Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 138 The Green Train, Detachment 612

"Master Lin, this is my film crew. I have the right to replace an actor who doesn't fit the film's style!"

Qian Xiaogang's answer was irrelevant, but it conveyed the same message: "I'm the director, I can replace whoever I want, and it doesn't matter who comes."

"Remember your current attitude; I hope you can maintain that stance!"

Fatty Lin nudged Qian Xiaogang and said, "Let's go, Crazy. If someone doesn't welcome us, let's not bother trying to be friendly!"

"hehe!"

I also pointed at Qian Xiaogang, but didn't say a word. I just smiled and walked back with Fatty Lin.

"Fatty, what are you planning to do?"

On the way back, I became a little curious.

"How do I do it?"

Fatty Lin scoffed and said, "Qian Xiaogang is the kind of guy who won't learn until he's faced with a fatal mistake. He said this is his film crew, so let him make the decisions!"

Back at the hotel, Fatty Lin took out a purple talisman and drew a Fire Separation Talisman.

After finishing the drawing, he went out and found some broken pieces of wood. He used the broken pieces of wood to make a frame and put the talisman inside.

Having done all that, Fatty Lin smiled and said, "Madman, the Fire Separation Talisman is for career breakthroughs and wealth explosions. Purple belongs to fire in the Five Elements, which can enhance fire luck. I used purple talisman paper to draw the talisman, which is like adding fuel to the fire!"

As he spoke, Fatty Lin shook the wooden frame in his hand, "Add a wooden frame, use the wood to start a fire, and make it even more prosperous!"

"Are you implying that going too far is as bad as not going far enough?"

I asked.

"That's right!"

Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "I'll take the Fire-Breaking Talisman to the item storehouse in a bit. Items are wood-based, so I'll add some more firewood!"

"Fatty, are you trying to scam Qian Xiaogang by combining Nightmare Suppression Technique and Taoist Arts?" I immediately realized what Fatty Lin was up to.

"That's right!" Fatty Lin snorted.

"Don't go too far. It would be a real problem if a fire broke out and someone got burned!" I said.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. The prop warehouse is at the abandoned airport, and there's nobody around!" Fatty Lin said.

"Then you do it, but be careful!" I instructed.

"Don't worry about me!" Fatty Lin patted his chest and said.

Over the next few days, Qian Xiaogang didn't give us the cold shoulder, but he didn't smile either. He still acted like he was in charge of the film crew.

During this time, Brother Yu came once and said a lot of good things about Qian Xiaogang, saying that Qian Xiaogang wasn't targeting the two of us, that he was like that when he was filming, and that we shouldn't be shy.

We appreciated Brother Yu's kindness, but said nothing more.

A few days later, more than half a month had passed since the two of us arrived at the film crew. It was time to leave. When Qian Xiaogang saw us off, he didn't even see us off. He just sent the assistant director, Lao Hong, to buy us tickets.

"Fatty, your tricks weren't working, were they?"

After boarding the train, I became a little curious. More than a week had passed since Fatty Lin finished drawing the talisman until we left, and there had been no further news.

"You're crazy! Don't you think about it? If something happened while we were here, knowing Qian Xiaogang's temper, wouldn't he blame it on us?"

Fatty Lin snorted and said, "That's exactly what I want—for something to happen after we leave!"

"And look at what that bastard Qian Xiaogang did! He actually bought train tickets for the two of us, making us take that old-fashioned green train back to Beijing. Is that something a human being would do?"

Speaking of this, Fatty Lin laughed in exasperation.

I laughed too.

I find it amusing to think about the embarrassed look on the assistant director Lao Hong's face when he saw us off.

Lao Hong worked his way up from production assistant to assistant director. He was the only one among the assistant directors who climbed up from the bottom and the only one without any connections.

That's why he's the one who does things that might offend people, like buying train tickets for my brother and me.

"Fatty, the old green trains are actually pretty good, they're popular!" I said.

"I think it's a good idea too. Let's sit here leisurely and wait for things to go wrong. Let him worry about it!" said Fatty Lin.

Even now, I still can't understand where Qian Xiaogang got such a big temper, and I can't understand who gave him the audacity to take it out on us two brothers, not even giving us the most basic face, and buying us two old green train tickets.

Did the 80 million yuan production budget give him the courage?

"I think it's because his absolute authority on set has given him a false sense of power; he thinks he's in charge!"

Fatty Lin noticed my confusion, poured me a cup of wine, and said, "He won't wake up until he leaves that environment!"

"Then let him wake up slowly!" I think that's a possibility.

After drinking for more than two hours, we bought two sleeper tickets and took a nap.

After waking up, I glanced at my phone and saw several messages from Lao Hong, as well as two missed calls. Specifically, the prop warehouse was on fire.

"Fatty, you're something else! You actually made it catch fire!"

I got up and rummaged through Lin the Fat.

"I knew it!"

Fatty Lin rolled over and said, "Old Hong called me first, but I didn't answer!"

"You madman, just you wait, this is only the beginning. If I don't subdue him this time, I'll change my mind!"

Fatty Lin glanced at his phone and said.

Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang.

I thought he was from the film crew, but it turned out to be Ma Shuai.

"Uncle Ma!"

After answering the call, I greeted them first.

"Thirteen, what are you busy with?" Ma Shuai asked with a smile.

"Not busy, I'm on the train to Beijing!" I said.

"Taking the train? Why are you taking the train?" Ma Shuai asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Uncle Ma, it's not just a train, it's a green train!"

Fatty Lin came over and grinned as he told us about how we helped Qian Xiaogang's film crew with feng shui and held the opening ceremony.

"Our director is really something, he even bought you train tickets!" Ma Shuai laughed after hearing that.

"Uncle Ma, do you have something to say?"

After laughing, I asked.

"There's something I need to take care of!"

Ma Shuai let out a breath and said, "Thirteen, after we went back last time, I treated the old immortal's injuries according to your method, and the improvement was indeed limited. I felt that my merits were insufficient, so I sent someone to search in the old forest and found some clues. I would like to ask you and Xiao Lin to take a look!"

"Uncle Ma, do you mean you found something left behind by the Japanese?" I asked.

"Thirteen, have you heard of the 612th Detachment?"

Ma asked.

"Never heard of it!" I shook my head and asked, "What is it?"

"It's another Japanese unit besides Unit 731 that committed atrocities. I've found some clues about them, but I'm not sure. I'd like to ask you to go and find them!" Marshal Ma said.

If it were anything else, I might consider it, but since Ma Shuai said it was related to the Japanese, and mentioned a 612th Detachment I didn't know about, I definitely have to go.

When it comes to dealing with the Japanese devils, as a Northeasterner, there's not much to say but one word: fight!