"My phone!!!"
Jiang Yan's roar echoed continuously through the mountains in the evening.
Watching helplessly as his latest-model phone was taken away by a bodyguard, Jiang Yan could only vent his anger at several staff members.
The four who were already upset about having their essentials confiscated suddenly recovered.
Jiang Yan couldn't even keep his phone; what did it matter that they only had some food and cosmetics taken away?
However, following Jiang Yan's string of complaints, the only result was three burly men, each 190 cm tall, standing before him dispatched by the production team.
Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and took a few steps back, making a final compromise.
"Fine, keep the luggage, but you have to at least give me back my phone, right? What if I lose contact while I'm in these mountains?"
"That's simple," Director Sun said. "The production team has already thought of that."
Then, the next second, a glaringly outdated phone was handed to Jiang Yan.
