Global Movie Emperor

"I don't care what method you use! No matter what you think of! Whether it's through trusting relationships or asking grandpa to sue grandma, in short, "The Banished Immortal" must be released on time! The schedule for "The Banished Immortal" during the Spring Festival has been decided, and now this is released Wrong, someone has already canceled the pre-sale tickets. Do you know how big a loss this is! We need money for public relations, and the company will provide it. It doesn’t matter how much it is. I just need to see the poster of "The Exorcist" and the release date is still expected. That!"

A man's roar came from the conference room. Even though the sound insulation in the conference room was very good, it still could not block the transmission of the sound. Then there was the sound of breaking porcelain. The trainees passing by the door couldn't help but shrink their necks and even steal. Not even daring to whisper, he strode away with a muffled head.

Some water drops were slowly dripping from the edge of the table. The files on the table had been soaked by water, and the accumulated water had the tendency to flow to other people's files. But even so, everyone could only look down at the non-existent things on their feet with fear. There was so much dust that I didn't even dare to put away the paper that was about to be soaked in water.

"Public Relations Department, Minister Qin, can you tell me, is he the more than 10 million I spend every year on the street? Even if he throws it into the river, it will still make a sound, right? One year! More than 10 million ! Do you know how much area is spread on the ground? Do you know how much more than 10,000,000 pounds is! With so much money, your waistband gets thicker every year? You eat as fat as a pig?"

"Dong dong dong..."

The porcelain fragments were thrown to the ground together with the documents by one arm. The floor was covered with carpets, so no crisp sound could be heard, but the muffled sound stimulated everyone's emotions even more. Minister Qin said nothing, but started from his neck , a touch of red gradually rose up, until it reached the heavenly inspiration, and my head felt like a pot was boiling.

Li Shanjun ignored the wet collar of his shirt, held the tobacco away from his lips with his fingers, and blew out a puff of smoke. The cigarette he had just lit was pressed on the table and extinguished by the water stains. He was a little upset and casually smashed the cigarette butt on the ground. , unbuttoned the first two buttons of his clothes, stood up with a sneer, pointed at the senior executives who were scolded by him but did not dare to say a word, and clapped his fingers.

"If you can't find a way to get the movie released on time, you, you, you, and you, get out of here so you can take care of yourself."

He picked up the suit hanging on the back of the chair, shook it a few times, and hung it on his left forearm again. He opened the door and saw a trainee who happened to be passing by. When he saw him coming out, he bowed nervously and said hello.

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Okay, what's good for you, mom?"

He scolded the little girl and cried, but the little girl also knew in her heart that she was destined not to get an apology from Mr. Li. She bowed again and then walked away. Mr. Li also left, heading in the opposite direction of the little girl. Stepping forward, angry.

He needs to vent, even if he treats others as trash cans to dump his negative energy. As a superior, he has the ability and qualification to do so, even though he also knows why "The Exorcist" was officially blocked. of.

Three hundred and fifty million, the largest investment in the company's history, was pinched by the throat, unable to move, and even breathing became difficult. It tried to struggle, but could not escape the giant's grasp.

Nowadays, Qian Shijia has also followed "The Exorcist" and has difficulty breathing and is completely weakened. If several leading actors from other companies sue the company for breach of contract, this will be a large sum of money. He begins to panic, because soon At the end of the year, at the group's annual meeting, how should he deliver Sega's financial statements for this year?

Shame on you!

He needed to drink some wine to temporarily relieve his stress, so he came downstairs, opened the car, and regardless of whether it was electric or not, he just slammed it shut, like a fish that was about to die of suffocation, restless on the seat. After twisting and thinking for a while, he finally lowered the car window and lit a cigarette under the no-smoking sign.

"Gotta, well, well, well..."

The phone rang, and I glanced at the caller ID. In an instant, the pores all over my body opened and began to discharge water. Soon, it condensed into a drop of water on my forehead and slid down to the screen of my phone.

He pursed his lips. He didn't see his pale face in the mirror. He took a deep breath and slid the answer button. The drop of water seemed to be spiritual. It happened to land on the answer button and the close call button after answering. Then, the screen went out of control, I accidentally touched it and hung up the phone.

"Should I mess with him?"

