Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 381 Twenty Years of Professional Fighting

Zhao Xiaodao dropped Liu Jing off at his destination but did not return to the film crew.

Since I can sleep anywhere, I might as well sleep in the car. That way, I won't have to rush around tomorrow morning.

The car is quite spacious, with a small gap in the window. She is petite, and there is enough room for her to sleep in the back seat.

There were blankets and mattresses in the trunk, and they were pink, so it doesn't look like the director's car.

She had just dozed off for a while when Tang Wei called.

Zhao Xiaodao didn't want to take the job. It was after get off work hours, and I only needed to report my schedule to the director.

The third call went unanswered by Zhao Xiaodao; it was genuinely urgent. Zhou Xun's boyfriend and Chen Kun had gotten into an argument, which escalated into a fight. The film crew couldn't reach the director, so they contacted his driver instead.

The voice on the other end of the phone told Zhao Xiaodao that he wasn't deaf. "Whose house is this? How come there's a child here? Who is the child calling 'Dad'?"
As she was lost in thought, the director rushed out while making a phone call.

Zhao Xiaodao subconsciously looked behind the director, but the scenery inside the door flashed by. It was late at night, and there was nothing to see, let alone anyone to see him off.

She didn't notice that the director had changed into new clothes, nor did she notice that the director's expression was a little off; she only noticed that the director had trimmed his beard.

The last time I got my beard trimmed was five days ago. She helped me with it, and the director even praised her skills, saying that if I ever couldn't make it in the entertainment industry, I could consider opening a barbershop.

"A man's mouth is a liar's mouth. He promised to let me fix it again next time." Zhao Xiaodao was indignant, his anger coming out of nowhere.

boom……

"Back to the film set!" Liu Jing hung up the phone. In just a short while, four or five people called.

After getting a general idea of ​​the situation, he gave instructions, telling Zhao Xiaodao to drive straight to the film set.

Actually, he didn't need to give any instructions. The moment he got into the car, Zhao Xiaodao stepped on the gas and sped off.

"Slow down, no need to rush. With security there, he can't cause any trouble." Knowing the situation on the other side, Liu Jing was no longer in a hurry.

He had barely left when everyone started their second round of drinks. Chen Kun and Zhou Xun were drinking in a room when Zhou Xun's boyfriend arrived. He joined them, and they reportedly had a great time.

No one paid any attention until suddenly the sound of cups being smashed and tables being overturned came from inside the room. When everyone went over to see what was happening, they found him and Chen Kun fighting. Naturally, some tried to break up the fight, while others tried to separate them.

"Isn't Zhou Xun's boyfriend Li Daqi? What's going on with Wang Shuo?" Liu Jing rubbed his temples, feeling a bit confused, and he needed to sort things out.

"Are you asking me?" Zhao Xiaodao asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Is there a third person in the car?" Liu Jing turned to stare at Zhao Xiaodao, making her uncomfortable, before continuing, "But you're right, I didn't ask you."

He was certain of one thing: Zhao Xiaodao must have heard the child crying. However, Liu Jing didn't mind; after spending these past few days together, he had basically decided to give his twelfth bond to Zhao Xiaodao.

As for the other three candidates, they remain candidates. However, when the next round of promotions comes, it's estimated that only Nazha will be left.

"Director, I actually know some things." Zhao Xiaodao felt guilty. Was he going to kill him to cover it up? It seemed that the child was indeed related to Big Radish.

"Tell me about it." Liu Jing was sitting in the passenger seat this time, and on the way here, he was already certain of the other person's driving skills.

"Your information is outdated. I don't know if she and Li Daqi broke up. But I know quite a bit about how she got together with Wang Shuo." Zhao Xiaodao was quite pleased with himself. Finally, there was something that Da Luobo didn't know. It felt pretty good.

Liu Jing curled his lip. What was there to brag about? He was just like Yang Mi. Yang Mi showed off information he didn't know in the same way.

His information was indeed outdated; he only knew that Zhou Xun and Li Daqi were together during the casting process, since the casting team had to conduct background checks.

"It's been four years, that's about it." Liu Jing wasn't surprised. Zhou Xun was either in a relationship or on his way to one, so this relationship was probably the longest one he'd ever had.

"Wang Shuo broke up with Niu Mengmeng this year, and then immediately started pursuing Bingbing, very publicly. He even wanted to give Bingbing a watch worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, but she refused. He was relentless in his pursuit, which was incredibly annoying during that time, and he even sent us gifts..."

"When did this happen?" Liu Jing interrupted.

"It was during the opening ceremony, right? You were busy then, and Sister Bingbing could handle it herself, so she didn't tell you, did she?" Zhao Xiaodao guessed. Others might not know about the relationship between the two, but she knew all too well. The two of them didn't hide anything from her.

