Chapter 788: Outburst

All along, Lin Hai's impression of Zhao Fusheng as a producer had not been particularly deep.

Because Zhao Fusheng gave people the feeling of being too easygoing, always smiling, as if he never got angry. Even from the start to the end of filming, he never once lost his temper.

Compared to the crews he had been with before, Zhao Fusheng was probably the producer with the least presence that Lin Hai had ever encountered.

Occasionally, when talking about this young producer with colleagues on set, everyone felt that Zhao Fusheng was more like a student than a representative of the investors.

But everyone also knew that his position at Future Advertising must be significant, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent to the crew; even the director treated him with courtesy.

Of course, as time went on and Zhao Fusheng appeared harmless, everyone assumed he had a good temper.

But now, for some reason, Zhao Fusheng had only said two words, yet Lin Hai suddenly felt a chill piercing through his bones.

"Wait..."

Zhao Fusheng spoke slowly, stopping Lin Hai and Liu Shaomei beside him.

"I think some things are better clarified," Zhao Fusheng's calm voice rang out, neither loud nor soft, but clear enough for everyone present to hear, and naturally for Lin Hai and Liu Shaomei as well.

"This... is it necessary, Producer Zhao? She's drunk and talking nonsense," Lin Hai turned around, pale-faced, still trying to argue. Clearly, he absolutely did not want Liu Shaomei to say anything more.

Gao Qun frowned deeply. By now, he had roughly figured out some things and vaguely guessed that Lin Hai had played some negative role in this.

"Fusheng, maybe we should talk about this back at the hotel," Gao Qun hesitated and lowered his voice to Zhao Fusheng.

In his mind, even if there were issues, it wasn't appropriate to bring them up in front of so many people, as it would harm the entire crew's reputation.

"Why talk about it back at the hotel?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned, glanced at Gao Qun: "Director Gao, are you familiar with this girl?"

"Huh?" Gao Qun was startled and quickly shook his head: "Are you kidding? I've never even spoken to her."

This was a matter of principle; Gao Qun had to make it clear to Zhao Fusheng, otherwise he would lose face in the other's eyes, and it would be him, Gao Qun, who would be embarrassed.

As a director, not being able to control one's own desires was no secret in the industry, but the problem was that Gao Qun valued this drama highly and didn't want to be saddled with that kind of reputation.

"I don't think Director Gao is that kind of person, but since she's said it in front of so many people, we can't just let them go without a word, can we?" Zhao Fusheng said without a trace of emotion.

"No, no, Producer, you've misunderstood. She's drunk," Lin Hai quickly said.

At that moment, his hand tightly gripped Liu Shaomei's arm, wishing he could drag her away from there right now.

"Enough, stop hiding it," Zhao Fusheng said coldly, glancing at Lin Hai. He didn't really hate or despise such people; these mutually agreeable matters were common in both the advertising and film circles. If Liu Shaomei hadn't mentioned him, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't even have bothered with this.

But since she had dragged him into it, Zhao Fusheng felt he needed to teach some people a lesson.

"I..." Lin Hai's face was pale; he knew this matter couldn't be hidden anymore.

"You what? Get out of the way!" Zhao Fusheng stepped forward to stand before the two, speaking coldly to Lin Hai.

Then he looked at Liu Shaomei and said calmly: "Miss Liu, I really want to know, who told you that I or Director Gao had any interest in you? Or what makes you think that our Future Advertising's next drama would have a role for you?"

Though this might be a bit direct, Zhao Fusheng thought it was best to lay everything out in the open rather than hide things.

"Him!"

Liu Shaomei, perhaps emboldened by alcohol, her face flushed red, pointed at Lin Hai: "He took thirty thousand yuan from me, and, and he took advantage of my body..."

"You!"

Lin Hai's face completely lost color at her words, as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.

This kind of thing was essentially an unspoken rule, a private matter. Now that it was brought into the open, it was completely ruined.

The reason unspoken rules are unspoken is that they cannot see the light of day.

Exposure means death!

"What's going on?" Even Gao Qun's face changed. He knew Lin Hai liked women, and often turned a blind eye when Lin Hai took advantage of actresses. In a muddy pond, you don't expect clear water; as long as it was mutually agreeable, Gao Qun didn't bother to say anything.

