Fu Xiuyu glanced at the man sideways.
Sun Meifen's lackeys are really loyal; they actually think their master can make a comeback.
When Sun Meifen was on the board of directors, Fu Xiuyu didn't take this faction seriously. Sun Meifen's arrogance was all thanks to Fu Chengwei.
Now that she's no longer on the board, what big fuss do these nobody think they can achieve?
"Ha," Fu Xiuyu sneered, "Then what makes you so sure the audience won't buy it?"
The person couldn't answer.
Fu Xiuyu showed another table, a report based on several rounds of market research.
Based on data assessment, although this film takes a niche approach, the results shouldn't be too bad; at least it should have no problem competing for international awards.
"Besides, our company has many award-winning actors and actresses under our wing," Fu Xiuyu said. "And there's the genius director Tang Yilan. I don't need to elaborate on her resume. She's in excellent form right now, so making this film will be a piece of cake for her!"
"President Fu, having more celebrities doesn't necessarily mean better results!" someone else disagreed. "People like Nie Xin and Wen Wen only have influence in Yangcheng. But if we want to maintain our presence in the UK and even the European market, we still need to use local celebrities."
"You mean, you want to shoot two versions?"
The man shrank his neck and gave a meaningful smile.
A murmur arose in the boardroom: two versions, and this would increase costs by more than double.
"Mr. Fu," the man chuckled again, "didn't Wenwen suffer a crushing defeat when she entered the European market last time?"
Fu Xiuyu's expression changed.
The winds of change have shifted within the board, with some even echoing the sentiment:
"Yes, Wenwen can't be used anymore, and this time Director Tang is making an art film. As we all know, art films are the least profitable genre. Why not let Director Tang continue to make commercial films?"
"Didn't Director Tang's previous films, which were both critically acclaimed and commercially successful, make him a fortune?"
"Yes, making commercial films is so much better!"
The group of people were all talking at once, and every word they said was pushing Fu Xiuyu's limits of patience.
"What do you know!" she couldn't help but burst out. "What's wrong with our Lanlan making an art film? It's about capturing emotions! Besides, what about Wenwen? It was a Waterloo! Although the box office wasn't good, the film won an international award!"
"Go back to your studies and figure out what Waterloo means before you start arguing with me!"
Fu Xiuyu's rapid-fire remarks left the group speechless.
The conference room was completely silent. Fu Xiuyu smiled faintly, her sharp gaze sweeping over everyone.
"Gentlemen, shall the meeting continue?"
"Continue, continue! Mr. Fu, please go on..."
"Does anyone have any objections to this film?"
"It's gone, it's gone."
"So it passed unanimously?"
Fu Xiuyu smiled and waved, signaling Huo Zhixing to continue displaying the data.
Huo Zhixing pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly.
In a board meeting where his mother is present, he is merely her lackey and assistant.
And Fu Ma's most prominent characteristic, no matter what, is that she is very protective of her children.
She was so agitated just now because Tang Yilan is Jiang Can's friend, and Wenwen also strongly supports Jiang Can.
She would protect anyone or anything related to Jiang Can, even to the point of death.
Huo Zhixing was a little puzzled. According to their relationship, he should be the one who was closest to Jiang Can... Why did he never see his mother protecting him like this?
“But Mr. Fu, this investment…” Some people still raised questions, “Our Fu Group has a wide range of businesses, and media is just one of them. We can’t ignore the cost issue.”
Fu Xiuyu gave him a cold look.
This time, she didn't speak, and let Huo Zhixing go first.
Huo Zhixing cleared his throat: "There's no need to worry about the cost. Although art films don't make money, they are low-budget films. If they become a hit, the profits can be immeasurable."
"Young Master Huo makes it sound so easy! Do you think the Huo family will foot the bill?"
Huo Zhixing narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness appearing in them.
The board of directors is divided into factions, and a small group of people are dissatisfied with Huo Zhixing because his surname is Huo, not Fu.
"Ha, nearly half of Yufeng Media's shares belong to the Huo family! Could it be that you're the one who should foot the bill?"
"this……"
Huo Zhixing's powerful aura silenced everyone.
Suddenly, the conference room door opened, followed by a shrill voice: "We'll invest this money!"
Fu Xiuyu and Huo Zhixing were both taken aback.
Fu Chengwei stood there, with Sun Meifen beside him. The woman wore a smug smile, and when she looked at Fu Xiuyu, her gaze held a hint of provocation.
The board members couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"What are you doing here?" Fu Xiuyu stood up, about to call security to take her away.
Sun Meifen stepped forward and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "What are you doing? We're here to invest in a movie! Is President Fu trying to turn away money that's been offered to him?"
Fu Xiuyu looked at her coldly, then glared at Fu Chengwei.
“Although I was kicked out of the board of directors, my husband still has a place here!” Sun Meifen deliberately straightened Fu Chengwei’s suit, and sneered with a sidelong glance, “Right, big sister?”
Fu Xiuyu took a deep breath and remained silent.
The more arrogant her opponent was, the calmer she remained.
Because once a person becomes arrogant, their flaws will be exposed, and then they will be able to strike them down easily.
"Hmm, not bad." Fu Xiuyu subtly gave Huo Zhixing a wink, then smiled at Sun Meifen and said, "Cheng Wei does have a place on the board of directors, so, what do you two think about investing in this movie?"
Sun Meifen felt that her moment of triumph had finally arrived.
"We'll invest... 100 million!"
...
Huo Zhixing sat in the study for a long time.
Jiang Can carried the cup in, and when he took it and looked at it, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Don't even think about drinking coffee at this hour!" Jiang Can smiled sweetly. "It's so late already, milk is more suitable for you."
"Honey, I might have to..."
"No staying up late either!"
Huo Zhixing chuckled to himself.
He scooped her up and pulled her onto his lap.
She is much heavier than before.
At this moment, he was holding his wife and son in his arms, as if he were holding his whole world.
“I heard about what happened at the board meeting today.” Jiang Can hooked her small arm around his neck. “Are you…waiting for the investigation results?”
Huo Zhixing couldn't help but smile; nothing could be hidden from her.
“I really doubt where my uncle and aunt got their money,” he said in a deep voice. “They spend a hundred million euros at a time, but art films don’t need that much money at all. So there must be a secret!”
"When they announced their investment, didn't they come with any conditions?"
“Yes.” He paused. “The condition is that Fu Qingyan plays the female lead.”
Jiang Can sneered.
"Also," Huo Zhixing told her, "my aunt said they set up a new agency called Meiwei Entertainment, and the money is going through Meiwei Entertainment's accounts."
"Your uncle agreed too?"
Huo Zhixing's eyes were deep: "Uncle is a puppet, so of course whatever Sun Meifen says goes."
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