Actor: Thank you.

Yang Tianbao was the one who caused the trouble!

Although both are models, Xiong Dailin is clearly smarter than her.

Possibly due to family circumstances.

Xiong Dailin's father is a doctor, while Yang Tianbao's parents both work in the service industry.

Being smart doesn't necessarily mean being able to earn a lot of money or obtain a high level of education.

Sometimes, self-awareness is the greatest wisdom.

The difference between Xiong Dailin and Yang Tianbao lies in whether they have a clear understanding of themselves.

Clearly, Ms. Yang did not.

"Do you know what happened?" Zhang Yuan hurriedly asked Xiong Dailin, and asked his assistant for tissues. He had stepped on her and needed to wipe it off.

"I don't know, but the big boss seems really angry."

"The insults were really harsh." Miss Xiong didn't gloat; instead, she covered her mouth with her hand in a panic as she spoke to him.

She came to join in the fun, but seeing how intense the scene was, she wisely kept her expression to herself.

He laughed. Now, the big brother has to ask you, what are you laughing at?
With a bitter face, people will ask you, "Do you think the big brother's scolding was wrong?"

Be careful at this time, just don't get into trouble.

Zhang Yuan nodded. Although her acting skills were average, her goal was to curry favor with someone powerful, not to win the Best Actress award.

But he's a decent person; at least he doesn't cause trouble.

She can pretend to be stupid, but she can't be herself.

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to calm down and continue walking forward.

"Hey bro, what's wrong?" He stepped forward to stop the person.

Hung Kam-po was glaring at this moment, his eyes practically bulging out.

I can tell my blood pressure is very high without even taking a measurement.

My temples are throbbing.

Yang Tianbao stood to the side, timid and hesitant, his body contorted with fear.

It was bent like a willow tree that had been ravaged by a typhoon.

Upon seeing him appear, the man seemed to have found a savior.

Zhang Yuanquan only said one sentence to Hong Jinbao before Yang Tianbao was gone.

"Teleport?"

When he came to his senses, he found that the person had already crouched behind him.

Zhang Yuan: …

Are you using me as a shield?

If you're going to drag someone down with you, shouldn't you drag Xiaoming down with you too?
But you know what, it actually works!
Upon seeing him arrive, Hung Kam-pao became slightly more restrained, whether due to their personal relationship or his status as an investor.

Seeing the woman hiding behind him, he felt even more helpless.

"What's the matter!"

Huang Xiaoming finally arrived late.

Yang Tianbao instantly jumped from behind Zhang Yuan to behind her older brother Xiaoming.

"They change jobs so quickly..." Zhang Yuan shook his head helplessly.

In ancient times, "job-hopping" was used to describe a courtesan changing her work location, and this one is a perfect example.

Upon seeing Huang Xiaoming arrive, Hong Jinbao felt even less comfortable beating up Huang's woman in front of him.

He simply waved his hand angrily, turned around, and left.

He was surrounded by many of his "Sammo Hung" buddies, all glaring angrily at Huang Xiaoming and Yang Tianbao.

These guys are all martial arts practitioners, and their temperaments naturally carry a touch of the江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry).

Now that the boss was angry, the group of people also turned fierce and menacing.

Zhang Yuan could even hear Xiao Ming swallowing, which made him a little panicked.

"Brother Long," Zhang Yuan called his bodyguard over, "Go and try to persuade Boss's buddies."

"Dandan, come and maintain order so everyone can get back to their jobs."

As he spoke, he raised his voice.

"Write down the names of anyone who continues to join in the fun or cause trouble, and give them to me later."

At the same time, his gaze swept over the crowd.

"It's gone. It's gone."

“Let’s get started.”

"We still need to catch up on the schedule..."

If the tiger doesn't roar, are you planning to dismantle me, modify me, and make wine from me?

He first projected some of the investor authority he usually concealed, not to act cool or domineering, but to quell the incident.

Only by breaking up the conflict and holding smaller meetings can we resolve it.

"Tell me first, what exactly did you do?"

