Chapter 110 (1/2)
”The swan is gone?”
Meng Lang clapped the table, glared at the props in front of him, and asked, ”I know how to play cards and poop all day long. Even this kind of important props can be lost. What can I do for you?”
In ancient times, this is a big crime of beheading!
The person in charge of the props group said with a bitter face: ”Mr. Meng, when the cast was disbanded yesterday, we cleaned up the swan and then locked it into the prop box.”
”As a result, it disappeared today...”
The props division took Meng Lang into the storage room. As soon as he entered the door, Meng Lang found the mud footprints on the window.
A thief?
What is this picture!
It's not that Meng Lang belittles himself. The most valuable thing of his crew is the camera. Other things are really worthless.
What's more, there are so many things in the props box, nothing else is lost, only a ”Swan” model is lost.
That makes no sense!
Money may be excluded, from the stolen props, the thief is likely to be dedicated to the ”Swan”.
At the moment of Meng Lang's wild thoughts, producer Wang Kui came over and quietly pulled him to the corner and said a word.
Meng Lang was shocked.
”True or false?”
Wang Kui nodded and said, ”it's true. I've seen him just now.”
”So...”
Meng Lang is in a dilemma.
This matter is really serious, but the thief is a minor, and has realized that he has made a big mistake, and voluntarily returned the stolen ”Swan”.
What should I do?
Under the leadership of Wang Kui, Meng Lang saw the ”thief” who committed the crime. A dirty little boy with a string of snots and red eyes.
The little boy is not old enough to go to primary school nearby. Because Meng Lang in his neckline, saw the ”Xinlong three small” logo.
”Uncle, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have I shouldn't have stolen your things. It's all my fault... ”
As soon as the little boy saw Meng Lang, he immediately apologized and admitted his mistake. His attitude was very sincere.
Meng Lang asked curiously, ”what's your name, little friend?”
”Wang Wang Dahu
”Well! I'll call you tiger
Wang Kui brought a stool. Meng Lang asked the children to sit down first and then asked, ”tiger, do you like the Swan very much?”
The tiger nodded timidly.
Meng Lang, with a serious expression, preached: ”if you like, speak out boldly. I also like the swan. But if you like, you can't rob or steal other people's things, understand? ”
”I I see. ”
Wang Dahu said with red eyes, ”uncle, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen something...”
Touching his head, Meng Lang said: ”we all have something we like, like Uncle, I like a new sports car, but can I steal it? No! I can only make money by moving bricks, and then I can bring them home in a fair way
”But I can't afford it...”
Xiaohu replied with a sad face: ”my father is ill, and my mother is gone. I can't spend money indiscriminately!”
He is a sensible child!
But stealing can't be indulged.
Meng Lang's heart moved, looking at Wang Kui, who was about to doze off, had made a decision.
”Well, tiger, if you steal something from uncle, uncle will punish you! What do you think? ”
”Good...”