In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 11 Justice
Those Hong Kong people dared not show their faces in this matter; they could only watch from the shadows and wait for things to calm down before making their move.

But they can't help but gossip behind our backs, saying things like "Big Circle Boys are always causing trouble" and "They're so stingy," and who knows where they eat.

While Hendrik Willem Van Loon was trying to mediate, Qin Xuan leaned against a tall equipment box in the distance, watching the grand spectacle he had orchestrated.

"Why didn't you go with them?" Liu Yifei came to his side, unaware that this was the person in front of her who had done all this.

"I just arrived and haven't been treated unfairly," Qin Xuan said.

“Last night you were saying the accommodations weren’t good and you wanted better ones, but today you’re not feeling oppressed at all. You’ve really forgotten your roots!” Liu Yifei said.

"Isn't it because you rescued me?" Qin Xuan smiled at her.

"Yes, I suddenly feel so great, I've rescued an oppressed person." Liu Yifei smiled, quite proud of herself.

"If possible, please, Teacher Liu, help me out." Qin Xuan looked at her.

"I'll wait until you encounter difficulties. It's just that my abilities are limited, otherwise I would have rescued all the poor people." Liu Yifei said this with a somewhat innocent look.

Qin Xuan smiled but did not answer.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Yifei asked, puzzled.

"She wasn't laughing at anything, she's fine." Qin Xuan quite admired her.

This girl was different from what he had imagined. The Liu Yifei he remembered was clear-headed, proud, and had the air of a big sister.

Of course, this was just what he saw in the media later; he didn't know what the girl actually looked like.

While the two were talking, Hendrik Willem Van Loon was unable to persuade him and had to leave dejectedly, which plunged the group of leaders into a dilemma.

"Matthew, why don't you go apologize to them and lower your stance a bit?" Wang Zhongjun wanted to throw Matthew out of the picture; after all, he wasn't one of their own, so who cared?

This made Matthew panic; he would lose all dignity if he were asked to apologize to a herd of cattle and horses.

“No, we’ve apologized this time, but what if they cause trouble again next time? We have to fight them, fire them, and not waste time,” Ferre objected.

“Have you calculated how much money and time it would take to fire them? Right now, those people are only targeting Matthew. Throwing him out would solve the problem, so why not?” Wang Zhongjun argued.

"I also oppose firing him; let Matthew apologize." Hendrik Willem Van Loon expressed his support for Wang Zhongjun.

They were about to throw him out, so Matthew looked at Ferre with pleading eyes, hoping he could save him.

"Don't even think about throwing us Americans out to quell the anger of those people. Either you resolve this matter, or we won't cooperate." Ferre unleashed his ultimate weapon.

They spearheaded this project; without their relativity, it would have been difficult to release and screen it in other parts of the world, as they have the distribution channels.

The investors were at an impasse, while the others could only watch helplessly, unable to intervene.

Huayi's thinking is very simple: in addition to minimizing losses, the impact must also be minimized.

Otherwise, if you fire so many people at once, it will have a very bad impact on the younger generation. Although they may not care, the teachers and academics behind them will.

After all, Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama are cradles of talent.

Hendrik Willem Van Loon didn't want to tarnish his reputation. He was already a prominent figure, and this label would be very damaging.

I don't care about the details, but I do care about the greater good.

Hollywood didn't think that far ahead; they only cared about protecting their own people and not about anything else.

If Qin Xuan hadn't already planned ahead, not to target the entire production team but only one person, they probably wouldn't have started arguing.

Just then, someone came to report: "Director Huang is here, he's outside." "Quickly, invite him in." Wang Zhongjun knew this would involve the higher-ups.

He just said that this was a serious incident, and these people just don't understand what that means.

Soon a middle-aged man in an executive jacket entered, followed by several entourage and secretaries.

Director Huang immediately criticized, "You didn't handle this matter very well!"

"Director Huang, we've tried our best to appease them, but they're completely unyielding and insist on causing trouble." Wang Zhongjun shifted the blame onto those people.

"I don't want to hear those reasons. In short, we must quell this as soon as possible and prevent any negative impact. If things escalate, none of you can afford the consequences," Director Huang ordered directly.

"Yes, we will definitely handle it well and will not cause you any trouble," Wang Zhongjun assured him.

Everyone else fell silent. They had been arguing fiercely just moments before, but as soon as this person arrived, they all quieted down and became well-behaved, including Ferre and Matthew.

They do have some understanding of the local situation.

"Where are they? Take me to see them." Director Huang didn't waste any more words with them; his main goal was to resolve this matter.

As for whether the movie will be made or not, that's a matter for the cultural field; as long as we don't cause trouble here, it's fine.

Shen Ao, Zhang Linke, Li Miao, and others were still there, looking like they were filled with bitterness and resentment.

Of course, they were all feeling uneasy and whispering among themselves, mainly because they didn't know how the production team would deal with them. If they were to abandon them all, it would be a really bad joke.

After all, this matter can significantly impact one's future prospects.

But since it has already been done, there is no choice but to grit one's teeth and do it to the minimum. Giving up halfway only fuels the arrogance of those people.

Soon they saw a group of people walking towards them, led by a man wearing an executive jacket.

"Hello, I'm Director Huang. You can tell me what you need, and I'll do my best to help you." Director Huang greeted you with a kind smile and approachable manner, making a good impression on everyone.

It looks completely different from before.

“We don’t have any grand ambitions, we just want to be treated fairly,” Shen Ao said.

"This is what you should do, and it's what you deserve. This isn't a demand. We are all equal, everyone is the same, and no one should be discriminated against," Director Huang said magnanimously.

Seeing this situation, Wang Zhongjun, Fang Long, and the others knew that they wouldn't be able to get through this without some bloodshed.

If everyone receives the same treatment, it would be a huge expense for their production team, since most of them are still low-level employees.

"Really?" Zhang Linke looked at him, his previous toughness gone. After all, the other man's aura could still suppress him.

He's just starting out in society and doesn't have much experience.

"Of course it's true, I keep my word," Director Huang said earnestly.

Such a guarantee gave those present a lot of confidence and won them a lot of goodwill; finally, someone had come to uphold justice for them.

Even the grassroots staff who weren't involved watched silently, feeling a little moved.

After all, this is beneficial to them as well.

Qin Xuan made no comment, but silently observed how things would develop from a distance.

There are some things that are beyond his control.

(End of this chapter)