The highway was jammed, forcing Zhu Maolin to open the car window for some fresh air.
The short film shot by the entry-level guy Xiao Lu had already been completed in post-production, and this afternoon, Zhu Maolin was heading to the client's company with two different versions, along with his subordinate Tboy.
Tboy was swiping his phone, suddenly frowning, "Wow, what's wrong with this world?"
"What's up?" Zhu Maolin asked casually.
Tboy then shoved the phone screen in front of Zhu Maolin, "Look, someone just captured the situation at the innermost beach of Riverside Park, it's full of stranded dead fish. The video was posted, and those handling it haven't arrived, but the people picking up fish got there first... Look, here's the scene."
Zhu Maolin glanced at it briefly, losing interest quickly, turning back to focus on when the convoy ahead would clear up.
