427 How many people can you accept
When the police from the detention center rushed to the small playground with the two of them, the fat brother was already waiting with the setting team, and when he saw a few people coming over, he hurriedly waved his hand enthusiastically: "Here! here!"
Looking at him, I didn't know and thought that I had made an appointment with a friend to go out.
Cao Dashan already knew that he was hitting a star, and at this moment, seeing that the star named Zhou Ran was chatting with the detention center police, accompanied by two high-ranking police officers, Cao Dashan felt cool in his heart.
This kid holds such a grudge? And he specially brought people to take revenge on himself?
"Fat brother, everyone has brought it, you just have to watch it. ”
After the police took the other Jiang Yiming away, they pushed Cao Dashan to the smiling fat brother, who tried his best to look "amiable", but unfortunately Cao Dashan didn't think so.
It's over, this little king and eight calves are really here to seek revenge!
Cao Dashan thought that if he hadn't bumped into this kid, he wouldn't have been arrested, and his wife wouldn't have divorced him, so he suddenly became a little upset, and tried his best to make himself look like a martyr betrayed by the enemy: "If you want to kill me, you will come at me, Lao Tzu will be a good man again after eighteen years!"
The words made the fat brother and a cadre of police comrades stunned.
"Here, you are still allowed to drink?"
The fat brother turned his head with difficulty and looked at the police comrades in the detention center and asked.
It took a long time for Cao Dashan to know that people were not here to find fault, but Cao Dashan, who was here for what he was doing, didn't understand it, and now the routine played by the young man was no longer suitable for a middle-aged man like him.
"Lao Cao, do you know how many people die in traffic accidents in our city every year?"
After chatting for a while, the fat brother has begun to call him Lao Cao enthusiastically.
Cao Dashan shook his head: "I don't know." ”
"580 people! What do you think is a lot?"
The fat brother put away his hippie smile and asked seriously.
"Shhh
Cao Dashan doesn't care if he has a lot, let alone 580, even 5800 has nothing to do with him, he is purely following Zhou's words.
"How many people do you think you accept to die in traffic accidents each year?"
The fat guy continued, and the machine faithfully recorded all this behind him.
Cao Dashan asked tentatively: "200?"
Seeing that the fat brother was still staring at him expressionlessly, Cao Dashan hurriedly changed his words: "50! I will accept 50 at most!"
"Do you know what it's like for 50 people to stand together? Look over there!"
The fat brother pointed to the square opposite the small playground, and saw a large group of people walking out from a distance through the barbed wire fence, and walked in the direction of the fat brother and the others.
Cao Dashan couldn't take his eyes off it as soon as he saw it for the first time!
Walking in the front is his wife holding the child, next to his parents, as well as his father-in-law, all relatives in the family, his good friends, colleagues, and Fa Xiao are among them!
Cao Dashan's eyes were already red: "That's, that's my wife, and, ......"
"There are 50 people here, and now you tell me, how many people can you accept dying in traffic accidents?"
The fat brother asked again in an accentuated tone.
Cao Dashan could only shake his head desperately, and said in a choked voice: "I can't accept it, I can't accept any of it!"
"Next time you may not be so lucky, one day you hit and killed someone may be someone's father, whose husband, whose child, are you sure you want to continue to indulge yourself!"
Under the fat brother's fierce questioning, Cao Dashan sat on the ground and cried like a little girl who had been bullied, not caring at all that his wife, relatives and friends on the other side of the barbed wire were witnessing his ugliness.
"I don't dare! I don't dare anymore!"
Hearing Cao Dashan's categorical words, the fat brother turned his head and nodded to the cameraman, signaling that it was okay.
The police comrades on the side all gave a thumbs up to the fat brother, and they were about to dry up their saliva on Cao Dashan, but the most annoying thing about this thing was that he had no intention of repenting, and every conversation was extremely perfunctory, but looking at his performance this time, he should really be able to repent and rehabilitate.
After concocting Cao Dashan, and then picking up Jiang Yiming, everyone became more familiar with the road, and after a while, the police in the detention center put Jiang Yiming, who was also crying, back, and heard that he was sobbing on the way back and kept swearing poisonous......
"Thank you so much for your hard work, I won't delay everyone's work anymore, and the finished product will be produced in these two days, and we will see the effect when the time comes." ”
At the door of the detention center, the fat brother folded his hands and thanked the police officers who sent him to the door.
"Where, if you want to thank you, we should thank you, Mr. Zhou, you didn't get any money for our work for nothing!"
One of the leaders laughed.
"I can help everyone beat the side drum at most, it is best to be able to help, if it can really effectively reduce traffic accidents, it is also a thing of great merit!"
After the fat brother was polite to everyone, he took everyone to the car and returned.
When he got home, he got to work, and he planned to edit this "advertisement" himself, firstly, to save communication time, and secondly, to worry that his colleagues in the studio would not be able to accurately express the central idea of the short film.
Han Yuyun knew that he was in a hurry for the past two days, so she was very well-behaved and didn't bother him, and even prepared three meals a day for him properly, which was exactly the appearance of a standard good wife.
In just two days, Miss Han's carefully prepared fifteen-minute cooked steak and raw rice have made the fat brother have the urge to Bigu, and after handing over the finished product, the fat brother took Miss Han, who was a little addicted to cooking, to have a mutton hot pot for the first time, and he almost forgot what the fireworks in the world tasted like.
On the way home in the car, the fat brother received a call from the section chief Han who was docking with him.
"Fat brother, I'm afraid you have to do something about this. ”
On the other end of the phone, Section Chief Han's voice was a little embarrassed.
"What's the matter?
"Don't change it, don't change it, the leader of the short film said it's very good! That's it, we sent it out for more than a day, and there were only a few dozen of them, which was really a bit miserable. ”
The fat brother knew what it meant as soon as he heard it, and he responded with a mouthful: "I'll send one when I go home, and it will be lively tomorrow!"
In the entire entertainment industry, except for Zhou Ran, I'm afraid no one dares to play this package ticket, except for those who spend money on the headlines, of course.
When he got home, the fat brother began to clean up the mess left by Miss Han after cooking in the past two days, no, it should be said that the tragedy was more appropriate, until he was tired and collapsed on the bed, and then he remembered that he had promised someone to send an "advertisement", and he sent it after editing it in a few words, and the last thought before going to bed was that he must find a nanny to come back tomorrow......
Fat brother's Weibo has been updated again!
A Weibo exploded countless late-night immortal cultivators, and after obtaining Cao Dashan's consent, the fat brother directly indicated his identity in the form of subtitles in the short film, as well as his unbearable "past".
"Lao Cao, do you know how many people die in traffic accidents in our city every year?"
The name of the short film is "How Many People Can You Accept", when the screen was still completely black, the fat brother's narration opened the screen, and Cao Dashan, who was dressed in a "prison uniform", coupled with his careless appearance, made netizens feel a little happy inexplicably.
When I saw that Fat Brother reported that there were 580 people who died in traffic accidents every year in just one city, many netizens still felt that 580 was a small number, but when they saw that the fifty people who came out were all Cao Dashan's relatives and friends, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.
Especially when I saw Cao Dashan, who didn't care at the beginning, hugging his head and crying, everyone couldn't say how uncomfortable they were!
Yes, fifty people doesn't seem like much, but even if there is one of their own close relatives among these fifty people, can they still accept this number?