Chapter 84: A Big Fight Breaks Out

  Two and a half hours later, the plane arrived on schedule.

  Shanghai Hongqiao Airport

  "Little Tong, what a coincidence." Behind him, several suit-clad bodyguards remained standing still. Cheng Tian Nan stopped in his tracks and turned around to face the approaching Tong Hua and Maite, Qian Li, laughing loudly as if all of this was just a mere coincidence. "It turns out we're actually on the same flight."

  "Director Cheng." Qian Liru greeted him first and walked over, extending his hand with a smile on his face. Although Cheng Han is now the most famous director in the country, if it weren't for his older brother Cheng Tian Nan secretly investing in him, Cheng Han might not have gained such fame. Qian Li regretted that Minru didn't come to Shanghai with them; otherwise, Director Cheng would definitely like Minru as an artist, and maybe next time he invested in a movie, Minru could take on a role.

  The doctor was already waiting outside the door, and they could examine the injury at any time. The South Korean ambassador, unwilling to show weakness, stood together with the Japanese ambassador, forming a united front. Having been unreasonable before, now that there was reason, he was naturally furious and arrogant.

  "Miss Tong, since I just arrived, I'm not clear about the specific situation. Can you briefly tell me what happened? Of course, let the organizers hear it too." Guan Heng smiled kindly at Tong Jing, but he wouldn't have believed her even if she were a Chinese representative, let alone compared to the Japanese and Korean models' height and figure.

  Moreover, Guan Yao's younger brother explicitly said on the phone that Tong Jing is very well-behaved and gentle. If she were to fight, she must have been bullied terribly. Seeing his younger brother, a detective, defend a girl like this, Guan Heng was initially puzzled, but now that he has seen Tong Jing, he understands that she is absolutely not the kind of girl who causes trouble.

  "Hmm." Nodding, Tong Jiang stood up and saw that everyone's gaze was cast upon her. The Japanese and Korean people naturally looked at her with disgust and hatred, while the three French judges were very impartial and didn't show any emotion. Tong Jiang smiled slightly, looking a bit shy and adorable, which immediately made several of the French people think of the gentle and mysterious nature of Eastern women.

  Tong Ying was about to return to her room when she was blocked by Japanese and South Korean players who started mocking her height, mocking China. Tong Ying shouted back at them, and then they started chasing and hitting her.

  "Although they rolled down the stairs, it was because their heels were too high, I didn't roll down, and I won't apologize for their heels. As for the vase of water that I knocked over, if they hadn't been chasing me, I wouldn't have broken the vase either. Normally, when being chased by two obviously stronger enemies, one has the right to run, right? I couldn't just stand there and take a beating."

  Tong's speech was clear and her English was fluent. Her soft voice made her seem like a minor to foreigners, but Guan Heng roughly understood the situation from her explanation. However, he had one doubt - although Korean and Japanese models were arrogant, verbal mockery and conflict were possible, how could they be so bold as to chase and beat Tong? Looking at Tong, who seemed timid and weak, evoking a desire for protection in every man, Guan Heng couldn't believe she would initiate a fight.

  "She's lying!" Mei-chan shouted in a hoarse voice, her throat still painful to the point where speaking was still uncomfortable, her eyes burning with hatred.

  "We also doubt Ms. Tung's words, which completely distorted the facts. The fact is that Ms. Tung hit Ms. Park first, and then led to the subsequent chase and fight." The Korean ambassador also expressed his opinion, "This matter cannot be settled like this," "We request a doctor to come and examine the injuries."

  "I have evidence." Just as the Japanese and Korean people were gloating, Tong Jiao weakly spoke up, glanced at Guan Heng, handed over her mobile phone, and smiled shyly under Guan Heng's encouraging gaze. "There's a recording inside. It stopped after they chased me away."

  "In that case, let's listen first. If the two ambassadors have any doubts, we can ask professionals to conduct a voice identification." Guan Heng smiled as he took over the phone, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off about this whole thing.

  Tong Ying's mobile phone recording was very clear, and the words of Mei Huizi and Park Jin-ju in the phone were obviously with personal attacks and insults, making all the people present frown, not expecting that the two beautiful female models would be so vicious, and the recording naturally stopped when Tong Ying started hitting people.

  "Although the two ladies' words do not represent your country, such obviously insulting remarks will be formally submitted to your ambassador and pursued for legal responsibility." Guan Heng's smile became more serious as he took Tong Jing's phone away and looked at Miwa and Park Jin-ju. "I think you two should apologize to Miss Tong for your childish and irresponsible words."

  "Wait a minute, Director Guan. Although Mei Hui's words were inappropriate, it is true that she was beaten by your countryman. Everyone has the right to freedom of speech. Miss Tong even recorded evidence at the time. I'm afraid there was a conspiracy from the beginning, wanting Mei Hui to get hurt and be unable to participate in this Asian tournament?" The Japanese ambassador spoke with anger, his eyes glaring furiously at Tong Ying. What a vicious woman! He deliberately shifted the topic to the competition, making everyone think that Tong Ying had ulterior motives.