Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

Chapter 113 Reorganizing the Company, Praying to Goddess Liu Yifei

"no!!!"

"What the heck is this?!"

In the dressing room, after learning the true meaning of prayer, Yifei prematurely displayed the majesty of a "female warrior"!

"Take this!"

"Holy crap, I was wrong! Fairy Sister, I was wrong!"

Outside the door, Cindy's eye was twitching uncontrollably, as if it were twitching.

Although she knew about Ye Chong's existence beforehand, she never expected the two of them to interact in this way!

Fortunately, Sister Sisi's GG endorsement ended at 10 a.m. today.

Now that the film crew has left, only the three of them are left on the entire floor, and no one comes to disturb them.

I hope Sister Xixi can finish teaching Ye Chong a lesson quickly and then go eat. It's already 11 o'clock!

But her wish was destined to be in vain.

The fight inside the room grew increasingly intense.

"No! You little man, who taught you that trick?!"

"Never mind that, your little hands are weak!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

"Fight! Let's fight!"

"Oh my God!" Cindy was trembling all over.

Sister Sisi is so violent!

Although she is very good to her sisters, is it not good to be so violent towards her boyfriend?

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Little man, my face is turning red."

"Your face is all red from being slapped?" Cindy's eyes widened.

"You're done fighting? Aren't you supposed to be a female warrior? Is that all?"

Holy crap! Is Brother Ye a masochist?

"My hand is sore, you rascal, ugh—"

"They don't even have the strength to hit someone, yet they call themselves gangsters?"

???

Cindy sensed something was amiss, but didn't jump to conclusions.

She just felt that Brother Ye was a little strange.

Half an hour later————

"Click"

The door opened, Ye Chong raised an eyebrow, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm leaving now, I have a new script to review at the company this afternoon."

"roll!!!"

"oh oh!"

Ye Chong left.

Cindy peeked out from outside the door and saw Sister Xixi wiping some liquid off her hands.

"These serums, really, they're everywhere."

Serum? It must have been spilled when you were hitting someone, right?

"Sister Sissi?"

"Ah!" Yifei was startled, but when she turned around and saw that it was her little nobody, she was relieved.

"What's wrong, Cindy?"

Cindy stepped into the room, unconsciously sniffing. "I wanted to ask, which film are we going to take on?"

Yifei shook her head. "I won't answer for now. I'll wait for your message."

"oh!"

Cindy didn't think much of it, helped pack their things, and then the two left together.

It wasn't until she got into the car that Yifei realized something was wrong!

Huh? Isn't this the "Hidden Turtle Strategies"?

"Snapped!"

She covered her head with both hands, speechless, her eyes flashing with alternating shame, indignation, and reproach.

Good heavens! If the turtle that lies dormant before the bad embryo is fake, then wouldn't I become real?

Good heavens, what have I done?!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

On the other side, Ye Chong was refreshed and didn't even need to take a nap. He started working as soon as he arrived at the company.

3 PM, Feiye Group Building, Shunyi District.

The Feiye office of today is no longer the cramped one it once was, but it's not much wider either.

Ye Chong bought a large amount of land in Tianzhu Park in one go. It was cheap, but he didn't have much extra money to build buildings.

The building has fifteen floors.

1st and 2nd floors are for reception; 3rd floor is for the cafeteria; 4th and 5th floors are for distribution and brokerage; 6th and 7th floors are for Feiye Animation; 8th floor is for casting, press conferences, and meeting rooms; 9th floor is for film and television production; 10th floor is for finance and human resources; 11th floor is for Feiye Capital; 12th floor is for the editorial department; 13th floor is for post-production; 14th floor is for the secretariat and reception; 15th floor is for Ye Chong and the central office.

At this moment, the long conference table in the medium-sized conference room on the 8th floor was full of people, all of whom looked sleepy.

They really had a great time during their two-month vacation!

"Is everyone here?" Ye Chong sat at the head of the table, his eyes glued to a stack of documents.

"Hmm————" Chen Zhixi sat to Ye Chong's left, looked up and glanced around.

