Chapter 69

Because Taxus is one of the first-class endangered plants in China, the state explicitly forbids transplanting or cutting, so the loss of Taxus can not be reported to the police, and we can only rely on the internal manpower of the company to investigate. "On the night of the 3rd, the monitor was completely disabled, and it didn't return to normal until the next morning. We guess that the thief committed the crime during this period of time." Er Lei said. Wang Zhongding asked, "did you collect the fingerprints on the monitor?" "No fingerprints were found on the operator, monitoring probe and iron door in the monitoring room, not only no fingerprints, but also no suspicious footprints. I think the perpetrators should have been coveting for a long time and have been carefully planned. " Feng Jun couldn't help interrupting: "since he stole the trunk, it must be transported out. What about the door? Have you investigated the situation at the gate? " "At the same time, the monitoring equipment at the door was normal. At that time, it was late at night and there were very few vehicles in and out. We checked the vehicles one by one, and found no trace of the trunk being shipped. " Feng Jun puzzled, "is there any other channel besides the door? Every wall in our company is covered with alarms, not to mention carrying a tree trunk. It's hard to jump out even with bare hands. " "I suspect the trunk hasn't been delivered yet." Two thunder is right. Unfortunately, he was denied by Feng Jun immediately, "since the planning is so thorough, we will certainly consider the problem of transportation. I don't doubt that the tree trunk is still in the company. I doubt that someone will take care of it As soon as I heard that there was an "insider", a figure flashed in three people's minds. There was no way. Who made someone like to act at night and had a bad record of stealing cans? So Er Lei tells the truth again, "can it be Han Dong?" Unexpectedly, Feng Jun again gave him no, "a person who even wants to pack snacks and send them out, steals such a high price tree trunk, runs away with money long ago, and still stays here honestly?" "It shouldn't be him..." Wang Zhongding also echoed, "he has no reason to steal the tree trunk. If he is really short of money or mischievous, he can steal the watch." There was a silence in the office, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. Wang Zhongding opened his mouth first: "forget it, you are going to be busy. We will discuss it later." As soon as Feng Jun and ER Lei go out, Wang Zhongding dials Han Dong. "Come to my office." Every time he goes to see Wang Zhongding, Han Dong will do a lot of preparatory work on the road. He will think about what expression is offensive, what action is offensive, what words are offensive So every time Wang Zhongding sees Han Dong, he looks like a dandy. Without saying hello or looking at him, he goes into the door and goes straight to the sofa. It's a matter of course. "There will be a signing ceremony in two days. You should also attend. Prepare a decent suit yourself..." Before Wang Zhongding finished speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Han Dong. "No!" "No, can't you buy it?" "No money!" "What about the living expenses the company gives you?" There is also the face of raising the cost of living Han Dong secretly said: that little money is not enough for me to buy nails! I thought homemade wooden bed could save money. As a result, it cost hundreds of tools and parts alone. I knew I would not cut that broken tree. Wang Zhongding knew that Han Dong recognized the money, so he didn't have the same opinion with him. He said directly: "the clothes are provided by the company this time, and we have to prepare them for the next activity." Han Dong's eyelids turned upward, and AI answered with a snort. "Also, about the stage name, you should have your real name." Wang Zhongding said. Han Dong can't accept such a mediocre name, "why can't he be called Han Tianwang?" "Loud is not the same as clamoring for the masses." "Why not Nicholas. buddha? The combination of Chinese and Western cultures is so unique "Why don't you call me Nicholas. Why don't I go? There is not only the combination of Chinese and Western culture, but also the collision of vulgarity and elegance Wang Zhongding said. Han Dong's strange smile began to make trouble again, rolling on the sofa with a silly smile, "Nicholas. I'll go Nicholas. I'll go Ha ha ha Nicholas. I'll go Ha ha ha... " Wang Zhongding started with a calm face and yelled twice. Later, he was completely defeated by Han Dong's "duck barking". With a smile but no smile, he ordered: "OK, don't go on forever." Han Dong finally stopped. Wang Zhongding returned to the topic, "I always want to ask you, what suggestions do you have for your development orientation? Do you have a preliminary idea of your style "Can I be any style I want to be?" Han Dong asked. "Not necessarily. It depends on your plasticity." "There is absolutely no problem with my plasticity. It depends on whether you are willing to pay for me." "Don't talk about it first, just your preliminary ideas." Han Dong thought about it and said, "I'm positioning myself as a high cold type." "High cold?" "It's not the affectation of Li Shang, but the arrogance and indifference from his bones. At ordinary