But the problem was, this time he had taken money, and worse, under the guise of using Gao Qun and Zhao Fusheng's names. That was different.

At the very least, it damaged the reputations of Gao Qun and Zhao Fusheng; at worst, it was fraud, and fraud involving both money and sex.

Zhao Fusheng, however, looked at Liu Shaomei and asked word by word: "Is what you said true?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

Liu Shaomei was truly drunk, completely unaware of Zhao Fusheng and Gao Qun's reactions, pointing at them: "You, none of you are good people, all liars, big liars. I'm going to call the police and have you arrested!"

"Fine, let's call the police."

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Zhao Fusheng calmly pulled out his phone: "I think it's best for the police to handle this."

"No, no, no."

"Are you crazy!"

The first was Lin Hai, the second was Gao Qun; both spoke in unison, trying to stop Zhao Fusheng.

"Get lost!"

Without another word, Zhao Fusheng kicked Lin Hai in the stomach, knocking him to the ground, then looked at Gao Qun: "Director Gao, what, are you going to plead for this bastard?"

From the tone of his voice, Lin Hai knew that Zhao Fusheng was barely suppressing his anger. After all, having someone use his name to do such things without his knowledge would be unbearable for anyone.

"Fusheng, I think we should handle this internally. If it goes to the police station, the media will definitely find out, and I'm worried it will affect the TV series..." Gao Qun hesitated but voiced his concerns.

After all, in his view, the drama "Conquest" was above everything else. He didn't want anything to hinder it.

In other words, if this had erupted a few years later, he would definitely side with Liu Shaomei, go after Lin Hai relentlessly, teach him a lesson, and even personally take him to the police station. But the problem was that the drama had just wrapped up today, and post-production was about to begin. Gao Qun didn't want this scandal to affect the entire crew.

"Teacher Zhao, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please give me a chance. Just treat me like a fart and let me go, okay?" Lin Hai, ignoring the pain from being kicked, scrambled up and fell to his knees, begging Zhao Fusheng repeatedly.

Clearly, he was terrified. If Zhao Fusheng actually called the police, his actions would definitely warrant criminal punishment.

"Hahahaha... You liar, you're like a dog!" Liu Shaomei laughed loudly. Obviously, seeing Lin Hai in this state gave her great satisfaction.

Zhao Fusheng looked at her helplessly, sighed, and shook his head: "You, you deserve it!"

"What?" Zhao Fusheng hadn't lowered his voice, so his words reached Liu Shaomei's ears clearly, leaving her stunned. She had thought he was standing up for her, but what did he mean?

"To be honest, if he hadn't used my name, I can assure you I wouldn't have even asked about this," Zhao Fusheng glanced at Liu Shaomei and said flatly: "It's because there are girls like you, who are so desperate to become stars that they throw away all sense of propriety and shame, that scum like him get the chance. You chose this crooked path yourself, so you have to be prepared to be taken advantage of."

For a moment, the entire banquet hall fell silent. No one expected Zhao Fusheng to say such a thing.

Whose side was this guy on?

"Fusheng..."

Gao Qun's face was also red. The situation had spiraled out of control, far from what he had hoped. The originally pleasant wrap party had turned into a confession session, slapping Gao Qun in the face, and the one who did it was the assistant director he himself had brought.

"Forget it, Director Gao. I'm a bit tired. You handle this," Zhao Fusheng glanced at Gao Qun, suddenly feeling disheartened. The little goodwill he had for the entertainment industry workers vanished completely in this incident, because he could see that many people around seemed indifferent to Liu Shaomei's situation.

What did that mean?

It meant that in everyone's hearts, they didn't care about the transaction between her and Lin Hai. These people thought it was normal.

It had to be said that when people's values become distorted, the bottom line of society is not far from collapsing.

"I have only one request: this Lin Hai must be handed over to the police. As for whether it will affect the TV series, I'll explain to both Future Advertising and Phoenix Film."

With these words, Zhao Fusheng walked out of the banquet hall alone. If he stayed one more minute, he feared he wouldn't be able to stop himself from hitting someone.