Actor: Thank you.

With the rise of online shopping, the Yangtze River Delta region has gradually been dubbed the "free shipping zone".

Today, Zhang Yuan gave Yu Zheng a taste of what it's like to be slapped across the country with free shipping.

I'm in Beijing, you're in Hengdian.

No problem, shipping is free.

Free shipping too.

Before Zhang Yuanlai arrived, he whispered to his assistant, instructing her to call the crew of "Palace" over before taking any action.

Moreover, it only requires five-tenths of the effort.

Because the assistant was a martial arts practitioner, given Yu Zheng's imposing physique, it would be very easy for him to be knocked unconscious.

Producer Yu barely had time to react before he heard a whoosh of wind, then his body swayed, and he felt half of his face go numb.

I can't even find my mouth anymore; my head is completely blank.

The people around were also confused.

Young actors, including Yang Mi and Feng Shaofeng, were all speechless with shock at the scene.

Actors are just ordinary working people; who would dare to stand out?

Tong Liya was also there. She had been to Zhang Yuan's house before and knew that it was his people who did the dirty work, so she took a step or two back.

They wouldn't care about other Hong Kong and Taiwanese artists either.

However, the staff members quickly recovered after a brief moment of surprise.

"what you do!"

"What, sir!"

"Call the police."

"Mr. Yu, are you alright?"

They knew that although the film's director was the renowned Li Huizhu, the actual highest-ranking manager on set was Yu Zheng.

Power is only accountable to the source of its power.

They have food to eat because of Yu Zheng, so naturally they should stand up for him.

They may not genuinely care, but they can't remain silent and make a show of force at this time.

Yu Zheng is a petty person. He may not show it now, but he'll settle scores with you later.

Several burly men in the group immediately surrounded them, looking ready to fight.

Zhao Dandan remained calm and showed no intention of backing down.

After scanning the area, he reached into the back of his pocket and pulled out a small notebook.

He pulled out a pen, tapped it on his chin, and opened the notebook to look at the people in front of him.

"What's your name?"

While asking the question, he grabbed the wrist of the person in front, twisted and turned it, and heard a cracking sound of bones twisting.

It's not broken, but it's still very uncomfortable.

"Ouch!" the man cried out in pain.

The others who wanted to step forward were stunned.

"What's your name?" the assistant asked again.

“Ah… Zhang Baojiang, Zhang Baojiang…” the guy replied, grimacing.

"Oh." The assistant jotted it down in his notebook.

"And you, what's your name?" she asked, looking at the other person.

"What are you trying to do!" The gangsters saw that the girl was young, yet she was incredibly ruthless and acted strangely.

"Brother Zhang Yuan said that anyone who dares to resist should have their name written down and reported to him," the assistant replied very honestly.

However, Zhang Yuan meant to memorize it secretly.

Then they dealt with them one by one behind the scenes.

But she was self-aware and knew that she had a bad memory, so she prepared a small notebook, just like she always did when she was working.

As an assistant, she was very honest, which was good because she answered all his questions, so Zhang Yuan didn't have to be wary of even the people around him.

The downside is that it can sometimes be too realistic.

Zhang Yuan sent her because those who knew him knew she was one of his people and could represent him.

And it was quite certain that she would carry out her orders unconditionally.

It's been implemented now, but the implementation is a bit off.

But it's just right.

It was precisely because of her act of taking out a notebook to write down names that those who were about to make a move dared not to act.

Especially after hearing Zhang Yuan's name, they dared not move.

Everyone knows that someone else also paid for our play.

So this isn't an "attack" on Yu Zheng, but rather an internal power struggle within your upper echelons.

We won't get involved in internal strife, because it's a lose-lose situation.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, the assistant looked at Yang Mi.

"Do you know what his name is?"

Yang Mi: ...

If I speak up, won't I become the enemy of the entire group?

"Dandan, what exactly happened?"

"How could you... be so careless as to bump into Producer Yu?"

What's wrong with Yang Mi? She knows something's wrong as soon as she concentrates the nutrients from her chest to her head.

It must have been arranged by Zhang Yuan.

She's a lead actress in the film, why is she running away now?

not.

Instead of running away, they stood up and spoke up for Yu Zheng.

That won't work either.

Zhang Yuan got angry, and I didn't get any credit either.

She knew that she couldn't stand on either side.

Although Yang Mi is shrewd, she is not without principles.

As she assessed the situation, she immediately changed the matter to a misunderstanding, an accident, or an unintentional mistake.

