"I understand." Xicheng put away the report and stood up from the chair again, "To prevent such things from happening in the future, do not make this matter public, including my father's, without my permission."
"Yes, Mr. Xicheng."
"Besides..." Xicheng glanced sideways and glanced at the large grape fields outside the window, "Tomorrow morning, I will transfer 50 million. If there are difficulties with the turnover, you can talk later."
"OK!"
The financial director has been tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall these days. Now Xicheng has 50 million to help him out, which is a big help to him.
Xicheng hurried downstairs, and the driver drove to Fengyun International. He gave Xu Yang an order to cash in all the money he invested abroad.
In the past few years, Xicheng's music career has been going smoothly, and Xicheng's income is naturally extraordinary. If these funds are transferred back, this hole can be completely opened up by Shang Gufeng.
In a moment, the car arrived at Fengyun International, and Xicheng immediately called all the senior executives for a meeting.
Different from the normal operation of the winery, Fengyun International is on the cusp of this aspect.
The two major columns "Conversations with God" and "First Live" both have no ratings, and naturally have no advertising benefits. The more this happens, the vicious circle becomes worse.
Guyu has not been in the company for the past two days, and everyone in the company is in panic.
After hearing the call from West City, several senior executives rushed to the conference room immediately. Facing this entertainment industry master, the man who was sitting in the main seat with a cold face and was looking through the program ratings report, everyone had their faces downcast and did not dare to Make eye contact with him.
Xicheng frowned and raised his face from the report, "What is the program plan for the next issue?"
The planning director hurriedly handed over the document in his hand, "Look...here it is."
After opening it and glancing at it twice, Xicheng threw the document on the table with a bang. The document slid two meters before stopping in the center of the long table.
"Garbage! Besides plagiarism, what else do you do?"
He just glanced at it and saw that this festival was plagiarizing Ning Xiaofei's "Extraordinary Threesome".
The planning director lowered his face, "Yes... Mr. Gu asked us to imitate successful cases."
"Stupid!" Xicheng cursed angrily, "You still think you're beautiful when you imitate others? Take it back and redo it!"
"But..." the planning director looked helpless, "If we don't prepare now, it will be too late!"
"Today is just Monday, and there are still five days until Saturday, but you say it's too late?" Xicheng looked sideways at the planning director, "I am announcing now... that you are fired!"
"Mr. Xicheng!" The planning director stood up excitedly, "This... you... how could you do this..."
"From today on, I concurrently serve as the planning director." Xicheng ignored him, but stood up and looked around, "If any of you here cannot succeed in your position, you can stand up and walk out now. If you don't want to leave, then Just give me some work efficiency. I want each of the two program teams to come up with at least two plans of different styles. The finance team will give me a monthly report and a property estimate list, and the publicity team will give me a brand new publicity. The plan... will be sent to my email before seven o'clock tomorrow night. If I don't receive the email of any department, the department manager will automatically resign!"
Standing up, Xicheng strode out of the conference room.
Everyone at the table looked at me, and I looked at you, without daring to say anything more. They all picked up their computers and returned to the office, writing quickly every step of the way.