Chapter 105 The Male Lead Who Fought For It

  Lying on the branch of the mountain peach tree in front of the villa, Wang Yu was paying attention to Chu Anqi's fleeting moment while answering the phone.

  "It's been a long time, just a glance and it's all revealed... uh, never mind, I suddenly got poetic, but really don't have time to go to the provincial military district. Instructor Liu, this isn't about money, relying on our brotherly relationship would be too much. Alright, when I have time, I'll definitely go see the big leaders of the military district, although I couldn't train a special task dog, training a few obedient good dogs is no problem."

  Wang Yu hung up the phone, feeling a great sense of responsibility. That night, the matter of training the white Tibetan Mastiff was secretly reported to the military district leadership by two instructors. The old officer in charge of the military district loved dogs and was also responsible for special affairs of the border defense troops, so he asked Wang Yu to go to the troops for a few days. He offered him money, identity, and even promised him a quota for a special lieutenant.

  Wafting scents of fruit filled the air, early ripening peaches were already half red. Butterflies flitted through the leaves, curiously sizing up this strange creature lying on a branch that didn't look like a monkey. Even two yellow butterflies wanted to land on Wang Yu's hair to rest.

  "It's another season of butterflies dancing, when will my butterfly have news?" Wang Yu sighed in his heart, and the phone rang again, not giving him extra time to reminisce about the past.

  Bai Ling said on the phone, with a sobbing tone and in a terrified and uneasy manner: "Wang Yu, I'm really sorry, that express package is lost." This time she was really scared.

  "What's the point of calling me to ask for compensation from a courier company?"

  "They only said to compensate three to five times the postage according to the agreement, and the same-city postage is 10 yuan. At most, they can compensate me 50 yuan. What's the use of this little money? It's too bullying!"

  "Oh, losing 50 isn't bad, at least it's worth a meal."

  "Wang Yu, can't you be more serious? The package contains photos of the thousands of henchmen you've gathered. If someone with ill intentions sees it, you'll end up in jail."

  "I'll be in jail because of you, and if I have to spend 10 or 8 years there. This lifetime won't be able to marry a wife. Before I go to jail, you must marry me."

  "Waaah... I didn't want it to be like this either..." Bai Ling cried as she hung up the phone.

  Wang Yu held the phone for a while, joking that this reporter who liked to go undercover wouldn't take it seriously, would he? The photo being leaked out was a bit troublesome. But it wasn't fatal, and there were many tourists taking pictures in the morning, if you really wanted to be afraid, you wouldn't do it yourself.

  However, the loss of the photo needs to be investigated, and Wang Yu wants to know who hastily cut off his own evidence. He can't even wait for the regular investigation time. He dialed a number, told a few words to the person inside, and then deleted the call record on his mobile phone. This was just to cope with Lin Yue's sudden inspection, and Wang Yu had almost formed a conditioned reflex, deleting calls from unknown numbers as soon as he hung up or answered them.

  "Cut!" Director Pan yelled loudly under the tree, extremely dissatisfied. "Miss Chu, although you're a singer, you should have learned basic performance skills. Your expression looks like a wife eagerly waiting for her husband to return home! Your smile is too stiff and your movements are too rigid. At this rate, we won't be able to finish filming even if we shoot till nightfall."

  "Pan Dao, I'm sorry..." Chu Anqi wiped the sweat from her forehead in embarrassment, smudging her makeup. It was really impossible to get into character with this disgusting middle-aged man who was over 40 and had a paunch. How could he possibly be her husband? She just couldn't get into it at all.

  Mei ran over and smiled: "Director Pan, you know that. Qiqi is a famous singer, she doesn't shoot many commercials, please be more patient. This is the last shot, it's faster than expected, if you're too demanding, it's a bit excessive."

  Mei's attitude of protecting the artist by taking action. Although she smiled apologetically, her words were laced with a sting, directly hitting Director Pan and making him admit his own impatience, only then was she satisfied. She called over Chu An Qi and quietly asked for an explanation.

  "Mei Jie, where did you find this actor who plays my husband? He looks disgusting and I don't like him. And he still wants to hold my arm and hug my waist, the moment he touches me, I feel uncomfortable all over. No way, we can't film with him."

  "It's a good thing you're not an actor, this obsessive-compulsive disorder of yours needs treatment, otherwise, there will be times when you'll cry later. I'll go communicate with them and see if they can replace the male lead, after all, he only appears in the last shot for two seconds." Mei Jie said, then went back to discuss with the director.

  Wang Yu heard the noise under the tree, frowned and took a glance, seeing Mei Jie, Pan Dao, and the male actor arguing about something, getting louder and more intense, with signs of escalating conflict. The two hundred Winged Butterfly security guards stopped messing around and watched the commotion on set with interest, along with the tied-up Gray Wolf and others.

  The gray wolf and others smashed Chu Anqi's car, didn't pay for it, and wouldn't let them go. These were Wang Yu's words, Gu Quan completely obeyed, and sent 200 people to tie up a group of people from the Grass Wolf Gang in rows, waiting for their boss to ransom them with money.

