Chapter 147 A fight broke out on the set
Song Zhe had a plan in mind and immediately stood up.
But it is more of a kind of arrogance that is based on the power of others.
"Right, right, right, that's it. Those guys over there are still dawdling, right? Can you afford to waste our time? Xiao Wu, Xiao Wang, don't just watch them continue to slowly load the things. They are deliberately wasting our time. Just go over and throw them directly!!"
Xiao Wu and Xiao Wang looked at each other, and although they were a little nervous, they still did as Song Zhe said.
The two men walked forward, picked up equipment worth hundreds of thousands of dollars and walked out.
I definitely wouldn't dare to throw it away, but I could probably take it out for them out of "kindness".
"You——" Director Qiu's face was distorted with anger when he saw this, "Don't go too far. If you do this, no one will shoot this drama."
"You said you don't want to shoot, so don't shoot? Do you really think we are soft persimmons?"
"Okay, okay, stop right there, no one is taking anything out." Director Qiu shouted angrily, "Let them throw it. I want to see how they throw it. If you dare to throw it, I will make you pay for it."
Just now, he might have been afraid that the friction between the two sides would cause some damage to these machines.
But now he is not afraid at all.
The person on the other side has been pushing his opponent too far again and again, and now he is actually wishing he could just throw it boldly.
As long as he dared to throw one, he would immediately call the big bosses of the capital to complain.
Song Zhe was not polite either. Since the other side had already made their promise, he would not tolerate it.
Song Qiong said coldly: "Since you have asked us to do so, wouldn't it be unfair to you if we don't throw them out? Come on, everyone, throw them out one by one."
After he finished speaking, no one dared to move.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether they should move.
The cheap things here can be thrown away, and he can afford it even if he is asked to pay for it.
But most people don’t dare to throw away equipment that costs hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.
If the capital on both sides reconciles by then, won’t they become the culprits who take the blame?
All the staff just stared at Song Zhe blankly without saying anything else.
Even Director Lu looked at him with some embarrassment. He walked over to Song Zhe's ear and whispered, "Old Song, Old Song, calm down. Don't be so angry. It's not necessary, it's not necessary."
"What do you mean by 'not that serious'? I think you were bullied by this group of people because you are too easy to talk to. But luckily you met me and Mr. Jin this time. We will not tolerate their behavior. You don't dare, right? It doesn't matter. If you don't dare, just watch and I will do it!"
Song Zhe shook his head in frustration, but fortunately he could understand these people's thoughts and did not force them to do so.
Song Zhe was the first to be attacked. He looked around first, then picked up the most expensive machine.
The person in charge of the machine wanted to snatch it away, but Director Qiu stopped him with a wry smile, "Let go and let him throw it. I want to see if he has the guts to do it."
Hearing this, the man had no choice but to let go.
Song Zhe held the machine high, with a slight mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Do you think I dare?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the machine flew out in a graceful arc.
With a "crack" sound, the screen of the machine cracked, officially declaring it scrapped.
People will laugh out loud when they are extremely speechless, and Director Qiu is like that now.
This is not a cheap thing worth tens of thousands of dollars. The value of this one is at least one million. He didn't expect that this person would really dare to throw it away.
He clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, okay, since you really dare to throw it, don't blame me for being rude. Your entertainment company can just prepare to bear the wrath of our dozen or so investors."
Song Zhe curled his lips and smiled contemptuously. It was not that he looked down on these companies, but compared with Mr. Qi, could all these companies combined be as good as Mr. Qi's little toe?
And bear their anger?
You've watched too many cool dramas, right? Is this little Karami worthy of it?
Besides, if he really didn't express his opinion, he would allow the crew to be bullied by outsiders, thus delaying Mr. Qi's brother-in-law's college entrance examination...
He shuddered with fear just thinking about that ending.
By then, why would their company have to bear the anger of these companies?
Mr. Qi's anger had already taken a step forward...
It’s really scary to think about it, and Song Zhe doesn’t want things to end up like this.
So he would rather offend these dozen film and television companies than offend Mr. Qi in the slightest.
Song Zhe looked at Director Qiu who was looking at him smugly, with an air of a mean man who had achieved success.
Without giving the person on the other side a chance to say the next sentence, he picked up another machine and threw it out.
Director Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
If he broke one or two cameras, he could still explain to the investors, but if he broke too many and delayed the shooting progress, then it would be his fault.
Even if he goes to complain now, the employer might have to deal with him as well.
"You really want to play it, don't you?" He hurriedly shouted to the people behind him, "Catch him quickly, I'm calling the investors now!!!"
As he shouted at the top of his lungs, the assistant director of their crew quickly ran towards Song Zhe with a few staff members.
How could Song Zhe let them have their way? He didn't care what he picked up and just threw it while running.
The main focus is on casualness and freedom.
Director Qiu, who was on the phone, was almost having a high blood pressure attack.
Fortunately, the moment the call was connected, Song Zhe was finally held down by a group of people.
He looked extremely miserable, and he even prostrated himself on the ground.
Director Qiu glared at him angrily, then turned around and started complaining to the person on the phone.
When Director Lu saw Song Zhe being pinned to the ground, he quickly called for rescue and the two sides started fighting again.
Wang Linfeng's feet were eager to move.
I kind of want to help...
Su Baili saw through it, and she glared at him again, "Just stay still!"
"Hmm." Wang Linfeng looked at her aggrievedly.
Su Baili remained unmoved. She turned to look at Qi Shenzhi and openly reported him.
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