Urban All-Round Master Chapter 213 - 213 216 I'm not a thing

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When the office door was opened, Lin Zifeng was seen smiling at a woman.

The woman, startled at first, quickly adjusted her clothes and then ran out with her head bowed.

Lin Zifeng, with a smile on his face, slowly walked into the office.

Seeing Zhang Fatty organizing his clothes in the boss’s chair, Lin Zifeng laughed heartily, “Sorry, Director Zhang, I hope I didn’t interrupt anything just now?”

Lin Zifeng looked at Zhang Fatty with a half-smile, while the two won behind him blushed, seemingly disdainful of Zhang Fatty.

Their expressions were particularly gloomy.

“Who, who are you?” Zhang Fatty lifted his head to look at Lin Zifeng, then shifted his gaze toward ng Youjing and the other woman, becoming sowhat puzzled.

“ng Youjing, what is this?”

Having just been at the top, suddenly being thrust down made Zhang Fatty feel extrely uncomfortable, hence his long face.

“Director Zhang, today we are here to discuss a contract matter with you.” ng Youjing tried to maintain a smile, despite inwardly loathing the man.

Nevertheless, she played her part, irked by Zhang Fatty’s ridiculous insistence on Huahua performing a bed scene with a certain star.

Was all this trouble really necessary?

“Ha!

Discuss a contract?” Zhang Fatty straightened his tie, his eyes dismissively glanced at them, then he scoffed, “Discuss what contract?

Haven’t your bosses told you clearly?”

“But the contract we previously discussed is absolutely not what you are suggesting now.

So we want to discuss it, hoping…”

“Impossible.” Zhang Fatty, looking imposing, sharply interrupted ng Youjing, scoffed, “Let tell you, Assistant ng, let’s get the ugly words upfront.

Don’t forget, it’s your Zhongxing Entertainnt Company’s boss who begged us to discuss the contract.

If you have any questions, just call your boss directly.

That’s not my responsibility.”

Zhang Fatty leisurely took out a black cigar from his desk, his face full of pride, clearly making things difficult for them.

“You!

How can you do this?

I rember the contract clearly stated it was just about discussing script filming, not about large-scale filming.” ng Youjing was slightly furious.

Being deceived and treated like a fool is sothing no one could stand.

“Hmph, Miss ng, are you really naive, or are you pretending to be?

Don’t you understand such simple things in the entertainnt industry after all these years?” Zhang Fatty coldly scoffed again.

“Oh?

Is that so?

Are there unwritten rules in the entertainnt industry as well?” Finally, the silent until now Lin Zifeng spoke up.

“Who are you?

What the hell are you, and what right do you have to speak here?” Since the beginning, Zhang Fatty had noticed Lin Zifeng’s presence.

He assud Lin Zifeng was just a junior brought along by the won to bolster their front and had not paid much attention.

However, now that Lin Zifeng had spoken up, Zhang Fatty frowned, feeling uncomfortable.

Behaving so wildly on his own turf was unbearable.

“?

Haha, I’m not an object.

May I ask Mr.

Zhang, can I answer like that?” Lin Zifeng was still smiling as he looked at Zhang Fatso, his eyes gleaming fiercely, exuding an aura of ‘I’m a hooligan, who am I afraid of?’

Even Huahua, who had been silent by his side, was sowhat shocked.

Originally, she ca with Lin Zifeng just to put on a show, to speak with pride, but she hadn’t expected this seemingly calm guy to suddenly start questioning Zhang Fatso, suddenly feeling a warm flow from within her heart.

“Kid, don’t think just because you’re young and your family has so money, you can act lawlessly.

Let tell you, kid, you need to keep a low profile.

Didn’t your parents ever tell you that there are so people you can’t afford to ss with?” Zhang Fatso narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of murderous intent flashing through them as he clasped a black cigar in one hand, his tone sowhat threatening.

“Haha, they never ntioned that.

I wonder if Mr.

Zhang could enlighten ?

I’m just a greenhorn entering society and I really don’t understand it well.

If Mr.

Zhang is leisurely and elegant enough, why not explain it to ?

Maybe I’ll get scared and might even kneel down to you.”

The aning behind Lin Zifeng’s words was clearly mocking Zhang Fatso, the tone filled with ridicule, which seed sowhat odd to hear.

“Kid, are you sick of living?

Daring to make a scene in my company?” Zhang Fatso was furious, slamming his hand on the mahogany desk so hard that the computer started to shake slightly.

Seeing this, Huahua and ng Youjing, already intimidated, quickly stepped back and anxiously glanced towards Lin Zifeng, hoping he would be more cautious, lest they not only be unable to return but might even find it difficult to leave the building.

They knew all too well the chaos of the entertainnt industry.

Most company bosses had shady backgrounds, especially this production company.

Rumor had it that their behind-the-scenes boss was a prominent figure in Macau.

If they truly offended him today, many unexpected things could happen.

“What if I said I really am sick of living, Mr.

Zhang?

What would you do to then?”

Lin Zifeng, with his hands pressed on the desk, slowly leaned forward, a smile still on his face, his tone playful.

If this guy didn’t have a strong backing and dared to act so arrogantly, he could either be a tiger backed by a powerful figure or a lunatic.

At this mont, Zhang Fatso also seed sowhat at a loss, looking at Lin Zifeng’s composed aura, he was really scared.

Only heaven knew who this beast really was; maybe today he really had angered a devil.

Zhang Fatso’s facial muscles twitched slightly as he gritted his teeth and, from his mouth full of yellow teeth, he eked out a few words, “Don’t know where you’re from, brother?”

“Mr.

Zhang, I don’t quite understand what you an by asking that?”

Lin Zifeng began to play dumb with this beast.

You must fight fire with fire with such people; if you try to reason with them, it’s like playing the lute to a cow.

People like Zhang Fatso who rely on powerful backers probably have shady backgrounds as well.

When you talk sense to them, they just ss with you even more.

“Are you f***ing playing gas with ?”

Zhang Fatso couldn’t hold back anymore and exploded, pointing at Lin Zifeng’s nose and cursing loudly, his face changing rapidly as if he had beco a different person.

It seed he wanted to march up to Lin Zifeng and slap him right away.

Zhang Fatso had seen arrogance before, but this was the first ti soone had dared be so arrogant inside his own company.