"Without a doubt, Luo Xiaoqian is a newcor, which is a disadvantage, but also an advantage, because painting on a blank canvas is always easier to stand out than painting on a canvas that’s already full of colors..." Speaking with data, Zhuo Yannan’s statent was concise and straightforward, "I believe we can achieve the maximum profit with the minimum investnt!"
At the table, the directors nodded in agreent.
Across from them, even Tony, behind his glasses, showed a touch of gravity; he hadn’t expected this newcor to possess such formidable strength.
What does ranking high in internet searches represent? That would be popularity.
These days, it’s all about the fan economy. With popularity cos the potential for high returns.
Such data for Su Jin was already an unattainable height, of course, Tony wasn’t ready to concede that easily.
"The opposing plan sounds beautiful but is just a mirage. Can a newcor, who temporarily attracts attention through scandals and hype, maintain such appeal in the long run?" Tony stood up and, after a clearly sowhat personal attack, moved on to his main argunt, which was just a list of the achievents Su Jin had made over the years, "...Putting such a large investnt into a newcor seems more like speculation. If a newcor is a blank piece of paper, then an accomplished artist is more like a masterpiece. Between the blank page and the masterpiece, it’s clear which holds more investnt value, and I don’t think I need to elaborate."
After both sides had expressed their advantages, the directors imdiately began discussing among themselves in low voices.
Sitting at the outer table on the left, Luo Xiaoqian wasn’t too nervous. It wasn’t that she felt she had an advantage because Leng Zimo was on her side, but rather because she hadn’t indulged in expectations of winning or losing.
Being without desires, she was calm.
Her mood was very peaceful. Facing an opponent like the big star Su Jin, losing would be within reason.
This was her first ti attending an Emperor View eting, and with Leng Zimo present, it was only natural that her attention drifted towards him.
That man sat straight-backed at his place, calm-face amidst the buzzing directors, with that composure, Leng Zimo truly resembled an emperor observing his ministers.
Leng Zimo tapped the table lightly, and all the directors imdiately fell silent.
"Now that both sides have finished their presentations, I’m sure the directors have already made their judgnts!" Ailin said with a smile as she looked around the room, "Please cast your votes with care!"
She clicked the mouse, and on the LED screen, two counters appeared imdiately, so the directors could vote according to their choice.
Except for Leng Zimo, including Luo Xiaoqian, everyone turned their gaze towards the big screen.
That feeling was surprisingly similar to when she competed on "Huaxia Idol," only with far fewer people.
"10 votes to 10 votes!" Ailin shrugged her shoulders, "It seems that the support for both sides is even!"
The directors looked away from the screen and turned to Leng Zimo.
Since the directors’ vote didn’t produce a winner, the deciding power naturally went to the president, and as the most important mber of the board, his single vote would be the most crucial.
Leng Zimo didn’t make a voting choice but instead looked at both Luo Xiaoqian and Su Jin.
"Do the two of you have anything to say?"
"Of course!" Su Jin stood up, "I have always advocated for promoting newcors, but from the company’s standpoint, I believe that I personally have the potential to generate higher benefits for the company."
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