The small prop room suddenly quieted down.
The atmosphere was a little tense.
More than ten people and many miscellaneous props were crowded here. The air seemed to be not circulating, and it gave people a suffocating sense of oppression. Everyone stared at the Ai Ci in unison. Some of them looked serious.
Some of them looked concerned.
Some of them were gloating.
The Ai Ci had not answered yet.
Han Yulin spoke first. "Say it again.
It was Sister Ai … "She paused and changed her words in time.
"The Ai Ci ruined the painting?!"
Han Yulin stared at Dong Tingting.
Her willowy eyebrows were raised.
The majesty of a person who had been in a superior position for a long time covered Dong Tingting.
Her tone did not sound like a question.
Instead, it sounded more like an angry rebuke.
It seemed that Dong Tingting had said something that she should not have said.
Dong Tingting was frightened by Han Yulin's fierce gaze.
She did not know why Han Yulin was angry at her.
Shouldn't she immediately question the culprit, the Ai Ci?
Dong Tingting felt that the scene in front of her seemed to be a little out of her expectations and control.
However, she glanced at the Ai Ci's half-smile behind Han Yulin. She suddenly made up her mind and braced herself. "Yesterday, someone saw the Ai Ci spill coke on it. Today, she has been delaying and refusing to take out the painting.
In all likelihood, there is a problem with the painting. "
"What do you mean in all likelihood! It's all your wild guesses. How dare you speak nonsense! Young people nowadays.
Don't you think before you speak? "Han Yulin scolded Dong Tingting.
Dong Tingting was a little confused. Why was she the one being scolded?
However, she still insisted. "I'm not guessing blindly.
Someone saw it … "
"'Someone' means that you didn't see it? Then why did you jump out to say? The so-called echo of the crowd is made up by people like you! "Han Yulin's scolding tone became heavier.
Dong Tingting was furious: "If you don't believe me, ask her to take out the painting."
Hearing Dong Tingting's confident tone, Director Huang felt that this matter was very likely to be true. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
However, Dong Tingting had actually exposed this matter in front of Old Madam Han. He was a little dissatisfied. Even if the Ai Ci had to take the main responsibility for this matter, it was inevitable that the crew would also be implicated. Why was Dong Tingting so insensible today?
Director Huang suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled apologetically to Han Yulin, "Old Madam Han, the air here is not good. Do you want to go out and rest first? I'll take care of the painting. "
The Ai Ci raised her eyebrows and only heard one sentence. "The air here is not good?" Heh.
A gust of wind instantly blew into the room, bringing in the fresh osmanthus fragrance and fresh air from outside the room. Everyone's spirits were instantly lifted.
Director Huang, who had been slapped in the face, was speechless.
Han Yulin snorted coldly: "I think the air here is quite good." She took a step back and slowly but firmly sat down on the chair next to the Ai Ci.
Han Yulin had lived for almost a century. How could she not know about the scheming between women? Dong Tingting was obviously setting a trap for the Ai Ci! Although she was very clear that with the Ai Ci's ability, Dong Tingting would definitely not be able to gain any benefits, she still wanted to do her best to protect her.
Therefore, she was determined not to leave this room today!
Director Huang looked at Han Yulin's expression and felt that she did not intend to pursue the fault of the Ai Ci. Instead, she seemed more like she was going to sit there and support her.
"Ai Ci, quickly take out the painting," Director Huang said.
Under the blazing gaze of the entire room, the Ai Ci slowly handed over the painting scroll: "Director Huang, there is indeed someone pouring coke in this painting."
Dong Tingting sneered: "What do you mean by someone? You were the one who poured it. You're the only one in the entire crew who keeps pouring coke, right? "
Director Huang looked at the brown water stain on the painting with an ugly expression. His first reaction was to look at Han Yulin. Unexpectedly, she did not look angry. Instead, there was an unfathomable indifference. Her gaze only fell on the painting scroll for a second before she looked away, as if she did not care much about the painting.
Director Huang was a little confused about Han Yulin's attitude, but he still had to put on a show. He questioned sternly: "Ai Ci, tell me the truth. Did you spill the coke?"
"Director Huang did it." Before the Ai Ci could speak, Han Yulin knocked on the table lightly and said unhappily: "You don't have to be so harsh, right?"
Director Huang: "Huh?"
