Who says Beijing Film Academy has no great directors? (2002)

After massaging for more than half an hour, Liu Yifei's ankles felt warm. Chen Yan took a closer look and noticed that Liu Yifei's arches were beautifully curved, and her heels were pink and tender.

Liu Yifei withdrew her foot, her face full of shyness, and said, "Go wash your hands."

Chen Yan was the first boy to massage her feet in all her life.

"Okay," Chen Yan said, realizing his voice was incredibly hoarse.

I went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and subconsciously raised my hand. I didn't smell any strange odor, but rather a faint grape scent, probably the fragrance of a young girl's shower gel or something similar.

As the icy water flowed down, Chen Yan's restless blood finally felt a touch of coolness.

When he went out, his hands were still wet.

Liu Yifei handed him the tissue box, feeling embarrassed. Chen Yan took it, pulled out two tissues, and wiped his face casually.

Liu Yifei looked at Chen Yan and suddenly said, "Chen Yan, I want to go on a variety show."

"Um?"

Chen Yan hesitated for a second, then immediately understood what Liu Yifei meant.

"I can handle it." Chen Yan frowned slightly; he hadn't intended for Liu Yifei to step forward on her own.

Liu Yifei looked at Chen Yan with a coquettish expression: "I want to face this with you. You always treat me like a child, but I can actually do it!"

Seeing that Chen Yan remained silent.

Liu Yifei slid her wheelchair a couple of times and moved closer to Chen Yan's legs.

She gently took Chen Yan's hand and said, "Trust me, I can do it."

In such cases, the best option is for the parties involved to respond, but facing the uncontrollable mouths of media reporters and hosts is also the easiest way to escalate the situation.

Therefore, Chen Yan has been avoiding this option.

Seeing Liu Yifei's determined gaze, Chen Yan took a deep breath and nodded in agreement.

Because he saw the little girl's still-limping left leg, and he hadn't built her a fairytale tower, his princess was now about to lift her skirt and join him in battle.

How could he possibly say no?

Chen Yan could only say, "I'll find you a better program."

"Okay!" Liu Yifei smiled brightly, as radiant as a little sun.

But this moment of tenderness didn't last long, as the two were awakened by the sound of a key unlocking the door.

Liu Yifei hurriedly let go of Chen Yan's hand. Chen Yan subconsciously reached out to grab it, but missed, and could only clench his fist loosely.

"Sissi is awake?"

Liu Xiaoli, carrying a bag of groceries, came in and asked, "What do you two want for lunch?"

Chen Yan stood up and said very politely, "Anything is fine, Auntie, I'm not picky about food."

Liu Yifei kept her head down, playing with her hair, and remained silent.

"Where's Xixi?" Liu Xiaoli put down the dishes and looked closely. Why were both of their faces flushed?

Chen Yan's hair was all wet, as if he had carried 200 kilograms of rice up to the 15th floor.

Liu Yifei avoided eye contact, deliberately not looking at Liu Xiaoli: "Anything is fine with me~"

Liu Xiaoli didn't ask any further questions, but smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it. Xiao Chen, you talk to Qianqian for a bit, the food will be ready soon."

Chen Yan readily agreed: "Okay, Auntie."

After sitting down again, he tapped Liu Yifei's nose with his finger: "It's like I did something bad behind Auntie's back, ruining my reputation, isn't it? Auntie must think I bullied you."

Liu Yifei raised her hands, "I didn't! Heaven is my witness!"

Chen Yan snorted: "Do you think I believe you?"

Liu Yifei scratched her head, her mind already drifting to the window.

After finishing his meal, Chen Yan called Zhang Jizhong, preparing to go to his door to collect the debt.

Zhang Jizhong answered the phone, listened for a while, and immediately said, "Okay! I'll come pick you up."

"No need," Chen Yan refused directly.

Zhang Jizhong was somewhat choked up.

"Okay, I'll wait for you on set." The bearded man hung up the phone, scratched the back of his head, and sighed.

"Damn it, these guys have gotten me into trouble, and now the trouble's come knocking on my door."

Inside the restaurant, Chen Yan was cold and indifferent, clearly a devilish figure looking for trouble.

"Hey, Brother Chen, as your older brother, I want to apologize." Zhang Jizhong got up to pour tea for Chen Yan.

Serving tea to someone at a dinner table is always a way of apologizing, and Zhang Jizhong was willing to put aside his pride and do it without hesitation, not just for show.

However, Chen Yan still covered his cup with his hand.

"No rush, Producer Zhang."

One sentence chilled Zhang Ji's heart. It seemed his attempt to get close to Chen Yan hadn't worked. Chen Yan was still angry, so he could only put down his teacup and sit back down.

"I think we've been sincere enough. Yifei came back from filming 'Alice in Wonderland' to film 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' which already lowered her standards. And yet your crew can't even guarantee the personal safety of a young girl?"

"You twisted your ankle and you're not allowed to go to the hospital? What kind of rule is that? I've never heard of such a thing!" Chen Yan said with a gloomy face, his anger growing with each word.

He considered himself to have the soul of someone in their thirties, capable of suppressing his inner anger, but there was no way he could tolerate it.

Chen Yan has worked on big film crews for so many years, and he has never seen an assistant director as arrogant as this.

"It was my fault. I admit I didn't manage my employees well. As soon as this happened, I fired that assistant director. Seriously, I regret it so much now!" Zhang Jizhong looked like he wanted to expose his heart to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan frowned, turned his gaze away, and really didn't want to talk to such a shrewd old fox.

You talk to him about facts and reason, and he talks to you about feelings and relationships.

Chen Yan decided to be blunt, looking Zhang Jizhong coldly into his eyes and saying, "I don't want to see that person again."

If his own people are bullied like this and he doesn't even dare to utter a sound, what future does Chen Yan have in the entertainment industry?

Go straight home and find your mom.

Zhang Jizhong only hesitated for two seconds before nodding in agreement.

"I understand what you mean, brother. I was wrong to do this, and I will take care of it."

"Yifei will clarify this in a later interview program. I hope Producer Zhang can help with some of the issues."

If this hadn't happened, Chen Yan would have had to ask for a favor to say those words, but now Zhang Jizhong wouldn't hesitate at all.

Zhang Jizhong's head buzzed, and he knew that Chen Yan wouldn't let this go so easily.

"Sure! Yifei is part of our Condor Heroes crew after all, it's a win-win situation!" Zhang Jizhong's face scrunched up.

I wonder how many favors I'll have to do now.

Chen Yan looked at his pained expression and sneered inwardly, "Now you know what pain is."

There were some things that Chen Yan couldn't get involved in, and he couldn't go home to ask his uncle for help. Now, Zhang Jizhong, this sucker, has jumped in on his own initiative.

That would be a perfect opportunity to use him to completely whitewash Liu Yifei's case.

"Then thank you, Producer Zhang," Chen Yan said casually, moving her hand away.

Zhang Jizhong still had to smile and pour tea for Chen Yan.

Chen Yan picked up his teacup and took a sip, signifying that the matter was now over for him.

Let bygones be bygones, but this will not be repeated.