Chapter 88: The Greasy in the Pillow

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She frowned, looking a little remorseful.

I bit myself hard yesterday, and now I'm red......

At the same time, Shengyu Entertainment.

The meeting room on the 49th floor has been moved to today after a meeting that was not held yesterday.

One of the directors was excited: "Shengyu is already developing very well now, there is no need to invest in any film and television city, the film and television city is a money-throwing project, if it fails, this loss will be more than a billion." ”

There are also people who object: "It is because of the entertainment that we should build our own film and television city, we spend a lot of money on renting in the film and television city every year, and in the long run, we will build our own film and television city, and the profit margin will be greater." ”

"The investment in building a film and television city is so large, such a large amount of money, and the money is taken from the dividends of shareholders?" The first director who objected was even more excited, "You young people have a good idea, have you ever thought about whether it is feasible or not, and you have to give us some pension money......"

"If the group wants to develop, it must invest in ......"

……

The people on both sides argued red-faced and inextricable. pbtxt

On the front boss's chair, Fu Changye was sitting, with a black blazer and a navy blue shirt, he was sitting upright, with one big hand on the table and the other on his knees, looking at him coldly.

"Long Night, now that you are in charge, what do you say about this?" There was a stalemate, and the shareholder who opposed the investment in the film and television city threw the problem to Fu Changye.

Fu Changye's eyebrows were deep, he pointed to the budget report on the table, and said lightly: "It is my idea to build a film and television city, uncle, you have asked too many questions." ”

The man who is called his uncle, fifty or sixty years old, he is Fu Cheng, the cousin of Fu Changye's father, and he is a side branch of the Fu family, and he has a little stake in his hand.

Fu Changye choked so much, he couldn't get off the stage, his face was a little ugly with the elder's shelf, and his voice was cold: "Changye, you are still young, you just took over the group and made such a big move, have you thought about it seriously?" Don't fall and stumble when the time comes."

"I don't have to worry about this, uncle."

Fu Changye stood up, his long body stood like a pine, he smiled, gentle and elegant, and his black eyes were cold:

"Now I have the most shares in hand, the decision is up to me, it's really falling, I have lost a lot more than my uncle, what are you worried about."

After the man finished speaking, he turned to leave, walked out of the conference room, and walked briskly to his office.

Secretary Jin saw Fu Changye leaving, glanced at Fu Cheng, who was red-eyed, said a word to disperse, and left after Fu Changye.

Secretary Jin entered the office at night in the back.

Fu Changye sat in the boss's chair, his slender legs folded, he lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath with his long fingers between them.

White smoke rose in front of his silent and cold features.

Secretary Jin walked over and put the minutes of the meeting in front of Fu Changye: "Mr. Fu." “

Secretary Jin wanted to say something, but seeing Fu Changye's cold face and no expression, he paused for a moment, and said after deliberation: "I came out just now, and I saw Fu Cheng's face was very ugly. …… He has always cared about these things, and this time the construction of the film and television city, the opposition seems to be a bit too much"

Fu Changye took a puff of cigarette, his dark eyes were deep and cold, and he said lightly: "There is someone behind him." ”

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