I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 402 400. Endless

   These two barrels of ink were splashed and brushed, making a mess.

  But in less than two hours, it turned upside down a piece of Qinghe on the entire network.

  Zhang Ziyi was splashed with ink?

   Still being scolded for seducing other people's husbands and defrauding others of money?

   When the nickname of "International Zhang" was being shouted in full swing, this kind of thing happened! ?

  Zhang Ziyi's home is indeed upstairs in the Park Hyatt Hotel.

   This is known to many people.

  And now this kind of behavior of splashing ink and pouring dirty water at the door of the house...

  What netizens think is: who did it?

  And what the insiders think is: who dares?

  A star can rise, it is definitely not a lone tree standing bare on a shallow beach.

   In other words, what people can see is only the lone tree above the shallows.

  The truly invisible things are hidden in the water and buried in the soil.

  Investors, funders, backers...etc.

  They hide deep and dark.

   It's not that it's not blind, it's just unnecessary.

   They don't need to be seen by everyone.

   To put it bluntly, every entertainment character is just the final product of a factory.

  Product output, the masses pay.

  Whether the money paid for the bill falls into the hands of the factory to pay wages or for something else has nothing to do with anyone, just close the door and digest it yourself.

  But if someone suddenly tampered with the factory's products at this time, or simply kicked them away...

   Then he offended not only the product.

   There are also huge factories behind the products, as well as suppliers who supply raw materials to the factories, etc.

  The bigger the coffee position, the less likely it is to offend.

  Because there are too many things involved.

  Can now...

   Someone moved the International Zhang! ?

  Someone dared to touch International Zhang?

  ? ? ? ?

  As soon as the news came out, countless netizens began to eat melons on the Internet, but some people who knew the matter had already begun to think about the consequences of this matter.

  Liang Bingning is at Yanjing's home at this very moment, staring at the blurry photos on the computer in a daze.

  She just got home.

  End the filming of "Sunshine Chongqing".

   She was quite happy today.

  Let's not mention next year, and some events and catwalks at the end of the year, just talk about film and television, she can finally take a break.

  The original plan was to get a good night’s sleep today, to put off all work tomorrow, and to wake up whenever I wanted.

   It doesn't matter if you sleep until the 25th.

  In short, sleep until you wake up naturally, then have a delicious meal, and make yourself a relaxing meal before New Year's Day.

  But just after she took a shower, she received a call from Yang Tianzhen:

   "Sister, read the news quickly! Something happened to Zhang Ziyi!"

  When she heard this, Liang Bingning's first reaction was another person's name: Zhao Xinyu.

  After all, after leaving Xu's house that day, she took the initiative to clear up all the commissions from Zhang Ziyi.

  Although he didn't make it so clear, his attitude had already changed from being warm and catering to a polite way of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

  Using filming as an excuse, she has begun to consciously avoid the other party.

   Xu Zong's energy...she knows.

   Or to put it more... inappropriately.

  From the moment she knew that Xu Xin was Mr. Xu's own son, she felt that she was not wronged when she "lost".

   And being pointed out that night, she suddenly realized that she had been involved in a kind of... No matter what, she would end up in a terrible situation. After the incident of being divided into five horses, the cold sweat that night when she went to bed didn't stop.

  Suddenly, more than half of the vanity and illusion brought to her by the soaring career this year have been awakened.

  After thinking a lot, she gave many different tasks to the people she trusted around her. As for Yang Tianzhen, she has only one order:

   "Pay close attention to Zhang Ziyi's news and movements, and let me know anytime."

   Now that she knew about it from Yang Tianzhen and thought of Zhao Xinyu, after reading all the news that happened on the scene, the more she read it, the more she felt...it wasn't that simple.

  This method seems simple and rude.

But…

   So **** effective!

  First, send someone to the hotel to "tell" the whole story.

  Zhang Ziyi seduces other people's husbands and defrauds them of money.

   Then go outside... To put it bluntly, it's like pouring blood on the door of a house in the old society.

  Curse others to die.

  This matter... can be big or small.

   To put it mildly, it may be some black fans "spoofing"... After all, they only splashed photos, not real people.

  Splashed two buckets of ink, even if caught, it is a vandalism of public facilities, fined and fined.

   Whether it can be detained by public security is a matter of opinion.

  It can be said to be big...

  If you really dig deep, it doesn't matter who splashes ink at all. The important stuff was all about what the crowd was shouting in the hotel lobby.

  A first-line actress seduces other people's husbands, and also defrauds them of money?

  This thing...

   Even if others want to dig, Zhang Ziyi will let people dig it?

  Whoever wants to dig, she, the sufferer, has to be the first to stand up and stop.

  Because as long as this matter is dug up, she will be the most unlucky.

  And as long as she stops her and doesn't let go after biting her to death, any rumors that are widely spread outside will be just speculation.

