He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 415 - : [415] You have to take full responsibility for this matter_1
Chapter 415: [415] You have to take full responsibility for this matter_1
“If you’re a man, keep your word and stand still.”
Fan Guang emphasized again, then walked up to Tang Feng and posed as if he was about to slap him.
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Looking at him, he seemed genuinely ready to put his full strength into the strike.
The staff members watching the commotion from outside were starting to feel uncomfortable.
They thought Tang Feng was being too humble, letting someone slap him in the face for the sake of an interview. Was it worth it?
Although they disapproved of it a hundred times over, Fan Guang was accustomed to being arrogant and overbearing at the TV station, and they didn’t dare to intervene.
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However, the next moment took everyone by surprise.
Fan Guang wound up his arm and swung it at Tang Feng’s cheek.
But the next second, his arm suddenly bent mid-air, viciously striking his own face instead.
“Smack!”
The slap was so forceful it made Fan Guang see stars, and he tumbled to the ground, landing on his behind.
Those who witnessed this scene couldn’t help rubbing their eyes, asking the person next to them what had just happened.
Fan Guang’s slap was clearly aimed at Tang Feng, so why did it suddenly change direction mid-way and hit himself?
But everyone present was at a loss, no one saw what had actually happened.
Mao Anyi, who was closest, had a bit of an advantage.
She had seen that after Fan Guang’s hand swung out, Tang Feng’s left hand quickly reached out and lightly flicked Fan Guang’s elbow.
Then Fan Guang’s arm abruptly changed direction, striking his own face.
Although she didn’t understand the principle behind it, she was certain that Tang Feng was behind it.
But he had been so covert and fast that those standing farther away didn’t catch his movements.
“Ah…”
At that moment, Fan Guang spat out two bloody teeth, then started to wail pitifully.
The crying sounded so dismal that one might think he had suffered grave injuries.
Just then, a man suddenly pushed through the crowd of onlookers and rushed into the conference room, “Little Guang, are you alright?”
This man was in his sixties, with a big belly that seemed like it might pop his suit button at any moment.
It was Fan Mingyou, the head of the news department at Zhonghai TV.
He had rushed over as soon as he received his son’s call.
But no matter how fast he hurried, he was a step too late and heard his son’s screams from outside the room.
Seeing his son with a mouthful of blood, his cheek severely swollen, he felt a surge of heartache.
“Dad, get revenge for me…” Fan Guang had lost two teeth and was now whistling as he spoke.
After confirming his son was not in life-threatening danger, Fan Mingyou slightly relaxed, stood up, and looked at Tang Feng with venomous eyes, “Did you hit my son?”
“It wasn’t me,” Tang Feng immediately denied.
“If it wasn’t you, then who could it be? Hitting someone and not even daring to admit it?” Fan Mingyou was even more incensed.
At this point, Mao Anyi hurriedly defended Tang Feng, “Director Fan, it really wasn’t Tang Feng who hit him, he hit himself.”
Fan Mingyou laughed in anger, “You think I’m an idiot, or you think my son is an idiot? Has he gone mad? Why would he hit himself?”
Mao Anyi shrugged, “I don’t know if he’s gone mad, but he indeed hit himself. If you don’t believe it, you can ask them.”
Saying so, she pointed to the colleagues gathered around to watch the spectacle.
Those colleagues all testified in turn.
“That’s right, Director Fan, it truly was Fan Guang who hit himself; we all saw it.”
“Yes, the man was just standing there waiting to be hit, and he ended up giving himself a hard slap.”
“You really can’t blame the guy for that; Fan Guang brought it upon himself.”
“We can all testify…”
Hearing these comments, Fan Mingyou glared angrily, “Who was talking just now? Stand out.”
The colleagues immediately fell silent, the timider ones already sneaking away.
Fan Mingyou was notorious for being fiercely protective of his son, and anyone who dared to have a verbal disagreement with him would be covertly or overtly harassed.
Nobody dared to speak up for Tang Feng now, foreseeing troubled days ahead if they did.
Fan Mingyou then turned to Mao Anyi, “Anyi, you are the leading host at our station, and the management highly values you. All resources are tilted in your favor. But you can’t be exploiting the station’s resources for personal gain.”
“I’m not,” Mao Anyi, feeling anger at the accusation, retorted immediately.
“Still denying it? What’s this guy’s deal? Why should he be granted your interview?” Fan Mingyou postured like a leader.
He had no authority over Tang Feng, who was not an employee at their station.
So, he could only target Mao Anyi.
This woman, relying on her status as the leading host, had never taken her director seriously.
He had hinted straightforwardly and implicitly several times that he wanted to have a relationship with her.
But she either pretended not to understand or flatly rejected him, never giving him a chance.
He had wanted to discipline her for a while now but never found the opportunity.
Today, however, he finally had something to hold against her.
Mao Anyi was well aware of his despicable intentions and sneered, “Mr. Tang is the champion of this year’s antique appraiser contest and got the qualifications for a senior appraiser across all categories on his first try. With such achievements, why shouldn’t he be interviewed?”
Fan Mingyou was taken aback by her retort, his imposing manner faltering.
He only knew that Mao Anyi had scheduled an impromptu interview, and it was for a nobody.
He had assumed she was using the station for personal benefits, advertising for a friend.
He hadn’t expected that this seemingly average young man actually had such a status.
Although he wasn’t much acquainted with antiques, he knew how difficult it was to obtain a senior appraiser’s license, especially one covering all categories.
Given that Tang Feng was young and had achieved the senior appraiser’s license across all categories on his first attempt, he indeed was worthy of being interviewed by Mao Anyi.
But since he had seized this opportunity, he was not about to let it slide.
“Heh, no matter what kind of champion he is, hitting someone is wrong. And since he’s the guest you invited, you need to take full responsibility for this incident.”
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