Yu Zheng finally found his mouth, and after hearing her words, he was a little confused.

So, it means I slapped her in the face?

Although Yu Zheng was a bit slow, he was still quite smart and realized what was going on in no time.

As Yang Mi said, even if everyone knows I was slapped, I still have to find a way to save face.

“Yes!” Yu Zheng rubbed his face and stood up straight.

"Dandan, what's wrong?"

"Brother Zhang Yuan said so." The assistant twisted his neck, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Why are you all so cowardly?
I thought I could take on ten today.

"He already knows what you did."

"Considering that no major disaster has occurred, this is only a minor punishment to serve as a warning."

"Let's make sure this never happens again."

"Mouse Tail Juice, reflect on your actions and don't be so clever again. You're just being petty."

"Did you understand?" After saying that, Zhao Dandan raised her arm again.

If he can't explain it clearly, then it's time for a second strike.

Zhang Yuan told her that if she didn't understand, she should keep hitting him until she did.

He's already abandoned all sense of propriety, so let's teach him some unseemly ways.

"Understood, understood!" Yu Zheng quickly replied.

There's something he doesn't understand.

He cleverly lured Muto and Godzilla into a fight so he could watch the spectacle.

Godzilla instantly killed Muto with a single atomic breath, and also flicked his tail at the same time.

Being a jerk might feel good for a moment, but the retribution will be in the crematorium.

"Brother Zhang Yuan said, if you understand, then let's stop here."

"After that, I gave him a progress report and financial report from the 'Palace' production team every week."

"If he doesn't receive it by then, let me come to you and ask for it myself."

“Here, here, here…” Yu Zheng answered hurriedly.

Is this something you want in person?

He clearly did it himself.

My cheeks, which initially felt numb, gradually became hot and tingly as blood returned to them.

My heart started to burn and tingle.

Isn't he angry?

Of course, one can be angry. Even a man who isn't a very manly guy can be angry.

But he understood that Zhang Yuan was telling him that, in this production crew and this company, he seemed to be the boss.

It's as if you're above everyone else on set.

In reality, you are second only to one person. You are at most 9000 years old.

I am the one who truly has the final say.

Yu Zheng knew even better that if Zhang Yuan had the ability to mess with Lin Xinru, he had an even greater ability to mess with him.

Moreover, the fact that he deliberately had his assistant reprimand him in front of everyone further illustrates one point.

I don't care what other people in the crew think, nor do I care about the crew itself.

If you continue to disobey, then we shouldn't make this movie.

Whether it will actually come to that point is not important; what matters is the attitude.

To correct a wrong, one must go to extremes; otherwise, this matter will be like raising a dog.

What should you do if your dog bites you?
Beat, starve, scold.

It bites?
Then all we can prepare is a copper pot and the base sauce.

"Alright, I've finished my business. Goodbye." The assistant nodded blankly, turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

After she left, the group of guys who had been too scared to move when they were "called out" started to care again.

How is Director Yu doing?

"I'll go get the liniment."

"Let me help you rub it."

"Go do your own thing, everyone disperse." Yu Zheng pushed everyone away unhappily.

At this point, his prestige on the set had been halved by 5-6% from that slap.

That big slap in the face also tells others that Yu Zheng isn't the one who calls the shots in this production team.

He was just a nobody who didn't dare to fight back after being slapped.

Weakening his control over the production crew would also benefit Zhang Yuan.

After watching the entire event, Lin Xinru, who had come to Hengdian with her assistant, hesitated for a moment, then said a brief goodbye to Yu Zheng and left anxiously.

"This isn't a slap in Yu Zheng's face, it's a slap in my butt."

Lin Xinru finally understood: Yu Zheng's face was equivalent to her buttocks.

That slap was meant to show her.

Although she was ultimately satisfied with the result, Zhang Yuan only wanted 30% of the studio's shares and would pay for them.

But she still harbored resentment towards Zhang Yuan's previous "torture".

Now I have no complaints.

Because she saw it with her own eyes and knew that Zhang Yuan was very gentle with her.

There was no hitting, no scolding, no sleeping together; we always talked things out and shared the idea of ​​making money together.

I'd better just stick to acting, lest I get slapped in the face someday.

She now has two role models.

One is Fan Bingbing, and the other is Yu Zheng. She knows very well which one she should choose.

The newly recruited underlings will be able to keep quiet for a while now.

On the other side, among the dispersing crowd, Yang Mi glanced at He Shengming, who played the Fourth Prince, also known as Yongzheng, and saw him running off to check on Yu Zheng.

