The Jing Family?
Shi Yunyin’s face turned pale.
Those figures in the Jing Family are like people walking on clouds, even the socialites she knows can’t reach them, and even she herself had no chance to be involved. How could Shi Su possibly have any connection with them?
Absolutely impossible!
"The person protecting Shi Su is of absolute significance in the industry. Though his identity hasn’t been revealed, the word came straight from the President of Jiang Jing Ru Hua... If someone can command such respect, could they be anyone simple?" Director Chen Yang was truly in a dilemma, unwilling to offend Shi Yunyin, he earnestly said, "Yunyin, let’s forget about the role change."
Shi Yunyin clenched her fingers into a fist, her tone icy, "That Jiang Jing Ru Hua, although a branch of the Yu Jing Group, wasn’t it always just a venture capital focused on film and entertainment projects? It never got involved in disputes within other companies’ artist teams, right? Why would an investment-focused entity suddenly intervene in this matter?"
Chen Yang didn’t respond, as he too didn’t know the reason behind it. What could he possibly say?
But with Jiang Jing Ru Hua’s resources, they had never signed artists, only concentrated on investments in this industry. If one day they decided to sign artists and formally enter the entertainment circle, Four Seas Entertainment’s status in the industry would face a considerable threat.
Besides, they have the Yu Jing Group backing them.
Hearing the director’s cautious silence, Shi Yunyin suddenly threw her phone aside, furious, her freshly done nails ruthlessly digging into her palm.
At 10:30 in the morning, Lu Zhao finally received another call from Jing Jihan.
Though he learned of Mr. Jing’s safety in the past two days, Lu Zhao remained clueless about Mr. Jing’s exact whereabouts.
But he dared not ask. As long as he could receive Mr. Jing’s authorization to manage affairs during any major decision-making issues within the company, it was sufficient.
The Yu Jing Group’s monthly meeting at the beginning of each month was primarily for interfacing and routine reporting between headquarters and the executives of its various branches and subsidiaries.
Lu Zhao connected his phone signal to a miniature communication device and carried it into the conference room. As the Executive Assistant to the President, he was qualified to participate in high-level meetings.
Ever since Jing Jihan’s incident, the Yu Jing Group was temporarily under Mr. Jing’s management, but due to his health, he rarely came to the company.
Even though this was the most important monthly meeting, Mr. Jing personally attended but instructed that the executives could join via video conferencing and need not come in person.
However, coincidentally, many board members and branch executives attended in person, none missing.
Especially Jing Yuanbin, as Jing Jihan’s second uncle, who for years solely focused on other major venture investments under the Yu Jing Group, typically stationed in the imperial capital, frequently returned to Jiang City recently, naturally attended this meeting.
Mr. Jing, looking at his son, who had never been close to him, seated at the conference table, showed displeasure.
Just as Jing Jihan anticipated, Jing Yuanbin brought up the significant impact on the group due to Jing Jihan’s disappearance at the meeting, incidentally dragging in the mishandling by some of the companies managed by old board members due to internal financial conflicts.
All the thorny issues were directly thrown at Mr. Jing, in his eighties, seated at the head of the table, claiming to need the CEO back promptly to personally address them. However, it was a blatant strategy of pressure, attempting to force Mr. Jing to reveal the truth about Jing Jihan’s death and that the role of CEO must immediately be succeeded, or else the disputes stirred by the old board members couldn’t be managed without the CEO’s personal signature.