Became a vicious male mother

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Gu Xinglan peeked out from behind the photographer, her brows furrowed as she retorted, "I did bury the dog, but what evidence do you have to accuse me of doing that?!"

"Evidence?? I am the evidence!"

Where is the old man's magnanimity from yesterday when he was making money? Now he's no different from a thug.

"Call the police," Gu Xinglan suggested directly.

But Sister Wang glared at her and said softly:

"Grandpa, I was with Xiao Gu last night. There was no question of killing the dog. Besides, it's a stray dog. What does it have to do with your car?"

The filming progress of the program is being watched by dozens of eyes that they dare not offend, and now it's proceeding in a disjointed and haphazard manner, causing serious delays.

However, the investors require that the broadcast date be fixed.

They wanted to create something that would generate buzz, so naturally, they needed sensational topics. However, time was tight, and that wasn't the kind of content they wanted to film. So, Sister Wang added to the old man who was throwing a tantrum on the ground, "Grandpa, why don't you just say what you want?"

"160,000, not to mention anything else."

160,000?

Who will pay this person's money?

"Even if you take this to court, it won't stand..." Sister Wang said politely, but was met with a "pui" from her.

“My son paid a 20,000 yuan down payment, and now the car is gone after less than two weeks! If the dog had been there last night, how could the car have been stolen so quietly! It's all that kid's fault!”

To put it bluntly, this old man was trying to extort money from me.

Unfortunately, the production team can't seem to get past this person.

Having been involved in the world of profit for many years, Sister Wang was well aware of this kind of mentality of dragging others down with them. She took advantage of their mentality that they had money but couldn't afford to waste it. She glanced around and finally fixed her gaze on the old man on the ground.

"Let them leave first."

The group of people standing in the entrance hall had gray hair and cloudy eyes, and they all looked at each other.

"No, why would you leave him alone, little girl? We're here to support him!"

The old man shouting at the door, wearing a bright shirt, slammed the thin iron rod in his hand on the ground, making the floor shake violently.

They look extremely arrogant.

Sister Wang whispered to the people on the ground, "If you want money, let them leave."

His tone was friendly, but his eyes were undeniably cold.

The cameraman knew perfectly well that the assistant director was really angry, so he quickly led the group of people in the entrance hall to slowly squeeze out.

"You all wait outside, this old man will have a good talk with them."

When money was mentioned, the old man's shrewd and amiable expression reappeared.

Now I see it clearly; this is the face of someone who only cares about personal gain.

A large group of people were gone from the room. Gu Xinglan zipped up her coat and walked up to the old man: "Your son's car is stolen. Why are you coming to me if you don't call the police? Even if I sold him, he wouldn't be worth 160,000."

After saying that, the old man made a six with his fingers.

"Sixty thousand? You really dare to dream. I couldn't even sell all the furniture in my house for sixty thousand."

"No negotiation! You can't even afford 60,000 for a TV appearance? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?!" the old man shouted defiantly. Finally, he touched his chin with his right hand, narrowed his eyes into slits, and leaned closer, saying coldly, "If you want to stay here, you have to pay up."

"Sir, do you know that this kind of behavior is called extortion?"

"I think you're the one who stole the car! You were one of the thieves!" The old man spat again.

Gu Xinglan successfully dodged it.

There's no way to talk to this man. He says he didn't kill the dog, but the old man won't believe him.

Moreover, the suspect who killed the dog is still asleep in his room.

However, Dahei is a stray dog ​​with no dog tag, and no one would agree that Dahei and the old man have a feeding relationship.

This old man saw him on TV and thought he was easy to bully, so he took advantage of him to ask for money.

balcony.

When Sister Wang finished her phone call and walked in, her face was as black as the bottom of a pot. She looked coldly at the smug old man who was shaking his leg and smoking, and sneered, "Sixty thousand it is."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan's eyes widened.

But Sister Wang didn't even look at him. She walked up to the old man and said, "Old man, you need to know that the security cameras on the wall outside are very valuable. You signed a contract, so you can't just remove them. If we hold you accountable, your entire scrap yard won't be able to afford to pay for them."

The assistant director used a threatening tone with ease.

But the old man showed no fear whatsoever; upon seeing the money, he grinned from ear to ear.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll only charge 60,000. You people in this line of work wouldn't worry about such a small amount of money, would you?"

……

The rented room was in a mess.

Gu Xinglan dumped the broken flowerpot into the trash can, staring blankly at the blood trickling from her cut finger, and muttered in a daze, "Assistant Director, they did this on purpose."

“Time waits for no one. No matter how absurd things are, they’ve already happened. We’re buying time with money, you understand?” Sister Wang looked at her phone and continued, “Don’t blame me for not reminding you. Don’t worry about any of those stray cats and dogs. You’d better focus your energy on the show. If the show is delayed, it’ll cost President Li and President Meng a lot of money and energy.”

Before Gu Xinglan could respond awkwardly...

"that."

The door to the rented room was not closed.

A child's voice suddenly rang out from outside, followed by a small, innocent head peeking out from the door frame.

It's the child who just came out to identify him; I saw him just last night.

"Actually, I saw someone else last night..."

The child held hands, glancing around from time to time, seemingly unable to bear the sight of the house being trampled.

"Little friend, why didn't you say so earlier?" Sister Wang looked at the person who came in through the door with displeasure.

"They're my age." The child didn't answer, but timidly spoke his own words.

Hearing this, Gu Xinglan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "When you saw people your age, was the dog dead?"

The child shook his head, his face filled with fear.

"I was just passing through."

Saying nothing was pointless. Looking at the transfers and colleagues' complaints in the work group, Sister Wang's dissatisfaction reached its peak. She said "Filming starts at 7:30" and left in a hurry.

The oppressive atmosphere inside the room had dissipated.

The child glanced out at the woman's dark silhouette, then looked back at the people inside with bright eyes, his peripheral vision constantly observing his surroundings.

When the voice from the room rang out, his fear vanished, and he stared straight ahead.

“The dog is long dead.” Li and Taira opened the door.

The white pajamas were slightly oversized, but they didn't weigh her down, especially her snow-white face. However, looking into her eyes, it seemed she had been woken up before dawn, and now there was only annoyance in them.

The child standing in the center of the room was a little excited, and her voice became hesitant as she spoke: "My name is Liang Xiaodan."

But the person at the bedroom door ignored him and went straight to the bathroom door.

Soon the sound of running water could be heard inside.

Would you like to have breakfast here?

Seeing the backpack on the child's back and the school badge on the school uniform, Gu Xinglan took out a spatula, wanting to find out some information, but unexpectedly, she quickly heard the other party's reply.

"it is good!"

on the table.

There were three plates, each containing bread sandwiched with tomatoes and eggs.

In the shot, the person making soy milk is wearing a beige apron, and sunlight is streaming into the room.

Everything felt so warm and cozy.

The camera pans across the floor to reveal brownish-yellow soil and footprints, then abruptly stops.

Li Hetai took small bites of bread.

And beside them... the child stared blankly.

Perhaps because the gaze was too direct, the person eating bread raised their eyelids and looked at the person in the main seat.

Look at the mess you've made by hiring this guy.

Reading the meaning in those eyes, Gu Xinglan turned her head away to avoid their gaze and called out, "Little Liang."

The child opposite him ignored him.