Jiang Mo couldn't help but turn his head and smile again, then he resumed his serious demeanor.
"Director Zhang, hello."
"Yes, Jiang Mo, how is your arm injury recovering?"
Jiang Mo moved his arm, "Director Zhang, don't worry, it's already fine."
"That's good, you're recovering quickly. You have good physical fitness."
Director Zhang looked pleased and patted Jiang Mo on the shoulder.
"It's alright, I exercise every day."
Director Zhang turned his head and asked, "Jinghui, why haven't you taken off that equipment yet? You don't have any mummy scenes."
Jiang Mo couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth from rising; he was about to laugh like crazy.
Even Director Zhang thought it was equipment.
"Director Zhang, you've misunderstood, this isn't Young Master Luo's equipment."
Director Zhang asked doubtfully, "Then what is it?"
Jiang Mo coughed a few times, "Young Master Luo must have offended someone. He's been beaten up several times and is now in a cast."
Director Zhang suddenly understood and sized up the person in front of him.
"Jinghui, you're injured? You've suffered such a serious injury that you need a cast and are wrapped up like this? Then how are you going to film?"
"Director Zhang, I'm fine, I can do it, I can totally do it."
Luo Jinghui prepared to stand up, but a pain shot through his leg, and he sat back down.
"How about this, we'll just change actors directly. With your injury, who knows how long it will take to recover. You also know that the film crew spends a lot of money every day, and we don't have time to waste."
"Director Zhang, I…"
Before Luo Jinghui could speak, Jiang Mo interrupted him.
"Director Zhang, I think Young Master Luo has a great work ethic. He's even come to film with such a serious injury. Why don't you give him a chance and let him do a costume fitting first?"
Luo Jinghui glared at Jiang Mo. Why would this person help him speak? What was his purpose!
"Alright, since that's the case, let's try it first. Can you do it, Jinghui?"
Luo Jinghui stood up with difficulty, "Director Zhang, of course, I can! I can sacrifice everything for work!"
"Good, then I'll give you this chance. Don't disappoint me."
After Director Zhang left, Luo Jinghui plopped down on the soft chair, glaring at Jiang Mo.
"Speak, what is your purpose? Why did you help me speak?"
Jiang Mo shrugged, smiling innocently, "Of course, it's because we're colleagues. Isn't it right to help you speak?"
"Jiang Mo, do you think I'll believe you? You're so kind? What is your purpose?!"
Jiang Mo looked sincere, "I really don't have any other purpose. I just want to film 'Qiankun' well. Young Master Luo, go get your makeup done quickly, don't waste time."
Luo Jinghui was skeptical. He felt that Jiang Mo would never be so kind.
He only realized how painful it was during the makeup fitting. The injuries on his face couldn't be completely covered, and the purplish marks couldn't be hidden.
"Can you guys be gentler when applying makeup? It hurts!"
"Young Master Luo, you have too many injuries on your face. We need to cover them all up for you, so it may take a little longer."
It could be considered revenge for that sword strike.
Luo Jinghui: "Jiang Mo, what are you laughing at? My injuries will recover in a few days!"
Jiang Mo suppressed the smile on his face and nodded seriously, "Young Master Luo is right, the injuries on your face don't affect your handsomeness at all. I think there's no difference from before."
Luo Jinghui touched his face, the pain almost making him cry out. Looking at himself in the mirror, his face was swollen like a pig's head.
Was there really no difference from before? Why did he think there was a big difference?
Was Jiang Mo lying to him again? This Jiang Mo didn't have a single truthful word in his mouth.
As the two were talking, Director Zhang came in, and the staff next to him said,
"Director Zhang, we've tried our best to cover up the injuries on Young Master Luo's face, but it's still not working very well. Take a look at the effect."
Director Zhang looked at the pig's head in the mirror and shook his head repeatedly.
"Definitely not, this looks like it's swollen from being beaten up on camera."
Luo Jinghui immediately said, "Director Zhang, you can use special effects. My face might get better in a couple of days."
"Forget it, let's change people. Jinghui, you should rest well in the hospital. Your face is indeed not suitable for the camera."
Luo Jinghui leaned back in his seat, the pain almost bringing him to tears. He had spent so much effort on the makeup fitting, and now they were telling him it wouldn't work?!
It would have been better to tell him it wouldn't work from the beginning. He wouldn't have had to put in so much effort and suffer so much.
No, it was Jiang Mo!
Jiang Mo definitely didn't have good intentions!
Luo Jinghui raised his head and asked, "Jiang Mo, you knew the result all along, so you did it on purpose, deliberately making me come here for a makeup fitting, deliberately tormenting me, right?"
"I just wanted to help you, I didn't expect you to think of me that way. Then forget it."
Luo Jinghui gritted his teeth in anger, "Help me? I was wondering why you were so kind. Jiang Mo, so that's what you were planning."
Jiang Mo wore an innocent face, "I didn't, I just wanted to help you, don't judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's mind."
"Gentleman? A villain like you dares to call himself a gentleman."
Luo Jinghui trembled with anger. He had been careless for a moment and fallen for Jiang Mo's trick!
"Yes, I'm an upright person, unlike some people who play tricks behind people's backs and deliberately slander me online. This kind of person is really disgusting, don't you think? Young Master Luo?" Jiang Mo asked deliberately.
Luo Jinghui lowered his eyes guiltily, his fingers gradually tightening.
Did Jiang Mo know something?
Impossible, what his father did was flawless, Jiang Mo could never know.
"Yes… yes, I also saw what happened a few days ago. Jiang Mo, as the saying goes, there's no smoke without fire. Maybe you really did something."
Jiang Mo's voice was low, "Someone deliberately framed and slandered me, only daring to do sneaky things in the dark, unable to show their face in public. Maybe they're just jealous of me, don't you think, Young Master Luo?" Jiang Mo deliberately asked.
Luo Jinghui was extremely guilty and didn't dare to look Jiang Mo in the eye.
"Yes, yes, right."
Jiang Mo added, "I don't think this person is Young Master Luo."
Luo Jinghui suddenly raised his head, "That's right, how could I do those things?"
"So, who does Young Master Luo think it is? Who wants to deliberately frame me?" Jiang Mo asked knowingly.
Luo Jinghui's eyes darted around, "It should be Young Master Fu, after all, the two of you have always been at odds. Last time you overshadowed him, and he's been holding a grudge against you. Maybe he did it this time."
He was so smart, directly putting the blame on Fu Jinzhou. Anyway, the Fu family was wealthy and powerful, and Jiang Mo couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only swallow his anger.
"Is that so?"
Jiang Mo chuckled in his heart.
This Luo Jinghui was quite clever, trying to make him and Fu Jinzhou fight each other and then reap the benefits.
However, this matter had developed so quickly, Fu Jinzhou must have had a hand in it.