She was in despair then, thinking she was no longer pure, but little did she know that in the end only her eyes were impure.

"How to solve it?"

"See this watch? Over a million. See this ring? Over two million. See this necklace? Over three million. See this card? Over forty million. I have seven watches like this, enough to wear a different one every day for a week. I have an even more expensive one, but I haven't worn it; it's in the shop window. The jewelry in the window could hold a small exhibition. This card represents my annual income. Wait until you can earn that much in a year before you start pursuing me. If you can't afford a woman like me, don't waste your time." Zhao Xiaodao mimicked Pang Bing's tone, exuding a sense of triumph.

She felt great, wondering when she could be like Sister Bingbing, and realize that her life hadn't been wasted.

She daydreamed for a while, then continued, "When he couldn't get anywhere with Sister Bingbing, he turned to Zhou Xun, who I heard was introduced by Cheng Long's son. As the saying goes, even if a beautiful flower has an owner, you can still dig up a wall if you loosen the soil with a hoe. He comes from a distinguished family, is generous, and has a sweet tongue, so Young Master Zhou quickly fell for him."

"What happened next? Why did they start fighting today?" Liu Jing asked curiously.

"Brother, I know just as much as you do. You're not on set, and neither am I."

"You didn't go back to the film set?"

“I didn’t leave after you got out of the car. I have to come pick you up again tomorrow morning, so I thought I might as well stay in the car for the night. They couldn’t reach you, so they called me,” Zhao Liying explained.

“Xiao Dao…” Liu Jing had just started to speak when his phone rang again. Shen Ao told him that Wang Shuo had been taken away by Zhou Xun.

When Liu Jing returned to the film crew, the two assistant directors and Chen Kun surrounded him, explaining the story from their respective perspectives.

Liu Jing was speechless after hearing this.

He never believed that men and women could be purely best friends unless someone had a problem.

He and Tang Yan were also best friends, close confidantes who shared a bed, just to fool outsiders.

"Director, I'm sorry," Chen Kun apologized.

"Are you seriously injured?" Liu Jing asked with concern, since it happened on his turf after all.

Even when her boyfriend came over, Chen Kun and Zhou Xun still drank without any restraint. Any man would find that unbearable once or twice, let alone a young master with a particularly strong sense of pride.

If this is her woman, a fight is inevitable.

But there are no "what ifs." In this situation, Liu Jing would definitely side with Chen Kun. But Wang Shuo is gone; they can't just drag him back and beat him up again.

This matter arose because of Zhou Xun, so let Zhou Xun handle it. This is Liu Jing's idea, and it's also everyone's thought.

"It's nothing, I only got punched twice, and the bastard even hit my face." Chen Kun was furious. It's common sense not to hit someone in the face.

He was somewhat smug, "He didn't gain anything either. I punched him three times, so I still came out ahead." Then he blamed himself, "Zeng Li tried to break up the fight, but he threw her and she fell to the ground, scraping her knees."

Liu Jing hadn't taken it seriously at first, but upon hearing this, his brows furrowed. "Where did Zhou Xun take that kid? What about Zeng Li?"

"Sister Zeng Li, go back to your room..."

Duang...

With a loud crash, the large iron gate was smashed open.

As soon as the first SUV arrived, a dozen or so motorcycles roared into the yard, quickly filling it with a dark mass of lights.

“Lawless, lawless…” Shen Ao muttered. Many of the people were carrying things in their hands, clearly indicating that they had no good intentions.

"It's been so many years since I've seen a scene like this," Liu Jing remarked, recalling the days when he was filming in Hong Kong. More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye.

Compared to Hong Kong at that time, this scene was nothing.

The company is filming a movie and has arranged for a lot of bodyguards—well, let's just call them bodyguards. Having many bodyguards on set serves both as protection for the crew and as a form of surveillance.

Even so, people still come looking for trouble. They don't come riding will-o'-the-wisps, worried they won't be able to get back; they come with sticks, knives, hammers, and the like.

"Director, why don't we call the police?" Tang Wei, more composed than Shen Ao, picked up a stick and suggested to Liu Jing.

"There are too few people, it's not worth troubling the police officers." Liu Jing waved his hand, took two steps forward (it had been a long time since he had stretched his muscles), and said, "You guys step back a bit, so you don't accidentally hurt anyone."

"Too few?" Tang Wei counted; there were about twenty people. Compared to the rest of the crew, it was indeed too few. But how many of these people in the crew could be relied upon? They were all keeping their distance.

"Our director's profession isn't directing; fighting is his profession," Shen Ao explained quietly, pulling Tang Wei back.

"A professional fighter?" Tang Wei's expression was strange; there was indeed such a legend in the martial arts world.

“Yes! I’ve been a professional fighter for twenty years. A few years ago, a male actor bullied the boss, and the director slapped him across the face… cough cough, well, the sun set really early today, you can even see the moon.” Shen Ao’s expression turned serious as he stared blankly at the dark clouds.

