"Making demands of us!" Boss Chen slammed his fist on the table angrily and pointed a finger at her. "You're just a screenwriter and you want to make demands of us! You've got some nerve!"
"Do you think that you can decide not to sell this script according to your own whims and fancies?" Producer Zhang roared and threatened her, "Miss Cloud, you'd better give face and sell the rights to us honestly."
"Since none of you are genuinely interested in my work, there's no need for us to continue this meeting." Shen Xi stared at them intimidatingly. "I won't sell the rights to you, even if it rots in my hands."
"Cloud Seven, don't be arrogant if you want to remain in show business!" Producer Zhang growled.
Shen Xi threw them a nasty glance and said to Yu An, "Let's go."
Yu An was both impressed and scared. She also had an urge to applaud Lil Chairman Shen, who was so cool and awesome!
She decided that Lil Chairman Shen would be her idol!
"Leaving so soon?" Boss Chen stood up and approached her. He reached out an arm to grab her.
Shen Xi reacted quickly. She turned around and kicked him. "Everyone, let's behave professionally. We're in public and it does you no good to start getting violent."
Her kick caused Boss Chen to crash into the table. He screamed in pain and glared at her with bloodshot eyes. "You b*tch, I'm gonna kill you!"
An Lin did not foresee this would happen. He tried to calm the men. "Everybody, please listen to me, about this…"
Producer Zhang could not suppress his anger anymore and slapped him. "Get lost!"
The slap sent An Lin into a daze. The world spun before him, and by the time he regained his senses, a fight had erupted in the private room.
Soon, Shen Xi had punched the men until they were writhing on the floor and groaning in agony. Then, she dragged Yu An out of the room.
"You c*nt, just you wait!"
Boss Chen stared at her wickedly.
The bodyguards guarding the entrance came in. They did not hear the din as the walls of the private room were soundproofed.
"Get that b*tch and kill her!" Producer Zhang yelled at the bodyguards.
When the bodyguards reached the entrance, they saw a man coming towards them and instinctively backed down.
The man was dressed in a black suit and wore a solemn expression. His outfit and hair was neat and he carried a tray in his hands.
The bodyguards felt a sudden chill as they eyed the man opposite them. They began to tremble and perspire.
Scary.
The man gave off a terrifying vibe.
He was capable of sending shivers down one's spine just by standing there.
"Excuse me, my good sirs. The young lady is a friend of our boss. I ask that you do our boss a favor," Kun Lun said with a smile.
"Who the hell are you?" Producer Zhang snarled.
Right now, he wanted to catch that girl and snap her neck!
"I'm Kun Lun." Kun Lun maintained the grin on his face.
"Who the hell's your boss? Tell him to mind his own business." Finally, Boss Chen managed to get up from the floor.
"I can't disclose our boss' identity, but our boss has always been a reasonable man who appreciates wise and tactful people." Kun Lun stepped forward and lifted the cloth covering the tray. "Do us a favor, please!"
There was a photo and a document on the tray.
Boss Chen, Producer Zhang and the rest of the men were horrified and nervous when they saw what laid on the tray.