Wu Meiniang's poem "Ruyi Niang" was written with such heartfelt emotion that even the later "Poet Immortal" Li Bai felt inadequate.
Li Zhi believed that anyone who could write such a poem must be an extremely intelligent woman, precisely the political aide he desired.
He wanted to leverage Wu Meiniang's wisdom to assist him, and so he came.
Turning to page 25, Li Zhi arrived at the Gan Ye Temple to meet Wu Meiniang. Their reunion was filled with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy. That night, they made vows of eternal love in the temple and consummated their union.
The description of their intimacy was faster than a high-speed chase, with a barrage of suggestive words, one after another, leaving one blushing and their heart pounding. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
The written descriptions were so passionate and explicit; it was hard to imagine what it would be like if filmed.
Jian Zhou watched, his handsome face turning from green to black, so dark it seemed like ink was about to drip.
Closing the script, the text on pages 8 and 25 transformed into ants, gnawing relentlessly at his heart.
Jian Zhou was so enraged he completely lost his composure and immediately called his secretary to get Hua Ruyi's phone number, deciding he needed to have a serious talk with him.
The secretary was highly efficient, procuring Hua Ruyi's number within ten minutes.
As soon as the call connected, Jian Zhou directly declared, "I don't care what you do, but you are not allowed to film any intimate scenes involving Jiang Ling. If you do, you will delete them all!"
Hua Ruyi could imagine the look on Jian Zhou's face from across the phone. He suppressed a smile and said, "You want me to delete them? Why should I?"
"Because I'm the boss of Hui Yao, and I'm the second young master of the Jian family. If you dare to let Jiang Ling film such scenes, do you believe I won't blackball you across the entire industry?" Jian Zhou's tone was unprecedentedly forceful and domineering.
Hua Ruyi, however, sneered, "Hmph, such big talk. Your Jian family may be wealthy and powerful, but I'm no pushover either. Many people I've helped and who have begged me for investment in my films are everywhere. I don't believe you can completely blackball me."
"You—" Jian Zhou choked with anger.
Taking a deep breath, he said gravely, "Speak, what do you want for you to delete these scenes?"
Hua Ruyi shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "I signed a contract with Jiang Ling, and one of the clauses states that the filming process cannot be altered. If I delete these scenes, how can I explain myself to Jiang Ling? You, Young Master Jian, are not to be trifled with, but neither is Jiang Ling. I don't want to be flamed to death by her fans."
These so-called intimate scenes were added by Hua Ruyi later.
The script sent to Jiang Ling did not contain them at all. Anything that might involve romance or sex was glossed over.
Otherwise, if it were truly filmed according to the scale Jian Zhou saw, it wouldn't pass the review board, let alone be released.
At this moment, Jian Zhou's concern was clouding his judgment, and he didn't consider this aspect.
He couldn't stand Jiang Ling filming such intimate actions with another man.
"Are you deleting them or not?" Jian Zhou demanded angrily.
"Not deleting, I'll die before I delete them!" Hua Ruyi flatly refused.
Jian Zhou said angrily, "You don't have to delete them, but I want to play the male lead in this drama."
Upon hearing this, Hua Ruyi's heart leaped with joy, but he said, "That won't do. I've already found the male lead. He's handsome, tall, gentle, considerate, and an excellent actor. He's the perfect choice for the role of Li Zhi, and I can't give it to you."
Hua Ruyi was a classic example of getting the better of someone and then acting like it was a favor, using the opportunity to extort Jian Zhou.
Jian Zhou's face darkened: "I don't want any salary!"
Hua Ruyi: "Not acceptable!"