"What could make the big boss so angry?"

Zhang Yuan knew that Hong Jinbao had a bad temper and was used to being the boss.

And this isn't just applied to people in the film crew.

A few years ago, when his and Fan Bingbing's long essays were all over the place, the big brother attended a gala and gave an interview.

When asked by a reporter whether he, as Fan Bingbing's godfather, had ever met Fan Bingbing's boyfriend, he replied...

"Who is my godfather?"

"Is Fan Bingbing your godfather?"

Have you met her boyfriend?

They all directly countered with questions.

In the past, if this kind of short essay appeared online more than ten years later, it would be enough to make the headlines on Weibo and prompt the police to issue a blue notice.

A few years ago, if a girl was even slightly pretty, she would be labeled as transgender.

Not only Xixi, but Ni Hongjie also received the same long essay after she filmed a shapewear advertisement when she first debuted.

It still has to be "Yes, Minister," a British drama that governs the world.

It describes how to smear political enemies, and the methods are very simple.

If you're not married, you might say your partner is gay.

If you're married, you'll say your spouse cheated on you and had a mistress.

Can you out-insult the British?
If you apply this template, many well-known figures in various industries have been the subject of similar rumors to varying degrees.

Zhang Yuan was afraid that he would also be the subject of rumors, so he couldn't talk to Yang Tianbao alone.

The reason we tried to avoid it before was for the same reason.

Otherwise, in a few years, judging from his recent "reputation" in the industry, after Xiaoming and Da Baobei get married and have a child, people will say that the child is his, and Xiaoming will use this to exchange for job opportunities...

Zhang Yuan has recently felt that, given the distance between him and the Liu family, the fact that the media hasn't spread rumors that Liu Qianqian is his and Liu Xiaoli's daughter is already a great favor to him.

What, the age doesn't match?

You can say I changed my ID card.

Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo could both be a pair of star-crossed lovers.

Both Emperor Kangxi and Hong Chengchou were capable of... right?

There are things that cannot be fabricated.

Tell me clearly, what happened?

"I, I, I, this... I actually..."

"Brother Xiaoming, why don't you try to communicate with her? I speak Japanese, French, English, and even Korean, but I can't understand what she's saying."

"Excuse me, let me do it." Huang Xiaoming's face was all scrunched up as he kept saying hello, then pulled his wife aside.

After a long while, that person finally learned to speak.

So scared!

According to Xiaoming's feedback, the specific situation is as follows.

Yang Tianbao, thinking herself clever, believed, based on her previous conversations with Zhang Yuan, that he really was trying to trip up her boyfriend.

Even if they didn't intentionally beat him, it increased the workload of the crew and put a heavy burden on his body.

They then wanted to protect "their own people".

Perhaps it was Fish Leong who gave her the courage to feel that what she was doing was cool.

Then, she racked her brains and decided to block him in case Zhang Yuan ignored her.

We waited in the rest area.

After waiting for a while, I was probably tired, so I decided to find a place to sit down.

then!

She saw a luxurious leather armchair.

That's clever.

I wondered who was the most powerful person in this film crew?
Zhang Yuan.

She's an investor and the male lead, but even her boyfriend, Huang Xiaoming, pales in comparison to her.

This person, who had experience in Hong Kong's entertainment circle, knew that seating arrangements on film sets in Hong Kong were strictly hierarchical and not arranged haphazardly.

Even the size and specifications are carefully considered.

The biggest and most luxurious one definitely belongs to the male lead.

In Hong Kong film crews, the seating arrangement for the female lead cannot exceed that of the male lead, reflecting traditional beliefs.

She knew the Hong Kong film crew, but she didn't know Zhang Yuan!
I got tired of standing and waiting, so I sat down.

I'm sitting in your chair waiting, what are you going to do about it?

People tend to forget the pain once the wound has healed.

She was so scared on the set of "The Founding of a Republic" last time, and now that her boyfriend is on the same set, she's acting all high and mighty again.

