Chapter 1235: Injury

"What the hell is going on?"

After a long silence, Zhao Fusheng asked Ye Jing word by word over the phone, his tone sharp and piercing.

Ye Jing laughed bitterly: "The situation is complicated. In short, Feihong got injured while filming. It was done by people from Hong Kong. Now, what do we do?"

"How is Sister Feihong's injury?" Zhao Fusheng asked, not paying attention to anything else.

"Huh?"

Fan Baobao's face changed color. She stood up abruptly and blurted out: "My sister is injured? What happened? Why?"

Because of Zhao Fusheng, she had a very good relationship with Yu Feihong. Especially during the filming of "A World Without Thieves," Old Jiang, as the director, had to take care of many aspects of the crew. Even with Fan Baobao, he could only offer limited care and was strict during filming. But Yu Feihong, like a big sister, encouraged Fan Baobao, helped her improve her acting skills, and analyzed roles and scripts.

Their friendship quickly deepened during that time.

Now, Yu Feihong was injured, which made Fan Baobao's heart tighten with anxiety.

If she was like this, Zhao Fusheng was even more so.

Those familiar with him knew that the more expressionless and calm his tone, the angrier he was inside. Especially now, Fan Baobao was certain that if the person who injured Yu Feihong appeared before him, Zhao Fusheng would tear him apart.

"The injury isn't serious," Ye Jing said in a deep voice. "Feihong went to guest star in a scene for the 'The Legendary Siblings' crew. The director is Wang Jing, and the leads are Zhang Weijian and Xie Tingfeng..."

What the hell!

Zhao Fusheng almost jumped up!

What the fuck was this? Out of nowhere, this drama was only being filmed now.

In his memory, this drama should have been filmed long ago. When he went to Hong Kong and met Wang Jing, he had specifically hinted at it, scaring Wang Jing half to death.

Even during the Spring Festival, Zhao Fusheng had thought about it, but later, since nothing like that happened in his memory, he forgot about it.

But he never expected that the drama was still being filmed, and it caused Sister Feihong to get injured.

"What exactly happened?" Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Explain clearly, tell me the whole story from beginning to end!"

At this moment, his attitude truly hardened.

Ye Jing was also quite helpless and told Zhao Fusheng the entire story.

To be honest, Yu Feihong's injury this time was truly an undeserved calamity, a bolt from the blue.

"The Legendary Siblings" was adapted from Gu Long's novel of the same name. It was a TV drama co-produced by Hong Kong and the mainland. In recent years, such works were common. After all, Hong Kong stars had appeal, audiences liked watching them, and the mainland had investors willing to put up money. Naturally, the producers were happy to facilitate such collaborations.

Yu Feihong was invited to guest star because she knew the producers, playing a cameo role.

But shortly after she arrived, news came that she was injured!

Ye Jing sent someone to inquire. According to the assistant, during filming, the actor playing Jiang Biehe, Wang Bozhao, was brought in on a stretcher. One of the male leads, Xie Tingfeng, kicked the stretcher, while Zhang Weijian swung his arm and slapped Wang Bozhao hard across the face. Then the three of them started brawling.

Calling it a brawl was not quite accurate; it was more like the two young men, Zhang and Xie, ganging up on the middle-aged Wang Bozhao.

The reason Yu Feihong got injured was that she tried to break up the fight. She was pushed hard, either by Xie Tingfeng or Zhang Weijian, fell to the ground, and hit her head.

"Feihong's injury is okay, but her face was scratched..." Ye Jing said with a bitter laugh.

Zhao Fusheng's brow furrowed deeply. As an actress, Yu Feihong had been injured on the face!

"What's the situation now?" Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath to keep himself from cursing, and asked calmly.

"Wang Bochao's side has already called the police. The crew wants to let the matter drop," Ye Jing explained slowly. After the incident, he immediately sent people to investigate, after all, he had a very good relationship with Yu Feihong.

Let the matter drop?

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "Dream on. Where are the two guys who did the hitting?"

In his view, since his sister was accidentally injured, if the other side was smart, they would apologize quickly. Otherwise, he would really lose his temper.

"Well, they plan to return to Hong Kong," Ye Jing hesitated and replied.

"What?"

The expression on Zhao Fusheng's face instantly turned ugly.

He had originally thought that even if the two guys weren't locked up, they would at least be forced to apologize. But these two perpetrators were just going to walk away? What the hell was this?

"After all, it was just an assault without serious consequences, and the police can't detain them now," Ye Jing said helplessly.

The incident happened in the morning, and it was now noon. It was already difficult for him to get the news so quickly.

Zhao Fusheng sneered: "So, these two, including that damn crew, not only didn't apologize to Sister Feihong, but are acting as if nothing happened?"

"Well, they might also be busy settling things with Wang Bochao," Ye Jing said matter-of-factly. "I plan to rally some people to help Wang Bochao seek justice and demand an apology."

Clearly, he was making an issue of it.

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak immediately but pondered for about ten seconds, then said calmly: "We call the police too."

"Huh?"

Ye Jing was stunned, completely not understanding Zhao Fusheng's meaning.

"This matter can't just end like this," Zhao Fusheng said word by word. "Now arrange for someone to call the police, hire a lawyer, sue them for assault, and demand civil compensation. Also, spread the word: whoever helps the Hong Kong people is bullying us mainland filmmakers."

"This... isn't it too much? I'm afraid the higher-ups will interfere," Ye Jing hesitated for a moment and said to Zhao Fusheng. After all, he knew the industry better than Zhao Fusheng. Not to mention the film and television circle, the higher-ups were generally very cautious about matters involving Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, fearing to disrupt unity across the strait.

If Zhao Fusheng did this, it might make the higher-ups misunderstand that he had other intentions.

Zhao Fusheng smiled faintly: "Don't worry. They're just a few artists. The higher-ups won't cause trouble for us over this. Besides, don't you think that in the past two years, the Hong Kong side has been too arrogant?"

Ye Jing was silent for a moment after hearing Zhao Fusheng's last words, then sighed.

Zhao Fusheng was right. With the emergence of co-productions, actors, directors, and other professionals from Hong Kong had flocked north in large numbers. While they brought some advanced things, more importantly, they made many in the mainland entertainment industry feel dissatisfied.

For example, when filming, Hong Kong stars commanded higher prices and greater pomp. Within the crew, although mainlanders were the majority, they worked at the bottom—odd jobs, crew services, distributing box lunches. Hong Kongers were relatively few but all in technical roles—makeup, lighting, props—and their status was clearly higher.

In fact, if we go back to the last century, there was indeed a gap between the two regions in film production. But now, that gap has rapidly narrowed, and it's more about an inequality in mindset.

The golden age of Hong Kong cinema was its peak; one person could support a whole family. But after the new millennium, Hong Kong films declined, and the treatment of industry workers plummeted, even affecting their livelihoods, forcing many to change careers.

A large portion of these people, unable to make it in Hong Kong and finding no work, came to the mainland to make a living.

On the mainland, the film and television circle was in a stage of gradual development. Wealthy investors began to pay attention to the industry, and bosses always felt that mainland production teams were outdated and behind the times.

The monks from afar can chant the sutras better.

Thus, Hong Kong production teams, actors, and directors became the darlings of investors.

The ensuing conflicts naturally arose, and as the mainland entertainment industry developed, the conflicts became increasingly sharp.