  Wang Yu picked a half-ripe peach, jumped down from the peach tree, and gnawed on it while shouting: "What's all the fuss about? Our company invested money to let you guys film, not to quarrel. If there are any conflicts, go find the producer for arbitration. Come over here and tell me what's going on."

  That actor, in his forties, with a big belly and the image of a nouveau riche, walked up to Wang Yu with a red face and said indignantly: "I am the owner of this villa. In my youth, I was an actor in a play. At first, I lent the villa to Director Pan for filming, he promised to let me appear on screen, although only for two seconds, but I agreed. But now he won't let me act anymore, saying that Miss Chu Anqi can't match with me! In that case, my villa is not available for rent, you go and rent another house, move all the equipment out of my home!"

  Pan rushed over, saying with difficulty: "The previous few shots have been taken, just this last shot is left. If we re-borrow the house, we'll have to re-shoot, which will not only waste time but also film. Mr. Fu, don't worry, I'll communicate with Agent Fang again."

  Mei Jie said helplessly: "This is uncommunicative, Qiqi has mild mysophobia and tactile defensiveness. Either you accept a stiff smile from Chu Anqi or change to a male actor."

  Wang Yu glanced at Chu Anqi, who looked like a mischievous student, and thought to himself, "I touched you so many times yesterday and didn't see any obstacles, why did they appear today?"

  Wang Yu beckoned her with his finger, and Chu Anqi hurried over in a small run, asking: "Mr. Wang, what can I do for you?"

  Mei Jie thinks Chu An Qi is hopeless, you're a star, can't you be a bit more aloof and proud? Someone crooks their finger at you and you run over, how am I supposed to negotiate terms with the other party? How are we going to increase our value in the future?

  Wang Yu pointed at the middle-aged rich businessman and asked: "Qiqi, do you think I'm more handsome than him?"

  Chu Anqi was unclear and afraid of being deceived, so she thought for a moment before nodding seriously.

  "Does this still need to be thought about? One glance and it's clear I'm more handsome than him! There's an obstacle acting as his opponent. How about acting with me?"

  Chu Anqi was stunned and didn't know how to respond. She secretly glanced at Mei Jie: "How should I answer?"

  "Mr. Wang, you're here to join in on the chaos too?" Mei Jie, Pan Dao, and the middle-aged rich businessman exclaimed in unison.

  "I'm here to help you solve the problem." Wang Yu said with a big wave of his hand. "I'm the biggest today, and that's final!"

  The people present fell silent, with only Chu Anqi's eyes revealing a hint of surprise and joy. The drama crew secretly took out their mobile phones to discuss this sudden event with the leaders of Ding Sheng Advertising Company.

  In the morning, Leng Yan had already received a report that Wang Yu had called in over a thousand bodyguards from the Butterfly Security Company to take down and tie up 189 members of the Grass Wolf Gang. They were still being held under the scorching sun, waiting for the gang leader to bring money to ransom them off. Without thinking, Leng Yan had already guessed Wang Yu's purpose behind this move - the two million yuan in activity funds she had allocated to him must have been used up. As for the male actor who appeared on screen for only two seconds, she couldn't care less. Did Wang Yu want to act? That was more than fine; as long as he appeared on camera, would Anuo Real Estate Development Company, as the supervising party, dare to find fault with him?

  The drama assistant hung up the phone and almost cried. She whispered in Director Pan's ear: "Director, the person in charge of the investment side said that everything here listens to Manager Wang Yu. It seems like they're looking forward to Wang Yu being on camera."

  "This... this age isn't suitable... potential customers for villas don't have a sense of substitution..." Director Pan sighed in embarrassment.

  "Get out! I disagree! You don't let me act, my villa won't be lent to you! I'll call the police and have them kick you out!" The middle-aged rich businessman heard what the drama department said and suddenly became furious, pulling out his mobile phone to call the police.

  Two security guards suddenly stood in front of a middle-aged rich businessman and snatched his phone from his hand.

  "Manager Wang said, let us brothers accompany you to watch the meteor shower, after finishing this play, we will return your freedom. If not honest, then let you go watch the Meteor Fist, Tianma brand."

  Pan Dao and Mei Jie stared in shock as the middle-aged rich businessman was taken away like a grandson, tied up with the members of the Fast Wolf Gang. However, being acquaintances, they were treated relatively well and were tied under a tree shade.

  Pan Dao and Mei Jie looked at Wang Yu again, their eyes were different. Damn it, this is not the security department manager, obviously a gang leader.

  Chu Anqi, who grew up in an all-girls school in Hong Kong as a well-behaved girl, had never seen such a scene before. The shocking gaze hid excitement. These few days have been too stimulating. At first, when threatened by the Grass Wolf Gang, she was really terrified. But since meeting Wang Yu, those bad people always ended up losing to him, and gradually, she seemed to think that the underworld wasn't so scary after all, collapsing with just one blow.

