Chapter 119 A Fierce Fight
Lu Yanhe and the others looked up.
The person who pushed open the door and came in was a member of another boy band.
MX.
Star Entertainment Entertainment launched a brand new boy group last year. Unlike Fengzhi, MX has maintained high popularity since its launch.
This five-member boy group consists of members who are all eighteen or nineteen years old. In terms of image, they follow the same path as Feng Zhiyou, all being positioned as youth idols.
MX's debut became the final straw that broke Fengzhi's back.
After that, the group activities that Fengzhi used to do frequently gradually decreased, and all of them were transferred to MX.
The man who just mocked Lu Yanhe and the others without any politeness is Ma Zhiyuan. He is a rich second-generation like Li Zhibai. His family owns a company and is very wealthy. He came to the entertainment industry to be an artist just for fun.
"Who the hell are you calling trash?" Li Zhibai immediately stood up, pointing at Ma Zhiyuan, "Say it again if you dare!"
Ma Zhiyuan scoffed and said, "Have you resolved the issue of your family forcing someone to jump off a building? You're just making a scene here, trying to scare whoever you're trying to intimidate!"
Li Zhi was so angry that he was about to roll up his sleeves and beat someone up on the spot.
Yan Liang and Lu Yanhe grabbed him from the left and right.
"Why are you arguing with an idiot?" Lu Yanhe advised in a normal voice, without lowering his voice.
Li Zhibai: "Because this idiot deserves a beating."
Ma Zhiyuan sneered and glanced at Lu Yanhe.
"Oh, so you've become a little famous recently and things are different now. You even dare to curse me to my face." Ma Zhiyuan's disdainful gaze fell on Lu Yanhe without any attempt to hide it. "A bunch of useless people who have been in the industry for three years and are still not famous. You became famous by doing a good deed. You're really shameless. If I were you, I would have left the industry long ago."
Cheng Hai glared angrily at the man and said, "Ma Zhiyuan, even if your MX is popular, there's no need to say such harsh things."
“That’s just an idiot with a foul mouth,” Li Zhibai said immediately.
The person next to Ma Zhiyuan tugged at him and said, "Zhiyuan, why are you wasting your breath talking to them? You've already said they're a bunch of trash. What's the point of talking to trash?"
“Exactly, arguing with them would be beneath us,” another person said.
Ma Zhiyuan snorted, glanced at them coldly, and said, "You're right. Let's go, let's eat at another restaurant."
"Go to the toilet and eat shit!" Li Zhibai immediately shouted. "You dare to be arrogant in front of me? Let's see how many hairs you have grown!"
Ma Zhiyuan had already pushed open the door to leave when he heard Li Zhibai's curse. He turned around, rushed over, grabbed an unopened bowl from the table next to him, and smashed it at Li Zhibai.
In the blink of an eye, it caught everyone off guard.
Lu Yanhe raised his left hand and blocked Li Zhibai's path. He then clenched his left fist and smashed it against the bowl that was flying towards him. His wrist struck the bowl, and it fell to the ground and shattered.
"Hiss—" Lu Yanhe's bravado lasted less than a second before a sharp pain shot through his wrist.
"Fuck you—" Seeing Ma Zhiyuan make a move, Li Zhi was filled with rage. Without saying a word, he grabbed the bowls and chopsticks on the table and threw them at Ma Zhiyuan, one after another. Unfortunately, his aim was poor, and they all almost hit Ma Zhiyuan's head, breaking off near his head.
Ma Zhiyuan turned pale with fright, especially when he heard the sound of bowls and plates shattering into pieces right next to his ears, which scared him so much that he pushed open the door and ran away.
"Still running! You grandson, let's see where you run to!" Li Zhi roared, and was about to chase after him.
"Li Zhibai, stop right there!" Lu Yanhe was in so much pain that he squatted down, but he still had to shout it out despite the pain.
Li Zhibai paused, remembering that there was a wounded soldier who had been injured while protecting him.
"Old Lu, are you alright?"
"Nonsense!" Beads of sweat rolled down Lu Yanhe's forehead. "It hurts so much! You got hit on the wrist by a set of dishes, see how much it hurts!"
Li Zhibai felt both guilty and worried.
"Go...go to the hospital? Could it be a broken bone?"
Yan Liang said, "Let's go to the hospital for an X-ray. It might really be a fracture. Lu Yanhe's face turned pale."
Under intense pain, Lu Yanhe broke out in a sweat within just a dozen seconds.
Sweat poured down like a torrential downpour.
A group of people hurriedly took Lu Yanhe to the hospital.
Li Zhibai shouted, "Boss, I'll come back to you for compensation later!"
The boss came out of the kitchen, looked at the mess on the floor, and was speechless.
At this moment, a guest who had been sitting silently in the corner slowly raised his head and glanced over.
She is a very beautiful woman.
She is no longer young, but the mature charm she possesses is something that young girls lack.
Her hair, flowing like waves, cascaded down her back. She wore light makeup, and her eyes held a deep, serene quality.
What just happened was a scene she had seen countless times before.
Over the years, she has witnessed countless conflicts, contradictions, confrontations, and feuds, both overt and covert, openly tearing each other apart and simmering beneath the surface.
After a six-month vacation, there was still nothing new under the sun when I came back.
Chen Ziyan slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
But the boy who had bravely smashed the bowl with his bare hands at the last second still left a slight impression on her.
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Fortunately, it wasn't that serious; it was just a minor bone fracture.
The doctor applied medicine, bandaged his wound, and gave him some instructions.
They returned to the company at 1 p.m.
The auditions are about to begin.
Zhou Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief after seeing them appear.
"Where have you been all this time? I haven't seen you for ages!" Zhou Ping'an frowned and scolded.
No one said anything; it wouldn't make a difference anyway.
They returned to the meeting room where they had held the morning meeting, which had been used as a waiting room in the afternoon.
Li Zhibai was very annoyed.
Lu Yanhe's left hand was clearly bound with a white gauze bag, which was impossible to conceal. It was unclear whether this would affect his audition later.
Lu Yanhe noticed Li Zhibai's frustration and said, "Alright, don't think about it so much, it's nothing."
Li Zhibai suddenly turned his head and looked around, "Where's that grandson of Ma Zhiyuan? Damn it, he hit someone and thinks he can just run away?"
"What do you want to do? Fight back?"
“Even if we don’t fight back, we have to teach him a lesson. Does he really think I’m easy to bully?” Li Zhibai said. “You’ve suffered such a huge loss; we can’t just let it go like this.”
“I don’t intend to let this go, but it’s not our place to get involved,” Lu Yanhe said. “I’ll go find Zhou Ping’an.”
"Zhou Ping'an? Are you crazy? How could he possibly help you cause trouble for Ma Zhiyuan?"
“Then you’re wrong. He will look for it,” Lu Yanhe said with certainty.
Li Zhibai didn't know why Lu Yanhe was so certain.
But because Lu Yanhe said so, Li Zhibai became skeptical.
Over the past two weeks, Li Zhibai has gradually gotten used to Lu Yanhe's changes.
Li Zhibai already half-believed Lu Yanhe's judgment as soon as he heard it.
(End of this chapter)
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