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Inside the lavishly decorated private club, Feng Kuzi was not enjoying his lunch as much as he had hoped. The club owner, a man with a shiny face and a concerned expression, quickly noticed Feng's low spirits. With genuine curiosity, he asked, "What's wrong, Feng? Is the filming of the new movie not going smoothly?"
The owner had always maintained a close and friendly relationship with Feng, so there was no need for formalities. Once he sensed something was off, he straightforwardly inquired about it.
Feng Kuzi sighed deeply, his face clouded with worry. He slowly set down his cup and said, "It's even more frustrating to talk about it now that you've brought it up!"
At the table were two other men, equally plump and looking lethargic. They paused in surprise at Feng's words, their faces reflecting astonishment. The four of them had always shared a good rapport, each controlling vital connections and indispensable resources in their respective fields.
That was precisely why Feng had gathered them at the club today. Deep down, they all had some inkling of what might be troubling him.
"What's going on, Feng? Come on, tell us everything!" the club owner urged, prompting Feng to open up about his troubles.
"It's about this new film titled 'Eternal Capable Minister.' I've really racked my brain over this one," Feng confessed. "I've meticulously polished the script and painstakingly designed the shooting locations. I even managed to gather all the actors without missing anyone. I was all set to make a grand spectacle of it."
Several people nodded in unison.
One of them immediately chimed in, "That's true, Feng's dedication and professionalism during filming are well known. We all see it clearly. Plus, we've heard that Feng is making a film about Qin Hui, and public opinion is generally very positive! This is bound to be a classic work that will stand the test of time!"
Another person added, "Yes, Feng, everyone is talking about your film and saying they are particularly looking forward to it. This should be a good thing, right? Everything has been arranged perfectly. Where could there possibly be any mistakes?"
Feng Kuzi raised his glass and took a large gulp, letting out a heavy sigh as he said, "What good? Everything has been thrown into chaos. Prime Minister Qin is almost being vilified as a treacherous minister!"
The crowd fell silent at this remark, exchanging glances filled with shock and confusion.
Feng Kuzi's gaze slowly swept over everyone, his expression bitter and his tone heavy as he continued, "You all should think carefully. It was Yue Fei who stubbornly provoked war without any regard for consequences. He brazenly seized the princess and even dared to commit regicide. Such madness and treachery! And yet, this kind of person is openly hailed as a hero. Meanwhile, the diligent and hardworking Qin Hui, who devoted himself tirelessly to supporting the Song Dynasty for over ten years, is being painted as the villain!"
At this point, Feng Kuzi's face twisted into an expression of frustration and disbelief. His eyes anxiously scanned the room.
With deep frustration, he sighed heavily, "Is there still a law of the land? Is there still justice? Is there any fairness left in this matter?"
At that moment, everyone seemed to awaken from a dream, realizing what Bai Feng was referring to. Indeed, they had heard some whispers about it recently. Not only had Bai Qi turned the tide, but Yue Fei's reputation had also gradually risen without anyone noticing.
If Yue Fei were definitively recognized as a positive figure, then Qin Hui would undoubtedly be cast as the antagonist. However, they weren't genuinely concerned about who was righteous and who was evil. The film that Feng Kuzi and Feng Dao were about to shoot revolved precisely around Qin Hui.
The investors had poured in substantial funds without hesitation. The meticulously designed filming locations had been carefully arranged. The script had been polished repeatedly. Even the actors had completed the contract signing process. It was no exaggeration to say that they were just waiting for an auspicious day to start filming.
Who could have predicted that at such a critical juncture, an unexpected complication would arise? However, resolving this issue smoothly was far from an easy task.
On Feng Kuzi's side, the private club owner, Zhang Long, slowly nodded solemnly. His thick brows furrowed tightly as he spoke with a grave expression, "This situation is indeed filled with inexplicable oddities. Logically speaking, with so many people involved, no one has ever mentioned anything related to this matter. How could it be so coincidental that just as you, Feng, were making all the preparations for filming, a flood of various slanderous remarks suddenly emerged like a tidal wave?"
There was no doubt that this was aimed specifically at you!
Feng Kuzi listened and merely nodded slightly. He kept his lips sealed, maintaining silence without uttering a single word.
Sitting to the left of Feng Kuzi was a plump man named Lin Yonghe, who wore a bracelet made of high-quality sandalwood on his wrist. He had been deeply involved in the industrial sector for many years, managing a vast array of diverse industries. Among them, one crucial business was the chain of cinemas. His Flying Cinema had hundreds of branches spread across the vast lands of Dragon Kingdom. It consistently ranked among the top three theater chains in Dragon Kingdom, making it one of the most significant theater chains in the industry.
From his position and unique perspective, this matter didn’t seem like a shocking or significant event at all. After pondering for a while, a warm and friendly smile appeared on his face as he spoke in a calm tone to Feng Dao:
"In my personal opinion, this is just going to stir up a wave of public opinion for a short time. You should proceed with your filming as originally planned. After all, the entire film won’t be completed and ready for release for at least another month or two. By that time, this hype will likely have quietly dissipated without a trace!"
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