1115: Chapter 1115 Heading to the Capital Again (2) 1115: Chapter 1115 Heading to the Capital Again (2) What the hell kind of opinion is that?
Zhuo Fengâer inwardly spat, but she didnât let it show on her face.
She still smiled and said, âWeâll take the feedback on board and make the necessary changes.
We hope Director Zhang and the leaders of your bureau will give us another chance.â With that, she blatantly took out a check and placed it on Director Zhangâs desk.
Director Zhang glanced at the check discreetly.
He saw a â1â followed by seven zeros, and his heart skipped a beat.
The amount was astronomical.
Even higher-ups rarely received such a large sum at once.
He also blatantly pocketed the check, and his expression immediately softened.
âSure, sure, donât worry.
Your films will get strong support in the future.â Hearing this, Ye Fei and the others thought the matter was settled.
But then Director Zhang changed the subject and said, âHowever, this movie Xianling is out of the question.
Your main theme is already set, and changing it now would be pointless.
Without a love story, there wonât be any audience.
If we let it pass, wouldnât that lower the overall standard of our countryâs films?â Upon hearing this, Zhuo Fengâer and Mu Ling almost exploded with anger.
They thought to themselves, How shameless can this guy be?
They wondered who was dragging down the quality of domestic films.
Ye Fei was also speechless.
He had seen the way these big bureaus operated, and it was far worse than the underworld.
Even when Lingyun Company was at its most corrupt under Ye Yuâs control, they knew to deliver on promises when they were paid.
But this so-called public servant?
He had just taken the money and immediately turned his back on them.
Zhuo Fengâer took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said bluntly, âBut the few movies our company has released before have all been well-received, and none of them had love stories.
Why canât this one be an exception?â As Zhuo Fengâer said, Lingyun Companyâs previous movies didnât involve romance because the scripts were written by Situ Ying, who had never even had a crush, let alone a love affair.
How could she write about something she had no experience with?
Now, Situ Ying did have a secret crush, and her new scripts did include romance, but those scripts hadnât started filming yet.
âNo means no.
Thatâs the decision from above,â Director Zhangâs expression darkened, and he picked up his teacup, signaling that the meeting was over.
âItâs already past office hours.
You should leave now.â Ye Fei knew that further discussion was pointless, so he didnât let Zhuo Fengâer waste any more time.
He stepped forward, got close to Director Zhang, and asked in a deep voice, âSo youâre saying you canât make the final call?â Ye Feiâs words annoyed Director Zhang, but it was the truth, so he replied nonchalantly, âYou can think of it that way.â âThen let someone who can make the call come out and see me,â Ye Fei said coldly.
âBig words!â Director Zhang turned his face away and looked at Ye Fei sideways.
âI know who you are, Ye Fei.
Iâve heard you have some influence in the southeast, but donât forget, this is the capital, not your playground!â âSo youâre not planning to let your boss see me?â Ye Fei asked in a deep voice, thinking that this guy was both pitiful and detestable.
He had no idea what Ye Fei had done in the capital last time, or he wouldnât dare speak like this.
It seemed he was just a scapegoat.
However, even as a scapegoat, Ye Fei had no intention of letting him off the hook.
Not to mention anything else, just the way he had looked at Zhuo Fengâer and Mu Ling at the beginning was enough to put him on Ye Feiâs death list.
Unaware that he was already on the brink of disaster, Director Zhang still acted arrogantly: âThatâs right.
Not only is it already after office hours and our leaders are not here, but even if they were, you couldnât just demand to see them!â âVery well!â Ye Fei suddenly grinned wickedly.
âIâm not a big fan of anal, but I do it occasionally.â âWhat do you mean?â Director Zhang looked at Ye Fei in horror, clearly misunderstanding.
Zhuo Fengâer and Mu Lingâs faces also looked a bit strange.
They couldnât help but wonder if their man, surrounded by so many beautiful women, had developed a case of aesthetic fatigue and was looking for something different.
But even so, why choose such an unattractive man?
Moreover, their own âblossomsâ were not off-limits to him, so why would he need to look for a man?
It wasnât surprising that the two women thought this way.
After all, Ye Feiâs strange smile and words were too easily misunderstood.
Ye Fei, however, paid no mind to what others might think and continued on his own accord, âToday, Iâm gonna blow this whole place sky-high!â Hearing this, the two women finally let out a sigh of relief, while Director Zhangâs face turned ashen with horror as he stammered, âWhat on earth do you plan to do?â âDidnât I just say?
Blow this place to bits!â Ye Fei growled, reaching out to pull the two ladies into his arms.
Then, an overwhelmingly powerful surge of energy erupted from within him.
With a thunderous roar that shook half of the capital, Director Zhang, who was at the epicenter, was obliterated into smithereens by the blast, which was comparable to a super bomb detonating.
In an instant, the luxurious building crumbled into a pile of rubble.
Amidst the deafening explosion, Ye Fei leaped into the sky with the two women in his arms, arcing gracefully through the air before landing unscathed in a grove of trees in a nearby plaza.
The two women, stunned by the sudden turn of events, took a moment to regain their composure before they spoke in unison, âDid you just blow it up?â âIsnât the evidence right before your eyes?â Ye Fei replied with a grin.
âHow does it feel?â âCathartic, incredibly cathartic!â the two women echoed once more.
Hearing the womanâs response, Ye Fei felt a bit puzzled.
Zhuo Fengâerâs reaction made sense; she had always been ruthless and was in the film industry, which meant she had been dealing with this placeâs frustrations for a long time.
But Mu Ling was different.
She had always been gentle and kind-hearted.
Wasnât she worried that his actions might harm innocent people?