Zhao Liang's smile faded slightly. "Zheng Xiuli is a second-tier actress, while Cang Mingyue is a first-tier actress. If Cang Mingyue loses in a head-to-head match, it will be quite a show."
"It's a case of killing the chicken to scare the monkey. It's not just about the singers at Qingcheng Film and Television, but also the composers who write the lyrics and songs for Qingcheng Film and Television. Let's see who will give Qingcheng Film and Television face in the future. I don't mind having another showdown."
Looking at Fang Yang's murderous expression, Zhao Liang couldn't help but feel sorry for the boss of Qingcheng Film and Television. If you want to sell the company, just sell it honestly. Why do you have to make a show of loyalty and try to please the future boss? The problem is, do you have the ability to do that? Now the biggest possibility is that you will lose more than you gain!
Early in the morning, Zhao Liang drove away from the hotel to continue doing his own thing. When Fang Yang woke up, he was still woken up by the phone ringing. He answered the phone with one eye half-closed and mumbled, "Who is it? So early in the morning."
"Mr. Fang, are you up? Come down for breakfast."
Fang Yang glanced at his phone and saw it was Zheng Xiuli. It was already past eight o'clock. "Okay, you can go down now. I'll get up right away."
"Hurry up, or the hotel will run out of food."
Across from her, Zheng Xiuli was still nagging, "Uncle Zhu and I have already arrived at the restaurant. How about we order some for you first, so you can eat right away when you come down?"
"Then you can order some things. It's just some morning tea and dim sum, and it will take some time to prepare."
After saying that, Fang Yang quickly got up. Although it was already the end of October, the temperature in Guangzhou was still over 20 degrees Celsius, so wearing long pants and short sleeves was still quite simple.
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