I thought to myself, "You've been bullying my boyfriend, so what's wrong with me sitting on your chair?"
I must say, once you sit in it, the feeling is definitely different.

It gives off a feeling of looking down on everyone else. Actually, it's just being a masochist, wanting to indulge in a bit of fun.

Moreover, she had seen Zhang Yuan on the set of "The Founding of a Republic" before. He brought his own chair but still gave it up to his seniors, not caring about such things.

The elderly folks had nowhere to rest while standing; shouldn't we respect and care for the young?
She then became fearless.

My back was still cool and refreshing, which was quite interesting.

If it really was Zhang Yuan's chair, he wouldn't say anything.

If they really cared about this, they wouldn't have let Hung Kam-po "sit in the top seat".

Yang Tianbao's estimate was actually quite accurate.

But the problem remains the same: she was too clever for her own good, thinking she knew Zhang Yuan very well.

You can't understand something just by sleeping with someone.

Even Cheng Hao doesn't fully understand him.

Historically, the root cause of minor figures ruining major events is often their stubbornness and overconfidence.

Yang Tianbao overestimated his intelligence and underestimated Zhang Yuan's magnanimity.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have thought he was bullying a man and used that as revenge against Huayi.

With a large crew, someone quickly noticed and informed those around Sammo Hung.

The other party immediately became furious!

Is there no sense of order anymore?!
But this stage is actually not too bad.

His subordinates were all shouting and yelling, but the boss remained relatively calm.

He was very annoyed, but because of Huang Xiaoming and Hua Yi's relationship, he didn't get angry. He just sent his own people to chase them away and teach them a lesson.

But the problem is that Ms. Yang not only sat down, but also left behind "problems".

I don't know if this person has a large output or if there's a leak.

When Hung Kam-po's underlings went to chase people away, she hurriedly got up.

However, a dark red bloodstain was left on the leather seat.

I mentioned I was on my period when I came, so I was so tired that I kept looking for a place to sit.

It's over now!

"Let me clean up the cell phone," Xiao Ming said to him, intending to apologize in person.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yuan grabbed him.

"The issue now is not cleanup."

"First of all, part of this chair is made of rhinoceros hide, which is now a contraband."

"That's why the chairs are so expensive."

"But the high price isn't the point; the point is that for Hong Kong artists, it's a symbol of status."

"Also, you probably don't understand the intricacies of Southern Feng Shui, do you?"

Zhang Yuan could only explain it to him little by little.

"Do you know that film crews don't allow women to sit in prop boxes?"

"I know."

"Why won't you give me a seat, do you understand?"

"Oh, so she was worried about getting her period messy," Xiao Ming finally realized.

"On the surface, that's how it seems." Zhang Yuan quickly stopped his "super-intelligent" state of awakening, but in reality, he still didn't understand.

"But the root of the problem is discrimination against women."

"They think women are dirty, because a woman's Tian Gui (menstrual blood) is the most Yin thing in the world."

"It can break some secret techniques and will bring misfortune."

The Boxer Rebellion's "divine skill" claimed to be invulnerable to swords and spears, which was of course a lie.

But even the false ones have false legends. To reveal the pure yang body of this skill, one must use an extremely yin substance.

The famous Renyin Palace Coup of the Ming Dynasty was the only time in history that the emperor was almost killed by palace maids.

Behind this matter lies the struggle between Jiajing and the civil official group, which we will not discuss for now.

But it's true that this old man used palace maids to assist in alchemy.

These weren't ordinary palace maids; they forced palace maids under the age of 14 to use drugs to induce menstruation.

Moreover, in order to keep these young women "pure," they were almost not allowed to eat anything. It was not a light fast, but a complete fast. They were practically only given dew and pills made with breast milk.

The purpose of doing this was to use the palace maids' menstrual blood to refine the elixir of immortality.

Because the old Taoist believed in "replenishing yang by absorbing yin," he used this as a medicinal ingredient.

Actually, it's not entirely unreasonable.

Just like some ancient elixirs or traditional Chinese medicines that used children's urine as a medicinal guide, the purpose was actually to extract trace amounts of sex hormones from these substances.