For a moment, he wanted to throw the phone down, but before he could lift it up, he gave up the idea and turned his head left and right to look out the window. No one was around. He gasped, clenched his fists and slammed the steering wheel.

"drop!"

The whistle was harsh enough, but in Li Shanjun's heart, the call he made again frightened him even more. He smoked a cigarette tremblingly, and gradually calmed down. He rubbed the screen on his clothes and answered the call.

"Dad, is something wrong?"

"Is there something wrong with the company?"

"If you have a little trouble, I can handle it."

"You can't handle it. People in the cultural and sports industry are most afraid that the government will break the seal. With a piece of paper, a ten-year foundation can be easily destroyed."

"I……"

"I thought that based on the lessons learned from the last time I opened an entertainment company, I should feel relieved when you took over Sega. But now, you have still caused such a mess. I will go back to the group on Friday for a meeting."

"I know dad."

After hanging up the phone, he finally did what he didn't dare to do just now. He threw the phone out and smashed it against the load-bearing wall of the garage. It fell apart and there was no possibility of resurrection. And he suddenly stepped on the accelerator and pressed the phone. The body rushed up the extremely steep slope of the garage.

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Li Shanjun didn't know that after his father hung up the phone, he crossed his hands on the table and stared at the retro landline phone on the desk for a long time. His eyes were focused on the phone, but his eyes kept wandering away.

Finally, he stretched out his wrinkled but still visibly pampered hand, picked up the receiver and put it to his ear. He dialed the dial on the landline with his right hand, dialing the round hole with the number 1 printed on it all the way. He let go and the dial quickly After returning to normal, more than ten seconds later, he dialed the phone number, listened to the busy signal that had not yet been answered, pursed his lips, placed the dentures in his mouth, coughed lightly, and waited until the call was connected, then leaked through the phone smiled.

"Lao Hu, are you playing golf? Do you have time? Let's chat."

"What are you talking about...ah, that's right, what do you think of today's Qian Sega?"

"Hahaha, you are really merciless. What if I say, I hope you will come back to take charge of the overall situation? Yes, how about all the resources of the group are given to you? Don't say so harshly, what kind of good horse will not turn around? Damn it, as the group's anchor, you should say that you are an old man and you have ambitions for thousands of miles."

On the other side of the phone, Hu Zhiguang took off his sunglasses and hung them on his breast pocket. He handed the clubs to the caddy, took off his white gloves and threw them on the windshield of the sightseeing car. He sat in the back row with his legs crossed. Looking at his grandson chasing a Pekingese on the lawn, his face was very calm.

"Director Li, I explained when I gave the inscription to Qian Shi Jia, why is it called Qian Shi Jia? It means that the world is bright and the deeds are good. If you can understand the world, you should also understand the world. Ji Tong Jia can be regarded as your own expectations and rewards. , I wanted to retire at the age of sixty-five, but I left at the age of fifty-five, and Jia Yujia was gone. Naturally, I was depressed because of this, and I did not dare to take on any role. Now I am just an old man taking care of my grandson, but even though I left, But after all, there are emotions. I am still paying attention, watching a series of choices made by Mr. Li for profit. At this point, there is no more words. When I go back, I still can’t face my colleagues and those who put my hope aside. The children who have placed their trust in me, those colleagues and children are gone, things and the world are gone, so what is the point of me going back? My expectations, my expectations, and my beliefs will eventually return to dust. After returning to the soil, there is no way to rebuild. Now I hope that Director Li can be more considerate of me. Now that he is sixty, I should listen to my children's opinions and leave all my energy to future generations."

He said a lot, and his meaning was very straightforward and not euphemistic. Dong Li understood and remained silent. The original choice would definitely hurt Hu Zhiguang, and it would hurt deeply. He knew it very well, and it was also God's fault. He never expected that he was still looking forward to the day when Hu Zhiguang would come back. All the losses would only be borne by him who had made the wrong choice.

Director Li forced a smile and reached Hu Zhiguang's ears, but Hu Zhiguang did not laugh and waited silently for the laughter to stop.

"Old Hu, you are absolutely right, hahaha, beep..."

The laughter stopped and the phone calls stopped. Hu Zhiguang put away his mobile phone and looked calmly at the blue sky and white clouds, the lawn and the lake, and the beautiful picture composed of the children and Beijing.

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