Chapter 1790: Confrontation

Gu Zai was panicking now!

Doom!

Doom!

Eating dates will bring doom!

Looking at the smug Supervisor He in front of him, if looks could kill, Gu Zai's eyes would have already shot out a hundred flying daggers, piercing the guy into a sieve.

TVB wasn't without tourists; every day, visitors from all over the world, especially Southeast Asia, came in an endless stream. Gu Zai had encountered them before when he was at TVB.

Let alone now.

Moreover, She Siman had called Le Yiling earlier, and she had agreed.

To put it bluntly, this Supervisor He was just following orders. As for whose orders, of course it was that old woman Zeng Lizhen.

The reason was simple: Gu Zai was Liang Jiashu's man, and She Siman was now Le Yiling's woman. Naturally, Zeng Lizhen wanted to cause trouble for her two old rivals.

As for the excuse of suspecting theft, ha, it was just a pretext to fool children.

If they were actually subjected to a body search, it would be Le Yiling and Liang Jiashu who would lose face.

"Call Miss Le."

Zhao Fusheng looked at She Siman and said again.

She Siman was startled, somewhat surprised.

Gu Zai sighed, knowing that Zhao Fusheng was very displeased.

Losing so much face in front of his wife, from Gu Zai's perspective as a man, even an ordinary person would be angry.

What's more, Zhao Fusheng was no ordinary person.

Even Uncle Shao Six, I'm afraid, didn't have as much wealth as this man.

This was no joke!

Uncle Six's net worth was around one to two billion US dollars, a fact well known to many in Hong Kong.

But Zhao Fusheng...

If Gu Zai remembered correctly, the price of a single transaction when this person previously collaborated with Samsung had already exceeded three billion US dollars.

And that was just the shares of one of his companies.

The truly wealthy, that's the kind of person Zhao Fusheng was.

In fact, Gu Zai was not wrong; Zhao Fusheng was really unhappy right now.

Originally, he wanted to surprise his wife by accompanying her on a tour of TVB, but it had turned into this mess. Who would be in a good mood after that?

Zhao Fusheng felt that not cursing out loud on the spot was already a sign of good self-restraint.

She Siman quickly dialed Le Yiling's number, and when Le Yiling answered, she was almost furious.

She never imagined something so ridiculous would happen.

Wasn't it just that she had snapped back at her during the morning meeting? Zeng Lizhen was so petty as to have her subordinates cause trouble for her—enough was enough!

Ah She, stay where you are and don't let them search you recklessly. After all, they are guests from the mainland.

Le Yiling instructed She Siman over the phone, "I'll be right down!"

Regardless, this matter involved her own face, so Le Yiling was definitely going to back She Siman up.

Hanging up, She Siman looked at Supervisor He and said seriously, "Miss Le is coming right away. You'd better not act rashly."

Supervisor He smiled faintly: "Even if Miss Le comes, it's the same. We are conducting the inspection according to the rules."

Rules, my ass!

She Siman wished she could spit in his face. The guy talked like he was farting—did he think she was new to TVB and didn't know what their so-called rules really were?

On ordinary days, these people were like blind men, letting countless people come and go in and out of the station without a word. But today they were acting like diligent, responsible employees. If there wasn't something fishy going on, even a ghost wouldn't believe it!

The only problem was that they laid everything out in the open, blatantly telling you: I'm going to screw you over!

Even She Siman was helpless.

Now all she could do was pray that once Le Yiling arrived, the other side would be wary of her status and stop making trouble.

Hearing She Siman's words, Zhao Fusheng was no longer in a hurry. He stood there leisurely, surrounded by a group of bodyguards led by Wu Sijie, who shielded them in the middle.

It was only then that Supervisor He noticed that the identities of these people seemed different from what he had been told earlier.

Earlier, he had heard from his subordinates that She Siman had brought a bunch of mainland tourists to the filming location. He happened to be in Zeng Lizhen's office reporting on work, casually mentioned it, and asked if they should make things difficult. Zeng Lizhen, still furious from Le Yiling's earlier outburst, nodded in agreement.

