actor, he refuses to remarry

Sun Fu walked up to Fang Zhi and didn't speak. The two of them just stared at each other for about a minute. Then Sun Fu suddenly raised his hand and slapped Fang Zhi hard on the face——

"Snapped--"

Five finger prints appeared on Fang Zhi's face instantly.

How could Fang Zhi be easy to provoke? After he realized it, he grabbed Sun Fu by the collar, pressed his fat body against the edge of the pool, and raised his fist to hit him.

"Do you dare to do it? Do you believe that I will put the recording on the Internet immediately?"

Fang Zhi's eyes were scarlet, his fists were in the air, trembling slightly and not falling down.

Sun Fu pushed Fang Zhi away, lowered his head and straightened his clothes, "Fang Zhi, never thought you would have today, right?"

At the beginning, he just touched Ji Yanzhi's waist, but who knew that this kid suddenly jumped up, picked up a prop and wine bottle used for filming, and directly smashed his head, if the people in the theater hadn't reacted and rushed up Fang Zhi could wring his own hand off if he stopped him.

After that, Fang Zhi tripped him everywhere in the circle, wearing small shoes, and Fang Zhi became more and more famous at that time, whenever he saw his name in the list of the crew, Fang Zhi would find someone Clearly telling him to get out, he finally had to quit the directing industry and find another way of life.

Now that Fang Zhi is in such a state of desperation, how can he be unhappy.

The hatred accumulated in his heart over the years just wanted him to take revenge on this ignorant bastard.

Fang Zhi tightened his breath and clenched his fists little by little.

His voice was extremely dry. , with a bone-chilling chill in his eyes: "Whatever you have, just come to me."

Sun Fu laughed twice, he took out his mobile phone, made a call, and within a few minutes, four other people ran in outside the bathroom.

The man who came in last turned around and closed the bathroom door.

Sun Fu walked up to Fang Zhi, and gently patted Fang Zhi's face with the back of his hand.

Fang Zhi stood in front of him expressionlessly, without any resistance, but the fist at his side was squeezed even tighter.

"Do you know how much I hated you back then?" Sun Fu's eyes were filled with deep hatred, "I was going to compete for an international award for that movie, but you made such a fuss that I was kicked out." Leaving the director's team and not mentioning it made me lose my job!"

The force of patting Fang Zhi's cheek became heavier every time.

The crisp applause echoed in the small bathroom, making one's teeth ache.

Fang Zhi kept his head slightly lowered, his eyelids drooping slightly, and he didn't say a word.

It was only when he was beaten that he couldn't bear to hum.

After a while, Fang Zhi's right cheek was swollen up, and a little bit of blood seeped from the corner of his lips.

Sun Fu stopped, grabbed Fang Zhi's neck, and pressed him against the door of the bathroom cubicle: "It's so satisfying to see you looking down and out now."

Fang Zhi clenched his teeth silently.

Sun Fu smiled and turned to look at his friend, "How do you think we can play with him to make it interesting?"

Those four people were all gearing up, looking impatient.

For ordinary people, most of the stars are far away and aloof, like mysterious sea fog, with an inviolable sense of sacredness.

It is difficult to describe in words the spiritual satisfaction of being able to touch such a person.

"Brother Sun, can this work? Isn't he a movie king?"

Sun Fu sneered, "You bastard emperor! You've been blocked long ago, and now you're not even worthy to lift your shoes."

He looked at Fang Zhi again, with an evil smile: "Kneel down? Or drink toilet water? Why don't you take off your pants and give me a fuck."

The corners of Fang Zhi's lips curled up imperceptibly.

Sun Fu narrowed his eyes, "You and Ji Yanzhi have been together for so many years, have you ever been the one below? Have you ever used the place behind?"

As he spoke, he touched Fang Zhi's waist.

Fang Zhi laughed softly, raised his knee suddenly, and bumped into Sun Fu hard.

"Ah—I'm stupid!"

Sun Fu let out a heart-piercing scream, Fang Zhi grabbed Sun Fu's natural curly hair, dragged him into the cubicle, and locked the door with a bang.

The four rushed up and knocked on the door—

"Brother Sun?!"

"Fuck, Fang! What are you doing?"

Fang Zhi's eyes were filled with scarlet killing intent.

"Kneel down, right?"

He kicked Sun Fu's knee socket, and Sun Fu's knees became weak from the pain, and he knelt on the ground.

"Drink toilet water, right?"

Fang Zhi lifted the toilet lid and directly pushed Sun Fu's head in.

"No no no!"

Sun Fu's hands scratched around in the air.

Fang Zhi's voice became colder; "Take off your pants and fuck you? I'm sorry, I can't eat your trash."

Fang Zhi pulled his head out of the toilet.

Sun Fu's face turned red, and he stared at Fang Zhi fiercely: "You, you, you wait for me to see if I don't kill you..."

Fang Zhi sneered, and pressed him back impatiently with his slender hands.

"Fang Zhi! Open the door!"

"Fang Zhi!"

People outside have already started banging on the door.

Fang Zhi: "Where is your recording?"

Sun Fu kept shaking his head, and there was a "gurgling" sound in the toilet.

