After telling Liu Rulan about Director Lin's invitation, Xiao He then told his temporary agent, He Wenming, about it.

He Wenming was somewhat surprised when he heard Xiao He's plan, but then he thought of something and asked Xiao He, "This Director Lin, could he be Lin Jiexiu's son?"

Xiao He nodded: "Yes, many people in the industry should know this news now."

Xiao He's "The Thief Catcher" is already considered an early work, and the director is not as famous as the actors, so even after so long, many people still don't know that Lin Yipeng is Lin Jiexiu's son.

However, Lin Yipeng recently joined Lin Jiexiu's film crew as an assistant director, working alongside Lin Jiexiu on filming. Given his name and his father's, coupled with his young position, it's obvious to anyone with a discerning eye that the two are related by blood.

So now many people in the industry know about this.

"I see, no wonder you went to film 'The Thief 2'."

He Wenming understood instantly.

Once Lin Jiexiu's name is mentioned, he can basically understand why Xiao He would give up a high-priced variety show and turn to filming "The Thief 2".

Is this a regular movie being filmed?

No!

This is a chance to meet another famous director!

If you can become good friends with Director Kobayashi, you'll naturally have more opportunities to get to know Director Ohbayashi in the future!

Ning Jiaqi's "No Bait" made Xiao He a Best Actor winner. If he were to have another Best Actor winner, wouldn't he be crowned a legend in the Chinese entertainment industry?

As expected of Xiao He and Manager Liu, they had planned their network of connections well in advance.

He Wenming imagined a whole bunch of things, then nodded and said to Xiao He, "Don't worry, Teacher Xiao, I will definitely handle this contract for you on behalf of Manager Liu!"

He Wenming then left the room, leaving Xiao He looking puzzled: "What does he know now?"

Is this agent He under too much pressure lately and not in good spirits?

Xiao He sent a message to Liu Rulan with trembling hands: "Sister Liu, please come back soon! If you don't come back soon, we will lose one of our only two top agents!"

Liu Rulan, who was busy and covered in dust: ?

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"Bang—"

The massive explosion unleashed a blinding flame, and just before Lu An was hit, he was precisely protected by the oncoming mechs and tucked into the core cockpit.

The next second, the mech raised its arm to block, and the towering flames instantly engulfed everything in its path.

Having narrowly escaped death, Lu An gasped for breath, still feeling the stinging pain of the flames licking his skin. But he didn't have time to check; instead, he abruptly looked at the monitor in front of him, his voice choked with emotion: "No—"

Just minutes ago, his good brother and teammate sacrificed themselves to destroy that guy's core.

However, Lu An felt no relief that the disaster had passed; instead, he felt unprecedented pain and despair.

When Lu An saw the cyborg slowly emerge from the firelight, his anger reached its peak.

—It turns out that the explosion brought by his brother did not harm the other party in the slightest. It was just that the firelight, which contained special corrosive materials, took away all the last traces of his human characteristics. His original skin was gone, revealing the cold luster of metal.

Standing in the center of the firelight was a complete robot, its entire body covered in mechanical shells and shimmering electronic components. Even its once handsome face was now exposed with a silver-black skin, and its eyes, which had never been bright, had turned into dark red dots, like those of a monitor, eerily watching everything in front of it.

The fire illuminated the metal casing, making it gleam, and also burned Lu An's eyes until they were bloodshot.

Lu An clenched his fist, not expecting that the other party's level of mechanization had reached such a high level!

This level of modification has far exceeded the standards for mechanized human modification in their current era!

What will people think a hundred years from now?