He was even more confused: Why did Han Yulin not only not care, but also speak up for the Ai Ci?
At this moment, the Ai Ci said: "Director Huang, I didn't spill it."
"Miss Ai," a tall and thin woman with a yellowish complexion and prominent cheekbones who had been standing silently at the door suddenly said: "I saw you spill the coke yesterday. As a person, you have to take responsibility, right?"
"Oh?" The Ai Ci raised her voice and stared fixedly at her with a frightening gaze: "Did you see me spill the coke, or did you see me spill the coke on the painting?"
The woman's gaze drifted away under the Ai Ci's intense gaze, and her tone could not help but weaken: "I saw you spill it on the painting."
Ai Ci: "Then why didn't you say it yesterday? If you had said it earlier, wouldn't you have been able to salvage the situation earlier? Why did you jump out at this time to be a witness? "
"Then why didn't you say it earlier if you spilled it yesterday? You still want to hide it from us today. There are witnesses and evidence, so don't quibble. "Dong Tingting saw that Sister Sun was obviously guilty and anxious, so he simply took over the conversation himself.
"Okay, Tingting, we'll talk about who spilled the coke later." Director Huang had lived for most of his life, so he was quite skilled at figuring out the intentions of his superiors. He secretly pondered for a while and finally realized that Han Yulin did not intend to argue with the Ai Ci at all. Since that was the case, he quickly seized the opportunity to push the boat along with the current and cover up this matter so that the crew would not be implicated.
Director Huang said: "The most important thing now is to quickly restore the painting. What's the use of talking about whose responsibility it is?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Yulin reveal a satisfied smile. Director Huang breathed a sigh of relief: Very good, it seemed that he had guessed correctly.
However, Dong Tingting did not have the same insight: "But the Ai Ci has always been in charge of the painting. She has to take responsibility for it, right?"
Han Yulin waved her hand: "No need, it's fine."
Dong Tingting could not believe it and involuntarily raised his voice: "It's such an important painting, how can it be fine?" She had spent so much effort to use this painting to put the Ai Ci to death, but how could she put it down so easily?
Dong Tingting glared at the Ai Ci again, but her calm smile was very dazzling in Dong Tingting's eyes. She wanted to pounce on her and tear apart this face that she felt was pretending to be calm.
"This painting belongs to my family. If I say it's fine, then it's fine." Han Yulin's face darkened. "Miss, why are you more concerned about this painting than me? Are you so free that you're interfering too much? "
Dong Tingting's face alternated between green and red: "I, I'm worried that there are no props for today's scene."
The Ai Ci chuckled: "If Miss Dong is worried about the props, then you can rest assured." She casually threw the painting back on the table and said in a light tone: "The destroyed painting is a fake painting."
Dong Tingting could not believe it: "What did you say?"
"This is the real painting." The Ai Ci took out another painting scroll from the cabinet.
Dong Tingting sneered: "Don't just take out a painting to fool everyone."
Han Yulin suddenly stood up excitedly: "The real painting?"
"Yes." The Ai Ci handed the painting to her.
Han Yulin took it with both hands respectfully, as if she was receiving a gift from an elder.
She excitedly unfolded the painting scroll with trembling hands, stared at it for two seconds, and choked: "This is it, I really didn't expect …" to see this painting again in this life.
She gently stroked the cheek of the person in the painting, her eyes full of tears, her expression excited and sad, the wrinkles on her face trembling. She had copied this painting so many times, but in the end, the Ai Ci was the one who could draw her brother's face the best.
Everyone was a little strange. Why did Han Yulin's tone sound like she had lost this painting for a long time? But wasn't this painting just delivered yesterday?
But with Han Yulin's words, no one doubted the authenticity of the painting in the Ai Ci's hands anymore.
However, Director Huang keenly smelled something unusual: "But why are there two paintings?" Yesterday, the Han family only sent one painting.
The Ai Ci explained: "Didn't you ask me to figure out the artist's state of mind? After I finished work last night, I went back to my room to make a copy, and I only put it in the prop room today. "
"If that's the case …" The Ai Ci's gaze fell on Sister Sun: "Just now, this lady said that she saw me spilling coke on the painting yesterday, then which painting did you spill it on?"
Since there was only one real painting at the set yesterday, and this painting was obviously not damaged, then the painting was taken out today. As for the destroyed painting, it was only taken out today, so it could only have been spilled with coke today.
