Sure enough, one after another, they wanted to block all her paths.
Kang Zhi pondered for a long moment, then shook his head and refused, "Xiao Wen, is everything going to be fine just by terminating the contract with you? It's not that simple."
"How do you say that?"
"Do you remember how the Wen family poached all our artists two years ago?"
"Um."
"They're doing it again," Kang Zhi raised his head and stared at the ceiling. "It seems like this time they want to kill two birds with one stone and wipe us all out."
How could he still not react at this point? Who else could it be besides the Wen family?
Over the years, the two families have fought openly and secretly countless times.
It seems that the other party is determined to make sure that he will never be able to recover.
"It's not completely hopeless." Wen Xi said.
Print media has declined. As far as she knows, Wen's focus is now basically on film and television entertainment, and they may not have taken "Fireworks" seriously anymore.
"So what? Even if that were possible, I would never terminate the contract. When our two companies were clashing, you came to the rescue. You single-handedly took care of all the illustrations for three issues of the magazine. I still remember that! Although I, Kang Zhi, don't have much talent, I still have some sense of loyalty. I won't just abandon you when you're in trouble!"
"President..."
Before Wen Xi could react, Hao Kaixin's eyes were already filled with tears of excitement.
She knew that her president was a good person!
He is flesh and blood, full of affection and righteousness. It’s not in vain to follow him for so many years!
"You have dozens of employees under you." Wen Xi glanced at the crowd outside the door and reminded him.
Not to mention the young people who just graduated, there are also those old editors who are about to retire, and a pregnant mother with a big belly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the fat pregnant mother suddenly roared.
"Boss, I support you! Why are you afraid of them? I've long been fed up with the Wen family's arrogance!"
"That's right. Look at what they're instilling in teenagers all day long. Their values are even worse than a certain grandma's! It's simply unbearable!"
“Conquer others with virtue, and if they refuse to accept, fight them.”
"We don't want to be pinned to the ground anymore. We must stand up for once and show the heavens that we won't give up!"
Everyone was ready to go, with determination in their eyes, and no intention of backing down.
Hao Kaixin cried and laughed excitedly.
Wen Xi: “…”
"Alright!" Kang Zhi waved his hand, feeling very relieved, and exuding a desperate courage. "I just don't believe that there is no justice and fairness in this world. The Wen family wants to have all the power? It won't be that easy!"
"Then, then what should we do now, President?" The staff in charge of printing asked cautiously.
Don’t just talk, you have to come up with a charter first, time waits for no one!
"If no one prints, we can just work overtime and print it ourselves! Isn't there a ready-made workshop?"
"Fireworks" is an old magazine after all. In its heyday, it was the top domestic periodical. At that time, it had all the necessary departments and even a printing workshop. However, later on, the business was not profitable and it could not afford to support so many people, so the printing was outsourced and the workshop was abandoned.
"The workshop is ready, that's right..." the finance officer stammered.
"What is it?"
"Those devices were no longer usable and were all scrapped and sold as scrap metal not long ago."
"...Sell the house! I still have a small courtyard in my alley. It's a bit old, but the location is still good. I can sell it and buy equipment!" Kang Zhi gritted his teeth.
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