The sweetest in the entertainment industry

Chapter 152 Welfare
Knowing full well that he was being systematically smeared, he remained calm and held a meeting on the third floor for half a day.

It has to be said that Gu Lanxi's temperament gave this newly established studio a bit of a shock.

With a powerful boss, everyone's inherent instincts as beasts of burden instantly kick in.

It is said that a strong general has no weak soldiers under his command. The new recruits in the studio, like Mei Xue, are all still in their three-month probationary period.

During their brief meeting in Shanghai last time, everyone only experienced Gu Lanxi's gentle and generous side. This time, however, they truly witnessed her incredibly steady and strong inner strength up close.

If they can't demonstrate enough value, would someone like Gu Lanxi even look at them?
Having just experienced the collapse of their former boss's business, they were already finding it difficult to find jobs. If they came to Gu Lanxi's side but failed to stay, would they be able to find such good jobs again?
The answer is, it's definitely difficult.

So everyone disregarded their pointless emotions and focused all their energy on getting to work.

Upon receiving the news, Zhang Mingyuan rushed to the rehearsal hall to personally keep an eye on Lu Nanting, fearing that his performance would be affected.

With the concert about to begin, and in such an important place as the Bird's Nest, there's absolutely no room for error.

Then he realized that he had worried for nothing.

Lu Nanting only hoped that his work would end smoothly so that he could pick up Gu Lanxi and go home as soon as possible. He didn't care about such a small matter.
Honestly, if he doesn't get criticized hundreds of times a year, he wouldn't dare call himself a top star in the Chinese entertainment industry.

I'm used to it by now, okay?
After a pleasant three-hour rehearsal, Lu Nanting arrived at the studio in the evening and went directly to Gu Lanxi's building.

As soon as I entered the relatively spacious meeting room, I saw Mei Xue directing the legal staff to cut watermelons.

"Take this basket over to the neighbors; they have a lot of people, so give them a few more."

The round watermelon looked very appealing, and the leaves on the vine were all fresh. Lu Nanting rarely praised it.
"Wow, this melon is really good!"

Upon seeing him arrive, Mei Xue immediately greeted him cheerfully: "Mrs. Lu personally delivered it this afternoon. She even told you two to go home for dinner tonight. But when she saw that the boss was in a meeting, she told us not to disturb her. She put down the watermelon, told me to share some with the neighbors, and then left."

Having witnessed firsthand the blissful life Gu Lanxi was living in her in-laws' home, Mei Xue felt her own future brighten considerably, beaming with joy as if she were the one being criticized today.

My mother always does things this way. After her daughter-in-law came into the picture, she put her daughter-in-law first in everything, and her son always came second.

Lu Nanting did not feel uncomfortable.

"Oh? What kind of meeting is this? Is it still going on?"

"Our two studios have virtually no overlap in their operations and have always worked independently, so I have no idea what kind of meeting it was."

Upstairs is a group of financial elites whose work mostly requires confidentiality. So when the studio moved here, the third floor had a separate access control system, and they couldn't get in without someone escorting them.

It's fair to say that the two groups only have some common ground in terms of fashion.

What they excel at, the people upstairs look down on; what the people upstairs excel at, they can't even understand.

"I'll go up and have a look."

Gu Lanxi even showed him her phone, so the third-floor access control couldn't stop her.

"Okay! I'll go with my colleague to deliver some watermelons to the neighbor next door first."

"Ok!"

Lu Nanting had no objection to this.

Zhang Mingyuan had just sat down and had a cup of tea brewed when he learned that Mei Xue had come to deliver watermelons, so he hurriedly followed her.

"Mrs. Lu delivered the watermelons this afternoon, saying they were grown on her own farm, just to make sure they were fresh. She probably had something to do this afternoon and left in a hurry. Our side is closer to the road, so all the watermelons were moved to our side. I saw that there were many of you, so I gave you a few extra."

Well, before the boss got married, Lu Tai would personally prepare the food whenever her staff received it. Now that she has a daughter-in-law, they send the food to her so she can share it.

Although Mei Xue spoke politely, Zhang Mingyuan immediately understood.

This is a battle for dominance.

The two studios will be practically one entity from now on. Although they will each be responsible for different businesses, they will occasionally need to work together. Who will be in charge then? It will be inevitable that they will have to decide who is superior.

Mei Xue was a few years older than him and had entered the industry much earlier.

But this depends on ability, right?
Listen to whoever is more capable; there's nothing wrong with that.

So Zhang Mingyuan just smiled lightly, said "thank you," and then called everyone to cut the watermelon.

Gu Lanxi rarely comes to the studio, and Lu Nanting went upstairs to call her again. He might come down in a little while, so Mei Xue had to rush back to talk to her a few more times.

