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She frowned, looking a little regretful.

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

At the same time, Shengyu Entertainment.

In the conference room on the 49th floor, the meeting that was not held yesterday was moved to today.

One of the directors was excited: "Shengyu has developed very well now. There is no need to invest in a film and television city. The film and television city is a money-spending project. If it fails, the loss will be more than one billion."

Some people also objected: "It is because Shengyu has become popular now that we should build our own film and television city. We spend a lot of money renting the film and television city every year. In the long run, building our own film and television city will have greater profit margins."

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

“If the group wants to develop, it must invest.”

People on both sides were arguing with their faces red and their ears red. pb

Fu Changye was sitting on the boss's chair at the front, wearing a black suit jacket 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.

"Chang Ye, now that you are in charge of the family, what do you think we should do about this matter?" After a stalemate, the shareholder who opposed the investment in the film and television city threw the question to Fu Changye.

Fu Changye's eyebrows were profound. He pointed to the budget report on the table and said calmly: "It was my idea to build a film and television city. Uncle, you have asked this question too many times."

The man called uncle was about 60 to [-] years old. He was Fu Cheng, a cousin of Fu Changye's father. He was considered a branch of the Fu family and held some shares.

Fu Changye was so choked that he couldn't get off the stage. He acted like an elder and looked a little ugly. His voice was cold: "Changye, you are still young. You have just taken over the group and made such a big move. Have you seriously thought about it? Don't fall down and be unable to recover."

"Uncle doesn't need to worry about this."

Fu Changye stood up, standing as tall as a pine tree. He smiled, with a gentle and elegant look, and his black eyes were cold and cold:

"Now I have the most shares in hand, and the decision-making power rests with me. It's really a shame. I've lost more than my uncle. What are you worried about?"

After the man finished speaking, he turned and left, left the conference room, and walked quickly to his office.

Seeing Fu Changye leaving, Secretary Jin glanced at Fu Cheng, who was red-eyed with anger, said goodbye to the meeting, and followed Fu Changye away.

Secretary Jin entered the office behind Fu Changye.

Fu Changye sat on the boss's chair, his slender legs crossed. He lit a cigarette, held it between his long fingers and took a deep breath.

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

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

Secretary Jin wanted to say something, but when he saw Fu Changye's cold face and expressionless, he paused and said after careful consideration: "I came out just now and saw that Fu Cheng's face was very ugly. He always doesn't care about these things. This time he built a film and television city , the objection seems to be too much.”

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

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