  "Haha, that rich man really gave me face! Alright, let's eat, and continue filming this afternoon!"

  A fast food cart delivering boxed lunches has just arrived, loaded with a full load from the foot of the mountain, because there are too many people in the crew today, and the cart is fully packed.

  Wang Yu held up a box of rice and walked in front of the gray wolf and others, smiling and asking: "Are you thirsty, good men of Cao Lang?"

  "I'm thirsty!" the gray wolf replied in a hoarse voice.

  "Oh, I was right."

  "...The gray wolf was furious with Wang Yu, gritting his teeth in anger, but the person had been tied to a tree stump for so long that he had already been sunburned and was on the verge of fainting, too weak to even curse."

  "Are you hungry, good men of the Grass Wolf Gang?" Wang Yu asked again.

  "I'm starving!" He stared at the boxed lunch in Wang Yu's hand, revealing a strong craving.

  "Oh, I think so too." After saying that, he carried the lunchbox and walked away, sitting under a big tree, first taking a refreshing drink of water before opening the lunchbox.

  The grey wolf's eyes blazed with fury as he burst into a torrent of abuse: "Manager Wang, you're too vicious! Just wait till I get back and I'll chop your whole family to pieces!"

  "If the boss doesn't pay to redeem someone for a day, I won't give you food for a day!" Wang Yu waved his hand, and immediately one of the Butterfly Bodyguards ran over and stuffed Gray Wolf's mouth with a rag.

  Chu Anqi sat down beside Wang Yu with her rice box, although there was a layer of grass underneath, it was still a bit dirty, and she didn't know how her cleanliness habit suddenly improved.

  "The scene in the afternoon was actually very simple, you get off the Mercedes-Benz car, I run out of the villa to greet you, then you put your arm around my waist and walk back to the villa. In post-production, the background music is my song 'Love's Haven'..."

  "Oh, no kissing scene?" Wang Yu disappointedly interrupted Chu Anqi's excited introduction.

  "Sorry, this is a commercial ad, there are very few shots." Chu Anqi was asked by him, and suddenly felt that not having a kissing scene was like committing an unforgivable sin.

  "Is there any compensation?" Wang Yu asked again.

  "Sorry, this is really not possible." Chu Anqi, who had just entered the entertainment industry, couldn't bear Wang Yu's questioning either. Her face turned red with shame and she lowered her head in embarrassment. She felt too sorry for Wang Yu, as his requests were all unfulfilled by her, and she owed him too much.

  Wang Yu patted Chu An Qi's snow-white shoulder, smooth skin, good hand feeling: "Don't feel guilty, it's not your fault! Next time there's a script with a kissing scene, come find me to act as the opponent, I'm not in a hurry, everyone is still young."

  "Oh!" Chu Anqi's head hung even lower.

  Today she was wearing a set of white one-piece dress, sleeveless and V-neck low-cut, in order to make her breasts more natural and plump, without wearing a bra, only with simple nipple stickers. Wang Yu was half a head taller than him, sitting beside her, with a glance, he could see through everything. Moreover, the hand that stroked her snowy white fragrant shoulder had a tendency to hug her into his arms and caress her.

  Mei's sister found something was wrong and hurried over to sit between them, squeezing Wang Yu out.

  Wang Yu and Chu Anqi were like the Cowherd and Weaving Maiden separated by the Milky Way, their eyes filled with deep resentment, and none of them had a good meal.

  In the afternoon when the sunlight was weak, the crew started working again and prepared to finish the last shot.

  Wang Yu came out of the makeup car, and Chu Anqi, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly covered her mouth and burst into laughter. The pair of white jade rabbits on her chest jumped up and down with her laughter, almost shaking off her flesh-colored bra. Wang Yu looked down at her from above, almost seeing the blue snake tattoo on her lower abdomen.

  According to the director's request, the makeup artist added a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with round frames to Wang Yu, combed a big bun, applied half a bottle of styling foam hair gel, and finally stuck a small mustache on his mouth. Wearing a mature and orthodox black business suit, white background yellow dot tie, adding three points of stability to him, at least ten years older in appearance, with a bit of Confucian merchant's temperament.

  Mei didn't smile, but her eyes sparkled for a moment, lingering on Wang Yu's face for several seconds before reluctantly looking away.

  The actress took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Too perfect! Director Pan, this is the perfect male lead we had in mind. That middle-aged rich man should have been kicked out long ago, if he acted, I wouldn't want to watch this ad."

  Pan's mouth had already curved into a smile, and he chuckled as he rolled up the papers in his hand into a tube. "Manager Wang, for your sake, if the actress agrees, we can add a hug and a cheek kiss!"

  "I agree, otherwise my hugs and kisses would be too cheap." Wang Yu said solemnly.

  Looking for tickets for next month...

  Recently, some friends in the group asked for an uncut version... I came across one, but that's too evil, pure as I am, not publishing it for now. In the past, because of the uncut version, I was kicked out of several groups and I'm afraid to start a new group again.

  The month is over, everyone's monthly ticket should be out, and a new group will open after a while.