Bai Min from Feiye Capital, Lan Sheng from Feiye Film & Television, Xing Aina from the editorial department, Tu Da from the stage management and logistics department, and Guo Sida from the music department.

Editor Lin Gao, Yang Yu (Jiaozi) from Feiye Animation.

And producer Cheng Li, directors Lin Yufen, Ning Hao, and Shi Weicong — that's it!

"Everyone's here. There are only this many people in total."

"Hmm." Ye Chong remained noncommittal.

We can recruit people sooner or later; the most important task at hand is the task at hand.

"What is the company's current working capital?"

The first person on the right, a professional woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses, opened a document: "Feiye Capital currently only has ten million, plus the five million that Director Ye invested from Meilika, it's close to fifty million."

"hiss----"

Those in the audience, like Tu Da who had never seen the world, were all taken aback.

But Ye Chong frowned instead. "So little?"

He looked at Chen Zhixi: "What about film and television production?"

Chen Zhixi pursed his lips. He had finally become rich, and now, judging from Chongdi's expression, he was about to start spending money again.

"The film's 100 million in sales, plus the 55 million from 'The Little Fairy,' makes about 160 million!"

"Hiss—" It's still Tu Da.

"I'm so poor!"

"hiss----"

"Can you fucking stop hissing?!" Ye Chong glared fiercely at Tu Da, then turned to Lin Yufen: "Director Lin, have you rested enough?"

Lin Yufen glared at him. He had promised to win Yifei over, but he had gone back on his word?

No wonder she has a bad temper!

"Not ready yet!"

"Uh—" Ye Chong scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

I really don't have much experience in the TV drama sector.

He then turned to Ning Hao and his wife: "Haozi, how's the preparation for your new film going?"

Ning Hao shrugged: "Soon, filming will begin next January."

"If you need money, go to Chen Zhixi; she's rich."

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"Sister Xing, remember next year, try to acquire the copyrights for some suspense and horror novels. My 'Tuntun Rat Plan' is all in your hands."

Xing Aina nodded in response.

After dealing with the trivial matters, Ye Chong straightened his expression and began to handle the important matters.

"Everyone can take a good rest at the end of this year, except for the animation department."

Dumpling frowned, but Ye Chong ignored him.

"Frozen can be made slowly, but Kung Fu Panda can't be delayed. At the same time, we also need to send people to Xiao Ri to work with Hayao Miyazaki on Your Name."

"Excuse my bluntness," a voice interrupted Ye Chong; it was Jiaozi.

He was quite humble when he joined the company, but now he's showing off his talent.

Ye Chong drove him crazy!

He's glaring at Ye Chong without any politeness right now!

"Excuse my bluntness, Mr. Ye, your idea is good, but the pace is too fast. Feiye Animation only has ten million in its accounts right now, and you want me to do a job worth two hundred million US dollars?"

"hiss----"

This time, it wasn't just the large area that was affected by the cold air.

Everyone present was somewhat shocked.

It's 2005 now, and you can make a "Chinese Paladin" movie for 20 million. What kind of ridiculous movie costs 1 billion?

"I'll take care of the money, don't worry."

After a pause, perhaps worried that Dumpling might be uneasy, Ye Chong added, "If I don't get the money, I'll come back with my head."

"Uh—" Dumpling scratched her face awkwardly, "There's no need to take it so seriously."

At the conference table, Ye Chong rested his chin on his interlaced fingers and fell silent.

Where does money come from? Does it fall from the sky?

In his previous life, Ye Chong was a handsome otaku who neither went out nor watched the news.

He's an unreliable, fake-serious system guy!

At this moment, a familiar panel appeared in Ye Chong's mind.

[Number of times the host resisted the temptation of money: 54!]

[Next stage reward attempts: 80. Next stage reward: Hand of the Goddess of Prayer]

[A prodigy appeared: In October, he went to XX town in Jacksonville, Oregon, to buy a Powerball II lottery ticket.]

This is Ye Chong's source of confidence!

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