Moreover, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, which is the first statutory holiday since the studio was established. Maybe we'll give out holiday benefits today.

Other celebrities usually give away the products they endorse. The brands usually send a lot of these products, and the celebrities definitely can't use them all. This kind of arrangement is very common.

Gu Lanxi doesn't currently have any endorsements. I wonder how she usually manages her time?
The two exchanged a move silently, neither gaining a significant advantage.

As Zhang Mingyuan was chopping a watermelon with a watermelon knife in the kitchen, Mei Xue immediately went back next door. She had just returned when she saw the couple coming down the stairs one after the other, with Lu Nanting following behind, muttering, "I have a lot of people here..."

But they were talking about holiday benefits.

Gu Lanxi asked casually, only to find that his standards were much lower than hers.

Now that she's distributing the money from both sides, it's natural to try to unify the distribution to prevent the problem from being about scarcity but about inequality.

Halfway through her sentence, seeing Mei Xue enter, she immediately took Lu Nanting's hand, signaling him to be quiet, before turning to look at Mei Xue:

"I usually give out cash for holidays, for good luck. For the seven major statutory holidays—New Year's Day, Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, May Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and National Day—it's a minimum of 2,000 yuan per person, plus an additional 500 yuan per year based on seniority. For more important holidays like the Spring Festival, I'll also prepare New Year's gift packages for you. Mid-Autumn Festival is in a couple of days, and I've already told the accountant to distribute the money. It should arrive in the account tomorrow. Please tell everyone that we won't be giving out mooncakes. I have to go now."

Upon hearing this, Mei Xue did some math – she had worked for Xiao Han for a full eight years, and by that standard, she could earn 42,000 yuan a year just for holiday bonuses.

This is just for good luck.

There are also Chinese New Year gift packages.

As for Xiao Han, that stingy guy, he would send her men's shampoo and instant coffee from the beginning of the year to the end. He was unusually generous this time and gave her a men's razor, but she had already divorced and could only use it to shave her leg hair.

There was no way around it; she was a single mother, and it wouldn't be appropriate to give her a razor as a gift, no matter who she was.

"Hmm? Any questions?"

Seeing her in a daze, Gu Lanxi was in a hurry to go to the recording studio with Lu Nanting to listen to the songs. Afterwards, they still had to go back to the old house for a meal. Seeing that she did not reply, she immediately reminded her.

"Ah! No, no, it's just that there was a lot of content, and I took a moment to process it."

"It's okay, I'll just send an internal email later to formally announce this!"

"Ah! All right."

How's the situation with the negative trending topics going?

"It was suppressed, but the Chasing Light Boys took the opportunity to release the recording of Tao Yong bullying them and demanded that the company change their manager."

It must be said that there are intelligent people among these six.

The company desperately needs a scapegoat. The whistleblower has not yet been found, and Tao Yong would be perfect.

If their agent hadn't kept stirring things up in their ears, they wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Teacher Zhu was there to film them, and thus misunderstood that the Lanting couple was stealing their resources.

After the incident, President Jiang had already told them about Yu Yinghou's situation. In order to protect themselves, they naturally had to find a way to extricate themselves from the situation.

"Hmm, on Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll invite them to my concert to sing a song!"

Since they have resolved the matter and haven't implicated him, he is not stingy in giving them resources.

Gu Lanxi thought for a moment and gently shook her head: "I think we should still discuss it with Brother Yuan."

Concerts usually invite friends. If you invite the Chasing Light Boys, fans from both sides will assume they are friends.

We'll invite singers and stuff then...

Gu Lanxi felt a bit disgusted when she recalled how persistent the other person had been in the elevator.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Nanting would almost never refute her.

It wasn't a big deal, and Lu Nanting readily agreed.

The two then went next door to look for Zhang Mingyuan, only to find him with his hands on the back of the chair, stretching his neck and burping.

Lu Nanting found it amusing and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yuan? Did you practice Toad Kung Fu? Your stomach is full of air?"

Zhang Mingyuan: "..."

Just as he was pondering how to retort, Gu Lanxi had already told him about the future benefits arrangements.

Zhang Mingyuan couldn't care less about anything else; all he could think about was money.

Although this amount of money is nothing to him, when converted, it's roughly equivalent to a 16-month salary for a junior employee. This is an incredibly generous benefit!

I was feeling down about the studio changing "bosses" before, so much so that I ate a lot of watermelon too fast and burped a lot. Now I suddenly feel like I can do it again!
It's always better to have a generous boss than a stingy one.

I have never worked a job.

But I always have my own ideas about the workplace.

I seriously suspect that in my past life I was an ultimate workhorse, the kind who worked until I was seventy.

(End of this chapter)