Fang Zhi pulled him out, looked at the water on his face with disgust, "Listen to me, my surname is Sun, I am severely depressed, severely anxious, maybe I have some mental illness, what am I doing now? It's all gone, I'm notorious, what the hell am I afraid of, even if it's murder and arson, it's not like I can't do it."

Sun Fu stared at Fang Zhi in horror.

Fang Zhi curled his lips: "I'll just ask one last time, where is the recording?"

Sun Fu shook his head desperately, "There is no recording, there is no recording! I just heard it. I am so far away from you, how can I record it?!"

"cell phone."

"what?"

Fang Zhi roared: "Mobile phone!"

Sun Fu tremblingly handed over his mobile phone to Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi let go of Sun Fu, put the phone directly under his feet, and crushed his feet several times.

At this moment, the thin door of the toilet cubicle was knocked open——

Four people filed in and pressed Fang Zhi's shoulders.

Sun Furu was reborn, turned over and sang, jumped up and slapped Fang Zhi hard several times in the face.

"Dare you fucking threaten me? I will kill you first today! Hit me!"

Those four punched Fang Zhi in the stomach several times.

Fang was outnumbered, and the pain in his abdomen made him lose the strength to resist in an instant. He was surrounded and beaten by four people in a narrow toilet cubicle, and in the end he could only protect his head with his arms.

Punches and kicks rained down like rain, and he was in severe pain all over his body. He gritted his teeth tightly and didn't make a sound.

"okay."

Sun Fu called the four violent people to stop, and while rubbing his face, he said, "Push this brat in the toilet for me."

Repay the person with the way of the person.

They dragged Fang Zhi from the ground to the toilet, pressed his back and pushed it in.

Fang Zhi roared and struggled desperately: "Let me go!"

"Brother Zhi?! What are you doing?"

Yang Jie couldn't wait for Fang Zhi to come back for a long time, fearing that something might happen, he went to the bathroom to look for someone, never thought that he would see such a scene!

"Are you going? If you don't, I'll call for someone!" Yang Jie said loudly.

The four men looked at Sun Fu hesitantly.

Sun Fu raised his foot viciously, kicked Fang Zhi's stomach twice, and then led the people away.

Yang Jie rushed over, looked at Fang Zhi who was covered in footprints and blood, "Brother Zhi, Brother Zhi?"

Fang Zhi's consciousness dissipated a little, he stared at Yang Jie for a long time before he seemed to recognize him: "Yang Jie?"

"It's okay, Brother Zhi, it's okay." Yang Jie's voice trembled, he lifted Fang Zhi up from the ground, his nose sore: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Brother Zhi, it would be fine if I didn't force you out."

He would not see Ji Yanzhi dating other men, nor would he be insulted by those bastards blocking the toilet.

Yang Jie couldn't imagine that if he came 30 seconds later...

What kind of humiliation would Fang Zhi encounter?

Fang Zhi rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and sneered: "Why are you crying? I blame you?"

Yang Jie clenched his teeth tightly, and intermittent cries escaped from his throat.

Fang Zhi limped forward, frowning: "Don't cry, I'm very happy today, really."

He thought that he would never see Brother Yan again in his life, but he didn't expect that not only did he meet today, Brother Yan also calmly asked him if he was sick...

It's not a loss to suffer this beating.

And the one surnamed Sun didn't take advantage of it.

Yang Jie carried Fang Zhi back to the car, found a wet tissue and handed it to Fang Zhi.

While wiping his face with a wet tissue, Fang Zhi asked Yang Jie, "Yang Jie, how much did you pay me back?"

Yang Jie frowned, hesitantly: "Actually not many...Brother Zhi, don't worry about it..."

Fang Zhi: "Tell the truth."

Yang Jie paused, and replied: "4000 million."

Fang Zhi crumpled the wet tissue into a ball and held it tightly in his palm.

"Within two years, I will pay you back the principal with interest."

Yang Jie said urgently: "Brother Zhi, the house I live in now was given to me on my birthday that year, and the market value is about 1000 million yuan. You really don't have to pay me back this money!"

Fang Zhi lowered his head and said calmly, "One thing is another thing, I don't want to owe anyone anything."

Yang Jie was helpless, "Brother Zhi..."

After four months, Fang Zhi has not only become more silent, but also seems to have matured.

This man who used to be childish, impulsive, his own way, and even somewhat selfish, seemed to have grown up overnight.

Yang Jie sighed softly in his heart; "If you want to pay it back, just pay it back, it's just the interest. If you can even calculate the interest money as clearly as I do, brother Zhi, you don't think of me as your own family."

Fang Zhi took out a cigarette from his pocket, and let out a hoarse and deep "hmm".

Yang Jie: "Brother Zhi, why didn't you tell Mr. Ji that you were sick?"

"My illness is my own business, and it has nothing to do with Brother Yan."

"Mr. Ji's kidney disease, you have always blamed yourself."

Since two years ago, Fang Zhi has been busy with matching, and even went to matching himself...

Logically speaking, that is Mr. Ji's own business, so what does it have to do with Fang Zhi?

Yang Jie frowned: "Brother Zhi, after you pass this hurdle, go chase Mr. Ji back? He cares about you so much today, and he has you in his heart."

Fang Zhi exhaled a smoke ring, thinking of the handsome and stable man beside Ji Yanzhi today, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "...don't chase, he deserves better."