Modern people can synthesize these things, but in ancient times they didn't have them, and they didn't understand them either. They were all practical people who only knew that adding them might be useful.

In any case, feudal superstition exists everywhere, but Hong Kong is a particularly affected area.

He explained to Xiaoming that this was not just a simple matter of getting a chair dirty; there was also feng shui and superstition involved.

Xiaoming's parents work for state-owned enterprises and institutions, so he has little knowledge of these matters.

Yang Tianbao went to Hong Kong at a young age and understood these things, so he was far more panicked than him.

"What should we do then?" Brother Xiaoming scratched his head in worry.

"Sigh..." Zhang Yuan sighed, "I'll go ask for you first."

"An apology is a must. Both of you have to apologize, and you'd better kneel down."

He knows the boss's temper; if you're humble enough, he might let you off the hook.

If you're not satisfied, then this is never going to end.

"That's troublesome." Brother Xiaoming put his arm around him and patted his back.

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "If it weren't for my film crew, I wouldn't bother with this."

“Brother, I’ve looked into it.” A moment later, he ran over to Hung Kam-po.

"It's very clear that the problem lies with the other party."

"In a moment, they will be made to kneel down and offer tea."

"Do you want it cleaned up, or do you want them to make you a new chair?"

Zhang Yuan didn't ask him what he wanted; instead, he gave him a solution directly.

"This is the most taboo thing for us martial arts practitioners!"

"Yes, when my wife is on her period, I don't let her eat at the same table as me."

"What if it affects our work? It's very dangerous."

Zhang Yuan watched as the younger members of the Hong family troupe made a ruckus.

He thought to himself, "No wonder the wives of martial arts performers are so easy to run away from."

People who rarely go home tend to have bad tempers, and when they do go home, they are not polite to their wives and children.

He was too lazy to complain; now was not the time to talk about that.

"Let them set up dozens more tables and invite everyone from the film crew to watch them serve tea and apologize."

"If that's not enough, I'll invite some more big names."

"Forget it, forget it..." Hung Kam-po waved his hand angrily.

"For your sake."

"We don't want the chair anymore, let's throw it away!"

"Okay, I'll go tell them right away." Zhang Yuan clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

"For the rest of the tea ceremony, shall I proceed as I instructed?"

"You arrange it!"

It's impossible not to be angry.

I finally managed to get my hands on a "dragon head chair," and I was showing it off just a few days ago.

As a result, it had to be thrown away after only a few days.

It's like when you buy a new sofa, and then your relative's kid comes over and pee on it.

Even if you could clean it up, would you still want it?

It's disgusting to look at!
I dare not speak for others, but Zhang Yuan patted his chest and said, "If it weren't for my influence, this would definitely not be over today."

If I hadn't always respected them, would they have listened to me?

If things really fall apart, the show can't be filmed, and I'll be the one who suffers the loss in the end.

Sammo Hung only gave him face because he had always treated him this way, both when he was unknown and now that he was famous and rich.

He ran back and explained the situation to Xiaoming and the other two.

"Definitely, I'll go prepare the banquet."

Huang Xiaoming is a decent person; once he heard that the problem could be solved, he was willing to negotiate any terms.

"Don't throw all the chairs away either."

"Listen to me, go and find out where Big Brother makes his chairs."

“Take that piece of rhinoceros hide off and make another one exactly the same, or even a more luxurious one, to compensate him.”

"understood!"

"Thanks to you for showing me the way."

[Received a thank you from Huang Xiaoming, plus +1 for camera styling and +1 for physique enhancement!]

"Handle it discreetly."

"After it's all done..."

"I saw her off." Brother Xiaoming pointed to his girlfriend.

Zhang Yuan nodded slightly and said no more.

It would be best if things could be calmed down, and while we're at it, let this woman get out of the way; she's an eyesore.

With coordination between the two sides, the turmoil on set finally subsided.

At least they felt that things had calmed down... (End of Chapter)