Chapter 167 Fang Yefan, are you really that useless? You don't even have a hundred million?
Yi Mohan has a little-known quirk.
Even Su Yao might not know about this fetish; he's a foot fetishist.
Fang Ke had already withdrawn her snow-white feet, but the glimpse she had made when she entered the room was still lingering in his mind, as if Fang Ke had stepped on him instead of Su Yao's shoulders.
Yi Mohan's breathing became slightly heavier. Although he remained expressionless, he surprisingly did not get angry for Su Yao's sake.
Fang Yefan and Wu Cong walked over, while the other onlookers already looked on with anticipation for a good show.
Everyone knows how much Yi Mohan cherishes Su Yao. Since Su Yao suffered this humiliation today, Yi Mohan will probably just kick Fang Ke out.
So what if she's popular? She's just an internet celebrity. She doesn't know her own worth, yet she dares to put on airs in front of so many seniors.
Most of the lackeys in this production crew also hoped to curry favor with Su Yao and then receive some favors from Yi Mohan. When a second female lead suddenly appeared in the crew, and she was clearly a woman who had a grudge against Su Yao before, almost anyone who wasn't stupid would immediately start taking sides.
However, after waiting for a long time, Yi Mohan still didn't stand up for Su Yao.
Instead, after Wu Cong and Fang Yefan explained, he showed a thoughtful expression.
In the end, Yi Mohan only said, "Isn't this a bit too much?"
Everyone: ?
When have I ever seen Yi Mohan speak so approachably?
When did Young Master Yi start speaking in such a consultative manner?
How could he not be angry after witnessing such an insulting scene?
He used to have the screenwriter revise the script overnight!
Someone then stood up and said, "Young Master Yi is right. We also think this changed plot is a bit too insulting... The original plot was just a slap, but Fang Ke asked Director Wu to change the plot like this, forcing Yao Yao to take off her clothes... This is a bit too much..."
Fang Yefan crossed his arms and chuckled, "Did I ask you to take your clothes off? Why are you so excited?"
The woman was stunned, not expecting Fang Yefan to retort. "Actor Fang, you..."
The actresses in the film crew all had a bit of admiration for Fang Yefan, the top actor, not only because he had reached the pinnacle of the entertainment industry, but also because he was backed by the Fang family, a true heir to a wealthy family.
Moreover, he is usually humorous and witty, and he takes good care of girls, so many people can't help but want to show off in front of him.
When the girl was suddenly told this to her face, she blushed and felt very embarrassed, but she directed most of her resentment at Fang Ke.
Wu Cong sighed again, "Don't come to the set unless it's your own scene. Look at where your minds are wandering. Fang Ke said she wanted to change the script, but she wanted to change the scene where she slaps Su Yao because she has a strong hand and they were afraid she would hurt her. And you guys are arguing about that too?"
Wu Cong patted his chest and assured Yi Mohan, "The new flying page was created passionately by me and the screenwriter, and has nothing to do with Fang Ke. This version is really exciting, much better than the ordinary slapping scene in terms of artistic effect. President Yi, you can trust me, I'm a professional."
Yi Mohan's cold and hard face revealed nothing of his thoughts, and the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat tense.
But to everyone's surprise, his first question wasn't about Su Yao's feelings, but rather he turned to Fang Ke and asked her.
What do you have to say?
Fang Ke was really annoyed by their nagging. It was such a simple matter, but all sorts of people were adding fuel to the fire. She finally understood why some projects that should have taken three months could drag on for a year.
She first straightened her clothes expressionlessly before looking up at Wu Cong, "Didn't they say that unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter?"
"..."
"Could you please clear the area? I have trypophobia. And you were in such a good mood just now, we were almost done filming. Dude, don't you know how to respect other people's hard work?"
Yi Mohan: "That's fine!"
It seems that getting angry at the other party has become an incredibly easy thing for him. He himself doesn't know why the other party can so easily provoke his emotions now.
He used to be angry with Fang Ke, but that anger was more like annoyance; he simply didn't want to have any further interaction with that person.
But now, every time Fang Ke criticizes him, the anger feels different. It's like a cat has punched him hard, but after the burning pain, there's a tingling, itchy feeling in his heart.
He dared not say that he felt a little flustered when Fang Ke's gaze fell on him.
God knows how long Yi Mohan stood in the stairwell with red eyes after Fang Ke brought Ye Si into her house that day.
When the man saw her again today, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
Wu Cong coughed and said apologetically, "Mr. Yi is an investor, I also..."
Fang Ke turned directly to Fang Yefan and said, "Fang Yefan, are you really that useless? You don't even have a hundred million?"
Fang Yefan: "?"
Why are people criticizing him?
"You yourself are not confident that your drama will be a hit? If I were you, I would take control of the production team instead of always being suppressed by the 'investors'."
Fang Yefan actually thought it made a lot of sense, so he asked his assistant for his phone and called the housekeeper.
"Hey, Butler Zhao, how much liquid capital do I have in my personal account? I'd like to make an investment..."
Wu Cong: "You better shut up already, we're not accepting investments anymore!"
Everyone else on set was dumbfounded. Holy crap, is this what rich people are like?
Are you guys really going to just hand over a hundred million like that?
Fang Ke looked speechlessly at Yi Mohan, who was still frozen in place, and glanced at him up and down, thinking that he was Su Yao's favorite man.
He's someone who spends every day with Su Yao, so how come his luck hasn't been completely drained yet?
However, it's clear that my brain is getting dumber and dumber.
"Are we still filming? My time is very precious."
Fang Ke casually flicked her sleeves, and her blouse slipped down a bit, revealing a small patch of her fair, white shoulder and neck.
The two men who were standing nearby gasped in shock the moment they saw it.
grass.
Who designed Fang Ke's current look? She really looks like a femme fatale who could bring ruin to a country.
"Why don't we take Miss Su out and comfort her first, then film the next scene?"
Fang Ke thought about the next match and was somewhat eager to try.
Wu Cong suddenly perked up, "Since the emotions have been interrupted, it's good for Su Yao to sort things out. I'll call those male concubines in first."
Yi Mohan: "?"
Yi Mohan frowned slightly. "What male concubine?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than several men with bare chests and eight-pack abs walked in.
They all have their own unique looks and come in all shapes and sizes, but what they all have in common is that they all have very good figures.
After greeting Wu Cong, they took off their shoes and climbed onto the princess's chaise lounge, surrounding Fang Ke. Some of the quicker ones even placed their large hands on Fang Ke's legs.
"…………"
Yi Mohan's face darkened completely as he looked at the utterly indecent scene before him.
He hadn't gotten angry just moments before, but now he was furious.
"Wu Cong, what exactly are you filming?! Is this what you call art?! Why don't you go film a Category III movie next door?!"
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