"My friend is named Duan Zhiqing, who graduated from the Director Department of the Shanghai Film Academy. This is a real top student and professional. It is different from the young man who has become a monk halfway through and dreams of a star. He often assisted some well-known directors in filming TV series and movies before graduation. Last year, he officially established his own studio. I heard that in the entertainment industry, although he is still a new star, he is very popular! I have called him just now. Don't embarrass me when you go this time."

It only takes more than an hour to get from Hangzhou to Magic City. Before ten o'clock, Mu Zijin returned her rented rental house in Hangzhou. At twelve o'clock, she was already standing in the most prosperous area in the center of Magic City - Luoteng Building.

Mu Zijin followed the address on his business card and dragged his luggage all the way to search and ask.

"Hello, I would like to ask, where should Fuyuan Building go?" Mu Zijin grabbed a passerby and asked.

The passerby shook his head with a confused look on his face, "Fuyuan Building? I haven't heard of it."

"Oh, sorry, I'm disturbing." Although Mu Zijin felt that a city was so big, it was impossible for everyone to know that a building would be in Nǎ, after asking more than a dozen people in a row, and even the taxi didn't know that the location was in Nǎ, Mu Zijin finally began to doubt the authenticity of this business card.

"Hey, are you going to Fuyuan Building?" Just as Mu Zijin was about to call Lin Youwei to ask, the voice of a middle-aged man came from behind.

Mu Zijin turned around happily when she heard this, "Yes, do you know how to go..."

After seeing the person clearly, Mu Zijin's joy suddenly solidified on her face.

The man in front of him was tall, but his hair was messy and his beard was sloppy. He was wearing a washed-out Zhongshan suit, and rode a buzzing motorcycle. He posed for Mu Zijin and said, "Get on the bus, I'll take you there."

Mu Zijin subconsciously took two steps back, hugged the bag in his hand tightly, and shook his head like a rattle, "No need, thank you, I'm not going to go."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The man was not in a hurry, lit a cigarette in place, took a deep breath, and when he vomited it out, the smoke was shrouded in his mouth, and he said slowly: "Don't blame uncle, I didn't remind you, except me and the person on your business card, there is no third person who knows how Fuyuan Building has left."

This sentence made Mu Zijin stop. She didn't believe what the man said, but it is certain that Fuyuan Building must be located in a remote place and not many people know about it, let alone that Mu Zijin would encounter it by coincidence.

Mu Zijin thought for a while, gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards the man, and apologized with a smile: "Uncle, I'm sorry just now!"

Not to mention the man who is smiling, not to mention that the man didn't take what happened just now. If he wanted to be this girl, his approach would definitely be more amazing than this girl. Who made him look so depressed now!

"It's okay, get in the car! But we have to agree in advance and deliver it to the destination for 100 yuan! I won't do it if it's missing!" The man stretched out his hand and gestured.

Mu Zijin smiled brightly, "Don't worry! Uncle, just send me to the destination, and the money will definitely not be missing!" Being willing to collect money is definitely better than being attentive for nothing, and he put some of his heart in the air.

"Okay! Girl, you have to sit down! Let's go!"

"ah!!"

The screams were accompanied by the roar of motorcycles, which sounded over the streets of the Magic City, causing passers-by to look back frequently, but most of the faces were disdainful and bored.

The motorcycle drove very quickly, and Mu Zijin couldn't open her eyes because the wind blew. She just lowered her head to avoid it, but she felt the motorcycle stop with a "squeak".

"Girl, I'm here!"

"What, it's here?" Mu Zijin opened his eyes wide in surprise, "How far has it been!"

Mu Zijin got out of the car and looked around. Isn’t this the back of the Luoteng Building? The houses here are old, the environment is dirty, and from time to time, a few young people dressed in weird clothes pass by. What cousin Lin Youwei said is very popular. The studio run by a talented young director who often works with major well-known directors is in such a dirty, broken and messy place?

The uncle reached out his hand to pretend to be a model and looked at the time, "Well. No more, no less, just right, five minutes!"

Mu Zijin really wanted to have a sweet throat at this moment, and blood sprayed on the other person's face, "Uncle, you can't fool people like this! This is obviously the old house area, what kind of Fuyuan Building is in Nǎ! Don't think that I'm the first time I'm here in the Demon City, so I'm bullying me!"

"Who said I lied to you? I muttered, isn't the sign hanging there?" The uncle said nodded to the door.

Mu Zijin looked over and saw a wooden sign standing in the garbage pile with flies and mosquitoes flying together at the gate of one of the old houses, with four big words "Fuyuan Building" written in a black water pen.

Mu Zijin trembled his hands, pointed at the sign in disbelief, and asked, "Is this the Fuyuan Building?"

The uncle nodded affirmatively, and Mu Zijin seemed to hear a string that was always tense in his heart breaking with a "bang".

After sending the uncle away for 100 yuan, Mu Zijin stood at the door in amazement for half an hour. Finally, she decided to go in and take a look. She didn't cry until she saw the coffin. This is the true portrayal of her at this moment.

Entering the gate of the old house, there is only one small building, which is much purer than other places around it, but it also has less popularity. The first thing that catches your eye is the sign "Yaming Film and Television Production Studio" hanging at the entrance of the small building and shaking when the wind blows, which is covered with dust.

Mu Zijin's heart suddenly became cold. At night, she could be used as a haunted house to shoot ghost movies on site, okay?

However, since I have arrived at the place, I should take a look first. After all, I am not familiar with the place here and I can’t find a second person to join me. Maybe there is another world inside?

Mu Zijin held small hope and knocked on the old wooden door, "Tu tuk tuk".

There was silence around and there was no reaction inside. Mu Zijin couldn't help but take a few steps back in confusion, looked up at the sign and looked down at the business card. It was indeed true that this was true.

After confirming, Mu Zijin walked to the door again, reached out to knock on the door, "Tu tuk tuk".

Still no response.

Half an hour ago, Lin Youwei called and said that Duan Zhiqing would not go out today. Since he had not found the wrong place and was there, he was deliberately not opening the door?

A hint of anger surged in my heart. If I don’t like her, I can just say, “What’s wrong with giving people a rejection? She is his friend’s sister at least, so she should look at Buddha’s face if she doesn’t look at monks!

Mu Zijin's stubborn temper broke out and stood outside the door and knocked for more than half an hour.

"Duan Zhiqing! I know you are inside! I am Lin Youwei's sister. My brother called you just now and said you are here! If you don't like me, I can just say it! What's the point of hiding inside?" Mu Zijin was furious and shouted loudly, "Duan Zhiqing! Duan Zhiqing!"
Chapter completed!