Chapter 280

Chapter 280

Neither of the two men could stay here for long.

One had a sensitive identity. The other was simply kept on a very tight leash by his personal doctor.

Being allowed to slip out for a couple of cups of tea was already a considerable indulgence.

Time passed, and the sun slowly rose in the east.

Qingqing got up early only to suffer an insult from Meng Chuan.

An affront to her dignity, of course. Nothing physical.

After all, the chief secretary had a girlfriend of his own.

An hour earlier, Meng Chuan had already secured the delusional young hero and the lucky star.

Next came the female lead.

After some thought, he had decided to give the role to Qingqing.

A heroine who could fight would be more appealing than a mere pretty face.

“Qingqing, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

“What is it?”

“I’m at the café downstairs from your place. Come down and we’ll talk.”

“Okay!”

Without even putting on makeup, Qingqing threw on some clothes and headed downstairs.

Given her current condition, makeup wouldn’t make much difference anyway.

She was already black enough to shine.

She entered the café, puzzled, only to hear Meng Chuan’s equally bewildered voice.

“Holy shit, what the fuck happened to you?”

The normally refined chief secretary had actually jumped at the sight of her.

A shadow passed over Qingqing’s darkened face at the insulting words.

Even with all the cosmetics she had used, it would take at least half a month to clear every trace of the dark pigment from her skin.

She sighed quietly at the thought of facing people like this for the next two weeks.

Meng Chuan was only surprised by her appearance. It wouldn’t affect his plan much.

“Never mind. We can lighten your skin in post-production.”

Qingqing stared at him.

Well, excuse her for being dark!

Had he called her out first thing in the morning just to insult her?

“I wanted to ask whether you’d be interested in making a movie.”

“Huh?”

Qingqing was completely bewildered.

A movie?

“I don’t know how!”

Most of the time, once Qingqing started down the road of screwing people over, there was no turning back.

Sometimes she even dragged herself into the mess.

But she did have some self-awareness.

“You don’t need to. All you have to do is play a longer round of Werewolf.”

Qingqing immediately understood what he meant.

Naturally, she hadn’t missed that Werewolf video.

Compared with the round she had played, Insect Academy had been a master class.

Put those people into a longer Werewolf scenario, and the result would have to be exciting.

“I’m in!”

Meng Chuan nodded. “Good. None of you will get a script this time. Just give it your best.”

“Will it be in theaters?”

“The first film will be released online. If the response is good, the second will get a theatrical release.”

“Got it!”

Meng Chuan checked the time. “I have to go. Someone will discuss the contract with you later.”

He had secured all three leads in one morning. The rest was no longer his concern.

They all worked for Boss Zhang anyway. Apart from the conferences that required his personal attendance, couldn’t he hand everything else to the secretarial office he had set up?

Why else had he hired all those people? To fund their retirement?

Back at the Amusement Park, Zhang Bei pushed open the gates to begin another day’s business.

Today’s visitors, however, left him momentarily speechless.

He knew the man at the front. Very well, in fact.

Ever since he was five, he had seen this old man almost every year.

Yang Liangcai, an attending physician at Third Hospital.

Who would have thought he still hadn’t retired after all these years?

“Zhang Bei! You’ve grown so tall in the blink of an eye!”

“And you’re still going strong at your age!”

“Oh, stop telling such obvious truths!”

Zhang Bei glanced at the group behind him, none of whom looked quite right.

“Taking your patients on an outing?”

“Something like that. Chi Fu said your place works wonders as treatment, so I brought a few people to try it.”

Zhang Bei silently gave Chi Fu a thumbs-up.

At least twenty percent of his Amusement Park’s current visitors were here thanks to that man’s efforts.

If he hadn’t opened the floodgates with the submariners, where would all these people being forced to visit have come from?

Zhang Bei looked at the smiling Yang Liangcai and quietly stepped aside.

People said the director of a psychiatric hospital was its craziest inmate.

As far as Zhang Bei was concerned, the attending physicians weren’t much better.

Take Yang Liangcai. Everyone he looked at seemed ill to him.

At the very least, ever since examining Zhang Bei at ten, the old man had kept insisting he had antisocial tendencies.

If his father hadn’t stood firm, he would have been committed long ago.

A group of psychiatric patients headed toward the Giant Swing under the guidance of another suspected psychiatric case.

According to Chi Fu’s statistics, a combination of the Giant Swing followed by the Ejection Chair produced the best treatment results for mild and moderate cases.

Yang Liangcai glanced at the queue, then turned to a girl behind him.

“Yang Xuan, go on with the others. Have fun.”

The girl nodded mechanically and joined the long line.

She was the most severely ill of today’s group.

But her condition wasn’t depression. It was Tongxin Syndrome.

Its outward symptoms were almost identical to depression, but in reality the two were very different.

Most people with depression were indifferent to the world.

Those with Tongxin Syndrome, however, wanted to escape. Even death counted as a way out.

The syndrome had many possible triggers, the chief one being guilt.

Yang Xuan was also a major reason Yang Liangcai had yet to retire.

When he first treated her, he had mistaken her condition for depression. His misdiagnosis had nearly killed her.

In his efforts to cure her, he had exhausted practically every method available.

But cases of Tongxin Syndrome were rare worldwide.

Even medications for it were pitifully few.

Fear in her eyes, Yang Xuan sat down on the Giant Swing.

She let the attendant put the protective suit on her.

Zhang Bei sat in a chair nearby, eating peanuts and holding Zhongwu’s increasingly plump body.

Perhaps there was something about the Amusement Park’s feng shui.

First Li Yang, then Digua, and now Zhongwu.

They all kept getting plumper, steadily expanding sideways.

Before long, the Giant Swing filled up. Music began to play, and the first ride of the day started.

Several medical students kept their eyes fixed on their tablets.

They didn’t dare relax for a moment.

It was their first day here on placements arranged by their medical school. Leaving everything else aside, the medication-administering technique they had learned that morning was already beyond anything they had imagined.

Better still, the Amusement Park had two experts they could consult at any time.

Chinese or Western medicine, every question got an answer.

And unconscious visitors weren’t going to object to a few routine examinations.

They wouldn’t get opportunities this good even in a hospital!

As they scrolled through the heart-rate readings, Zhang Bei’s voice suddenly reached their ears.

“Since you’re all here, you might as well try a round.”