The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Pei Du knew very well that one should not show off to his wife, so he did not show off in front of the frustrated An Yunqi, but instead talked about their business.

Some time ago, they jointly broke the news that the chemical plant owned by Xie Guangming was polluting the water source. The capital of the An family and the Pei family took the opportunity to enter the market, shorted the Xie family's stocks, and made a huge profit.

An Yunqi took advantage of the situation and sent people to instigate a collective lawsuit against the chemical plant. The media also bombarded the area with questions of accountability, trying to make Xie Guangming a hot topic every day. The Xie family's stocks kept falling. If Xie Guangming had been a little more fragile, he would have been in trouble by now.

"The chemical plant doesn't matter, but the steel plant is Xie Guangming's Achilles' heel," Pei Du said. "I have heard some news. The bridge in Nancheng that collapsed before it was completed was made of steel from the Xie family. It is said that part of the reason for the collapse was that waste slag was mixed into the steel bars."

The bridge cost 18 billion yuan, and more than construction workers died. The news shocked the whole country. If this crime can be proven, Xie Guangming will never be able to turn over even if he is a -year-old turtle.

However, An Yunqi immediately shook his head, "No, no, no, we won't get involved in this mess. The bridge collapse is a national-level accident. The people sent down to investigate didn't find this level, which shows that the water is very deep. If we are not careful, the gains will outweigh the losses. Besides, what I want is the intact industry of the Xie family. It will not benefit me if the factory collapses."

Pei Du naturally knew this in his heart, but he was still a little disappointed that he couldn't just punish Xie Guangming as he pleased.

"What? Such radical means are not like you." An Yunqi glanced at him.

In the past, Pei Du only participated in the game lightly and helped him to get some benefits, but now he obviously has a strong interest in bringing down Xie Guangming.

"Nothing much," Pei Du put bait on the hook, threw it into the lake, and began to wait patiently, "I'm in a good mood and want to kill a lot."

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Wen Qiu returned home, feeling satisfied but still sore and weak all over. He hadn't been used for too long and was used too much at once, so he still had a vivid feeling of being penetrated.

In other words, his body has been well trained. If he had been tormented like this by Pei Du for a whole night, he would have been lying in the hospital with an IV drip.

Wen Qiu lay on the physiotherapy bed and applied a hot compress to her waist, then fumbled to apply medicine to herself. The cool ointment was squeezed in, and the slippery feeling touched her memories. Wen Qiu licked the corner of her lips unconsciously, thinking that her ex-husband's performance in bed was indeed amazing, and it was exciting to have sex with him.

In the evening, he took care of himself and went out to eat as normal. However, when Wen Zhiyao saw him at the dinner table, he felt that his whole body was glowing, emitting a sweet fragrance, and his face was rosy and shiny, so he exclaimed in surprise: "Dad has blossomed!"

Wen Qiu hit him on the head with a spoon, "I think you are crazy."

"Hehe." Wen Zhiyao held his head and smiled foolishly. He was very happy in his heart because his father didn't know that he smelled like Uncle Pei.

Wen Qiu originally wanted to rest for two more days, but unexpectedly, that night, he suddenly received a terrible news.

It started with a text message from Lu Bing: A friend in the industry sent it to me, what’s going on? Image.jpg
Wen Qiu clicked on the picture and saw that it was a promotion for the movie "From the Depths"!

However, the problem is that this is not his movie at all. All the leading actors are unfamiliar, but the director is someone he is familiar with - Gong Changyang!

The producer of the film is Yansheng Media, a long-established film studio in Yan City.

Wen Qiu immediately called Lu Bing and asked, "Where did your friend see this poster?"

"Yansheng Media's major social media outlets simultaneously released the film, saying it will be released next summer. My friend saw it and immediately came to ask me, saying, isn't this your company's project?" Lu Bing's voice was also filled with anxiety, "Wen Qiu, what's going on?"

Wen Qiu calmed down and roughly guessed who was behind it. He thanked Lu Bing for the timely notification and said he would investigate. After hanging up the phone, he saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls, all from people in the company and close friends.

Without time to reply to everyone, Wen Qiu sent a message to the company's core staff group, asking everyone to come to the company for a meeting. He changed his clothes and drove to the company, and on the way he called the producer to talk.

Soon, the producer, assistant director, and managers from various departments including marketing operations, finance, and legal affairs all gathered in the conference room. An anxious atmosphere permeated the air, and confusion and uneasiness were written on everyone's face.

Wen Qiu sat at the head of the long table, gathered all the information he had obtained so far, and spoke frankly: "Everyone, this is a malicious business competition launched against us by Gong Changyang and Yansheng Media. Yansheng Media hired Gong Changyang in an attempt to disrupt our filming in a preemptive manner."

