They often did this, so everyone had become accustomed to it, which led to their current arrogant attitude.
Qin Wen's remark, "Good dog," thoroughly enraged the production assistant.
The production assistant, who had cursed at least three to five hundred people daily, had never encountered anyone who didn't fawn over him like a dog.
In his eyes, those who came to be extras were subservient and would smile even after being scolded.
He had always treated these people like dogs, barking orders and scolding them whenever he pleased.
The crucial point was that they would never dare to talk back; instead, they would turn around and call him "Big Brother Production Assistant."
Only someone with a twisted mentality would view these extras as dogs.
Every extra earned their living through hard work, and everyone was essentially an employee of the company. The production assistant was merely an internal staff member responsible for on-site arrangements.
On what grounds did he consider himself superior?
However, on the set, the production assistant indeed held considerable authority. They could arrange for minor roles that occasionally appeared on screen.
For instance, a vegetable vendor who might have a few lines with the protagonist. Arranging such an appearance was easy money, fetching at least five hundred per scene.
As for the extras who just walked around, without speaking or showing their faces, they earned a mere one to two hundred yuan a day.
Therefore, with such authority, the production assistant's status naturally soared, and they were addressed as "Big Brother" by everyone they met.
It was this kind of fawning that made them arrogant and condescending.
"Who the hell are you calling, huh? Get these people out of here," the production assistant pointed at Qin Wen and shouted angrily.
After yelling at Qin Wen, he gestured for the security guards to remove them.
Upon receiving the order, the security guards prepared to advance, already eager to drive Xia Lin and her companions away. "Don't think just because you're pretty I'll show you any respect?
They're not my women, and I can't get any benefits from you, so why should I be polite?"
They were paid by the film crew, making the crew their benefactors. They would naturally not refuse the benefactor's instructions.
Facing the menacing approach of the security guards, Xia Lin and the other women remained unfazed.
To them, these ordinary security guards were easier to deal with than crushing an ant.
Just as Xia Lin and the others were about to intervene, a voice rang out from the side:
"Lin'er, how could you dirty your hands with such a trivial matter?"
Pu Zaiye appeared beside Xia Lin at some point, striking a touching pose of allegiance to his master.
Pu Zaiye was a loner; he didn't have any strong allies.
There were the "Iron Triangle" of the National Little King, Jiang Xin, and Qin Dou.
Then there was another "Iron Triangle" of Zhou Gangyi, Li Changhe, and Huang Heng.
And finally, there was the young foreigner, Peter, who couldn't even get along with anyone. Thus, he gradually became isolated.
He would occasionally move between these groups, appearing like a fence-sitter.
Therefore, like Dulla Peter, he remained alone.
So, when Xia Lin encountered trouble, Pu Zaiye was the first to appear on the scene.
"Good," Xia Lin didn't refuse.
After all, it was somewhat inconvenient for girls to get into physical altercations in public. Xia Lin considered herself a lady and needed to maintain a certain image of beauty.
Receiving Xia Lin's affirmation, Pu Zaiye smiled and charged into the swarm of ants.
Even though seven or eight security guards had surrounded them, they were no more than seven or eight ants to him.
Pu Zaiye didn't even exert much effort; one slap per person was enough to send them to the ground, unconscious and silent.
These people dared to lay hands on Xia Lin, his revered elder sister, which was an unforgivable sin.
In Pu Zaiye's heart, everything else paled in comparison to Xia Lin.
As for Xia Feng, he was even more revered, a figure of worship.
Although Pu Zaiye knocked them all to the ground, he didn't use lethal force, as they were ordinary people and did not deserve to die.
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Everyone was stunned.
They felt as if Pu Zaiye was a descending deity, sending one person flying with a single slap.
Was that also part of the filming?
The onlookers were somewhat suspicious, wondering if they too had been cast in the drama. Otherwise, could there really be such an incredible person in the world?
The production assistant was also left dumbfounded.
He had worked in the film industry for a long time, and even those martial arts stars or action directors were not a fraction as impressive as Pu Zaiye.
The incredible display he had just witnessed was something even movies couldn't capture.
Seeing the terrified production assistant, Pu Zaiye beckoned him over and said, "Come here and apologize first. I'll deal with you later."
Since the production assistant was the one who gave the orders, he wouldn't receive the same treatment of being slapped unconscious.
The production assistant finally snapped back to reality, jumping up in fear and retreating a few steps. He pointed at Pu Zaiye with terror and exclaimed, "You... you're all dead. To hit people like this, and you've also disrupted Liu Dong's filming. None of you will be able to leave."
As the production assistant finished speaking, he grabbed the large loudspeaker clipped to his chest and shouted loudly, "Someone is causing trouble, someone is causing trouble!"
This shout was audible to everyone in the film crew, and many people emerged from inside.
Among them was a man with a rather effeminate appearance, heavily made up, with an earring in his ear. He yelled at the production assistant who had just spoken:
"What's all the noise about?"
"Brother Liu, these people are causing trouble. They know you're filming here and wanted to sneak in for your autograph, so they got into a conflict with the security guards and even assaulted them," the production assistant explained, sounding like a wronged child, now that the big star had come out to support him.
Liu Dong frowned upon hearing this and said:
"These are some anti-fans, deliberately causing trouble. Call the police. Really, any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants an autograph."