Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 205 I'm from the Beijing People's Art Theatre, try and blacklist me?

I don't believe it.

Zhang Qilin's voice was calm.

Sun Jile was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Qilin looked at him with a mocking expression: "I'm from the Beijing People's Art Theatre. Try blacklisting one of me and see what happens!"

The entire set was deathly silent.

Sun Jile's face turned pale and then red. Ever since he became famous, no one dared to speak to him like that.

He pointed at Zhang Qilin, his finger trembling: "You—you say that again!"

Zhang Qilin stepped forward: "I'm an actor from the Beijing People's Art Theatre. Let's see how capable you are of blacklisting an actor from the Beijing People's Art Theatre."

Zhang Qilin was humiliated in front of everyone.

"Good, good, good," Sun Jile said three times, then laughed in exasperation, "People's Art Theatre, huh? Impressive, Director Teng. In today's scene, it's either him or me, you decide what to do."

"Alright!"

Teng Huatao finally spoke.

He walked over, first looking at Sun Jile, then at Zhang Qilin, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Both of you, come out with me."

Teng Huatao paced back and forth a couple of times in the hotel corridor.

He first looked at Sun Jile: "Le'er~ you went too far today. I saw all the scheming in your mind. I didn't say anything before because I thought you could adjust yourself, but today's performance was excessive. Qi Lin is one of the investors in our project —"

Sun Jile's expression changed.

He clearly hadn't expected Zhang Qilin to have this other identity.

But soon, that arrogance returned to his face: "Investors? Director Teng, do you think I care about that?"

Zhang Qilin sneered: "Director Teng, if you're not satisfied with how this was handled, I'll call Uncle Chen. I might not be good at adding value to the production, but if you want this show to flop—"

Zhang Qilin didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

As Teng Huatao watched Zhang Qilin's departing figure, he felt a throbbing pain in his temples.

Just as Zhang Qilin said, some things are difficult to do well, but easy to ruin.

He turned around, stared at Sun Jile, and said in a tone that was more stern than ever before: "Lezi, this matter must be resolved today. Go apologize to Zhang Qilin now, and be sincere so that everyone can have a decent ending later."

"I'll apologize to him?" Sun Jile's voice suddenly rose. "Impossible!"

"Not going to apologize?" Teng Huatao looked at him. "Fine, then I'll call your wife and have her come talk to you."

"He's just an investor, isn't he? I've met him before," Sun Jile said, then turned and left.

Watching Sun Jile's departing figure, Teng Huatao stopped talking, took out his phone, walked to the other side of the corridor, and dialed Ma Yili's number.

The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered, and Ma Yili's cheerful voice came through: "Hey, Brother Tao, what's up?"

"Commander, it's me," Teng Huatao said in a heavy tone. "There's been a bit of a problem with the film crew, and I need to let you know."

He briefly recounted what had happened.

After listening, Ma Yili casually asked, "Brother Tao, is there anything special about this Zhang Qilin that made you call him?"

Teng Huatao patiently explained, "He's nothing special, except that he has an uncle who is a famous painter—"

"Brother Tao, I've seen plenty of famous painters, I didn't find anything special about them."

"Commander, the painters in Kyoto are different from those from other places. They serve those who come to Kyoto from other places and need to go through them. Do you know how difficult it was for me to make this drama?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Yili's crisp and decisive voice came from the other end of the phone: "I understand, Brother Tao, I'll fly over right now."

After hanging up the phone, Teng Huatao breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that asking Ma Yili was the quickest way to resolve this matter.

Everyone in the industry knows that no matter how bad-tempered Sun Jile is outside, he has to listen to Commander Ma at home.

When Sun Jile first debuted, Ma Yili guided him all the way, so he never dared to disobey Ma Yili.

A few hours later, Ma Yili arrived at the hotel where the film crew was staying.

She didn't go to Teng Huatao, but directly asked the staff and found Sun Jile's room.

There were three knocks on the door.

Sun Jile opened the door and was taken aback when he saw Ma Yili standing there: "What brings you here?"

Ma Yili didn't answer, but went straight into the room and sat down on the sofa.

"I heard you were quite the big shot on set today?"

Sun Jile's expression changed: "Director Teng called you?"

"Otherwise what?" Ma Yili looked up at him. "Tell me yourself, did you do the right thing today?"

"What did I do wrong?" Sun Jile's voice immediately rose. "He's a newcomer, and he can't even be criticized for his poor acting? I just added a few lines, so what? He dares to challenge me, why can't I—"

"What makes you think you're so great?" Ma Yili interrupted him. "Just because you're famous? Just because you have two hit dramas? And everyone has to fawn over you?"

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Sun Jile was speechless.

"You don't know, that kid—"

"What do I not know?" Ma Yili interrupted him. "I know how important Tao Ge's drama is to your career transition. Do you really think that just because you're famous now, no one can touch you?"

Sun Jile tried to argue, but Ma Yili didn't give him a chance: "Let me tell you, you have to apologize today. Don't feel ashamed. This is to clean up your own mess. If you still want to work in this industry and get good roles, don't offend everyone. You can't afford to offend Brother Tao or the Beijing People's Art Theatre."

"But----"

"No buts," Ma Yili said firmly, "If this isn't handled properly, no one will dare to hire you in the future—"

Sun Jile wanted to argue, but seeing Ma Yili's stern gaze, he said, "Now, come with me to find Brother Tao."

Sun Jile didn't dare to say anything more, and followed Ma Yili out of the room with his head down.

Teng Huatao was waiting in the room.

Seeing Ma Yili bring Sun Jile in, he stood up and nodded to Ma Yili: "Commander, thank you for your hard work."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble, Tao. It was my fault for being so thoughtless."