"Big Sister? Liu Yifei? Which male actor dares to bully her? I've heard about it too..." Tang Wei was very interested and was about to ask more when Shen Ao pulled her away.

"Director, I'll take care of this..." Chen Kun's face darkened; he didn't want to hear their gossip. He rushed to Liu Jing's side, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to be a man.

“Your makeup is perfect now, so you don’t need to wear makeup for the next scene. Go and take care of it; if you get hit a few more times, it will affect the filming.”

boom……

The main entity doesn't appear, so the will-o'-the-wisps are quiet.

Liu Jing picked up a brick and threw it. "You're already here, what's the meaning of not getting out of the car?"
"Liu Jing, what are you doing here?" Wang Shuo got out of the car, feeling extremely annoyed. Wasn't this guy supposed to be off the set? He should have known better than to come.

"You should be the one asking me that," Liu Jing said, picking up another brick and weighing it in his hand.

"Wait, let's talk this out..." Wang Shuo quickly backed away and hid behind a ghost fire.

Another man got out of the car, looking much more imposing than Wang Shuo. "Liu Jing, right? Give us some face and hand over Chen Kun. We won't make things difficult for him. Have a couple of drinks with us..."

boom……

The brick hit the car window and then landed at the man's feet.

"And who are you? Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing." Liu Jing clapped his hands, brushing the dust off them.

"Liu Jing, you're not giving me any face, are you? This is Shanghai, not Yandu..."

"Shoot them all out, I'll take responsibility if they get hurt." Liu Jing snatched the stick from Tang Wei's hand and rushed into the crowd, unleashing a flurry of screams and howls.

Seeing this, the others became excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and rushed forward with great enthusiasm.

The dozen or so vehicles quickly scattered like birds and beasts, each fleeing in their own time as disaster loomed.

A few minutes later, the courtyard was quiet, with only an SUV, two young men, and two scantily clad beauties remaining.

"Wang Shuo, you've really grown some guts, haven't you? Don't you even know whose territory you're in, daring to bring so many people here?" Liu Jing, holding a stick, poked another young master who was clutching his head. "Did you drink some cat piss and forget who you are? Are you sober now?"

The young master dared not utter a sound, because the guy in front of him was really hitting him and he had already taken quite a few blows.

He gets into fights often and knows where it hurts, but his injuries aren't serious.

Liu Jing knew better than him; after just a few blows, he knew he'd met a tough opponent. He'd only heard of Liu Jing's reputation before, but now he'd seen it for himself.

"Liu Jing, I didn't know you were here. It was my fault this time. Let us go, and we'll let this go." Wang Shuo was a straightforward man, a seasoned veteran of the underworld, and knew who he could mess with and who he couldn't. He knew when to back down.

Putting aside Liu Jing's family background, the fact that he started getting involved in Hong Kong entertainment circles at a very young age makes him someone you shouldn't mess with.

If things escalate today, his father can tie him up and force him to come to his door to apologize tomorrow.

He originally planned to take Chen Kun away while Liu Jing was away, figuring out ways to get Chen Kun to drop the matter. If the aggrieved party didn't pursue it, Liu Jing would have nothing to say. Then he could apologize to Liu Jing sincerely, giving him face and respect, and the matter would be over.

But Liu Jing's personality changed when he was there. He wanted to turn around and leave, but his accomplice acted rashly and got beaten up. Now he's sober.

"There are plenty of empty rooms here, why don't you take a nap and wake up?" Liu Jing said with a smile.

Wang Shuo chuckled awkwardly, "Young Master Jing, may I speak to you in private..."

"No loan."

"I have some information about Fat Bing, it was said by that Young Master Wang..."

"Young Master Wang, are you alright? How could you be so careless? The ground here is uneven, full of potholes..." Liu Jing grabbed Wang Shuo by the neck and took a step forward.

“Young Master Jing, this ground is indeed uneven. The conditions for you filming here are too harsh. I will sponsor 500,000 yuan to level this ground, repair the gate, and improve the crew's meals,” Wang Shuo quickly responded.

"How embarrassing."

“Of course, of course. I’m just contributing to the country’s film industry. I may not be as talented as you, but I have the same love for movies.” Wang Shuo patted his chest, looked at Liu Jing with a smile, and quickly got down to business, “I was drinking with Young Master Wang the other day, and he mentioned it casually. He said that Fatty Bing has been too flamboyant lately, and some people don’t like her and want to dig a pit for her and teach her a lesson.”

"What kind of pit?"

"This matter is related to his ex-girlfriend Zhao Yanzi. I really don't know the specific methods... Leave it to me. I'll go back and inquire about it. We have many friends in the industry..."

(End of this chapter)