Chapter 121: Disagreement and Argument

Xiang Fei hung up Han Shanping's call, turned, and walked into the study. Moonlight spilled across the desk through the floor-to-ceiling windows; he opened a blank script, the fountain pen scratching on the paper. At three in the morning, the three large characters "Wolf Warrior 2" finally landed on the title page.

"Ah Fei, not asleep yet?" Zhou Huimin stood at the door, wrapped in a bathrobe.

Xiang Fei rubbed his aching eyes: "You sleep first; I'll revise this script a bit more."

The next morning, the president's office of Yongsheng Pictures.

"Smack!" Xiang Qiang slammed the script heavily onto the rosewood desk. "Ah Fei, do you know what you are writing?"

Xiang Fei stood by the window with his hands in his pockets: "Of course I do."

"You know?" Xiang Qiang jumped up suddenly. "Filming this kind of subject matter now is asking for death!"

Outside the office glass door, several employees pretended to organize documents, but their ears were perked up high.

"Uncle Qiang," Xiang Fei turned around, "you should know the current situation."

"Are we still eating under 'its' rule now?" Xiang Qiang slapped the table. "Can Yongsheng not withstand your turmoil?"

Xiang Fei gave no ground: "This is not playing with fire; it is the responsibility of the Chinese!"

The voices of the two grew louder and louder, and more and more people gathered in the corridor.

"What is going on?" Xiang Tai walked over quickly in high heels, with Xiang Sheng following closely behind.

The employees watching in the office immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Xiang Tai pushed the door open: "A family company arguing like this, what is this like!"

Xiang Qiang grabbed the script and shoved it at Xiang Tai: "Look at what your good nephew has written!"

Xiang Tai flipped through the script quickly, her expression gradually becoming solemn. Xiang Sheng leaned over to look and suddenly drew in a sharp breath.

"Ah Fei," Xiang Tai closed the script, "this subject matter is too sensitive."

Xiang Sheng nodded in agreement: "At least we must wait until after '97..."

"Wait?" Xiang Fei sneered coldly. "I cannot wait. Xiangjiang has always been the territory of Huaxia; 'it' is merely a leasehold."

Xiang Qiang walked to his nephew's side, his tone suddenly softening: "Ah Fei, Yongsheng truly cannot withstand any more turmoil."

"You just won the Palme d'Or and the Golden Bear; your future is limitless," Xiang Tai pleaded earnestly, "why take the risk?"

Xiang Sheng placed a hand on Xiang Fei's shoulder: "The company has just started; some things cannot be rushed..."

Xiang Fei shook off Xiang Sheng's hand: "Films should not be merely tools for making money!"

"But you must survive first!" Xiang Qiang suddenly raised his voice. "Do you know how many eyes are watching Yongsheng?"

The office fell into dead silence, with only the humming of the air conditioner remaining.

Xiang Fei looked around at the three elders and spoke word by word: "Wolf Warrior 2, I am determined to film it."

After speaking, he turned and left; the office door slammed with a deafening crash.

Xiang Qiang slumped back into his chair: "This child... why is he so stubborn..."

In the corridor, Xiang Fei strode forward with long steps, and employees made way for him one after another.

"Xiang Dao..." Ah May from the Publicity Department timidly handed over the car keys.

Xiang Fei took the keys and walked into the elevator without looking back.

In the office, Xiang Tai was full of worry: "Should we chase after him?"

Xiang Sheng shook his head: "Let him calm down for a while."

Xiang Qiang rubbed his temples: "Contact Wang Jing; stabilize the other projects first. We shouldn't have let him go to the mainland in the first place."

Xiang Fei drove aimlessly, finally stopping by Victoria Harbour.

He took out his phone and dialed Zhou Huimin: "Minmin, I may have to go it alone."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line: "I support you."

That night, at the Clear Water Bay villa.

"Is there truly no room for compromise?" Zhou Huimin handed him a cup of hot tea.

Xiang Fei shook his head: "Our philosophies differ. Uncle Qiang and the others only think about making money..."

"But they are doing it for your own good," Zhou Huimin said softly.

Xiang Fei gazed at the night outside the window: "I know. But some films are not made for the sake of making money."

Meanwhile, in the conference room of Yongsheng Pictures, Xiang Qiang was holding an emergency meeting.

"Advance the 'God of Gamblers 2' project," he told the executives, "Wang Jing will be in charge of directing."

【Industry Shock】

One week later, Movie Weekly broke an exclusive news story:

"Xiang Fei and Xiang Qiang argue; uncle and nephew turn against each other!"

The entire Xiangjiang film industry was shaken. In tea restaurants, producers discussed the matter fervently:

"I heard they fell out over a military film..."

"Xiang Fei is too impulsive!"

"But he does have talent..."

In the president's office of Yongsheng Pictures, Xiang Qiang stood by the window, looking toward Central.

"Boss," the secretary asked cautiously, "should we contact Xiang Dao?"

Xiang Qiang shook his head: "He will know to turn back once he hits the wall."

And in that new office in Central, Xiang Fei was facing a blank notice board, writing the three large characters "Wolf Warrior 2."

As a Huaxia person, with Huaxia blood flowing in his bones and Huaxia grain in his belly, he would not allow anyone to stop the filming of Wolf Warrior 2.