Director Wu’s voice was indifferent, "President Tao, it’s the New Year, there’s no way I’d joke with you about this."
"Alright, we’ll leave it at that!" he said, hanging up the phone.
Tao Jianhua slumped directly into the boss’s chair, his face pale as wax, devoid of any blood, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead.
The violent trembling of his pupils indicated the unease and panic in his heart.
"Boss, what’s wrong?" Wang Hai asked cautiously. He had been with Tao Jianhua for many years, and it was the first ti he had seen him so flustered.
Tao Jianhua ca back to his senses from the shock, "The broadcasting authorities have issued a docunt, saying our film King of Kungfu has problematic values, and the scenes are too bloody. It needs to be re-edited and resubmitted for review."
"What?" Wang Hai felt a chill on his scalp, "Damn it, if there were problems with our movie, why didn’t they ntion it during the initial review? Why stop the release after it had passed? Isn’t this bullying?"
Wang Hai knew how much effort Tao Jianhua had put into King of Kungfu. To say it bluntly, he had been hands-on throughout the entire production just to create a high-quality film.
But who could have expected things to end up this way?
Tao Jianhua gave a bitter smile, "If the broadcasting authorities bully us, what can we do?"
Wang Hai was speechless.
Indeed!
As cultural workers facing the giant that is the broadcasting authorities, the only thing they could do is comply.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Hai expressed his opinion, "Boss, I feel sothing is definitely off, soone probably has it out for us!"
"Otherwise, our movie wouldn’t be delayed at such a critical mont."
While it was only a delay, Wang Hai knew that any delay would inevitably cause significant losses to Huayu Entertainnt.
Losing a few million at least, or even billions.
There’s one more thing.
Who knows how long the film will be delayed?
If it’s delayed for three or five years, we’d certainly lose everything.
Of course,
that’s secondary.
The important thing is, it would directly affect Huayu Entertainnt’s stock price.
Reminded by Wang Hai, Tao Jianhua frowned as well, sensing sothing is off.
His brain imdiately started racing, trying to recall if he had offended anyone recently.
But...
He had been very low-key these past couple of years and didn’t offend anyone.
"Have you offended anyone outside?" Tao Jianhua looked at Wang Hai.
Wang Hai quickly replied, "Boss, how could soone as honest and upright as offend anyone? Impossible, impossible!"
Just then,
Wang Hai’s phone rang as well.
He showed a hint of joy, "Boss, it’s that woman who wanted to buy the movie adaptation rights of ’My Healing Life’ earlier. It seems she’s co around and wants to spend a billion to buy it."
"Go ahead and take the call!" Under different circumstances, Tao Jianhua would have been delighted, but now he couldn’t bring himself to feel glad.
Even earning a billion couldn’t compensate for the losses from King of Kungfu not showing as expected.
Wang Hai answered the call and put it on speaker, saying with a condescending tone, "Miss Ye, I was clear before. If your company wants to purchase the movie adaptation rights of that novel, you have to put up a billion!"
Ye Qingxin chuckled, "Are you planning to use that billion to cover the losses from King of Kungfu not being able to air as scheduled?"
The words barely left her mouth.
Wang Hai’s expression froze, a shudder passing through him as he gasped, "Miss Ye, what do you an by that?"
Tao Jianhua suddenly lifted his head.
Ye Qingxin’s words just now gave him a strong sense of suffocation.
They had only just received the call that King of Kungfu’s release would be delayed, so how had she known about it already?
At that mont,
Tao Jianhua already had the answer in his heart.
The reason why King of Kungfu couldn’t be screened as scheduled had its roots in this, didn’t it?
Without giving it more thought, he grabbed Wang Hai’s phone and respectfully spoke into it, "Miss Ye, please wait a mont!"
Saying that, he picked up the ashtray on his desk and hurled it fiercely at Wang Hai.
The miserable screams echoed throughout the office.
The once spotless floor now had bloodstains everywhere.
Wang Hai was beaten badly.
His head was bloody, and his skin and flesh tore open.
"Miss Ye, regarding the novel ’My Healing Life,’ there’s so sort of misunderstanding between us. I wonder if we could et and talk?" Tao Jianhua was panting heavily, with a trace of inexplicable anxiety in his voice.
Because he knew.
The woman on the other end of the phone determined whether King of Kungfu could be released on ti,
and the fate of Huayu Entertainnt.
After all,
she was soone who could directly get the broadcasting authorities to issue a ban.
Such a person he couldn’t afford to provoke!
Ye Qingxin said, "Tonight at ten, I’ll be waiting for you at Ruyi Huafu Hotel in Jingdu. Just give my na when you arrive!"
"Alright, alright, I’m heading to Jingdu now." Hanging up the call, Tao Jianhua imdiately dialed his secretary, instructing her to book a ticket to Jingdu right away.
Then he glared at Wang Hai, gritting his teeth as he said, "All this is your fault, idiot! If it weren’t for you, how could the company face such a huge crisis? You’re coming with now; if you can’t get her forgiveness, then die in Jingdu and don’t co back!"
Wang Hai felt wronged, stumbling to his feet, "Boss, I did it all for the company! Who knew Miss Ye had connections with the broadcasting authorities?"
"Fuck!"
Tao Jianhua kicked him to the ground, "Did you think soone who could spend a billion on a novel is just an ordinary person?"
"Enough talk, you’re coming to Jingdu with now!"
And so,
Tao Jianhua took Wang Hai, along with his secretary, on a journey to Jingdu.
Even though it was the peak travel period around Spring Festival, they managed to get a few first-class plane tickets, successfully arriving at Kyoto International Airport by 8 p.m.
Once they got off the plane, the local branch staff awaited them and quickly transferred them to Ruyi Huafu Hotel, clearing all traffic obstacles on the way.
"Hello, our hotel is not open to the public!"
Tao Jianhua politely said, "Hello, my na is Tao Jianhua from Huayu Entertainnt. I have an appointnt with Miss Ye."
"This way, please!" The staff gestured for him to proceed.
Inside, Tao Jianhua’s heart couldn’t settle.
Although his company was based in the Magic Capital, he was aware that Ruyi Huafu was one of the first five-star hotels established in Jingdu, and it was impossible for ordinary people to book it.
Obviously, Miss Ye’s background was terrifying.
Monts later,
Tao Jianhua and his group were ushered into a small conference room. After waiting for about ten minutes, a woman stepped in wearing a red cheongsam dress, with an icy beauty, an ethereal elegance, and an extraordinary air about her, walking in high heels.
Ye Qingxin sat down gracefully on a chair, looking at Tao Jianhua with a half-smile, "President Tao, we have t now. What do you wish to discuss with ?"
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