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Chapter 845

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Due to the completion of filming, the wooden planks on the pontoon bridges had been removed. Now, all that was left were the shocking stone blocks. They were like the mocking jaws of a monster, staring at the people by the lake.

There was also the sand that had been dug out, piled up on the side of the Heavenly Lake. The stones that had accidentally slipped into the lake had turned the originally clear water yellow.

Is this still the Tianchi Pond? Is this still the source of romantic love among the ethnic minorities in Yunnan? Was this something that a person who lived on this land could do?

Although it had nothing to do with Qin Guan, he couldn't turn a blind eye to his indignation. As a Chinese man, he couldn't ignore it.

The man who had never lost his composure broke free from Jang Wen's grip and walked to the two people who were still in a stalemate.

"May I ask what the agreement between the Yunnan government, the Tourism Bureau, and the crew was?"

The man turned to Qin Guan with a blank face.

"We thought they were just going to film. Our village committee wanted to come with us, and our comrades from the Tourism Bureau wanted to supervise us."

'But their producer swore that they would only shoot the corresponding scenes. They are a big production, and the news inside and the photos of the crew can't be leaked.'

"They said that they wanted to seal the whole place and forbid us from following them."

"Later, they signed an agreement to maintain the original appearance of the famous scenic spots in Dali. They even gave us a deposit and said that if there was any damage, the local village committee and the Tourism Bureau would pay for the repair and restoration."

"But when they finished filming, no one came to inform us."

"If it weren't for the kids on our side who found out that their cars were driving away one by one, we would still be in the dark."

"At that time, we felt that something was wrong. If they had finished filming, they would have informed us. After all, this is one of the two scenic spots in Yunnan."

"Recently, many tourists have become familiar with this place and come here because of its reputation."

"The villages around us rely on the beautiful environment to attract tourists."

"What is this situation? What should we do? We don't have to make money, but our homes have been destroyed! "

At this point, the man was filled with regret. He held his head and squatted down, sobbing sadly and choking with sobs.

Even Jiang Wen, who was thinking too much, stopped trying to stop Qin Guan. He withdrew his arm.

The logistics staff of Everlasting's production team saw the man crying so miserably. As someone with a conscience, he didn't feel good about it either.

He had no time to care about the consequences. He just reminded the villagers out of kindness.

"The last of our people are still in the town. I wonder if Sister Chen is still there. "

'Given the current situation, it's basically impossible to restore the original appearance in a short period of time. Why don't you ask for a little more money? At least you can find more people to help when you manually modify the environment.'

The man bowed to Qin Guan and the staff and ran down the mountainside as fast as he could.

Qin Guan sighed and asked the man, "Did all the actors leave after the shooting? Weren't you guys supposed to be the scapegoats? "

The man was, after all, a part of the movie. He defended himself and the others. "They didn't leave early. They went down the mountain for a long time. Hey, why do you care so much? Which part are you from? "

Qin Guan didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at the Tianchi Lake, which looked like it had been bitten by a dog.

Jiang Wen patted Qin Guan on the shoulder and comforted him. "It's okay. Fortunately, we went to Hani Village. It's not like here. I'm a kind-hearted director."

Kong Wei, who was at the side, couldn't bear to see the two men grieving for the autumn moon. She couldn't bear to see such a beautiful thing being ruined like this. Anyway, the original intention of rushing over was no longer there. Everyone might as well hurry down the mountain, find their mothers, and return home.

"Hey, don't be so sour, okay? Let's hurry up. Maybe we can find a comfortable place to stay in the town before nightfall. "

"Besides, we might even be able to see the end of this incident. Sigh, Philanthropist Qin, aren't you very concerned about the environment? Why don't we go and have a look? "

"Let's go!"

Qin Guan and Jang Wen spoke at the same time in a resolute tone.

The group of crew members rubbed their palms together and headed towards the small town that Wuji's logistics team had been talking about before.

It was a night in a small town, unlike the bars in Dali's Sleepless City. When night fell, it was quiet. There were only a few flashing yellow light bulbs, indicating that the shops were open for business.

The small hotel in the middle of the town had received the last group of guests. Qin Guan and the others met some acquaintances in the hotel.

At this moment, the red-faced burly man was sitting in front of a table in a small hotel with a blank expression on his face. He was holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand and staring blankly.

Qin Guan had taken off his mask and was sitting next to the man.

"How did it go? Did you find the person in charge? "

'I'm a step too late. I don't know if they've received the news. A few minutes before I came here, they all left.'

"The rest of the people in the hotel told us to contact the local tourism bureau. They said that they had already received the compensation."

"But I just finished the phone call. The comrade in charge of this project didn't receive any news of their evacuation at all."

That meant that both sides had given them false information to help them escape.

When the crew returned to the capital and disbanded, there was no one to blame even for the people who came from all over the country.

As for the director of the film, he could push the blame onto his subordinates, and the company at the top could pretend to be innocent and ignorant.

This was the working style of a big production crew. This was the so-called art producer of a movie.

Qin Guan got even angrier, but the angrier he got, the calmer he became. He patted the man's shoulder, intending to help him out of kindness.

"Do you still have the original contract you signed? We will stay here today and tomorrow. If you don't mind, I know some lawyer friends. Let's go through the government and the law. "

"Besides, China is developing vigorously now. We are no longer unscrupulous about environmental damage. I think the whole country should know about the tragedy of Yunnan Tianchi."

"We should let them know that an unconscious human action can bring disaster to nature. As public figures, what kind of burden do we have to bear? "

"If they can't even do this, what's the point of talking about big directors and big stars? The halos they wear on their heads are all for nothing."

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