The director remained silent, his expression grim.
Qu Yifei, however, sneered, "This role is very simple. You just need to lie on the bed. The rest will be handled by this Mr. Jin."
Hearing this, Fang Fang's face immediately changed, and she asked, "Lie on the bed?"
Qu Yifei nodded, "A bed scene naturally requires lying on the bed. The director has added a scene where you are favored by the former emperor. Two emperors vying for favor will make it more exciting."
Fang Fang decisively refused, "This is impossible! The contract clearly states that I will not have any physical contact with any male celebrity! Let alone a bed scene!"
Qu Yifei let out a cold laugh, "Heh, Miss Fang, allow me to introduce you. This is my godfather, the true investor of this crew, Jin Hezhe. Do you think you have any possibility of refusing?"
"Don't ruin the entire crew because of your momentary impulse."
Fang Fang's face instantly turned extremely unpleasant.
The old man, dressed in a golden silk pajama and sitting on the bed, stared at Fang Fang with lewd eyes. "Miss Fang, I believe your position as the female lead was not easily obtained. So, hurry up and come over, lest these many people wait for the two of us."
Fang Fang took two steps back, "Impossible, I will not film a bed scene."
With that, Fang Fang turned to leave.
However, at that moment, two men suddenly stepped forward and blocked Fang Fang's path.
Fang Fang looked at them warily, "What do you want?"
Jin Hezhe smiled lewdly, "Miss Fang, you cannot leave. So, it's better to come over obediently."
The director, unable to watch any longer, quickly stepped in front of Jin Hezhe and said, "Mr. Jin, how about we find a body double?"
"Slap!"
Jin Hezhe raised his hand and slapped the director across the face. "You dog, don't forget who funded this crew! What I do is not for you to comment on!"
The director cupped his face, not daring to say another word.
Fang Fang's expression turned grim as she prepared to force her way out.
However, after taking just one step, Fang Fang's legs felt weak, and she almost fell. A sense of dizziness washed over her.
Fang Fang suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Qu Yifei in shock, "The wine... there was something wrong with the wine!"
Qu Yifei nodded, not bothering to conceal it. "That's right, there was something wrong with the wine. Haven't you heard that when you're out, you shouldn't easily accept things from others?"
After speaking, Qu Yifei gave a playful smile and looked at Jin Hezhe, "Godfather, you have a good time with Miss Fang in the room. The director and I will leave first."
"Let's go!" Jin Hezhe waved his hand, his face filled with excitement.
Fang Fang was completely panicked and looked to the director for help.
However, the director dared not say anything and could only lower his head and leave.
He had seen many such incidents, but he was just a director, and he dared not offend these powerful patrons.
He could only pretend not to see anything.
Seeing this, Fang Fang was filled with disappointment.
She then forced herself to steady her body and said, "My boyfriend is Chen Mo."
She now had no choice but to reveal Chen Mo's identity.
Upon hearing this, Jin Hezhe let out a cold laugh, "What Chen Mo? I haven't heard of that name."
"He is Luo Bing's brother," Fang Fang continued.
Hearing the name Luo Bing, everyone present was startled.
Especially the director, his eyes were filled with surprise.
He also recalled that when Zhou Tianchang introduced Fang Fang to him, he had specifically told him not to let Fang Fang suffer any grievances, otherwise, the consequences would be very severe.
At the time, he thought Zhou Tianchang was joking.
But now, hearing Fang Fang mention Luo Bing, the director was certain that Fang Fang was not joking.
"Luo Bing?" Qu Yifei was also surprised.
However, soon Qu Yifei said coldly, "Who would believe that what you're saying is true?"
"You can search online for all the news about Luo Bing at Longhua. I've been by her side," Fang Fang said, pinching herself hard to stay conscious.
Qu Yifei's expression changed slightly.
But Qu Yifei did not search. Instead, she said coldly, "Even if it's true, so what? I don't believe that after taking a few photos of you, you'll dare to speak out about what happened today?"
"Godfather, please enjoy yourself. Take a few photos of her, and she'll guarantee to keep quiet."
Hearing this, Fang Fang's face was filled with anger.
"Director, what are you waiting for? Let's go, so as not to delay my godfather's good time," Qu Yifei said to the director.
The director did not hesitate and quickly walked towards the door.
"No, don't." Seeing Qu Yifei and the others leave, the door was closed.
Fang Fang's heart was filled with despair.
At this moment, Fang Fang had no strength left and could only lean on the table beside her.
Jin Hezhe, who was on the bed, slowly walked over.
"You, don't come here!" Fang Fang pleaded desperately, tears streaming down her face.
She never expected to encounter such a situation while coming out to film a movie.
"Miss Fang, you are truly too beautiful. I can't wait any longer," Jin Hezhe said, looking at Fang Fang's tear-streaked face, which only made him more arrogant.
"They are right here, quickly go and save Miss Fang!"
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
"Who are you? Stop right there!"
The shouts of the bodyguards at the door also echoed.
Jin Hezhe's expression darkened as he looked towards the door.
"Cough, cough!"
"What's going on outside?! No matter who it is, don't let them in! Don't let them disturb my discussion with Miss Fang."
"Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure crashed through the door and flew in from outside.
The wooden door here was not sturdy to begin with, and the door instantly shattered into pieces.
"Discuss your grandmother!" a middle-aged man walked in, his face grim as he cursed.
At the same time, Fang Fang's assistant rushed in and quickly helped the weak Fang Fang.
Outside the door, there was another figure, the director who had just left!
Seeing this scene, a cold glint flashed in Jin Hezhe's eyes.
"You ungrateful wretch!"
The director was also trembling with fear and dared not meet Jin Hezhe's gaze.
Jin Hezhe's gaze fell on the middle-aged man. "Are you Miss Fang's patron? Name your price. I'll buy her from you from now on."
Yamamoto Yaofu stepped forward indignantly.
"Bang!"
He directly kicked Jin Hezhe between the legs.
"Ouch!"
Jin Hezhe, who had been looking arrogant, suddenly let out a scream, clutching his lower abdomen and squatting on the ground in pain.
"Damn it, who do you think you are? How dare you lay a hand on Mr. Chen's wife? You're simply courting death!"
"Bang!"
Saying that, he delivered another kick directly to Jin Hezhe's face.