Looking at the progress bar that had reached the end and the pause triangle button, Lu Hao turned to look at Chu Wen with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"How about it?"

Chu Wen blushed slightly as she calmly adjusted her clothes. "It's been a while since I've seen such a good animated film. When will it be released?"

"It's not finished yet. He said there's still 20 percent of the footage left to be done. I'm curious, where is this 20 percent?"

With that, Lu Hao stood up and walked out the door.

"Where are you going?"

Chu Wen was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly.

"I'm not coming back to sleep tonight. I'm going to sleep with Jia Yu."

Chu Wen: ...

Pooh!

When new people come, forget the old ones!

"I'm really not coming back!"

She was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Maybe it will take a few hours..." When he reached the door, Lu Hao looked back with a smile.

Chu Wen was speechless.

"How many hours do you have?"

Lu Hao's expression froze for a moment, then he laughed, opened the door and walked out.

It's already one o'clock in the morning.

To be honest, I really couldn't sleep. A good movie has a special magic that can inspire people's desire to talk and create.

Lu Hao felt that the desire in his chest was burning!

I found the hotel front desk, asked for Jia Yu's room number, ordered some food and drinks, and took the elevator straight down to the seventh floor.

Room 703.

Ring the doorbell.

Ding Dong.

Through the heavy wooden door, a series of tapping sounds could be heard from inside. After a moment, the door opened and a burly bodyguard in a suit and tie stood at the door.

Take another look inside...

Another man in a suit pressed Jia Yu down on the bed, man on top of man, forcing the man to be locked up.

Lu Hao: ???

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

I couldn't help but shout.

Although this scene is weird, it is definitely not what you imagine.

Didn’t you see that neither of them took off their clothes?

And the bodyguards are watching here too!

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, loosened his hand that was pinching his neck, and climbed up from the bed with an expressionless face.

Jia Yu had just been strangled by the neck and his face had turned red. Now that he felt relieved, he suddenly burst into a heart-wrenching cough.

"Lu...Director Lu?"

Seeing Lu Hao, the man in the suit's expression gradually changed, from expressionless to muscle twitching, and then to a flattering smile, and he walked towards this side quickly.

There was a hint of confusion and shock in his eyes.

Why is Lu Hao here?

As an angel investor in the film industry, he spent a lot of effort to get an invitation to this press conference. He originally wanted to make his presence known and see if he could get in touch with Lu Hao.

There were too many people at the banquet and Lu Hao couldn't be found at all. There was no choice but to stay for another day.

But I didn’t expect to meet Lu Hao here!

"What are you two doing?"

Lu Hao asked calmly, expressionless.

Jia Yu coughed more than ten times and then climbed out of bed.

"Director Lu, this is my former investor, Mr. Zhao. He...he's fine. We were just joking."

Jia Yu spoke hesitantly, looking rather unnatural. His eyes were red, and there were several slap marks on his face that had not yet disappeared. They were swollen and looked like he had been stung by a swarm of bees.

Obviously, he was hit hard.

"Yes...ha, it was just a joke..."

Mr. Zhao smiled and spoke cautiously.

"Are you kidding?"

"What are you playing?"

"A slap?"

"Shall we play too?"

Lu Hao narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face, but it was impossible to tell whether he was joking or really angry.

Both of them were stunned.

Jia Yu lowered his head, looking like a primary school student who had made a mistake and was punished by the teacher to stand in the corner, and he looked quite helpless.

The muscles at the corners of Mr. Zhao's eyes trembled, and his smile became even brighter.

"Director Lu, you're joking, you're joking..."

Bang!

As he spoke, Lu Hao slapped him hard in the face.

Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The bodyguard next to him was stunned, then came to his senses and strode forward angrily, only to be yelled at by the boss.

"Don't do it!"

After shouting, the smile on Mr. Zhao's face completely disappeared. He touched his face, grimaced, and sucked in a breath of cold air, but he dared not say anything.

He knew it very well in his heart.

I'm in trouble.

If Lu Hao was an ordinary director, he would have punched him without saying a word.

The director is shit!

He has beaten up at least seven or eight directors, if not ten.

But Lu Hao is not only a director, but also the boss of DreamWorks, with a net worth of at least 3 billion, not to mention, there are rumors that he is the second generation of a wealthy family.

Those who bully the weak must be afraid of the strong.

Lu Hao, it’s too hard.

“How much money did he invest in you?”

Lu Hao turned to look at Jia Yu and asked casually.

Jia Yu's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Two...two million."

"How many times did you slap him?"

Looking at Jia Yu's swollen face, Lu Hao turned to look at Mr. Zhao, the man in a suit, and asked with a smile.

Mr. Zhao: ...

A shiver.

How many slaps did you give?

He couldn't even count how many times he had fanned himself so wildly just now.

"Mr. Lu, it's my fault. It's my fault. I... I don't want the two million. Let's write this off. Is that okay?"

Gritting his teeth, Mr. Zhao, the man in a suit, asked tentatively.

Who would have thought that Jia Yu would know Lu Hao?

And the relationship seems to be pretty good?

Lu Hao actually stood up for him!

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