A dirty shoe flew out, heading straight towards Li Yu's direction. Li Yu reacted swiftly, sidestepping as the shoe brushed past his face. That pair of sneakers had been worn down to the point where the heels were flattened like slippers.
Slap!
Director Zhang, who was behind, wasn't as quick to react. The shoe slapped squarely onto his face.
The shoe fell to the ground, leaving a faint imprint on his face.
Director Zhang's face showed a stunned expression, while a burst of snickering emanated from the side.
It seemed to spare Director Zhang's dignity, the laughter was somewhat restrained—but the more it was suppressed, the more evident it became.
Director Zhang's face darkened immediately, especially when he heard the low snickers nearby, his anger intensified.
Disgrace! A dignified director, now the leader of this power, yet smacked in the face with a shoe!
"Who was it?" Director Zhang cursed loudly.