"In addition, I must remind everyone that the major shareholder behind Yansheng Media is Xie Guangming, who owns 32% of the shares. He is the enemy we really need to be careful of."

Everyone looked at each other. People in Yan City would know the name Xie Guangming and understand his methods.

"But isn't this a blatant infringement?!" someone asked angrily, "We have already decided to shoot 'In the Depths of Mind'. It is obvious that Gong Changyang stole our trade secrets!" "No, it's not that simple..." The producer shook his head in pain, "The copyright of 'In the Depths of Mind' was applied for by Gong Changyang in his personal capacity..."

Wen Qiu was not in the country before, and he entrusted the film to Gong Changyang, giving him the opportunity to operate behind the scenes. Now it seems that this man had evil intentions from the beginning.

"But it was our CEO Wen who wrote the script. If he dares to shoot it, we will sue him and bankrupt him!"

Wen Qiu shook his head. He had indeed made a lot of adaptations to the historical prototype, so that the characters and themes were already different from the prototype. If Gong Changyang dared to use his script directly, it would undoubtedly be an infringement - the problem was that the other party would not be that stupid.

As long as Gong Changyang uses the name first, writes a random script, and shoots and releases the movie first, then no matter how different the story is, it will definitely cause a devastating blow to later comers - the audience has no patience to study right and wrong, and will only think that you are a follower and rehashing old stuff.

"No, but doesn't Gong Changyang still have a non-compete agreement?! How can he go to another company to make a movie so soon?!"

The legal officer said awkwardly, “Well, Yansheng Media contacted us just now and said they were willing to pay 80 yuan in liquidated damages for Gong Changyang.”

"80? How can it be only 80..."

"My fault." Wen Qiu pressed his forehead, "I was too kind and didn't want to cut off his retreat, so I only set a symbolic penalty."

He has not yet stepped into all the pitfalls of running a company, and has learned countless tragic lessons along the way. In the final analysis, he is still not ruthless enough, not ruthless enough, and as long as he shows a little bit of kindness, he will be buzzed by flies.

"So...what should we do now?" The producer looked at Wen Qiu hesitantly, as if he was clinging to a life-saving straw.

The entire company's human, material and financial resources were invested in this one film, and no external investment was accepted, and all risks were borne by themselves. They couldn't afford to lose.

A pair of eyes, and more pairs of eyes, all looked over with eager hope. Wen Qiu clenched his fists, knowing that there was no time for regret and worry, he had to stand up and turn the tide.

"Yansheng Media is not a big company, so the movie promotion has not yet heated up the audience. What we need to do is to prevent the movie from going online as much as possible." Wen Qiu looked at the producer, "Shu Chen, please go to Yansheng Media and see if there is any chance for negotiation. It costs a lot to make a movie, and there is no need for us to engage in a war that will hurt both sides."

"Understood." The producer nodded solemnly.

"If they don't want to back down," Wen Qiu looked at the company's legal department again, "Wen Yuan, I'm not a professional, but I don't think the law allows this kind of blatant unfair competition. Once the negotiations break down, we will immediately file a lawsuit against them, at least to slow down their production progress. I'll leave this matter to you."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Wen Qiu assigned tasks to everyone in one breath, and the entire company started to operate rapidly like a huge machine. These talents he personally selected and trained all burst out with 100% fighting spirit and stood firmly behind him.

It was already three in the morning when the meeting ended. Wen Qiu left the producer alone. He held a hot cup of coffee and looked out the window intently. "Shu Chen, go and tell Yan Sheng that if he is targeting me, then just go for me. I can have fun with him."

His eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of shadows, and he looked cold and gloomy in the night. "But if Xie Guangming is determined to attack my movie, I will make sure he can't leave the table."

"I understand what you mean." The producer said. He was obviously going to confront the local tyrants in Yan City, but every time he saw their boss, a strange confidence would rise in his heart, as if no difficulty could knock him down.

Wen Qiu smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Thank you for asking you to come here so late at night. Go back and have a rest. We can do the rest of the work tomorrow."

"It's not hard. Your arrangement just now was very detailed. It's just...what if, I mean what if," the producer hesitated, "what if we really can't stop the movie from being released there? In fact, we don't have to use this name. Anyway, the stories are different..."

"You want me to give way to them?" Wen Qiu slowly blew away the steam on the coffee, lowered his head and took a sip, then said slowly, "Shu Chen, that would be the real loss for us."

"But we are a big production, and we definitely can't release it in theaters before them. If we do, the public opinion will be very unfavorable to us..."

"No matter how beautifully a trashy movie is packaged, it is still trash and will soon be swept into the garbage heap of history. Great works, on the other hand, will live forever, and word of mouth will prove everything," Wen Qiu chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Do you think there is anything more satisfying than defeating them head-on?"

(End of this chapter)