Screening room.
The images on the big screen continued to scroll.
It was the morning rush hour and the traffic was very congested on the way to the Ark Laboratory. Lu Hao, who was sitting in the back seat, looked quite annoyed.
"Turn on the alarm lights."
He said indifferently.
Upon hearing this order, the driver in the front row immediately turned on the warning lights without hesitation, the shrill whistle sounded, and the red and blue lights flashed. The car weaved flexibly in the traffic flow, ran red lights when necessary, and blocked spaces when asked, ignoring other vehicles. After turning onto the overpass, it went directly into the emergency lane and sped all the way.
Although this nearly one-minute car racing scene does not have the high-speed racing techniques seen in ordinary American blockbusters, the soul-shaking effect it brings to people is no less.
The tension and excitement of ignoring traffic rules really makes your adrenaline rush.
Again, sorry, having money really means you can do whatever you want.
Got on the elevated road.
Lu Hao received two video calls.
The first call was from a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. He looked like a senior executive of the company, but he appeared extremely nervous and cautious in the video.
"Mr. Lu, I would like to take two days off."
He whispered a little uncomfortably.
Lu Hao looked at him with cold eyes, not even asking the reason: "No."
"Mr. Lu, I really have to take a leave of absence. My wife is about to give birth and is having a difficult labor and bleeding heavily. I have to rush to the hospital immediately."
The man's eyes were red and his voice was a little choked.
Lu Hao stared at him silently for a few seconds. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a cruel smile: "Dead? Isn't it just right to be dead? You can get a new wife."
Hearing this, the man lowered his head, took a deep breath, raised his head again, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Then, I want to resign."
Lu Hao looked at him with contempt, lit a cigarette, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"The first good news today."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
This was followed by a second video call.
"Mr. Lu, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Don't push me. I really don't have any money. All my stocks and properties have been mortgaged. What else do you want from me?"
"I'm at the top floor of your company right now. If you push me any further, I'll have no choice but to jump down from here."
A man who looked extremely disheveled and had a little gray hair was sitting on the roof, begging loudly, with his legs hanging in the air.
"Jump!"
Lu Hao looked at him with a half-smile, as if he was watching a good show. His eyes narrowed with excitement, revealing a look like a hungry wolf.
"Hey? Wait a minute, I'll find someone downstairs to film it. I want to see your head hit the cement, like a watermelon, boom! The feeling of exploding must be amazing."
The man's body was shaking, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He glanced downstairs and saw the hundred-meter-high building, which made him dizzy.
"Lu Hao, you will be punished! Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
His mentality completely collapsed. He cursed and shouted viciously, then spread his arms and fell down like a bird.
Staring intently at the phone screen, he tapped lightly on the workbench between the seats with his knuckles, and waited patiently for a few seconds until he heard a bang and the screen went black.
Lu Hao licked his lips.
"Second good news."
He looked up at the roof of the car, was silent for more than ten seconds, lit a cigarette, turned his head to look out the window, and returned to his cold calmness.
He is very bad.
He is just very bad.
Bad to the core.
The film's images are devoid of any beautification, revealing the cruel, ruthless and ugly face of a capitalist nakedly to all viewers.
Especially Lu Hao's eyes.
The indifference, cruelty, perversion, neurosis and antisocial personality are displayed vividly.
There was even a slight commotion in the screening room.
"What's going on?"
"Mr. Lu is playing the villain this time? Why does he look a little scary to me? Oh my god, that look reminds me of horror movies from my childhood."
"How can it be so scary? It's very handsome, okay? I... I really like this style. Don't you think that this kind of abstinence and coldness, the ability to control the fate of others in a moment's thought, is the highest level of sexiness for a man?"
"Yeah, I agree. But I feel like the story will be whitewashed later. Oh, the ones who died were two unimportant extras. Maybe they were both villains."
"Why do I feel like this is irony? Irony about those capitalists who disregard human life? They don't treat people as human beings? Anyway, when I look at these pictures, I think of my perverted boss."
"Shocked, still shocked, no, look at his acting skills, damn, I've forgotten what roles Lu Hao has played before, I even think he is acting in his true colors now."
"Shh, stop talking and keep watching."
…
The audience murmured among themselves.
There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people, and every audience has his or her own understanding of the plot and characters.
The video continues to play.
The Ark Laboratory is located in a dense forest in the suburbs. From the aerial view, it looks like several mountains connected together, like a nature reserve, and is surrounded by barbed wire.
There are also patrolling security guards, each of them armed with live ammunition, monitoring everything in this private territory at all times.
Lu Hao's car drove in.
The camera moves around to a distant view, showing the entire forest. There are very eye-catching signs at every intersection and in places visible to the naked eye.
——Military restricted area.
After entering, a man in a white coat appeared in the camera. He looked very young, but his hair was messy and his beard was untidy.
He was dealing with a break-in.
A guard reported that they caught a man who broke in last night. He was a farmer from a nearby village. He said that his cat ran away, so he came in to look for the cat.
Now both the man and the cat are captured.
A very cute Chinese rural cat with amber eyes, well-fed, was lying in the guard's arms, lazily basking in the sun, motionless.
As for that man...
He really looked like an old farmer, in his fifties, with extremely rough skin, and a simple, flattering yet fearful smile on his face that was unique to poor people when they saw rich people and officials.
"Boss, this is my cat. I really didn't come here on purpose. I don't want the cat anymore. Please let me out."
The old farmer said awkwardly.
The man in the white coat looked at him quietly without taking his cigarette. After looking at him for a few seconds, he suddenly grabbed a cat and held it up in the sunlight, looking at it over and over again.
After taking a look, he took out a scalpel from the pocket of his white coat.
The sharp scalpel, flashing with cold light, was pressed against the cat's neck, as if it was thinking about how to make the most appropriate cut for the dissection.
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