Bai Qianmo remained silent, her slender, jade-like hand rhythmically tapping the tabletop as she fell into deep thought.
"Only a few of us know the script. Everyone here is someone I trust. Besides you, the only outsider who has seen the script is Wang Jing."
Li Song's expression changed drastically, and a loud bang echoed in his mind.
“Wang Jing is a friend of mine for many years. How could he plagiarize our script and give it to someone else? No way, I have to call him and confront him.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Song took out his phone and dialed Wang Jing's number, but the other party did not answer.
"I'm going to find him!"
"No need. Even if you confront him, he will deny it outright. You gave him a paper version of the script. Even if he resells it to someone else, we have no evidence to prove that the script belongs to us."
Su Peishan said with a gloomy face, "Are we just going to let these shameless people steal our script?"
Rong Yu said in a deep voice, "The other party obtained the filming permit first, and we don't have any substantial evidence to prove that the script is by Tengyue. If we rashly cause trouble, it will only allow the other party to overwhelm us in public opinion."
Xia Wei said anxiously, "What can we do? This is Qianmo's hard work. That novelist is shameless. If you can't write it yourself, you can't steal someone else's work."
Su Peishan looked at Bai Qianmo: "Qianmo, do you have any ideas?"
Bai Qianmo said expressionlessly, "I will handle this matter. You all continue with your original plans. Li Song, contact the filming team as soon as possible. Director Jiang, have the cinematographers you introduced sign contracts with us as soon as possible. Our filming deadline may need to be brought forward. Rong Yu and Xia Wei, you must digest this script within a week. Your success is crucial."
"Alright, that concludes today's meeting."
Leaving the meeting room
Bai Qianmo returned to her office, took out her phone, and made a call.
The call was answered quickly, and the person seemed somewhat surprised: "Miss Bai?"
"Mr. Wei, I hope I'm not disturbing you by calling at this time?"
Old Wei smiled and said, "No, no, I was going to call you at noon anyway. Are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to my home."
Bai Qianmo raised an eyebrow slightly. What a coincidence.
"I'm free."
"Okay, tell me your address, and I'll send a driver to pick you up tonight."
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Qianmo sent the address to Old Wei, then picked up her water glass and walked to the French windows. She gazed at the azure sky with a distant look, seemingly detached from everything, but in reality, her mind was racing.
After finishing her glass of water, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the glass, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.
He picked up his phone and called Chen Xiang.
"Come to my office."
A moment later, Chen Xiang knocked on the door and came in.
"boss."
Bai Qianmo turned to look at him: "How much do you know about Prosperous Film and Television?"
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