Who says Beijing Film Academy has no great directors? (2002)

When the director came back from relieving himself, he saw the commotion and quickly ran over shouting.

"What's wrong! What's wrong! Why aren't you working? What are you doing?!"

The assistant director, covering his face and looking utterly dejected, cried out, "Director, she hit me!"

Liu Xiaoli's chest heaved violently with anger. She could tolerate others insulting her, but she couldn't tolerate others insulting Liu Yifei.

After hitting her, Liu Xiaoli's hands were trembling slightly, and her eyes were misty.

Zhao Jian looked incredulous. He had only been gone for a short while, and his assistant director was already trying to sabotage him.

"What did you do? Look how angry you made Sister Liu!" Zhao Jian said, slapping the assistant director on the back of the head.

This completely baffled me. What did it mean? Why was the director hitting himself?

Others may not know, but Zhao Jian does. The up-and-coming director in the industry cherishes this Miss Liu like the apple of his eye. You want to hit someone's mother-in-law? Do you still want to make a living in the industry?

As he spoke, he looked gratefully at Huang Xiaoming, who had stopped him earlier.

Zhao Jian yelled, "Get out of here! Don't get in my way!"

The assistant director was aggrieved. He had only cursed "American" once, and this woman went crazy and slapped him. Before he could even do anything, he was also scolded by the director.

In the end, he could only glare at Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli before turning away.

"I'm sorry, this kid is so disobedient. I was just a little out of sight and he started acting so disrespectfully."

Zhao Jian's words were also quite meaningful, implying that the assistant director was still a child and that Liu Xiaoli shouldn't take him seriously.

Then he dismissed the onlookers and continued to apologize to Liu Xiaoli.

"He's not very old, and he doesn't mean any harm. He just read some reports and started talking nonsense. Please don't take him seriously."

Liu Xiaoli had already slapped him, so she couldn't retaliate now.

If this gets out, it might not be good for Liu Yifei either.

So she nodded grimly, then said stiffly, "My daughter twisted her ankle and needs to go to the hospital to get it checked out, otherwise it won't be good if it delays the rest of the filming."

The director quickly said, "Of course, of course! Please go, please go."

After seeing Liu Xiaoli and her daughter off, the director was already covered in sweat.

That night, while drinking with Zhang Jizhong, I brought it up again as a joke, saying that women are not easy to mess with. Then Liu Xiaoli came up and slapped Xiao Zhao across the face.

They were all stunned.

Zhang Jizhong was completely confused. Had he heard correctly? Liu Xiaoli hit someone?

"Who? You mean Liu Xiaoli? Why did she hit someone?" Zhang Jizhong's face turned ugly.

This matter could be a big deal or a small deal; he needs to find out the truth from the person in question.

Zhao Jian took a sip of his drink, chuckled casually, and said, "Hey, it's nothing. It's just because of Liu Yifei's nationality. Little Zhao said a couple of things about Americans, and Liu Xiaoli overheard it."

Zhang Jizhong jumped to his feet and shouted, "What?!"

"Didn't I explicitly forbid the crew from talking about this?! How come there are still people gossiping, and even spreading it to people's faces!"

Zhao Jian was stunned. "Little Zhao, he..."

Faced with the enraged Zhang Jizhong, Zhao Jian couldn't bring himself to say the second half of his sentence: "I didn't mean it."

He didn't think the matter was that serious. There were so many reports about it, but Liu Xiaoli didn't go around slapping people.

Zhang Jizhong, panting heavily, cursed, "Explain yourself clearly, not a single word can be omitted! What the hell happened in your B Group today?!"

Zhao Jian could only swallow hard and tell him everything.

When he heard that Liu Yifei's foot injury was so serious that she needed to go to the hospital, his assistant director even tried to stop her from going.

Zhang Jizhong was already seething with rage. "Where the hell did you hire this brain-dead assistant director! Damn it, he's caused me so much trouble! What the hell!"

"He deserved to be slapped. If I were there, I would have slapped him to death!"

Zhao Jian was completely stunned. Was it... that serious? The bearded man was so angry.

After saying that, Zhang Jizhong frowned and began to think.

This matter can be either a big deal or a small deal.

Thinking it over, Zhang Jizhong stood up abruptly, walked a little further away, took out his phone, and called Chen Yan.

The phone rang three times before Chen Yan answered it.

"What's wrong, Producer Chen?"

Chen Yan didn't stop for a single day; he was constantly busy with Liu Yifei's matter.

We just stopped to rest for a while when Zhang Jizhong called.

Zhang Jizhong's mouth was sticky, and this was really hard to explain. "Uh... Director Chen, I want to apologize to you first."

What did he say? He said that two bastards appeared in his group and started cursing Liu Yifei and her daughter right in front of him?

Then Chen Yan would have to grab a knife and chop those two idiots up.

He had barely begun speaking when Chen Yan on the other end was about to go crazy.

"What?" Chen Yan raised his voice a few decibels.

He was exhausted from a busy day, and he was quite agitated when he heard that Liu Yifei was in trouble.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Yifei twisted her ankle while filming, but it's nothing serious. Aunt Liu has already taken her to the hospital. I've given her a break. She can come back to filming once her ankle is better."

Zhang Jizhong, as expected of someone who has been in the industry for many years, revealed the truth first, stating that Liu Yifei had injured her foot but had already been taken to the hospital.

As expected, Chen Yan calmed down a bit.

Even so, he's not in such a hurry.

But what Zhang Jizhong said next made his heart pound.

Even if Zhang Jizhong eloquently described the insult, Chen Yan was still furious.

"Producer Zhang! Is this how you handled the matter I asked you to do?" Chen Yan's words carried a hint of sarcasm.

Zhang Jizhong had no choice but to keep apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I've already fired that assistant director! Someone so blind can't work on my film crew!"

Although he had just learned about this, he decided in a second to sacrifice the pawn to save the king and push this kid out to take the hit first.

"Let's talk when I get there!" Chen Yan said and hung up the phone immediately.

Zhang Jizhong listened to the busy tone on the phone, his throat dry and hoarse.

Back at the table, he said to the bewildered Zhao Jian, "Go back and tell that little Zhao not to come tomorrow. Tell him to get lost."

Zhao Jian frowned: "Producer Zhang, is it really that serious? Is it really that big of a deal?"

The assistant director was someone he brought with him, and the two had been working together for several years. He couldn't just kick him out without saying a word.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Jizhong smashed the cup in front of him to the ground.

He shouted, "Damn it! Is it really necessary?! He caused me such a huge mess, and I've already been very lenient by just kicking him out! Chen Yan even yelled at me on the phone, do you think it's really necessary?!"

Zhao Jian was stunned. "Just for a woman..."

Zhang Jizhong cursed, "Are you out of your mind?! That's your own wife! Do you think she's one of those sluts you usually see?!"