328: Chapter 211: The Item in the Box, Compensation (Part 3) 328: Chapter 211: The Item in the Box, Compensation (Part 3) Sitting in the empty research lab, Benjamin tapped on the desktop.
But before that, he decided to keep this Brian busy so as to prevent him from continuing to disgust himself.
Just then,
Benjamin’s wristwatch sent out a series of urgent alarms.
Benjamin’s expression darkened.
Silently, he took off his coat.
The next mont,
under the laboratory lights, shadows uncontrollably burst forth from their reflections on the wall, dancing in the void, as if cheering for their own release from confinent…
…
Upon waking up,
Brian got up early to get ready.
He first changed into a slightly flamboyant chest-revealing suit and donned a golden wig with light blue colored contacts.
Then, sounds of bones shifting and colliding clicked and cracked from within his body, and his muscles began to contort and change.
After so adjustnts, a handso man with blonde hair, blue eyes, approximately 1.78 ters tall, and a well-proportioned face appeared in the mirror.
The process was actually not pleasant; it was quite painful.
Human skeletons constantly rub against each other.
The reason one does not normally feel it is that the body continuously secretes a kind of pain-relieving hormone that negates the perception of this frictional pain.
Most animals have a similar structure.
Those addicts, especially the ones on chemical drugs, find it difficult to quit not only because of psychological addiction.
Their bodies lose the function to secrete this hormone due to the influence of the chemicals, which is an important factor.
Imagine.
Whether they move or not, they feel like ants are crawling all over them, accompanied by constant pain, itching…
assorted discomforts.
The only solution is to take another hit, and who could withstand that.
Brian wasn’t confident he could endure such tornt.
His body transformation could cause a similar situation.
Luckily, he could still control the secretion of pheromones in his body, allowing his body to quickly adjust to changes and fine-tune its hormonal secretions to prevent discomfort.
After all that,
Brian grabbed the script and left his apartnt.
When he was leaving, the previous neighbor happened to be smoking on the balcony and witnessed everything.
Seeing this,
he drew a sharp breath.
FK, so that’s why there hadn’t been any won visiting his handso neighbor lately.
It turns out this guy had changed his tastes!
Thinking back to when he had eagerly greeted him the last ti, the neighbor couldn’t help but clench up.
He decided to move!
…
After two consecutive days of busyness,
As a responsible man intent on ensuring the film’s quality, he tirelessly directed the actress’s movents, expressions, and poses.
But the content of this kind of thing is just so much.
A quick shoot generally depends on the male actor’s condition and filming ti, most of it is calculated by the hour.
Editing ti is over ten tis the filming ti.
Brian had plenty of energy.
He had been abstinent for a very long ti.
The actresses and female supporting characters couldn’t make it through, though.
Anyway, after two days, Brian had finally finished his first foray into the industry.
The male lead’s na was Bob.
Well, he had nothing to do with Brian at all, just a friend of his.
The subsequent promotion and disc sales of the film were handled by a specialized company.
Brian was very generous, put forward many demands, and also promised to share the profits with all the cast and crew.
That made everyone work harder and have no issues with his requests.
The leads were both good-looking and well-built, with great presence, and the story was provocative; there was no reason it would flop.
It wasn’t one of those big movies but an action movie that both n and won loved; it’s always a profit, just a matter of how much.
..
Back at the apartnt, Brian was surprised to find that his neighbor was gone.
During the two days he was out, the neighbor had moved.
It was the neighbor who almost went on the show “Daddy Where Are We Going.”
“Hopefully, previous issues were not dealt with properly, and he hasn’t fled,”
Brian felt a little regretful.
The neighbor was a good person, generally did not disturb others, and envied the frequent female company.
He would also give a heads-up about any little changes happening.
With a sigh, the energetic teacher Brian, who hadn’t shown a hint of tiredness after being busy for two days and nights, whistled and started maintenance on his beloved car.
The next day,
He ca to work at the company full of vim and vigor only to see old Hardenn looking at the printouts with a face as dark as if he’d been jilted by an Immortal.
“What’s this?”
Brian asked curiously.
“Annual Performance Review.”
Old Hardenn waved the printout: “Christmas is coming, and the NW Operations Departnt hopes our team will take on more cases to reduce social risks and maintain the image of public security in the greater Los Angeles area.”
“That sounds weird.”
Brian used to mix in at the Forensic Bureau and knew that holidays tend to be hectic for front-line workers.
Old Hardenn shrugged: “Indeed, it’s strange.
The current public order is already bad enough.
This notice seems more like an attempt to dress up a prostitute to look pretty, so outsiders won’t laugh at her status.”
Susan was probably still dealing with the previous three reagents and didn’t co to work today.
But Brian was as busy as a dog.
In just one morning, he had gone out on three field assignnts…
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