Chapter 8: Inquiry Realm?

The two lived in a Maoshan wild temple in Zhenjiang since childhood. Zhuang Xu was later adopted by a local couple.

At this moment, he accidentally sprayed the local dialect, which was really angry at this junior brother.

"Senior brother, believe me, I am working in the crew now, walking the right path, doing good deeds!"

Zhuang Xu was a little speechless. He naturally didn't believe it, "Don't bluff, you can still cheat others."

"Really, that *Legend of the Condor Heroes* crew, recruiting actors in Wuxi Water Margin City, I came to guest star as a Daoist, original performance."

"If you don't believe it, I will let Zhou Xun call you tomorrow. You can hear her voice, right?"

Zhou Xun became a household name after *Palace of Desire*, so Zhuang Xu was naturally no stranger to her.

That is, the first camera mobile phone Nokia 7650 had not been released in this era, otherwise he would have taken a close photo with the two beauty sisters.

This photo is an endorsement for his business, which helps to quickly open the situation in the entertainment circle.

"Okay, send me the details. Tell me in advance before coming to Beijing. I have a place to stay here."

"Okay! Blessing is boundless Heavenly Venerable."

"Get out!"

Zhuang Xu put down his mobile phone with a headache. He couldn't help this treacherous junior brother, and soon a message came in.

Company name: Inquiry Realm?

What kind of ghost name is this?

Seeing Lu Kuan, lying on the bed, played with his mobile phone, sent a message to Jiang Jiang Qinqin and Zhou Xun to pay attention to safety tomorrow, and couldn't help but feel proud of the company name he took.

Inquire about the affairs of the three realms, release the doubts of the eight directions!

How good, it doesn't sound like a fraud company!

The clock of life dialed back to 2001, making Seeing Lu Kuan firm in his development idea of grabbing both entertainment and capital.

Not only must he use the experience of his past life to do a good job in capital accumulation and the creation of public opinion positions in the internet era.

But also must bow into the game, not give up his original intention of growing into a top director from the Beijing Film Academy to the University of Southern California in his past life!

Tiger Hill in Suzhou, the *Legend of the Condor Heroes* crew started setting up the scene early. This was the third day since moving from Wuxi.

The assistants were no longer surprised that the leaders of the director group went into battle, checking and supervising the battle separately, not letting go of every detail.

Especially producer Meng Meng Fanyao, who took on the responsibility of deputy director, commanding the scene with a serious expression.

This was scared by the young Daoist.

Since learning from Zhang Zhang Jizhong's mouth about the lawsuit raised by Wang Rui, Seeing Lu Kuan's previous judgment on the situation was more convincing, so how could he dare to ignore it.

Zhang Zhang Jizhong was studying the I Ching and Bagua in his RV. The space in the car was average. The domestic RV in this era had just started, and the technical level was low.

This RV of the big beard was the Zhongtian Star TC5040XLJ product of Zhongtian Special Vehicle established in May this year, the chassis of Nanjing Iveco, 2.8T diesel engine, barely meeting the current National II emission standard.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in!"

Meng Meng Fanyao smiled, "Director, everything is ready. We can return to Wuxi after finishing today."

Zhang Zhang Jizhong looked up at him, his hand still writing like a dragon and a snake, circling the "Peeling Hexagram" mentioned by Seeing Lu Kuan.

"It's fine, don't be careless."

"Yes!" Meng Meng Fanyao stepped forward to fill the teacup with great eyesight, and glanced at the producer's reading content.

"Director Zhang, you are really studying it. I think that kid is mostly talking big."

Zhang Zhang Jizhong was noncommittal, "No matter what others say, it is always right for us to do our own things."

Meng Meng Fanyao nodded and said yes, this young Daoist played a positive role. At least the crew's style had been renewed in the past few days, and no one dared to drop the chain.

Zhang Zhang Jizhong was already immersed in the mystery of Sinology at this time, thinking hard about "Peeling the bed with feet, contempt, ominous," and couldn't figure it out...

"Careful!"

"Li Yapeng!"

Suddenly, several exclamations came from outside the car, followed by a scream from Li Li Yapeng. Meng Meng Fanyao was liver and gallbladder broken, and didn't even have time to say hello, running down the car in a mess!

"What's going on!"

Entering his eyes, Li Li Yapeng had already fallen to the ground screaming, and his right leg bone and arm had varying degrees of contusions, but the painful expression was obviously not something that could be caused by mere skin injuries.

"Li Yapeng!"

Zhou Xun pushed through the crowd and rushed to the front. Her anxious expression was overflowing. Li Li Yapeng was pale with pain, his lips were bloodless, and he smiled miserably, "It's okay, it should be a hard injury."

Jiang Jiang Qinqin walked over and pulled Zhou Xun slightly. There were many people and eyes, and she was afraid that Zhou Xun's affair would be leaked.

The ambulance roared, and the doctor simply checked the injury, then ordered the nurse to take the person back to the hospital for treatment.

Zhang Zhang Jizhong had the calmness of having peace of mind in every major event. Perhaps it was because he was mentally prepared by the young Daoist's prophecy, he found with a bitter smile that he was so stable at this time.

If he had met Seeing Lu Kuan earlier, Wang Rui might not have been fired by himself.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

The middle-aged doctor who followed the diagnosis exhaled a heavy white breath. The atmosphere in the cold winter was more solemn, and the crew members waited quietly for his initial judgment.

If it was a serious illness like a fracture that required a cast, the filming schedule would have to be delayed indefinitely.

"Preliminary judgment is right foot ligament injury, right knee meniscus injury. The specific degree can only be known after filming."

Meng Meng Fanyao asked, "Does meniscus injury need a cast?"

The doctor had no time to ignore them, stepped on the pedal and got on the ambulance, "It depends on the situation. If the injury is too serious to be sutured, it may be necessary to operate to remove one."

Only the producer was left messy in the wind, his heart was cold...

Zhang Zhang Jizhong's expression changed suddenly, his brows twisted like a twist, and the young Daoist's judgment suddenly rang in his heart.

"Peeling the bed with feet, contempt, ominous. In short, the bed legs are rotten and will fall off. This is a matter that hurts the foundation."

Thinking of Li Li Yapeng's right foot and right knee injury just now...

The producer born in 1951, although he had entered the age of knowing his destiny, was still terrified and his hair stood up all over his body.

This is the natural fear of unknown things from humans themselves.

"Old Meng! Organize everyone to clean up the mess, I'll go back to Wuxi first."

He wanted to find Seeing Lu Kuan to solve the puzzle in person as soon as possible. The crew could no longer afford to toss.

Zhou Xun changed her clothes and grabbed the car door of Li Li Yapeng's elder brother and agent Li Yawei, "Brother Yawei, take me with you!"

"Zhou Xun, you'd better wait. The hospital will definitely be full of reporters later, you..."

His meaning was very clear. Both were in the development period of their careers. How far this relationship had developed, and whether it was an appropriate time to make it public, was still unknown.

Jiang Jiang Qinqin also grabbed her tightly, "Have you forgotten what Seeing Lu Kuan said? Let you stay in the hotel no matter what happens, don't run around."

Zhou Xun was stunned for a moment. Unfortunately, she was a self-centered and proud woman who only followed her heart to go through fire and water. How could she care about so much.

"No, I must go!" Saying that, she sat in the car and closed the door heavily.

The rear wheel of the Santana 2000 threw away the rain on the ground and galloped away.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 9 =====