He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 414 - : I’ll just stand here, go ahead and hit_1
Chapter 414: I’ll just stand here, go ahead and hit_1
“Is this any of your business? You are responsible for editing, and who we invite for interviews isn’t within your purview.”
Mao Anyi shifted her chair toward Tang Feng, putting a little more distance between herself and the man.
Seeing her avoidance, the man moved forward deliberately, “But I suspect you’re abusing your authority. I heard this interview was added by you at the last minute without notifying anyone. Do you know how much trouble you’re causing for everyone by doing this?”
Mao Anyi simply stood up to increase the distance, “This program is my responsibility, and I have the authority to decide who to interview. Do I need to inform you in advance?”
“Why are you avoiding me? Are you afraid I’ll eat you or something?” The man, with a smirk like a cat playing with a mouse, continued to close in on her.
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Tang Feng couldn’t stand it anymore and stood up, pulling Mao Anyi behind him to confront the man, “Don’t you see she is trying to avoid you? And you’re still pressing in on her, have you no shame?”
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The smile on the man’s face instantly disappeared, “What’s it to you? Go chill where it’s cool.”
With that, he tried to push him away.
But Tang Feng stood firm as if rooted to the ground.
“Oh, picking a fight with me?”
The man didn’t believe his efforts would fail, using all his strength, but his face turned beet red and he still couldn’t budge Tang Feng an inch.
Mao Anyi, hiding behind Tang Feng, couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
The man was instantly triggered by this laughter, angrily pointing at Tang Feng, “Who the hell do you think you are, interfering in my business? Do you know who I am? Move, or I’ll kill you.”
“Heh, you think you could kill me with that all-show, no-go attitude of yours? Can you even lift a knife?” Tang Feng dismissed him with a disdainful glance.
“F*ck, you’re dead!”
The man, furious and embarrassed, threw a punch at Tang Feng’s cheek.
Tang Feng didn’t fight back, just pulled Mao Anyi aside.
The man’s punch missed and he fell to the ground face-first, looking like a fool.
“Pfft…”
Seeing this, Mao Anyi couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
But feeling that was inappropriate, she quickly covered her mouth, though her body continued to shake with suppressed laughter.
The man clambered up from the ground, his slicked back hair now a mess, looking utterly disheveled.
“Bastard, you dare to dodge? I’ll kill you.” With that, he grabbed a chair nearby and threw it at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng noticed an empty box beside him and kicked it towards the man.
The man stepped on it and fell, face-first, once again.
This time, the fall was harder, leaving him sprawled on the ground unable to get up for quite a while.
Mao Anyi was somewhat concerned, afraid the guy might have gotten seriously injured.
Fortunately, after a while, the man managed to get to his feet again, his face twisted in pain, “Fine, you want to play tough? Today you’re done for.”
“It’s clear you’re the one provoking him, and he hasn’t stooped to your level, which is pretty good of him. Why can’t you let it go?”
Mao Anyi saw him unwilling to stop and immediately felt displeased.
“Mao Anyi, you’re actually defending him?” The man looked as if he’d been betrayed by a loved one, hurt apparent in his expression.
“I’m not defending anyone, but what you’re doing is too much. If you don’t stop, I’ll have to call security,” Mao Anyi was getting angry.
The man then laughed out of extreme anger, “Trying to intimidate me? Heh, I may not be able to decide who you interview, but I can certainly mess up your interview.”
After saying that, he took out his phone and made a call.
Once the call connected, he started to whine, “Dad, I got hit…”
Tang Feng rolled his eyes; this guy was pushing thirty and still ran to his parents over anything, totally pathetic.
But Mao Anyi’s expression changed.
The father of Fan Guang, Fan Mingyou, was the news director at Zhonghai TV, wielding considerable power.
Fan Guang always acted with impunity at the station because of his father’s influence.
Senior officials, respecting Fan Mingyou, would turn a blind eye as long as Fan Guang didn’t go too far, and generally, no one would make a fuss.
Outside the meeting room, a crowd of staffers had started to gather, curiously peering inside.
“Tang Feng, let’s cancel today’s interview and reschedule for another time when you’re free,” Mao Anyi said, finally deciding to postpone the interview.
She was not intimidated by Fan Mingyou; rather, she wanted to avoid escalating the situation because it wouldn’t look good.
Tang Feng didn’t want to cause any trouble for Mao Anyi; with Elegant Pavilion’s current popularity, he wasn’t concerned about missing one interview.
They were preparing to leave the meeting room.
But Fan Guang leapt in front of them, blocking their way, “What, hit someone and then just walk away? Wishful thinking.”
Mao Anyi was immediately angered, “We’ve already canceled the interview, what more do you want?”
“Just canceling the interview is enough? I want to blacklist him. From now on, Zhonghai TV isn’t allowed to broadcast even a single piece of news about him,” Fan Guang glared at Tang Feng, teeth clenched in anger.
“You’re being completely unreasonable.” Mao Anyi was furious.
They had already backed down, and yet this guy was still not satisfied.
Although Tang Feng wasn’t part of the show business and wouldn’t be severely affected by a TV ban, it was irksome to be blacklisted for no reason.
Fan Guang showed a smug smile, confident of his position, “If you don’t want to be blacklisted, then stand still and let me slap you three times.”
“You…”
Mao Anyi felt his demand was too excessive and was about to refuse.
But at that moment, Tang Feng suddenly nodded in agreement, “Fine, I’ll stand right here, go ahead and slap me.”
Mao Anyi looked at him incredulously, how could he agree to such an outrageous request?
Even if Fan Guang was all bark and no bite, he was still a man; three slaps could cause real harm.
“You said it yourself, stand still and let me do it.”
Fan Guang never expected Tang Feng would agree and was overjoyed.
But he didn’t notice the sly smile at the corner of Tang Feng’s mouth.
If people knew Tang Feng well, they would realize someone was about to be very unlucky.
