"Can He Ci tolerate this?" Cen Yu felt that he couldn't tolerate it either.
As one of Yunxing's veterans, with so many big-name artists under his command and as a senior executive of the company, how could He Ci have his victory snatched away by a parachuted-in team?
Old Gao looked miserable. "So now the company says they'll give it a try."
"He Ci still controls the resources for acting and variety shows."
"But he takes the lead in fashion and music-related matters."
Well, they've split the group in two!
Cen Yu finally understood why Lao Gao looked like he had swallowed a bitter pill after he came out. Putting aside the fact that he was going to be transferred to manage other artists, the fact that it was almost like an internal team battle made him feel awkward.
Cen Yu certainly didn't think that an ordinary parachuted-in person could have such great authority.
To put it bluntly, Yunxing was also testing the waters. They probably felt that He Ci controlled too many resources, was practically the only one who could have the final say in the company, and had too much influence, which was causing the bosses some trouble.
They were also afraid that if He Ci left his job and started his own company, he would take a group of artists who were on good terms with him with him.
That's why they decided to cultivate a new force to counter He Ci. This way, not only will agents like Lao Gao need to form a team, but their group of artists will probably also need to form a team.
"Troublesome," Cen Yu thought to himself. He glanced at Lao Gao and asked, "What's this guy's surname?"
“Yan”.
“…?” Cen Yu pondered the surname carefully, then looked at Lao Gao uncertainly, “If I’m not mistaken, is the boss of Yunxing also surnamed Yan?”
Old Gao wiped his face. "It's exactly what you mean."
Good grief! What airborne troops?! It's clearly the Crown Prince returning home in triumph.
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