bayedsolid Chapter 128 Evidence? There's barely any left.
Chapter 128 Evidence? There's barely any left.
Yang Zhiyang felt a burning pain in his buttocks.
She stumbled and fell to her knees, her buttocks hurting so much she dared not put her feet on the ground, but she still turned her head and glared fiercely at He Fan.
He Fan found her current look hilarious.
"Snapped!"
Without the slightest hesitation, He Fan's whip lashed out at Yang Zhiyang's buttocks once more.
Yang Zhiyang screamed as he crawled forward, trying to dodge He Fan's whip.
He Fan reduced his strength and swung the whip with great force.
After a dozen or so lashes, Yang Zhiyang had long lost his earlier arrogance.
He was curled up on the ground, covering his buttocks with his hands and wailing without regard for his image.
He Fan squatted down and wiped the whip with her clothes.
"Yang Zhiyang, you really dare to do this? Attempted murder, and now you're tampering with my wire work?"
"Don't take chances. The fact that I dared to hit you today means I don't respect the people behind you."
"Don't come jumping around in front of me again."
After saying that, He Fan stood up.
She cracked the whip again, this time aiming straight for Yang Zhiyang's head.
Upon seeing this, Yang Zhiyang instinctively covered his head with his hands and lay face down on the ground.
"Heh~"
The pain from the whipping didn't subside for a long time.
All that could be heard was He Fan's light, cold laugh.
Yang Zhiyang felt that his self-esteem had been trampled underfoot and crushed into the dust.
She bit her lip hard, clenched her fists, and glared hatefully at He Fan's departing figure.
"Let's go, let's get to work."
"Thank you to all my colleagues in the 'Bai Jue Ru Shuang' crew for your generous guidance today."
"I had a very pleasant discussion with everyone today. If you'd like to come again, you're all welcome. We're always happy to oblige!"
He Fan held a whip in his right hand and carried the long sword on his left shoulder.
He tossed his head at everyone and swaggered off, leading the 'Radiant Moon' team in retreat.
The director of 'White Jade Like Frost' is currently lamenting the loss of his equipment.
He Fan glanced at his aggrieved expression out of the corner of his eye.
"Since Ms. Yang is fully funding the production, she probably won't be short of money for the equipment. After all, I didn't ask for compensation for the wire work on our side!"
Having said that, he walked away with an air of self-righteousness.
The group left the set of "Bai Jue Ru Shuang" in a grand procession.
This time, everyone finally got to vent their pent-up anger from the past few days.
Ever since their film crew arrived in Hengdian, the staff there have started to treat them differently.
The crew from the neighboring film crew also looked down on them.
They actually dared to tamper with the wire harness of their little God of Wealth this time?
He Fan was constantly being invited to meals by the crew, with big invitations every three days and small invitations every two days.
They had never worked on a film set in such a comfortable environment before.
If something were to happen to Fanfan, how could they stay in the film crew?
If the tiger doesn't show its power, they might think the 'Radiant Moon' production team is a sick cat!
Everyone was in high spirits, chatting and laughing as they recounted their heroic feats and achievements.
Mu Yi had heard that something was wrong outside a long time ago.
But Liu Qingqing was unusually talkative today, and she absolutely refused to let him go out.
The outside was bustling again, and Mu Yi couldn't resist any longer.
He was stunned when he pushed open the door.
Is the next scene about the Beggars' Sect?
There wasn't a single person in the entire courtyard who could be considered presentable.
Clothes were tattered, and hair was disheveled.
And what's with that troublesome female lead, with her face covered in blood?
He Fan was sitting in the corner directing Wu You at that moment.
"This side, this side gets a clearer shot."
Wu You ran excitedly to the location designated by He Fan.
"Sister Fan, make your expression even more sad."
He Fan immediately put on an even more aggrieved expression.
"Crack!"
"OK, Sister Fan, look at her! She's so pitiful!"
He Fan glanced at the photo and gave Wu You a thumbs up.
"Not bad, not bad. Go record some videos, record more of everyone's miserable state."
"Make them all pretend to be pitiful, instead of acting all lively and energetic."
Wu You accepted his new task without the slightest hesitation.
"Don't worry, Sister Fan. It's a perfect match for my major. I've already mastered it."
Mu Yi: "......"
What kind of performance art is this?
He Fan wasn't afraid that Yang Zhiyang would resort to desperate measures.
People like her usually resort to underhanded tactics.
After all, if she wants to stay in the entertainment industry, she still needs to maintain her public image.
Therefore, her most likely retaliatory tactic is to pretend to be a manipulative woman online, expose herself, and then secretly have someone kill her...
In a society governed by the rule of law, who's afraid of whom?
He Fan now has a physical cheat code, so he's not too worried about his life for the time being.
As for the exposure?
He Fan: Rich man, delete all the surveillance footage from their yard and the road.
System: Received!!!
He Fan was secretly delighted.
Evidence? There's hardly any left.
It can even completely delete files on your phone.
Any electronic device becomes a playground for the wealthy.
The video that Yang Zhiyang's assistant unintentionally recorded when he was in Kyoto has been copied by the tycoon.
What bad intentions could He Fan possibly have?
She was simply afraid that the video would be discovered and her assistant would be forced to delete it.
If her arm is ruined, how can she get justice?
This matter required the intervention of the righteous messengers.
"Tsk tsk tsk," He Fan sighed, leaning back in his chair.
"He Fan!!!"
Mu Yi's voice came from behind.
He Fan jumped in fright: "Oh dear, what's wrong, Director Mu~"
Mu Yi strode forward: "What's wrong with you? Your face... what happened to you?"
He Fan didn't even open his eyes.
"I'll be filming scenes with an injury for the next two days, so it won't affect anything."
Mu Yi angrily ran her fingers through her hair: "Won't it affect anything? What will you do if you get a scar?"
After saying that, he paced back and forth.
"Go to the hospital, hurry up and go to the hospital first, I'll postpone your scenes."
He Fan opened his eyes at this moment.
Seeing that Mu Yi was really anxious, He Fan burst out laughing.
"Director Mu, please calm down for a bit. It's just a scratch. I applied the blood myself for the photos."
Mu Yi was clearly not very convinced, so she leaned over and took a closer look.
Although he couldn't figure it out, He Fan waited patiently and dared to let him observe carefully, which reassured Mu Yi a lot.
"See, I didn't lie to you. It's okay, don't worry."
Mu Yi was relieved about her face now, but the matter wasn't over yet.
"I'm not worried? How can you be so careless? Are you going to bring the entire crew to fight?"
He Fan gave an awkward laugh: "Hehe, it's nothing. Don't worry, Director Mu."
She then leaned closer and whispered, "I deleted all the surveillance footage; I didn't leave any evidence."
I thought that after saying that, Director Mu would calm down.
But Mu Yi exploded even more after she finished speaking.
"Then why didn't you take me with you?"
He Fan: "......"
We really didn't know you had this idea.
"You're the director of this play, how can we ask you to handle such a small matter personally?"
"Isn't this for your status and position?"
Mu Yi thought about what she said and realized it made some sense, but she was still very angry.
He'd had enough of those bastards at Baise Entertainment these past few days.
They use little tricks every day, like green bean flies in a dry toilet. They don't bite, but wherever they appear, maggots are likely to infest.
They even dared to tamper with wire work on their own film set.
He wanted to vent his anger and have some fun himself!
Mu Yi snorted coldly: "Then you guys aren't being fair either."
He Fan: "......"