"You? Dare to break my finger? You..."
The man said, pointing his finger at her even more brazenly.
Jiang Nanfang, holding her phone in one hand, grabbed his finger expressionlessly with the other and snapped it downwards.
"Ah..." The man's scream echoed out as the elevator doors opened.
"Are you trying to kill me! Do you know how much one of my fingers is worth?"
"Hurry up and break it, let go, just let go!"
Weakling.
Does he even know how much flesh he has on his body? He thinks I can't handle him?
Jiang Nanfang grabbed his finger, shoved him hard against the elevator wall, and turned to leave.
To her surprise, the man and his Tibetan Mastiff followed her relentlessly.
"Stop, don't go! You think you can just leave after hitting someone without taking responsibility!"
"Who are you, what's your name? Do you work in this building too? Which company? I'm going to report you and get your boss to fire you!"
"So violent and vicious, you're not even a woman!"
What a buzzkill, running into such a lunatic first thing in the morning.
Jiang Nanfang walked on, saying coldly.
"I work for this company. If you have the guts, come in with me. I'll watch you get fired by the boss myself."
The two of them walked to Xu Yanchuan's office door.
The man examined the studio's nameplate.
"Such shabby surroundings, it figures you're someone who hasn't seen the world. You dare to hit me? Wait, I'll get the boss to fire you right now!"
As they spoke, they pushed open the office door together.
Before they could even open their mouths to look for the boss, Xu Yanchuan walked out of the restroom, wiping his face.
Seeing both of them standing at the door, his eyes lit up.
"What a coincidence? How did you two end up coming here together?"
Jiang Nanfang and the man exchanged a look, then looked at Xu Yanchuan. In unison, they asked, "You know him?"
"This is my cousin. I mentioned him yesterday, the male lead for our movie, Ke Teng."
Xu Yanchuan, with a happy expression, began introducing them.
"Ke Teng, this is Ms. Jiang Nanfang, the screenwriter for our movie. Why did you two come up together?"
It turned out they were both here to see Xu Yanchuan.
And they would be working together from now on.
To have to collaborate with someone so detestable, they exchanged another look and then turned their heads away in unison.
"Who came up with him!"
Seeing the situation, Xu Yanchuan asked,
"What's wrong with you two? Do you know each other from before?"
Ke Teng stepped forward and preemptively complained to Xu Yanchuan.
"This woman has no manners and no love for animals. She hit my Tibetan Mastiff in the elevator just now."
"I don't want to work with someone like her. Before we even start, cousin, fire her."
"Otherwise, I won't feel at ease with Ah Mei being raised here by you."
What?
Such a huge creature, looking more terrifying than a wolf, and he calls it a small animal?
Accusing her of having no love?
She was almost eaten by it, how could she possibly show affection?
And it was going to be raised here in the future?
Jiang Nanfang absolutely refused.
"What do you mean? You're going to help him raise a dog? Why didn't you discuss it with me beforehand? I don't agree."
"Xu Yanchuan, I'm allergic to dog hair."
This...
Unexpectedly, the two people who were usually so pleasant turned the atmosphere so sour the first time they met.
Xu Yanchuan didn't know Jiang Nanfang was allergic to dog hair either.
"You're allergic to dog hair? You should have said so earlier, I would have asked him to take her to someone else's place for a few days."
Ke Teng saw Xu Yanchuan's troubled expression, then looked at Jiang Nanfang, who was standing there with righteous indignation.
It was as if this studio was hers, and she was the boss.
"If I felt comfortable letting others raise her, would I have brought her all this way to you?"
"Brother, tell me the truth. Is she the screenwriter you invited, or your girlfriend?"
"Spoiled and pampered, with no taste at all. So many people covet my precious daughter, and yet she dislikes her."
Jiang Nanfang scoffed.
"Covet your precious daughter? I'm afraid they covet all her meat, aren't they?"
"Just a dog, but you value it more than people. I don't know if it inherited human blood, or if humans inherited its. Daughter? Ridiculous."
Ke Teng wasn't stupid, of course he could tell Jiang Nanfang was insulting him.
"Who are you insulting? Who are you saying covets its meat? Anyone who dares to covet it will be buried with me!"
"Anyway, she's staying here. If you're allergic, take medicine, or take a few days off and don't come."
"Such a grown person, arguing with a dog. Not like a woman at all."
People say celebrities nowadays have no artistic integrity, acting like divas as soon as they gain a little fame.
Jiang Nanfang had truly witnessed it today.
If Xu Yanchuan hadn't told her he was a popular idol in the entertainment industry, who would have associated such a lunatic with a celebrity?
Just a trainee, who had only been popular for a few days after returning to the country, speaking so arrogantly. How did Xu Yanchuan find such a thing?
"I'd like to take leave. But I'll have to ask your brother if he agrees."
"You admit it's just a dog now? It's fine wherever it's raised, as long as it's not abused. Is it that big of a deal?"
Young Master Ke had never met a woman who didn't take him and his treasure seriously in his life.
Doesn't she know who I am?
How dare she speak to me so sharply.
He hooked his sunglasses down from his nose and looked Jiang Nanfang up and down.
"Even if she's just a dog, in my eyes, her life is more precious than yours."
"So you want to pick fault with her? You're not qualified."
What kind of nonsense!
Not qualified to pick fault with a dog?
Jiang Nanfang was determined to clash with him today.
"I'm not qualified? Then try me."
"If you dare to leave her here, the moment you leave, I'll be eating Tibetan Mastiff hotpot for lunch today."
Ke Teng was completely enraged by Jiang Nanfang.
"What? You dare to eat my Tibetan Mastiff? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"
"Come and try. With your weak frame, I'm afraid I'll break you in half if I use a little force."
"..."
Ke Teng was completely driven mad by her, and he turned and roared at the Tibetan Mastiff.
"Ah Mei, are you just going to stand there and watch me get bullied? Go, bite her!"
No one expected her to be so obedient.
As soon as the words fell, before Jiang Nanfang could react, Ah Mei rushed forward like a gust of wind, jumped up, and pounced onto Jiang Nanfang with a whoosh.
This dog, well-fed and well-cared for, weighed over 40 kilograms.
She was almost as heavy as Jiang Nanfang.
Being jumped on and pressed down by her, Jiang Nanfang lost her balance and stumbled, hitting the wall.
Xu Yanchuan rushed to pull her, but it was too late.
Afraid of being bitten on the face, Jiang Nanfang instinctively used her arms to shield her head.
Sharp teeth latched onto her arm, and her fair skin instantly beaded with blood.
Jiang Nanfang's hair stood on end, and the scene of her being chased and cornered by several Golden Retrievers when she was ten flashed through her mind.
Almost as a reflex, as Ah Mei opened her mouth, she gripped its neck with both hands and forcefully twisted it to the left.
"Snap!"
The thrashing Tibetan Mastiff, all claws and teeth, instantly turned into a limp mass of fat.
With a thud, Jiang Nanfang kicked it aside.
"Ah Mei, Ah Mei?"
"Woman, you're dead! You dare to touch my Ke Teng's property, you wait to be buried with her!"