I don't want others to massage me, but I do want him to massage me.

"Mi Mi, that was so scary!" Tong Liya, whose beauty was at its peak, exclaimed, clutching her chest.

Many men and women of ethnic minority descent are truly beautiful in their teens and twenties.

However, the drawbacks are also obvious. Because of the facial muscle fit and the bone structure with Central Asian and Eastern European characteristics, it ages particularly quickly.

Ordinary Chinese people are different; their flowering period is longer.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like I'm going to hit you." Yang Mi and she had a good relationship.

After all, she had just finished filming a movie with her boyfriend, Chen Sicheng.

"I'm worried that there might be problems with our play, right?"

"Probably not..." Yang Mi thought for a moment, then pouted, "Let me ask."

A phone call was made to Zhang Yuan.

"Yes, I asked Dandan to do it."

"Violence is no good. You won't commit domestic violence in the future, will you?" Yang Mi asked cheekily.

“Domestic violence only occurs between spouses.” Zhang Yuan said, adding “temporarily” in his mind.

After all, the scope of domestic violence has become much broader since then.

"Violence is certainly bad, and I have always maintained the attitude of avoiding it if possible."

"But do you know what he did?"

Zhang Yuan revealed that Yu Zheng had deliberately concealed his name.

"It may not sound like a big deal, but it could cause serious trouble."

"What if Lin Xinru goes all out and finds some powerful backer to deal with me?"

Zhang Yuan was just a hair's breadth away from solving the case, but he didn't expect that his "backer" would recently stop paying attention to him.

"And you need to understand, this matter is different in nature," Zhang Yuan said very seriously.

"If it is done during the process of handling affairs, and someone deliberately does something bad or causes trouble in order to make money or gain benefits."

"Then I'll only issue a warning at most."

"But he's different. He doesn't do this or use these tricks for money."

"This is the most uncontrollable thing."

"If it's for the sake of money, it can be forgiven."

"But if you're just trying to prank someone for the sake of pranking them, then you have to prank them."

Yang Mi frowned and pondered for a moment, then roughly understood.

I also think Yu Zheng deserved it.

She herself has been slapped before. On set, if she couldn't act well or cry, the director would slap her across the face.

If you don't do your job well, it's your own business if you get beaten up.

Although I knew it was wrong, I understood why he did it.

It's predictable that they'll resort to underhanded tactics for personal gain.

But using pranks to manipulate others based on emotions is unpredictable.

If it's unpredictable, it can't be prevented.

The same sex of fools and scoundrels is right here.

They will do things that defy rational thinking.

For a boss, unpredictability is a terrifying thing.

Like a machine, even if it breaks down, I need to know where it broke.

It breaks down every few days, but we can't figure out what's wrong with it.

You told me it was because the machine spirit was unhappy, and that burning incense would make it better.

What if the machine crashes when I receive a big order, and it bankrupts me?

Have you heard of TM Machine Soul, Physical Exorcism, or Thomson Ripple Dash?

"I assume Yu Zheng has lost his mind."

"Have you read 'Fan Jin's Success in the Imperial Examination'?"

“My father-in-law slapped him and that was it, and I’m doing the same thing.”

"Just get rid of the evil spirits on him."

Now, forget about evil spirits, even my wisdom teeth are about to fall out, and my illness was cured instantly.

Confucius was right after all. Benevolence in the left hand and righteousness in the right, when applied to you, constitutes propriety.

Yang Mi naturally sided with him and understood the gist of it after listening.

However, she also loves to act foolishly, just not in the same way as Yu Zheng.

"What if I get possessed by an evil spirit too? Will you hit me?"

Which kind of evil spirit are you looking for?

"Where is the succubus?"

"Whipping!" Zhang Yuan answered with certainty.

"Next time we meet, I'll get you a tattoo on your lower abdomen to suppress evil spirits. I guarantee it will work."

"I'm feeling a bit unlucky right now, why don't you come over now?"

"I'll be working again in a while."

“Flogging? I don’t think you can reach it.” Yang Mi immediately complained.

"Aren't you afraid that Yu Zheng will still disobey you?"

"That's why I told you before to keep an eye on things."

"Hmph, all you do is make me do things. I think you treat me like a maid."

"She was at least a concubine's maid..."

I bickered with her for a while, letting her vent her frustrations.

The other half, there are no secrets in the world.

Not to mention the set walls in Hengdian.

News of Yu Zheng being beaten spread quickly… (End of Chapter)