Chapter 126: The Ban Order
In the office of D&B Films, Hung Kam-bo sat on a genuine leather sofa, his brows tightly furrowed.
Xiang Fei stood before him, clutching a copy of "Wolf Warrior 2", his voice low yet firm:
"Brother Hung, this film must be released."
Hung Kam-bo took a deep drag of his cigar; amidst the swirling smoke, his gaze was sharp as a blade:
"Ah Fei, do you know what the situation is right now?"
"I know." Xiang Fei looked straight at him, "But a film is made to be seen, and aren't you and I both Chinese?"
Hearing these words, Hung Kam-bo's head felt as if struck by lightning; he fell silent for a long time, finally crushing out the cigar fiercely:
"Fine! I, Hung Kam-bo, will gamble this round with you!"
On September 1, 1986, "Wolf Warrior 2" premiered across all D&B theaters in Hong Kong.
Outside the Causeway Bay cinema, the audience formed a long queue.
"I heard Jackie Chan acted with particularly fiery passion this time!"
"Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui are both in it; we must watch!"
However, just half an hour into the screening, the cinema manager suddenly rushed into the projection hall, his face deathly pale:
"Emergency notice! 'Wolf Warrior 2' is pulled immediately! All showings cancelled!"
The audience erupted in uproar!
"What's going on? We were just watching the exciting part!"
"Refund! Refund!"
The news spread rapidly across the entire city— "Wolf Warrior 2" was forcibly withdrawn!
The next day, all Hong Kong media launched a collective attack: "'Wolf Warrior 2' incites nationalistic emotions and endangers social stability!"
"Xiang Fei challenges the industry's bottom line and destroys his own future!"
On television, a certain film critic spoke with righteous indignation:
"This kind of film simply should not have been made!"
On the radio, the host spoke with sarcastic irony:
"I heard Xiang Fei even sold his house for this film? Now he's lost everything!"
In the D&B Films office, the phones rang incessantly.
Hung Kam-bo kicked a chair over and roared into the phone:
"What do you mean 'violation'? Damn it, a bunch of bastards, have you forgotten where your roots are?"
On the other end of the line, a certain executive lowered his voice:
"Ah Bao, don't resist too hard... this time it is 'Its' will."
Hung Kam-bo's face changed instantly:
"Who?"
The other party fell silent for a few seconds, replying with only one sentence:
"A person you cannot provoke."
The Peninsula Hotel, a top-tier private suite.
Xiang Butong personally hosted several high-ranking officials from the Film Bureau, his smile forced:
"Everyone, young Sun is hot-blooded and doesn't understand the rules; please be lenient..."
A certain bureau chief slowly took a sip of tea and said lightly:
"Mr. Xiang, it's not that we won't help you, but this time... it is really difficult to handle."
Another official sneered directly:
"Xiang Fei's film is clearly challenging the bottom line! The superiors are furious now; no one's words will matter!"
Xiang Butong clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, yet he still forced a smile:
"Then... is there any room for maneuver?"
The bureau chief put down his teacup, speaking with deep implication:
"Unless Xiang Fei publicly apologizes, admits his mistakes, and guarantees never to film such subjects again."
Late at night, Xiang Fei stood alone by Victoria Harbour, holding a copy of the "Ban Order" in his hand.
Zhou Huimin rushed over, her eyes red:
"Ah Fei... Grandpa and Dad said that as long as you bow your head, there is still room to salvage the situation..."
Xiang Fei gazed at the dark sea, silent for a long time, before finally speaking slowly:
"Minmin, if I bow my head this time..."
"... in the future, the people of Xiangjiang might..."
Zhou Huimin's tears fell instantly:
"But if you don't bow your head... your director career will be over!"
Xiang Fei turned around, gently wiped away her tears, yet a smile curled at the corner of his mouth:
"It won't be over; let's pack our things and prepare to go to the mainland tomorrow."
Meanwhile, at a certain underground video tape factory.
Several workers were secretly copying the film reels of "Wolf Warrior 2".
The boss lowered his voice:
"Transport it to Southeast Asia tonight! Someone there is buying at a high price!"
And in the office of the Beijing Film Studio in the mainland, Han Shanping picked up the phone and called Xiang Fei, speaking in a deep voice:
"Ah Fei, you did it, but Xiangjiang no longer allows you to exist in Xiangjiang."
End of Chapter
