Director Zhang was sober enough by then. Cold sweat streaked down his back as he regretted what he did that night.
“Sir Chen, I…”
“What did you want him to wait for?” Nan Chen’s voice was colder this time.
“Nothing. I just wanted to collaborate with Ms. Ding, so we spoke for a bit. And then Lunlun came along and splashed wine in my face. I didn’t say anything.” Director Zhang explained.
“You wanted to work with him?” Nan Chen asked Ning Ran.
Ning Ran immediately waved her handed. I’m not taking the fall for this.
“Nope. He approached me with the offer. Wanted my WeChat, but I didn’t have my phone, so he grabbed my hand. Luckily, Lunlun saw that when he came over and splashed him.” Ning Ran clarified.
“Is this what happened?” Nan Chen turned to Zheng Lunlun.
Zheng Lunlun nodded as he felt a tad guilty. “I… I was a bit impulsive just now. But I…”
“How did you do it?” Nan Chen interrupted.
“What?” Zheng Lunlun did not understand.
“I asked, how did you do it?”
“Oh. I just picked up a glass of wine from the table and splashed…”
“Do it again.”
“Huh?” Zheng Lunlun was astonished.
“Do it again.” Nan Chen tone was ice cold.
Zheng Lunlun and Ning Ran, as well as Director Zhang, were all stumped. No one knew what was on his mind.
“Do it!”
“Okay.”
Zheng Lunlun had no choice. Hence, he picked up a glass of wine, and again, splashed it on Director Zhang’s face.
Director Zhang’s expression was terrible, but he did not make a sound. His hand raised towards his face in an attempt to wipe it dry.
“No wiping.” Nan Chen with his cold voice.
“Sir Chen…”
“Which hand did you use to grab her?” Nan Chen asked.
“I…”
“Which hand!”
“I saw it! It’s this one!” Zheng Lunlun realized that his uncle was not blaming him. Thus, he quickly pointed towards Director Zhang’s right hand after he let out a sigh of relief.
“Is that so?” Nan Chen looked at Director Zhang.
“Mr. Chen, this is a misunderstanding…”
“Stretch it out!” Nan Chen commanded.
“I…”
“Stretch it out.” Nan Chen’s tone was heavier.
Director Zhang was terrified as Nan Chen’s murderous intent sipped out. Without a choice, he obediently put out his hand.
“On the table.” Nan Chen instructed.
Director Zhang did what he said and placed his right hand on the table.
“Give him a bottle of wine.” Nan Chen signaled Zheng Lunlun.
Zheng Lunlun ran to the side. He returned with an unopened bottle of wine and handed it to Director Zhang.
“Her hand was never something you could touch.” Nan Chen spoke as if he was the harbinger from hell.
“I was wrong Mr. Chen…”
“Smash it until the bottle shatters.” Nan Chen said.
“What?”
“Use your left hand to smash your right hand. Let it know that there are people in this world it can never touch. Don’t go harassing any woman you see!”
“Mr. Chen, give me a chance…”
“This IS your chance, or your hand would be chopped off by now!” Nan Chen exclaimed
“I…”
“If you don’t do it. I’ll ask someone to do it for you. After this, you will disappear from the scene. No more movies, heck, not even short videos from you ever again!” Nan Chen said firmly.
“Sir Chen…”
“Do it!”
Director Zhang was filled with regret. He drank a tad too much and wanted to tempt a newbie. Never would he have thought that he would end up this way.
He offended that one man in front of him. With that, it looked like his future in the industry had ended then and there.
He does what he says. This man is capable of that. Damn it. Why did I have to pick his girl out of all these girls here?
Seeing how flirty this director was, I’m sure a lot of actresses had fallen victim to him. He deserves this.
Will he stop after Nan Chen leaves?
He’s not going to ask me to follow him to the washroom right?
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