But now it seems something is off!

These people's postures clearly revolve around that man and woman.

Even Gu Zai and She Shiman seem to be here because of them.

"You..."

Manager He hesitated, looking at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled but ignored him, instead turning to chat with Gu Zai.

He had no interest in stepping on such small fry.

"Gu Zai, does TVB usually have this kind of thing when tourists visit?" Zhao Fusheng asked casually, looking at Gu Zai.

Gu Zai gave a wry smile and shook his head: "When I was here, there was no such thing."

As he spoke, he looked at She Shiman.

She Shiman also smiled bitterly. She felt sorry about this too, but there was nothing she could do; the power struggles at the top were not something an actor like her could avoid.

From its founding to the present, TVB has always had all kinds of struggles. Even the stars, depending on which producer they follow, often end up being shelved.

Today's incident was exactly that.

In short, Zeng Lizhen had suffered a loss at the hands of Le Yiling, so she wanted to give Le Yiling a little annoyance.

But it seemed that this time, Zeng Lizhen was going to be unlucky.

After all, a man who could bring eight bodyguards and had Gu Zai eagerly come to ask for a favor to give him a tour—could such a person be an ordinary person in mainland China?

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, I'm really sorry."

She Shiman said to Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao: "I didn't expect this either. No one questioned it before. Miss Le only agreed because of that."

At this moment, being smart as she was, she naturally spoke up for her boss.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. This was indeed a clever woman, no wonder she could navigate among TVB's top brass and even break into the film circle.

"Don't worry."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly to She Shiman: "It has nothing to do with you."

As he spoke, his smile faded, and he said expressionlessly: "Whoever stirred up the trouble will have to clean it up."

She Shiyong was startled, then quickly realized. A thought suddenly arose in her heart: as long as Miss Le handled the situation appropriately, she would likely receive considerable benefits soon.

Soon, Le Yiling's figure appeared in the hall not far away.

“What’s going on?”

Before she even arrived, Le Yiling's voice had already reached them. She strode angrily to the group and said to Supervisor He, “Supervisor He, what are you doing?”

“Heh heh, Miss Le, I’m just doing my job.”

Supervisor He looked at Le Yiling with a calm expression.

Clearly, he was not bothered by Le Yiling’s anger.

After all, he was from Zeng Lizhen’s faction. Even if he acted humble before Le Yiling, she wouldn’t appreciate it; instead, she would think him duplicitous.

“Doing your job?”

Le Yiling snorted coldly, her aura fully unleashed. She stared icily at Supervisor He. “I think perhaps I should have a talk with Miss Zeng—ask her whether this was done on her orders, or whether any of you have any regard for TVB’s interests!”

Supervisor He’s expression stiffened. Facing Le Yiling, who had risen to fame at TVB and was known as the Queen, he was indeed somewhat out of his depth.

But fortunately, he had his own way.

His gaze shifting to Zhao Fusheng and the others, Supervisor He ignored Le Yiling and said directly, "You lot, open your bags and submit to an inspection."

"Huh?"

Zhao Fusheng raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, not expecting that the matter would involve him.

"Are you speaking to us?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Supervisor He and asked with a smile.

"Of course."

Supervisor He had thrown caution to the wind; at this point, if he didn't find a scapegoat, he felt he couldn't withstand Le Yiling's aura.

As for this group of mainlanders, regardless of their status—whether wealthy or noble, or of extraordinary origin—being taken on a tour of TVB by Gu Zai, what kind of significant background could they have? At best, they were just a bunch of nouveau riche.

Gu Zai quickly said, "Supervisor He, I can guarantee that my friends are all respectable people. Nothing you're worried about will happen, really."

What a ridiculous joke!

Having Zhao Fusheng's bag searched at TVB—Gu Zai felt that if such a thing actually happened, he might as well go die.

Supervisor He frowned, his face darkening.