After Zhang Damao vented his anger for a while, while he was sulking, they took advantage of the situation.
Bai Huaqing smiled wryly and looked up to speak.
"Director Zhang, is this arrogant, ignorant, and conceited person really worth your life? Do you know that the price I offered you is top-notch even in Hong Kong? If you work with us, I will not only support all the films you choose, but also give you maximum support, both in terms of funding and the cast. Xiao Weiguo can't compare to that."
After hearing his words, Zhang Damao was not moved at all; instead, he calmed down and frowned.
"Get out. I, Zhang Damao, am grateful for your kindness. Chairman Xiao has been kind to me, and no matter what, I will never betray him."
As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed Bai Huaqing's arm, and pushed him outward forcefully.
Bai Huaqing's body was much stronger than that of a scholar.
Instead of being pushed by him, she pressed Zhang Da down onto the sofa.
Zhang Damao tried to struggle, but he was held down firmly and couldn't move an inch.
"Director Zhang, are you really that naive? Xiao Weiguo is just a businessman; all he cares about is money. If you can't make him that much money, why would he hire you? You better remember this: businessmen only care about profit. What nonsense about gratitude for being recognized and valued is just an exchange of interests. You're the kind of idiot who believes that."
Zhang Damao struggled frantically while cursing.
"Get out! Get out of here! Chairman Xiao is not the kind of person you describe, absolutely not."
Bai Huaqing stared directly into Zhang Damao's eyes and said with a sneer.
"Hmph, you know better than I whether he's that kind of person or not. You just don't want to admit it. I'm asking you, you worked so hard for him, and what did he do for you? How much money did he give you?"
"As far as I know, you don't even have a place that truly belongs to you in Shang County. Your parents and wife are in a remote mountain valley, living like primitive people. Are you willing to live like this for the rest of your life?"
"you......"
As if struck by his words, Zhang Damao was slightly taken aback.
"I... am not what you think at all. Get out, get out right now, I don't want to see you."
After a moment of silence, Zhang Damao erupted again, roaring loudly for Bai Huaqing to get out.
This time, Bai Huaqing did not continue to control his body, but released his grip and took two steps back.
A smug smile appeared on his face.
“I know what you’re thinking better than you do. You’re just too proud to make a choice, right? It doesn’t matter. I’ll give you two more days to think it over. You’re smart enough to figure it out.”
Bai Huaqing had already sensed Zhang Damao's wavering from his brief silence. Just as he had said, he felt that Zhang Damao had been persuaded, but was simply too proud to make a decision in the short term. This was the best course of action; forcing him was not an option. Giving him time to consider was the best course of action.
After straightening his sharp suit, Bai Huaqing opened the door, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out.
"I'll come again tomorrow, and I hope you'll give me an answer I like then."
After saying that, he swaggered up to the third floor and returned to his room.
Zhang Damao watched him leave with a gloomy face until he disappeared. Only then did he go upstairs and close the door.
He turned around, a look of disdain on his face.
You idiot, you know better than I do what I'm thinking. Has no one told you that directors can not only direct, but also act?
Back in his room, Bai Huaqing carefully recalled Zhang Damao's behavior. He felt that what he had said earlier was correct; Zhang Damao had definitely wavered. He just couldn't come to his senses yet. Given time to think things through, he would definitely side with him. Bai Huaqing was very certain of this.
Bai Huaqing stood up, locked the door, and picked up the phone in the room.
After dialing a string of numbers, he said something into the phone.
"Call 95XXXX, only once, remember, only once."
Then, he hung up the phone, returned to the living room with a sense of ease, picked up the wine on the table, poured himself a large glass, and drank it down.
Hmph, keep accounts? Keep your mother's head a secret.
In a small hotel far from Zhang Damao's hometown, Yaji was resting on his bed, plotting his next move.
The pager beeped, and he sat up abruptly.
I held the pager in my hand and waited for a long time, but it only rang once and then stopped.
Should the operation be temporarily cancelled?
This was the signal that was set before we went out.
Call out once, then pause the operation.
Call twice, then call back.
Repeat this three times, then take immediate action.
In this small county town, mobile phone signal service is not yet available, making it very inconvenient to contact each other. We have no choice but to use this rather cumbersome method to transmit information.
Why has it been paused again? Has Zhang Damao made some breakthrough?
Yagi pondered.
Meanwhile, Jiao Bai, Hu Haidong, and several police officers were already on their way.
Although it was agreed that Jiao Bai would lead the team, given his lack of experience in this area, the command of the team fell into the hands of Hu Haidong.
Hu Haidong has worked in criminal investigation for over a decade, so this arrangement is undoubtedly correct.
Zhang Damao's acting bought them a day; when they arrived, Yaji had not yet taken any action.
But they didn't know that Yaji was staying in a shabby hotel in the small town.
They found the town's police station, showed their identification, explained their purpose, and left their car at the town's police station.
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