times, words are precious, but as soon as I open my mouth, I will faint in a large area. " Han Dong said in a big voice. For a person who can't find his position in real life, asking him such a profound question is like looking for abuse. Wang Zhongding goes on to the next topic, "do you have any preferences or taboos in acting?" "There's no taboo. I don't pretend to be forced like some people. I don't pick up the kissing scenes, or I look for doubles in bed scenes. What are so many stinky problems? What do you do for a living? Do the actors know? Now that you have done this, you must have the spirit of dedicating yourself to art! As long as they don't like to shoot, let me shoot them! Kiss play, bed play and so on, the more the better. I don't say anything without it. " After reading the impassioned speech, Han Dong still has a little regret. Did I show too much truth just now? Should we pretend to be forced to recruit him? Wang Zhongding replied to Han Dong with a cold eye: you think too much. "Anything else?" Wang Zhongding asked. Han Dong dry smile two, "no, temporarily so much." "Cut your hair." Wang Zhongding said suddenly. "Ah?" "Cut your braid and change it to short hair." This can take Han Dong's life, immediately retorted: "no, this is my lifeblood, absolutely can't move." Wang Zhongding got up and walked toward Han Dong. "Why can't he move?" "I'm born with curly hair. It doesn't look good with short hair." Han Dong retreated quickly. Wang Zhongding is still approaching him, "since the volume is not a problem for the stylist, it is easy to deal with. But your braid is too eye-catching. You have to cut it. " "If you dare to cut it for me, I'll kill myself on the spot!" Han Dong made a bluff. In this way, Wang Zhongding would like to see this rare curly hair. As a result, eight Zhang away from Han Dong, he heard Han Dong scream and took out a drill bit from his pocket. "I'm not kidding. If you dare to come here, I'll give you an eye for this!" Wang Zhongding's face was black. "How can you hold this kind of thing?" Well? Han Dong himself also Leng for a while, how do I make bed parts to put over? Soon, Wang Zhongding found something different. Han Dong's three fingers were all pasted with band aids. "How did you do that?" Han Dong deals with hammers, drills and shaving knives all day, and his fingers are inevitably injured, but he doesn't tell the truth. He just says perfunctorily, "what else can I do? It's a knife. " As soon as Wang Zhongding was about to go forward to find out, the doorbell rang. "Mr. Wang, I need your signature." Han Dong hurried to the door and ran away without looking back. Back in the dormitory, Han Dong saw a pair of woodworking gloves on the computer desk. Turning to look out, Zhang Xinghu has rarely come back since he took over the play. Most of the time, Yu Ming is the only one. Han Dong instantly raised his lips. He was so beautiful that people all over the world felt that he was very painful. "Hey, you bought it for me?" ask while knowing the answer. Yu Ming is still cold and light. He doesn't admit it or deny it. Han Dong is crazy, especially can't afford to incite, give a little sweet can't find north, together to Yu Ming side a strong stick people, "OK, little Ming Ming Ming, a little conscience ah, it seems that brother son usually don't hurt you in vain." Yu Ming couldn't bear it. "Can you stay away from me?" "Ha ha ha ha ha..." In the evening, Wang Zhongding works overtime, and ER Lei quietly deals with chores. "Is there anyone else in the dressing room?" Wang Zhongding suddenly asked. "There seems to be one on the lower floor. Yang Li's cover is on schedule. She's going to Taipei tomorrow." "Let's see how they're doing. If there are enough people, we'll invite a stylist." Er Lei nodded. Just as he was about to go out, he was stopped by Wang Zhongding. "And try to get Han Dong here." Er Lei looked at his watch. "Now it's more than two o'clock. He must have gone to sleep?" "It's to wait for him to go to bed. He won't cooperate during the day." "Won't you wake him up?" Er Lei is a little worried. But Wang Zhongding said firmly: "he has been sleeping to death at this point. Even if he has a reaction, he is sleepwalking." Er Lei instantly felt that what he was carrying was not a future superstar, but a giant baby. About 20 minutes later, Han Dong and the stylists were all in place, and Wang Zhongding gave the order. Wang Zhongding looked at Han Dong's stupidity. He couldn't bear it. But when he saw Han Dong's ugly little tulip, he said: "let's do it." "All right." The stylist asked the assistant to wash Han Dong's hair first. Wang Zhongding saw that Han Dong didn't have the slightest sense of resistance in the whole shampoo process, so he put down his heart and left the dressing room to walk towards his office. As a result, the doorbell rang before the chair was hot. "Mr. Wang, he He won't let us cut it. " The assistant stylist had a face of embarrassment. Wang Zhongding was surprised, "is he awake?" "No "Since he didn't wake up, let him struggle and find two people to press." "It's not a struggle..." The assistant's words are not enough. Wang Zhongding's face sank. "What's that for?" The assistant said cautiously, "he He cried "Crying?" Wang Zhongding didn't expect it. The assistant nodded, "we cried so badly that we couldn't bear to do it."