Lin Mo's slap was thunderously loud.
In an instant, the eyes of almost the entire restaurant turned towards them.
"You... you dare to hit me?"
Huang Bo's eyes instantly turned ferocious.
Of course, his anger stemmed more from those onlooking gazes filled with schadenfreude.
He, Huang Bo, was the producer of the crew, in the crew, he didn't know how many female actors he had coerced under the so-called "hidden rules," holding nearly as much power as the director.
And now, he was actually slapped by a teenager around seventeen or eighteen years old?
Lin Mo's face remained impassive, he gave Huang Bo a disdainful glance, "So what if I hit you? In Imperial City, if I wanted you dead, it would just take a single word."
Arrogant!
It was really too arrogant.
At this time, the few young men and women who had come with Huang Bo, quickly stepped forward.
"Kid, you dare to hit Producer Huang, you're done!"