Everyone looked at Sister Sun in unison. It was obvious that she was lying.
"I, I saw wrongly yesterday." Sister Sun panicked.
"Little Sun, if you're not sure if you saw wrongly, how dare you come out and talk nonsense?" Director Huang reprimanded.
"Little Sun? Your surname is Sun? You're the Sister Sun that Dong Tingting's assistant talked about on the phone! "Tian Qi heard Director Huang's address and pointed at Sister Sun as if she suddenly realized something.
"What do you mean?" Director Huang asked.
"Tian Qi, don't talk nonsense. Who doesn't know that the Ai Ci is tutoring you right now? Don't blame me for her!" Dong Tingting said hurriedly.
"I haven't said anything yet. How do you know if I'm going to blame you for shit or pee?" Tian Qi said, "Director Huang, this morning I …"
Tian Qi recounted the contents of the phone call this morning. In the end, he pointed at Dong Tingting and concluded, "So, everything that happened today was all her doing!"
Dong Tingting immediately said: "Tian Qi, you didn't even see what that person looked like. How can you say that she's my assistant? Also, you don't have any evidence with your mouth. Isn't the content of the phone call fabricated by you? "
"If Miss Dong wants evidence, I have it."
Gu Ting's cold voice suddenly sounded at the door. She didn't know when he had gone out, but now he rushed back and strode into the room.
Dong Tingting didn't believe it. She had already asked her assistant to avoid all the cameras when she did it. How could there be evidence?
Gu Ting first handed a piece of paper to Han Yulin and Director Huang: "This is Sister Sun's account record. This morning, fifty thousand yuan was suddenly transferred to her account."
"This is the money that my family transferred to me. What's wrong? Can't I? "Sister Sun said.
"But after tracing it, the account that transferred the money belongs to Miss Dong's assistant, Xiao Zhu. Sister Sun, is Xiao Zhu also part of your family? "
"I …" Sister Sun stuttered and couldn't answer.
Gu Ting said again: "This is only indirect evidence. The direct evidence is in this USB flash drive. Xiao Zhu is very good at anti-surveillance and avoided all the surveillance cameras. But Sister Sun isn't so smart. In the USB flash drive is the surveillance video that I just copied back. It just happened to capture the scene of Sister Sun making the phone call. "
The two pieces of evidence were slammed on the table. Gu Ting looked at Dong Tingting and said word by word: "Miss Dong, this is what it means to have a witness and material evidence."
Director Huang asked sternly: "Tingting, did you really do it?"
Dong Tingting was so nervous that her hands and feet were cold and her face was pale: "Uncle Huang …" She hoped that Director Huang could help her for her mother's sake.
Director Huang really wanted to help Dong Tingting this time. After all, she was the daughter of his old friend. But Han Yulin was still there, and her expression was fierce. It was obvious that she was waiting for him to give an explanation.
Dong Tingting saw Director Huang's expression and knew that there was no hope. She said with a sobbing tone: "It's all Xiao Zhu's fault …"
Xiao Zhu's arm was quietly grabbed by Dong Tingting. She didn't dare to disobey Dong Tingting and could only say: "It's, it's me …"
"Miss Dong, you're playing me in the drama, right?" Han Yulin suddenly interrupted Xiao Zhu's words and stopped this scapegoat drama.
She carefully hugged the painting that she had lost and recovered, then stood up and walked in front of Director Huang: "Director Huang, I don't know how you chose the role, and I didn't intend to interfere. But after seeing the role today, I'm afraid that the person playing me is too different from me. Are you sure she can play me well? "
"Old Madam Han …" Director Huang didn't know what to say.
Han Yulin said coldly: "Get someone else to play the role. She hasn't filmed much yet, right?"
…
Han Yulin replaced Dong Tingting with one sentence.
In the past, Dong Tingting used her family's power to strut around in the production team. She didn't expect that one day, she would be ruthlessly crushed by someone with more power.
But because of this, the scenes that could be filmed today would have to be rearranged.
Ai Ci didn't have any scenes for the time being. Only then did she have time to sit in the meeting room with Han Yulin and catch up.
Ai Ci: "The Yan you mentioned today … who is he?"
Han Yulin: "I don't know his name. Tang Li first met him. Until Tang Li passed away, I only heard her call him Mr. Yan."
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