Seeing that no one below was speaking, Qi Feng narrowed his eyes, "Who started this matter!"
Everyone buried their heads even lower, and no one dared to speak up. Qi Feng sat down, crossing his legs, "I don’t have time to waste here with you all. Whoever is causing trouble, stand up for yourself, it’ll be better for you to come forward than for me to find out and invite you for tea.
Believe me, that’s not an experience you want to go through. After all, I’m a businessman; I aim to maximize profits, not to maintain a bunch of useless people who cause me trouble!"
"President Qi!" Half a minute after Qi Feng finished speaking, a young man stood up, "President Qi, about this matter, I think there might be some misunderstanding!"
Qi Feng looked as if he was all ears, "Oh, a misunderstanding? Let’s hear it; I still possess basic discernment!"
The matter was quite simple, really; it was about how their mature team, having been at Diyang for so long, couldn’t possibly be inferior to some unknown newcomer and even need to fully accommodate her schedule.
A newcomer who’d barely made a name for herself was already calling the shots, how could they accept this?
Moreover, the company’s treatment seemed unfair to them.
Shouldn’t the company’s leading TV dramas give first priority to the in-house team? Why was a newcomer added for no reason? What’s the meaning of this?
Were they all supposed to revolve around just this one person?
The simmering resentment within everyone’s hearts was something Qi Feng could understand, but being unreasonable was unforgivable. He surveyed the faces distorted by jealousy.
He scoffed, "All of you sitting here, you’ve heard the theme song ’General’s Token,’ right?"
People lifted their heads, puzzled, and nodded.
Qi Feng mercilessly mocked them, "That was M.YU’s finished product, independently composed, penned, and arranged into song, with not a single stroke altered by anyone in our company!
They were so professional they attached a song demo. Although the post-production team working for Superstar Bo later produced another version, the original is in no way inferior."
"That’s impossible..." someone exclaimed, seemingly deeply shocked.
Qi Feng tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, his gaze somewhat mocking as he looked at the person who yelled, "Where is it impossible? Is it impossible because you can’t do it?"
This statement was a complete loss of face for them.
With no one else speaking, Qi Feng continued, "You are all professionally trained; you naturally have your own judgments on the quality of a song. If it weren’t for the fact that the person really doesn’t have the time,
you wouldn’t even have had the chance to collaborate with them, yet here you are, making a fuss. Isn’t this embarrassing!"
Qi Feng: "I’ll say it again, if you’re unwilling, please resign on your own. Diyang truly doesn’t lack for one person. There are plenty waiting to fill the spot!"
After leaving Diyang Entertainment in a huff, Qi Feng was at a loss for words. Right then, he just wished Situ Jue would hurry back to manage all these messy people; Situ Jue had fresh ways of dealing with them.
Yuran started to get busy on the third day after signing the contract, spinning like a top. Meanwhile, she heard the news that the shooting location for ’Empress of a Generation’ had been confirmed and that filming had begun.
The film city was three hundred li north of the imperial capital.
It was the same film city where she originally shot ’Empress of a Generation.’
The fans of Fu Yuran who had initially opposed the continuation of ’Empress of a Generation’ quieted down, as the press conference had been quite successful.
At the very least, it had placated a large number of people who remembered Fu Yuran, and morally compelled them as well.