Huayu: The Big Players Behind the Scenes

Jiang Wen didn't receive this treatment and had to do it herself.

Before he had even finished his cigarette, the police had already arrived.

Zhuang Huai'an estimated the time; as expected of the capital city, it was less than five minutes.

After getting the two robbers into the car, a police officer helped Zhuang Huai'an unlock his handcuffs.

Seeing that he was injured, the police officer in charge sent two officers to ride in an ambulance with him to the hospital, both to protect him and to take his statement.

Jiang Wen also got into the ambulance, with Zhang Lu and the others following behind.

When they arrived at the hospital, they took off their clothes and saw that, just as Zhuang Huai'an had expected, the folding knife had only penetrated about two centimeters into the skin because of the thick winter clothes. Although the wound was not large, the location was very dangerous, almost close to the carotid artery.

No wonder there was so much blood.

After his wound was treated, Zhuang Huai'an was admitted to the ward. He originally wanted to go home, but Liu Yifei insisted that he stay in the hospital for observation for a few days.

Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Zhuang Huai'an had no choice but to agree.

"Mr. Zhuang, how did you determine that the other party was impersonating a police officer?"

In the ward, the police officers were taking statements.

"It's very simple."

Zhuang Huai'an replied, "My uncle is a grassroots police officer. You could say I grew up in a police station and am very familiar with police uniforms. Their shoulder insignia are wrong. These two look to be only in their early thirties, but they are wearing the shoulder insignia of a third-level police supervisor. That corresponds to the division level. Even in the capital, there is no such speed of promotion, right?"

Furthermore, even if the police wanted to summon a suspect, they would follow the relevant procedures. They didn't show any identification, nor did they require any paperwork, so I don't believe them.

The police officer nodded; this explanation was indeed reasonable.

After asking a few more questions, the police officer left. After all, the victim was the one in question, and the key to the case lay with the two robbers.

Zhuang Huai'an wasn't worried. Whether the two robbers had planned it beforehand or acted on a whim, they were doomed.

Robbery in Beijing is one thing, but you fucking dare to shoot?

That's fucking stupid!

...

Two paparazzi hiding in the bushes immediately leaked the news, and the next day, major media outlets and newspapers reported on it.

This incident caused a national sensation.

A director who fought back and killed two armed robbers?

This matter seems incredibly mysterious no matter how you look at it.

On the forum, netizens discussed this extensively.

"Holy crap! Director Zhuang is awesome!"

"Is this for a movie shoot? Is Zhuang Huai'an using this to promote his film?"

"The person upstairs is an idiot. A shot was fired right under the emperor's nose. Who would dare to fake something like that?"

"Holy crap, I saw those photos, they're like something out of a Hollywood blockbuster! Director Zhuang's got some serious skills!"

"Indeed, he looks like a trained martial artist!"

"Am I the only one paying attention to Director Zhuang's looks? This guy is seriously handsome!"

"Indeed, even under nighttime flash photography, its appearance is truly striking!"

"Up on the rooftop, combined with his swift movements, he was absolutely stunning!"

"Seriously, Director Zhuang, have you really not considered starring in an action movie yourself? I'd definitely go to the cinema to support you!"

At the hospital, Zhuang Huai'an hung up the phone with a helpless expression.

Since the news broke, the phone has been ringing non-stop, first with the teachers at the Beijing Film Academy, and then with the actors he had worked with.

Han Sanping, Wang Changdian, Boss Yang and others even came to the hospital in person. Dong Ping was abroad, but according to Boss Yang, Old Dong directly used Bao Li's connections to call the Dongcheng Branch.

Surprisingly, Kai also called immediately, sounding very angry, and said he would report the matter to higher authorities.

Good, good, good. They really treat him like one of their own.

Yang Chen kept the people in the company in check, so they didn't bother them. Only the Crouching Dragon, the Phoenix Chick, and the three heroes from the vocational college came over.

Just as Zhuang Huai'an finished hanging up with Zhang Yimou and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his father, Zhuang Kaixuan, called again.

Which hospital are you at?

"What?"

"I've arrived in Beijing. Which hospital are you at?"

Zhuang Huai'an was startled. In his memory, his father had never left the southern region, yet he had come in person this time.

"A VIP room on the 6th floor of Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"Okay, let's talk when we meet."

Zhuang Kaixuan hung up the phone, and shortly after, he walked in with two strong young men.

"dad,"

Zhuang Huai'an greeted them, then looked at the two people behind him with a surprised expression: "Brother Daqiang, Brother Dali, what brings you here too?"

"I sent them."

Zhuang Kaixuan looked unwell as he stepped forward to check on his son's injuries.

Zhuang Huai'an pretended to be relaxed, "It's nothing, Dad. It's just a small wound, it's already scabbed over, and it'll be healed in no time."

"That's good,"

Zhuang Kaixuan breathed a sigh of relief and said irritably, "I told you last time you came back to the village to bring two of your own men with you, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're reaping the consequences!"

Before his son could speak, Zhuang Kaixuan pointed to the two young men and said, "Daqiang and Dali are your older brothers who grew up together. I came here this time firstly to see you, and secondly to bring them here."

Zhuang Daqiang and Zhuang Dali are cousins ​​of the same grandfather, but they are more distantly related to Zhuang Huai'an. The three of them share the same great-grandfather, meaning their great-great-grandfathers were brothers.

After the Qiangli Brothers greeted Zhuang Huai'an with simple smiles, Zhuang Kaixuan told them to go out first.

"They were chosen by drawing lots at a meeting."

Zhuang Huai'an was startled by his father's words. Why did his little matter have to escalate to the point of drawing lots?

Ignoring his son's complicated expression, Zhuang Kaixuan said to himself, "You know the rules of the lottery. How you use them is up to you."

Actually, after it was exposed last time that you got several hundred million from your godfather, I was thinking of bringing a few people over, but I was afraid you'd think I was controlling you, so I didn't do anything. But this time, you have no choice. I'm worried about the old man burying the young man, so you must keep those two!

Zhuang Kaixuan always looked like an old farmer, which often made Zhuang Huai'an forget his father's past.

"Okay, Dad, I promise you."

"it is good."

Zhuang Kaixuan stood up, looked at his son's face, which was increasingly resembling his mother's, and sighed inexplicably.

"Once this is done, I'll go home tonight."

"So soon? Why don't you stay a few more days?"

"No," Zhuang Kaixuan shook his head, "Beijing is not suitable for me."

Zhuang Huai'an remained silent.

As the father and son remained silent, Liu Yifei pushed open the door and entered, carrying a thermos box.

Ok?

Seeing the resemblance between the two men, the little girl immediately understood and quickly stepped forward, timidly calling out, "Hello, Uncle, I am Liu Yifei."

"Hey, hello, hello."

Zhuang Kaixuan looked at his little wild boar with a meaningful gaze. After receiving an affirmative answer, his originally gloomy old face broke into a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"Young lady, you've come to see Huai'an, haven't you?"

"Yes, Uncle, my mom made soup, and I brought it over to... Brother Huai'an."

Oh? You've even met their parents?

Zhuang Kaixuan was even more satisfied. He smiled and nodded, "Your mother is very kind. Please thank her for me."

"It's alright, Uncle."

Facing her elders, Liu Yifei felt inexplicably nervous. She put down the insulated food container and lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers.

Seeing the little girl's somewhat reserved demeanor, Zhuang Kaixuan's heart sank.

If Huai'an's mother were still alive, that would be great.