  Things that are not acknowledged are at most just gossip, not news.

  Zhang Ziyi has to try to find a way to stop the mouth of the person who did this, and at the same time, she must admit that the two buckets of "dung" were thrown on herself.

   Unless she wants the truth about what she did.

   Otherwise, she will have to endure this matter forever!

   Endure until the people forget.

   Endure until the storm calms down.

   And this tolerance...

  She will be in the circle in the future...maybe she can still get along. But Liang Bingning felt that she would not be seen for at least two to three years.

   So here comes the problem.

  An actress, exactly at this age... How many more years are there?

  She...is not young anymore.

   This year is just 30 years old.

  I'm going to be 31 soon.

   After two or three years, I will be 35.

   What else can you do when you come out?

   Playing the role of mother?

  The law of actresses is there.

  20 years old is 20 years old, 30 years old is 30 years old.

  It cannot be covered up by makeup or whitening P pictures.

   No matter how good the acting skills are, it is useless.

  In the entertainment industry, let alone Zhang Ziyi, who in their 30s can’t feel the power of those post-85 actors?

  Don't mention anything else.

  If Mimi hadn't been led by Xu Xin, she would have already been flying!

  Wait for people like Liu Mi, Zhang Mi, and Da Sami to stand up, the 30-generations whose living space has begun to tighten up...what about Zhang Ziyi?

  It's useless to have a backer.

   Now this circle changes every year.

  This... is to push Zhang Ziyi to a dead end! ?

   Didn't talk about retreat at all?

   "Hiss~~~~"

  Luxurious European-style bedroom.

  The woman sitting in front of the vanity mirror with a notebook suddenly felt a little cold.

   Obviously, the heating is as hot as spring.

  But her hands and feet inevitably became cold.

  After thinking about it, she forgot to take care of her skin, and returned to the bed with her notebook in hand.

   While stepping on the carpet for a few steps, suddenly, she thought of a sentence:

   "Are you so afraid? Didn't Sanjin stop you for you?"

   All of a sudden, the temperature in the bed rose.

   "Hoo..."

  Heaved a sigh of relief, she pinched the fingers that had begun to bleed again, generating temperature, and after returning to her senses...suddenly gave a wry smile.

   Hang.

   Just a little bit...

   If it weren't for three...Xu Xin.

  If it wasn't for... Mr. Xu...

  Thinking of this, she quickly picked up the phone next to the bed and quickly edited a text message:

"Thanks."

   After finding Xu Xin's mobile phone number, he sent it to him.

   This feels more at ease.

  After sending it to Xu Xin, she edited another message:

   "President Xu, I'm Bingbing...Thank you..."

   After editing, pause...

   Doesn't seem right.

   After quickly deleting it, I edited another one:

   "Mr. Xu, thank you for the previous matter. I don't know when you will be free. I would like to invite you and Xu Xin..."

   Editing to this point, she stopped again.

   After thinking about it, delete it again.

  And this time, after hesitating for a while, she finally edited the last text message:

   "President Xu, are you asleep? Is it convenient to make a call?"

  …

   "Send you a thank you?"

"yes."

  Xu Xin nodded, handed the mobile phone to his wife, and took the porridge from Jay Chou.

   "Hey, let me tell you, we've been eating hot pot for so long, and what we've been waiting for is this bowl of porridge. Try it, it's super fresh~"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin stirred the chopsticks and found that there was an oyster that fell into it. He took it out, passed the pot, and handed it to Wang Sicong:

"Give."

  I don’t know why these two days, but Wang Sicong, who has dark eye circles, doesn’t dislike it either. After putting it in his bowl, he said again:

   "Don't make trouble. This chili is very hot. You have a concert the day after tomorrow. Whose fault is it if your throat is hoarse?"

   "Tsk..."

   Jay Chou’s eyes are full of pity:

   "Auntie Yang's soy sauce tonight, I like it very much. This chili is spicy and fragrant~"

   "Then you have to eat less."

  While speaking, the old man picked up the red wine glass again.

   "There's wine in the glass. After drinking, we all disband. The old wolf will come back tomorrow, what should we arrange?"

   "噗~~~"

  Xu Xin took a breath.

  The smoke came out along the flue of the greenhouse.

"I finished talking to Brother Qian. He rented a piece of land from Li Xian, and said he wanted to build a zoo or something. To kill pigs tomorrow, let's arrange a pot of pig slaughtering dishes for Lao Lang and we'll be done. Go to cheers in the past."

  Hearing what Xu Xin said, Wang Sicong nodded quickly:

   "This is good, this is good...Let me tell you, the pigs that are slaughtered must be freshly killed to taste."

   "That's right, the pork red I ate last time was delicious~"

   Stealing another chopstick of chili, Jay Chou, whose lips were starting to turn red, also nodded vigorously.

  The three brothers got together today just to attend the summit night concert the day after tomorrow.

