"But we can't do anything, the contract has six years left..." Lin Fan lowered his head in depressedly, "The breach of contract fee is eight digits..."

"Isn't Chen Chong the same?" Wang Miaoling grabbed Lin Fan's hand.

"He is not paying back his debts now? And a big shot helped him at that time." Lin Fan remembered the previous words, "Who is it? Who wants to help us?"

"I can't say it." Wang Miaoling shook her head, "Anyway, it's a godfather."

"Jiang Shuangjiang? Li Dawei? Huang Silang?"

"Stop guessing." Wang Miaoling shook her head again, "And there are more than one, two, two godfathers."

"Um!" Lin Fan couldn't help but cover his mouth in surprise.

Wang Miaoling and Zheng emphasized: "It is no exaggeration to say that their recent suppression of Huanya is an important reason for our current embarrassment."

"Well!" Lin Fan couldn't help but be even more surprised, "There must be Huang Silang, right?"

"You chat." Wang Miaoling held Lin Fan's excited fist, "Who is Huang Silang? I haven't heard of it, so it's definitely not him."

Zhang Qinyi raised her arm again and said, "Miaoling, tell this idiot the result directly."

"Yeah." Wang Miaoling breathed, "Fanfan, do you want to have your own studio?"

...

At noon, in the Huanya Entertainment Conference Room, the long-term meeting did not propose any effective solutions. Wei Shengjin spoke and did not come up with a practical solution, which would never end.

But I still have to eat the food. A bunch of takeout was delivered to the conference room for food, so everyone rarely relaxed a little.

Halfway through the meal, the assistant suddenly came over and said something to Wei Shengjin. Wei Shengjin quickly ordered the projection to play the live broadcast of the TV. He put down the bowls and chopsticks and said to everyone: "There is an official press conference. The headquarters has arranged a reporter to ask about this matter, so I have to see how the authorities explain it."

The audio-visual news is the official monthly regular press conference, and it has already reached the stage of answering reporters' questions.

Everyone also put down their bowls and chopsticks and stared at the screen. The spokesperson talked about various issues, talked about groups, and was generous.

Sure enough, not long after, a reporter from Hanguo asked this question.

"According to many parties, the official has recently issued a series of bans to prohibit cooperation with companies in the cultural industry with Hanji backgrounds, especially with Huanya Entertainment. This has led to chaos in the market order and some companies have been treated unfairly. What do you think about this? Is this an unfair and illegal market disruption?"

The reporter sat down and the camera was aimed at the spokesperson.

Everyone who put lunch in the conference room also felt their hearts in their throats.

The spokesperson paused for a moment, with a serious and solemn expression, calm and relaxed and responded.

"Restriction? I haven't heard of it."

“We always have a positive attitude towards international cultural exchanges.”

"But this kind of cultural exchange requires a public opinion basis. If there is conflict between the people, we have no right to interfere."

"Finally, we firmly oppose the recent targeted military deployment of the United States."

"Thank you everyone."

After the speech, everyone's mind was still echoing in their minds in the conference room.

Never heard of it...

Haven't heard of it ~

No~heard~say~had~

After a long silence, chopsticks fell to the ground one after another.

I haven't heard of...the basics of public opinion...

An executive straightened his crooked glasses: "Isn't this too rogue?"

Another executive scratched his head: "But logically there is no problem... without official documents, he really hasn't heard of it... He thinks this is a spontaneous resistance from the people."

"Ahhhhh..." A man lay on the table, "And... this kind of operation?"

The slightly more serious person looked at Wei Shengjin in despair: "peter, this is not a problem we can solve."

Wei Shengjin turned to someone with a pale face: "Is there any possibility of litigation? International Court of Justice."

"It's not that it can't be done, but it's meaningless. Even if there is a result, it will be three or five years later. Then they just need to refuse to admit the result and appeal. It will be another three or five years. Perhaps the Third World War came faster."

"..." Wei Shengjin looked up at the ceiling in pain, unable to control himself, and began to recite poems in his heart.

Death before the ambition is fulfilled, and the hero's tears are filled with tears...

Five years of hard work were abolished because of an invisible restriction order. This time it was really a historical process.

But as the president, he must withstand it. Although his heart has become weak, his face must still be in contemplative, making others think that he is thinking of a solution.

A young man with gray hair raised his hand and said, "peter, I have a bad way, but it may be the only way."

Everyone looked in the sound.

It was the PR marketing director who was just dug up a few days ago, a young industry master. It took only two years to win the sales champion of Qianjin Entertainment. It is said that the salary is so high that I am afraid I got on the wrong ship this time.

Although everyone's situation is not good, this young man is still in the worst situation. He has just left the best platform and came to the hell platform.

People who are in pain and happiness look at him gloatingly. He is really powerful and can calm down in this situation.

Various labels were put on his head, poor kids, a model of failure to change jobs, and a bad guy who was confused by sky-high contracts and never turned back to eat.

Although Wei Shengjin didn't think there was any way, he still respected his ability and past, and of course he had to respect his salary: "Say."

"Everyone knows how to go public through backdoors, do you?" Shaobaitou raised his head and looked around, raising his hand and snapped his fingers, "Actually, you can get a backdoor in anything."

People who were originally desperate in their minds followed the word "backdoors" and a spark flashed in their hearts.

Shaobaitou continued: "All our artists are locals, and most of them are here. The company is just a shell. If they boycott South Korea and Japan, then we will go to Korea and Japan Chemical. If they don't cooperate with Huanya, then we will become Pacific Rim. They are all smart people, so I don't need to say more."

Following his thoughts, a stream of ashes began to rekindle.

"The thinking of backdoor listing is interesting..."

"The only domestic ban list is probably Huanya."

"A new company is registered and everyone goes in... it makes logical sense, but it's done..."

They quickly hit the first mountain.

This matter is too fake. Register a Pacific Rim Company, transfer all assets and human relations, and change the plaque at the door. This is indeed a change of shell, but the fool can see what is going on, and no one dares to disobey orders to cooperate.

"It's useless. We can't get rid of Huanya's bloodline. The company is too huge." An executive shook his head immediately, "If you change the shell, it's Huanya, which is a cover-up of the bell."

With the decision of the executives, the rekindled ashes were extinguished again.

"No need to change all of them, change the talents you need." Shao Baitou said again, "It has nothing to do with us, only artists."

Only artists...

The ashes rekindled.

Everyone began to peel off the mystery here again.

Only artists...that is, everyone has changed their appearance and changed their bosses on the surface, which is really much easier to operate.
Chapter completed!