After wandering around West Lake City for a few days, Fang Yang returned to Shanghai. During his stay in West Lake City, the entire company was in high gear. Several movies and TV series were approved, and the entire film and television department was in a frenzy. Whether they were currently popular or unknown, as long as they were actors, they were all asking their agents if there were any suitable roles for them, hoping to get a chance.

So whether it's actors or agents, these past few days they've been frantically running around, using connections to get things done, and going to the assistant director to invite people to dinner and give gifts. They've tried every possible method to secure a role, and everyone's pulling out all the stops, creating chaos throughout the company.

As soon as Fang Yang returned to his office, Yang Huajin knocked on the door and came in to tell him what had happened. Fang Yang was so angry he almost fainted. What kind of people were they? Had the company ever neglected these people? The project had just been approved, and they were already using back channels. How were the assistant directors supposed to choose the right people? They were all from the same company. If they didn't choose, they would offend people. If they chose people who didn't meet the script requirements, the director would have a hard time getting them approved. Wasn't that like pushing people into a fire?

Even more seriously, agents are using the opportunity of recommending actors for roles to accept bribes, refusing to recommend them without receiving a bribe, which has a very negative impact on actors.

"Calling all the directors, assistant directors, and agents in the company to a meeting is simply ridiculous. Do you think the agents are unreasonable just because the actors are? You just want to get a role and have your agent submit your application, which is understandable because you want to improve. But what's with the meals and gifts? What about quality control?"

Yang Huajin understood Fang Yang's thoughts. Upon receiving Fang Yang's instructions, he immediately called each director team and agent to notify them of a meeting. He also notified Xie Fei, the head of the artist department, and Peng Hong, the head of the agent department, to attend the meeting. As the leaders in charge, these two also bore some responsibility.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Fang Yang arrived at the conference room accompanied by Yang Huajin. It was the first time Fang Yang had attended a meeting with a dark face. His appearance startled Xie Fei and Peng Hong. They never expected that President Fang, who always smiled, could be so frightening when he put on a stern face. They wondered who had offended President Fang so badly. This was going to be a good show.

Fang Yang stopped the group from looking at each other. "Stop looking. Everyone has a share. Tell me, when did you start using meals, drinks, and gifts to get your artists on screen? You're all so good at socializing. I bet you've received a lot of red envelopes from your artists, haven't you?"

Fang Yang's words shocked everyone. Who was the bastard who leaked these secrets and even let it reach President Fang's ears? This is terrible. Who knows how President Fang will deal with this? What if I get fired? What will happen to my car and house loan?

"What's wrong? You dare to do it but not admit it? Confess now and you might get a chance to be forgiven. If I find out, you'll be fired immediately. Is the company paying you too little? Or have you gotten used to things going smoothly and are now so arrogant that you think you're superior?"

Fang Yang's words echoed in every corner of the conference room. Everyone could feel Fang Yang's anger. No one expected that Fang Yang, who was always calm and smiling, would also have a moment of anger. The air seemed to have turned colder.

"President Fang, I overlooked this matter. Some people came to me to plead for leniency before, but I refused and didn't investigate further. I didn't expect this to happen. I've always focused on cultivating the actors' acting skills, but neglected their moral character. I bear a lot of responsibility for this and am willing to accept any punishment from the company."

With Xie Fei taking the lead in admitting his mistake, Peng Hong also realized the seriousness of the matter. "If we're talking about mistakes, I bear more responsibility. After all, these agents are under my direct management, and it's because I neglected to discipline them that this happened. Moreover, some agents even came to me for help, but I didn't take it seriously at the time. I bear the greatest responsibility for this incident. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give you, Mr. Fang, an explanation."

With the senior executives of both departments speaking, the agents below also had to say something. "I have three actors under my management. Apart from Zhou Xin, the other two actors have approached me to express their desire to play roles. I have also contacted Minister Peng and several directors about this and submitted some performance videos of the two actors. However, I want to make it clear that this is all normal procedure, and I have absolutely not accepted a single penny of bribes. I, Chen Jing, am upright and honest in my work. It is my duty to secure resources for my employees, and I would never exploit my artists' income in order to help them secure resources."

Fang Yang nodded. "It's perfectly reasonable to fight for resources for your artists. As long as the methods are reasonable, we support you. If the artists' income is higher, your income as their manager will also increase accordingly. You are all interconnected and share common interests. I support you in this regard. As long as you don't treat the artists as ATMs, we can understand."

Another agent raised their hand. "Mr. Fang, I admit that I did accept meals from my artists, but I swear it was just a regular meal, costing less than 500 yuan, split between my two artists. And I absolutely did not receive a single red envelope. I believe there shouldn't be any problem with that, right?"

Fang Yang glanced at it, didn't recognize it, but a meal costing 500 yuan for three people, although a little extravagant, was definitely not a lavish feast, nor was it exploitation of the artist, so it was acceptable.

"Hmm, that's alright, but as their manager, you need to strengthen the management of the artists. They need to control their alcohol consumption to protect their voices, and you need to pay attention to this early on."

"Okay, I'll remind them later. Drinking can lead to trouble, and as public figures, they really need to be careful about that."

The agent breathed a sigh of relief, clenched his fist, and waved it; it seemed he had passed this hurdle.

"Mr. Fang, I admit that I did accept a hair clip, which was less than a thousand yuan, but I absolutely did not accept any red envelopes. I treat all the artists under my management like sisters, so why would I accept their red envelopes? I will give them the thousand yuan back later to thank them for bringing me the hair clip."

Fang Yang nodded. "A small gift isn't too serious a violation, but you have to be careful about how you do it. Exchanging gifts normally is fine, but you can't accept gifts just to help an artist get a role. If you do that, the nature of the matter changes. If you can't help but accumulate small gifts, you'll end up making a big mistake."

"Yes, Mr. Fang, I'll remember that. I will definitely keep my personal life separate from my work from now on, and I will never mix them up."

“I’m glad you have this understanding, and I hope you can do even better in the future.”