took off his shirt and wrapped Shu Yu around him, but it didn't work well. Her face was still so pale, her hair was wet and stuck to her face, and she shivered from time to time.

"Go to the hospital!"

...

"...It's just a serious cold, but the patient's physical condition is a bit bad. I've been too busy these two days?... I'll be hospitalized for two days. This situation may cause pneumonia and must be taken seriously. You must know that many serious illnesses are caused by colds..."

Duan sat next to the bed, and the doctor's words were still free, while Shu Yu on the bed in front of him was already asleep, and there were still little drips on his wrist.

He's really a psychopath.

Duane sighed in his heart again.

It's a good thing to have to be in the rain. Isn't this a waste of money? Not only will the body suffer, but it will cost those unjust money.

Fortunately, he didn't pay the money, and he didn't have that much money. All the money was taken from Shu Yu's wallet.

I had slept less last night, but these things happened again today, and I was very tired. Duan thought about it and fell asleep.

It was uncomfortable to sleep on his stomach, but Du An woke up early the next morning. When he rubbed his sleepy eyes, Shu Yu also woke up, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"woke up?"

Duane said, looking up.

The ceiling was bare and nothing was there.

"The doctor said, you'd better stay in the hospital for another two days."

Duane stood up and stretched his waist, twisted his neck, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Call your phone and call your friend to take care of you. It's getting late, I have to go to the set."

After looking at Shu Yu again, Duan turned around and was about to leave.

"etc."

Du An turned around and saw Shu Yu take out his wallet, pull out a bank card from it, and handed it to him.

"The crew's funds are all here, and there is still a little more than 100,000 yuan. The password is 6 8, so you can take it away."

Duan did not reach out to look at the bank card, and then looked at Shu Yu, and suddenly his mouth became dry.

"You...what do you mean?"

But Shu Yu stopped talking.

Duane didn't know how he took the card, nor did he know how he came to the train station. He only knew that he walked around the square in front of the train station, circled around, circled around again, and then circled around again...

When he turned the fourth round, a short-sleeved man came up to ask him, "Do you want the ticket?"; when he turned the fifth round, a strong-bodied sister enthusiastically invited him to the small hotel next to him, "The air-conditioned hot water single room only costs 30 yuan a night"; when he turned the sixth round, the patrol officers of the two stations came up vigilantly and asked him to show his ID card...

He really can't move on any longer.

Duan looked up at the three words "Nanyang Station" above the train station, put his hands in his pants pocket, and tightened the bank card, his palms were a little wet.

Finally, he shook his head and walked towards bus stop No. 97.

When we arrived at the set, the staff and several actors who had a show today were already on the scene. They were chatting and chatting. When they saw Du An coming, they didn't even move. They should do whatever they should do, and they had no intention of starting work.

Duane ignored them and walked to his position to sit down, picked up today's shooting schedule and looked at it - thanks to the scene record. Even now that he has become a "mascot", the dedicated scene record will still put the shooting schedule on his chair every day with dedication.

"Ahem."

Du An stood up and coughed twice. Photographer Chen Xin looked at him, smiled, and then turned around to continue chatting with Zhu Yuchen about the recent updates in the entertainment industry. As for others, they had no eyes and didn't turn around.

What a great photographer, Du An sighed in his heart.

Not only is he very professional, this can be seen from his mistakes in the composition of Shu Yu's lenses several times, but he is also good at being a human being and knows how to give basic respect to others. Such a photographer is still unknown, which is a pity.

Du An thought about it all over his mind, then grabbed something in his right hand and raised it up. He pressed the switch and put it to his mouth. He was about to speak, but was startled by the sound made by the thing.

"The Jiangnan Leather Factory, the largest leather factory in Wenzhou, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, went bankrupt! The bastard boss Huang He ate, drank, who was gambled, and owed 350 million yuan, and took his sister-in-law away! We had no choice but to pay the salary with leather shoes! The original price was more than 100, and the leather shoes that were more than 200 now are only sold for twenty yuan! All of them are only twenty yuan! Huang He bastard, you are not a human being! We worked hard for you for more than half a year, and you don't pay the salary! You pay back my hard-earned money!..."

Du An was busy looking for the corresponding switch on the speaker. After struggling for a long time, he finally eliminated the recording. He let out a long sigh, but cursed the honest street stall owner: Is it brand new? Will there be such a recording in the brand new?

However, this unintentional tossing finally had some benefits, that is, it successfully attracted the attention of the crew.

The crew members present stared at Du An with a look of monsters, wondering if this guy was hit by a car today. Only Zhu Yuchen grinned heartlessly.

"Ahem,"

Du An pretended to cough twice, and then tried the effect of the speaker - well, the sound was quite loud, and then he talked about the main thing: "I'll tell me, Deputy Director Shu is sick and has to stay in the hospital for two days, so I will continue to carry out the shooting for the past two days, and I will temporarily take care of the production. For the budget approval of funds, I will come to me in the future..."

Before the crew could react from the bad news, the photography assistant ran out of nowhere, panicked, panicked, gestured with claws, but couldn't speak, which attracted everyone's attention.

Duan stopped talking and looked at the photography assistant in confusion. Then, when he saw this guy, he finally straightened his breath a little, and he was stunned by everyone with just one sentence.

"Photographed...the film was stolen!"

Everyone was stunned.

They have heard of stealing films. This kind of dirty thing has happened in the circle, but to be honest, even if the film wants to be stolen, it depends on whether it has the qualifications. Who has ever heard of someone stealing a movie that only has a total investment of 200,000 yuan, and no star even has a film of a director with such a bastard?

What's more, this movie has only been filmed for a little while, so why do you steal such film?

If it weren't for the photography assistant Zhang Heng looked like he was lying, they would have thought he was joking.

The photography assistant finally made a statement: when he went to get the film today, he found that the door lock was broken. He thought it was not good at that time. After entering, he did not take the film and left, but checked it. Then he found that all the films marked in different categories were gone, and only those films that had not been taken were left in the room.

This is not an ordinary theft case, but a targeted theft!

Anyone who is smart has come to this conclusion. After all, for a thief, even if he really steals the set, those blank films are valuable. Those films that have been filmed are valuable only to some people with ulterior motives.

"Call the police."

Duane made a summary speech.

The police came, and after learning about the case, they retrieved several nearby surveillance points, but found nothing. After making another record, they left, leaving behind crew members with different expressions.

The film that was taken was stolen, and looking at the police's performance, it was obvious that they could not expect them to recover the film, which also meant that they had to restart work and take pictures of the previous things again.

It was in vain for several days. Everyone was in a bad mood. Even a good-tempered person like the photographer Chen Xin had a gloomy face and criticized the photography assistant. He also had a bad temper and had already started to curse.

"Ahem,"

The sound from the speakers temporarily pulled their attention back.
Chapter completed!