Chapter 23 President, You Can't Eat That Second Male Lead 22



Bian Yiheng carefully chose his words and pleaded with the director to let Yi Mu come back.

Just as Yi Mu stepped out of the filming area, he sensed the rhythmic footsteps following him.

He casually took out his sunglasses, pretended to wipe the lenses, and glanced down at the lenses with his eyes downcast.

There were seven or eight men, all of them broad-shouldered and burly, with fierce-looking faces.

Since transmigrating, Yi Mu has never argued with anyone except Xi Junyan, so it's impossible that he caused any trouble himself.

This group of people didn't seem like ordinary thugs. After thinking it over, the only person who could make them come looking for trouble for him was that arrogant second male lead.

Yi Mu thought only women were so petty, that getting rid of him from the film crew wasn't enough to appease them. What kind of big man is he?

Yi Mu clicked his tongue in disgust and turned to enter a supermarket.

In crowded places, no matter how arrogant the people behind him are, they wouldn't dare to do anything to him in front of so many people.

Yi Mu walked to the fruit and vegetable section, picked out tomatoes from the stall with his left hand, and put his right hand into his pocket to take out his phone, ready to call the police.

However, as soon as he took out his phone, he was surrounded from behind.

A man put his arm around his shoulder, and a sleazy voice rang in his ear, "Who do you want to call, screenwriter? We brothers have long admired your name and would like to invite you for a cup of tea. Shall we go?"

Yi Mu's phone was forcibly snatched away, and the men roughly pushed him out, blocking the curious onlookers' gazes.

There was security guard at the supermarket entrance. When he got to the entrance, Yi Mu glanced at the guard and immediately pulled out a knife from his waist.

The man lowered his voice and threatened fiercely, "Don't cause trouble, or I'll clear a path for you right now!"

Yi Mu's expression changed.

Two vans were parked on the side of the road. They were very ordinary models. Imu was roughly pushed into one of them.

As soon as he got into the car, Yi Mu's hands were tied. He composed himself and asked the man sitting next to him, "Where are you taking me, gentlemen? If it's just tea, isn't the ceremony a bit too formal?"

The man scoffed, "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be smart? Let me tell you the truth, you've offended someone important, and we brothers are ordered to beat you up."

The man paused, then slowly added maliciously, "Don't worry, I'll cripple one of your legs if I don't kill you."

Yi Mu was speechless for a moment. Why were his two legs so coveted?

According to the original plot, his leg was broken by Xi Junyan's men. Now, this cannon fodder second male lead in the crew, who doesn't even have a name, is also trying to break his leg.

As for Xi Junyan, he's the male lead, and Yi Mu can't easily do anything to him.

But this sassy, ​​frivolous, and high-class second male lead, excuse me, who do you think you are?

Yi Mu adjusted his sitting posture, found a comfortable angle, and stretched out his long legs in the cramped space.

He turned to look at the man beside him, a slight smile playing on his lips. His gentle, almost weak demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by an air of extraordinary nonchalance.

"Brother, I think you should consider your boss's feelings before you do things for your boss's mistress."

The man was taken aback; he hadn't expected him to drop such a bombshell.

"What the hell are you spouting? If you don't want to live, I'll send you on your way soon!"

Yi Mu smiled slightly: "At most six months, the Discipline Inspection Commission will send someone down to inspect."

Your boss has so many private businesses. Even if most of them have moved abroad, the things he owns in the open are enough to put him in jail for life.

In this highly competitive environment, why let these young lovers cause trouble? Are they fearless, or do they simply not take the higher-ups seriously?

His voice was calm and unhurried, clear as a spring, like reciting a fragrant poem, but the content of it made the man beside him break out in a cold sweat.

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