  In addition, all the staff on the Western side will rest for Christmas, and Lang Lang is also free. The brothers are so happy that they can get together again to spend time and drink together.

  No, tonight is Jay Chou clamoring about what he wants to eat porridge hot pot in the afternoon, and Yang Mi has been busy talking about it all afternoon, entertaining the big guy at home.

   Another meal lasted until the wee hours of the morning.

   But it doesn't matter.

  Anyway, nothing happened recently.

   Guarding the warm conservatory, drinking and chatting. This is actually the Maodong of the northerners.

  If Lang Lang was here, he might be clamoring to sleep on the hot kang again.

   After New Year's Day, the whole family, including Yang Mi, went to live in Wanwan for a while. Enjoy the warm sunny beach, pack up and get ready for the New Year.

  Is there anything to talk about next year.

   While the three of them were chatting about the arrangements for the past few days with the last glass of wine, Yang Mi was chatting non-stop with Liang Bingning on her mobile phone.

   "Sister Bingbing, I'm Mimi, what's the matter? Thank you for your kind words?"

   "Huh? Honey? You haven't rested yet?"

   "No, Xu Xin and the rest of us are eating supper. Have you finished filming your movie?"

"I just came home."

   "Then come to eat at home these two days?"

   "...Mimi, haven't you read the news yet?"

   "News? What's up?"

   "...Look, it's about Zhang Ziyi."

  ? ? ?

  When she saw Liang Bingning's news, Yang Mi frowned.

  After thinking about it, she said to Xu Xin:

   "Sister Bingbing said something happened to Zhang Ziyi, I'll check the news."

   "Zhang Ziyi?"

  Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

   "Okay. Tell her, reassure her, it's okay."

"Um."

  Yang Mi left the table first.

  Jay Chou, who heard the two talking, looked indifferent.

  He's not that keen on gossip.

   Instead, it was Wang Sicong:

   "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

   "I don't know what's wrong."

  Xu Xin rolled his eyes, smash it, smash it...

   It was a good meal tonight.

   It’s just too bland.

  I didn’t eat any mutton for a meal, so this hot pot always feels uncomfortable.

   Soon Yang Mi came out with a laptop.

   "Here, see for yourself..."

  The three gentlemen arched their heads together, after reading the huge ink marks on the poster of Ziyi on the website, and the text message of "defrauding people of money" at the scene...

  Xu Xin frowned.

   The feeling of drinking that I didn't drink too much in the first place gradually subsided.

   And before Jay Chou and Wang Sicong could react, they suddenly said:

   "Amazing... This trick... Absolutely!"

  The two of them didn't understand what he said.

   But Yang Mi nodded:

"Indeed, this is driving people to a dead end. Zhang Ziyi has to cover everyone's mouths desperately, and at the same time, she can't do anything. Otherwise, she will offend more people... Even if she knows who did it, she won't I can't say it. This is the most uncomfortable thing... Her coffee position can't be kept."

  After hearing what the couple said, Jay Chou and Wang Sicong knew...

  The hated Xu Sibaixin and Yang Sibaishan are online.

   "You two say something we can understand."

   "...tsk."

  Xu Xin looked at the two people, shook his head helplessly, and began to explain.

  And what he and Yang Mi thought were the same as what Liang Bingning analyzed.

  After repeating it again, and clarifying the cause and effect of Zhao Xinyu, he sighed:

"No wonder the old man said that this woman is not easy... What she did was really beyond everyone's expectations. I thought she would use some resources or contacts to tie Zhang Ziyi straight from the top, and then the two sides had a round of interest exchange ...Zhang Ziyi got out obediently...I didn't expect to be so tricky!"

   "..."

   "..."

  As soon as these words were said, Wang Sicong and Jay Chou's minds were a little slow to keep up.

  But Yang Mi hit the nail on the head:

   "What Aunt Zhao wants is not profit."

   "Yes, this is standing up. Tsk tsk tsk..."

   As he spoke, he pouted at his phone:

   "You can call Sister Bingbing. Let her be at ease... It's nothing to do with her."

"okay."

  Yang Mi nodded, took it and called Liang Bingning.

  But just after calling, I was suddenly taken aback...

"What's wrong?"

   "On a call..."

  Hearing this, Xu Xin didn't think too much, and nodded:

   "Then let's do it tomorrow. This incident just happened...the follow-up has to be fermented. First, let's see the reactions of all parties~ I also want to see... what else Aunt Zhao has to do."

  Intuition told him that the "trick" to make Zhang Ziyi infinitely passive by using such a "jianghu style" method and choosing such a tricky entry point should be regarded as a small punishment.

  But this Aunt Zhao’s attitude towards Zhang Ziyi last time...

   It's not like a temperament that can be finished with a small punishment.

  Behind...maybe there must be some more.

   The cough persists.

  (end of this chapter)