As Ma Yili spoke, she pushed Sun Jile: "What are you still standing there for? Tell Brother Tao what you plan to do."

Sun Jile opened his mouth, his voice much softer than before: "Director Teng—I—I'll go apologize to him."

"An apology alone isn't enough," Ma Yili said with a smile to Teng Huatao. "Brother Tao, could you arrange for me to treat Mr. Zhang to a meal so he can apologize in person?"

Teng Huatao nodded: "That's for the best. I'll contact Qi Lin."

Teng Huatao dialed Zhang Qilin's number.

The phone rang several times before being answered. Zhang Qilin picked up, "Director Teng, what's up?"

"Qi Lin," Teng Huatao said with a hint of apology, "Sun Jile was in the wrong today. His wife is here and wants to apologize to you in person. Would it be convenient for you to have a meal together and let's put this matter behind us?"

Zhang Qilin paused for two seconds before replying, "Director Teng, you can make the arrangements."

At 6:50, Zhang Qilin left his room and went upstairs.

The Peony Hall was a small private room. When I pushed the door open, Teng Huatao had already arrived and was sitting in the main seat making tea.

Ma Yili sat next to him, wearing a plain-colored dress, with a clean and neat demeanor.

Sun Jile sat next to Ma Yili, head down, his expression somewhat unnatural.

"Qi Lin is here," Teng Huatao stood up to greet him. "Sit down, sit down."

Zhang Qilin sat down opposite Teng Huatao.

The round table wasn't big; it was just right for four people.

He and Sun Jile faced each other, with a teapot and a few small dishes between them.

"Waiter, bring the food," Teng Huatao called towards the door, then turned to Zhang Qilin, "I didn't handle this scene well today, and Qilin suffered."

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"Director Teng, you flatter me," Zhang Qilin replied politely.

Ma Yili took the initiative to pick up her teacup, a bright smile on her face: "Mr. Zhang, I've often heard Brother Tao mention you. You're young and promising, and a great actor. Today's matter is purely a misunderstanding. It's just that my husband has a quick temper, doesn't know how to speak properly, and is even less capable of handling things. I apologize to you on his behalf."

She substituted tea for wine, her attitude was sincere, and she adopted a very humble posture.

Zhang Qilin held the glass with both hands: "Teacher Ma, you flatter me. I did get emotional on set today and caused trouble for the crew."

His words saved face for the other party while also indicating that he was not in the wrong; the conflict stemmed from the other party's incompetence.

Teng Huatao laughed and said, "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding. It's good that we've talked it out. It hasn't been easy for us to film this movie. Everyone has put in a lot of effort. In the final stages, let's work together and give it our best to finish filming. That's the most important thing. Come on, let me toast everyone with tea instead of wine. Let's turn the page on the unpleasant things of the past."

Sun Jile sat next to Ma Yili, his expression still not very good.

But after being kicked under the table by Ma Yili, he still stiffly raised his glass.

He mumbled in Zhang Qilin's direction, "About today, I—I have a bad temper, I'm sorry—consider it an apology to you."

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head back and downed the tea in one gulp.

Looking at Sun Jile's flushed face, Zhang Qilin knew how difficult it was for him to swallow this cup of tea.

This guy usually doesn't respect anyone on set, but today his wife forced him to apologize. He must be feeling incredibly frustrated.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

He's here to resolve issues, not to make enemies.

Zhang Qilin looked at him but did not respond immediately. He simply finished the tea in his cup.

Then he looked at Sun Jile and said calmly, "Brother Le is a senior, and his acting skills and experience are worth learning from. As actors, we can clash with each other in the play, as long as it's for the role. But off-screen, let's leave each other some face. It's better for everyone. I'll drink this cup of tea and wish our play all the best."

Ma Yili's eyes were filled with admiration. This young man was not simple. He had a temper but also knew his limits and knew when to stop.

They know better how to maintain their dignity so as not to let the situation become completely deadlocked.

She smiled and replied, "Qi Lin is right. We're all in the same circle, we'll run into each other all the time, what's there to get over? We're all brothers and sisters in private. In the future, communicate and learn more from Qi Lin, don't always act like a senior."

These words both served as a warning to Sun Jile and also gave Zhang Qilin another boost.

Sun Jile gave a muffled "hmm" and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Teng Huatao quickly invited everyone to eat and steered the conversation toward some interesting anecdotes from the film shoot and the upcoming plans.

At the dinner table, Ma Yili led the conversation, chatting and laughing, and trying her best to create a harmonious atmosphere.

Zhang Qilin responded appropriately, being respectful when necessary and responding when appropriate, as if the conflict that afternoon had never occurred.

Sun Jile remained silent for most of the time, only saying a few words when asked occasionally.

This meal is about social etiquette, saving face, and also about substance.

Ma Yili personally flew in and set up this "reconciliation feast" to quell the current conflict and ensure the smooth operation of the film crew.

Furthermore, it was also for the sake of Sun Jile's long-term reputation in the industry and his future development.

She knew that some lines couldn't be crossed, and some people, even if they seemed inferior to her for the time being, couldn't be offended to the point of no return.

When the party ended, Ma Yili took the initiative to exchange contact information with Zhang Qilin, saying that they should keep in touch more often in the future.

Sun Jile stood behind Ma Yili and nodded to Zhang Qilin as a greeting.

Zhang Qilin nodded as well.

Neither of them said another word.

Zhang Qilin accepted the apology.

It wasn't because he was generous, but because he had invested in the film.

After the dinner, everyone went back to their rooms.

Filming continued the next day.