flstandardbreds Chapter 118 The Tycoon: Host, I'll check the surveillance footage for you.
Chapter 118 The Tycoon: Host, I'll check the surveillance footage for you.
Yang Zhiyang was stunned.
Why isn't He Fan playing by the rules?
She did sign a contract with the production team, didn't she?
Besides, she has a huge fan base. After the official announcement, would they dare to kick her out? They just told her to leave?
He Fan lost patience when he saw that she didn't speak.
"If you want to stay, then focus on filming. If you can't adapt, you can leave directly."
"Just remember to pay the penalty for breach of contract when the time comes."
Yang Zhiyang was speechless, staring at He Fan in disbelief.
He Fan stood up from the sofa, walked to Yang Zhiyang, and reached out to tuck a tuft of hair from Yang Zhiyang's forehead behind her ear.
She leaned forward and spoke in a voice only she and Yang Zhiyang could hear:
"If you keep pulling these underhanded tricks behind my back, I'll tell you to pack your things and get out."
After saying that, He Fan gently patted Yang Zhiyang's shoulder and gave a contemptuous smile.
"Then you should get some rest."
She then took Wu You and left her house.
As Wu You left, he gave a faint, almost imperceptible snort and slammed the door shut.
He Fan: Go back and lie down quickly, I'm so tired, I need to sleep!
......
After He Fan left, Yang Zhiyang sat absentmindedly on the sofa.
The assistant stood by, not daring to speak, and casually stuffed his phone into his pocket.
About five minutes later, Yang Zhiyang, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly burst into laughter.
What followed was a violent storm of destruction.
"what?"
Who does she think she is?
"He's just a newcomer, how dare he treat me like this! How dare he treat me like this!"
The assistant was trembling with fear; she couldn't make a sound in this situation.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be the floor that gets hit, but her.
"Heh, you've only invested in one TV series, yet you're so arrogant."
"You bitch! You bitch! Sooner or later I'll trample you under my feet."
"Damn it, He Fan, you deserve to die..."
Once Yang Zhiyang calmed down, the assistant shakily got up to clean up the broken pieces on the floor.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Zhiyang saw his assistant walking up, he kicked him.
The assistant was caught off guard by her sudden outburst.
He lost his balance and fell onto the shards of glass and porcelain scattered on the ground.
"what!!!"
The assistant exclaimed in surprise.
It hurts, her wrist hurts so much.
The porcelain shard was sharp and pierced straight into her wrist.
"Sister Zhiyang, my...my hand!"
Yang Zhiyang didn't stop just because she was bleeding. Her mind was filled with He Fan's arrogant face. Despite the assistant's groans on the ground, she kept kicking her back and thighs.
"Useless! You're a piece of trash!"
The assistant panicked. She frantically pulled her phone out of her pocket; she wanted to call 120.
Unexpectedly, the video recording on the phone had been running the whole time.
The assistant wanted to quit the recording, but her wrist was in so much pain that she couldn't muster any strength.
Yang Zhiyang kicked it again, and the phone fell face down onto the carpet.
"Useless trash, why don't you just die? That bitch He Fan deserves to die too. Why should she get to play the female lead? She's nothing but a vixen."
Yang Zhiyang crouched down and leaned forward, gripping his assistant's chin tightly.
"You look down on me too, don't you?"
The assistant was truly terrified. Blood was flowing uncontrollably from her wrist. She was afraid of dying; she didn't want to die here.
"No, no, Sister Zhiyang, please save me. I will help you. I will do anything you ask."
Yang Zhiyang glanced at her wrist and said, "Ha, good-for-nothing. You can't even do this simple thing right."
After saying that, he got up and left.
"Clean up the hall in a bit, it's really bad luck."
After Yang Zhiyang walked away, the assistant used his other hand to support himself as he stood up.
Her face was streaked with tears, and she turned on her phone; the recording was still going on.
After pausing the recording, the assistant hesitated for two seconds with her finger on the delete button, but ultimately did not press it and exited the photo album directly.
She needs to call 120 immediately; if she bleeds any longer, she might really die.
The ambulance arrived at the hotel in less than 10 minutes.
The assistant struggled to open the door.
When the crew saw her lying on the ambulance, she laughed and said that she had accidentally broken something and cut herself.
......
He Fan slept very soundly.
Wu You and Lu Chuan arrived early in the morning, and the three of them were eating the breakfast that the hotel had brought up.
"Sister Fan, something happened yesterday." Wu You said mysteriously.
He Fan asked curiously, "What is it?"
Wu You lowered his voice: "After we left yesterday, Yang Zhiyang's assistant cut his wrists."
He Fan was a little surprised: "Huh?"
Lu Chuan, who was eating a steamed bun nearby, was also quite surprised after hearing Wu You's words.
"Sister Fan, did you two go to their room?"
He Fan nodded: "Okay, I'm going."
Lu Chuan said worriedly, "I'm afraid this is just another one of those petty tricks. What if they insist on saying or doing something in the past..."
Wu You laughed and said, "Hehe, I recorded a video after I went in. We didn't do anything."
The system then spoke up: "Host, you can access the video recording of Yang Zhiyang's assistant from last night."
He Fan: The recording after we left?
System: Yes, host, the assistant forgot to turn off the recording. Her injury was caused by Yang Zhiyang.
He Fan: ......Then please pull up a copy of the video and send it to my WeChat.
System: Good host.
"Ding dong, ding dong."
The doorbell rang, and Lu Chuan got up to open the door. Liu Qingqing and Mu Yi were outside.
"Director Mu, Sister Qingqing."
Mu Yi and Liu Qingqing nodded and walked into the house.
"Hey, what brings you two here?" He Fan said without even looking up.
Mu Yi didn't respond and just sat down at the table.
"Yang Zhiyang's acting skills are really good, and his image is very close to the original work. It's a real pity."
He Fan raised an eyebrow and glanced at Mu Yi, but said nothing.
Mu Yi continued, "I'll talk to her about terminating the contract today. We'll replace her while we still have a few scenes to film."
He Fan didn't seem to care.
"You can do whatever you want; I have no objections."
He Fan came to film the movie for two reasons: first, because she had promised Mu Yi that she would come; and second, because she wanted to experience what it's like to be a star.
She is not afraid of these petty schemes in the industry, nor is she afraid of others suppressing her reputation.
After all, she'll probably just try it once and then leave, while the other person relies on it for a living.
As long as this person doesn't go too far, just focus on filming and don't provoke her.
He Fan was able to give Mu Yi face and turn a blind eye to her behavior.
"but......"
"I still support your decision to replace her; it would be a loss if it affected the later release date."
The system found the following video on Yang Zhiyang's assistant's phone.
No one can guarantee that Yang Zhiyang's house won't suddenly collapse.
If the film is completed but not broadcast, it will affect Lu Chuan's debut with this drama...
Mu Yi nodded; he understood.
"Yes, don't worry, I'll take care of it."