"Zhang Wenlan, Zuo Jingqiu, go to the HR department and sign the termination papers."
"Manager Gou shouted."
The head of the human resources department quickly stood up: "Gentlemen, please come with me."
Zhang Shulan is clearly just trying to make a scene as a new official, wanting to make an example of someone.
This nipps the problem in the bud.
"Director Zhang, do you really dare to fire us?" Zuo Jingqiu's expression immediately turned cold, and she confronted him head-on.
The gunpowder exploded instantly.
Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu planned to bring their colleagues to the director's place to cause trouble, hoping to get headquarters to retract its orders and make those artists stay in the country instead of competing with them for resources.
I never expected the director to be so headstrong, completely ignorant of the rules. Isn't he afraid of accelerating the branch's decline?
Zhang Wenlan: "Director Zhang, what makes you think you can fire us? Is it because you were parachuted in? Or because you think firing us will revive the company's revenue? Or because you have this bronze-level songwriter by your side? You're only here because of the fifty million US dollars invested by the head office. That little bit of money won't even make a ripple in a branch office."
Zhang Shulan showed an expression of interest: "Has this always been their attitude?"
Supervisor Gou dared not respond to the director's words, cold sweat broke out on his brow, and he frantically gave Zhang Xincheng meaningful glances.
"Director..." Zhang Xincheng jumped in to save the day: "The main problem is that the headquarters wants to send artists here to develop their careers. It's really unfair to these artists who have been rooted in the branch company for several years. They all want to protect their own interests."
"So you're using threats against your superiors to protect your own interests?" Zhang Shulan, too lazy to waste words, suddenly raised her voice: "Does anyone else have any questions? Bring them up together."
The entire room fell silent; no one dared to be the first to speak up.
Zhang Shulan: "Since there are no problems, HR department, please take these two artists to sign the termination procedures."
“We did nothing wrong. The company terminated our contract, so they need to pay us compensation!” Zuo Jingqiu struggled to her feet and began to regret her actions.
"Just compensate as required." Zhang Shulan looked at the head of the human resources department.
"Is this the leadership style of the head office? They don't even know the rules. I think this company, Sunset Glow, will go bankrupt sooner or later!" Zuo Jingqiu was furious and slammed the door as she left.
Zhang Wenlan turned and left with a cold face: "When the revenue of the Sihai Group is targeted and plummets, don't beg us to come back. Without me and Jingqiu, I wonder who will record most of the works of the Evening Glow Composition Department!"
Stepping outside, Zhang Wenlan turned back and gave Zhang Shulan a cold look, giving her a final warning: "Director Zhang, this is the United States, not China. Using the same methods as in China to manage departments will only lead to their collapse sooner or later. You managers should be more careful. When the time comes, you'll be begging us to come back, and our share of the profits will increase by at least 5 percent."
The two women left in anger, leaving the crowd in silence.
The group of celebrities were completely stunned.
They were originally encouraged to come by Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu. Now that things have turned out like this, will the new director make an example of them?
"Go back, everyone." Zhang Shulan looked at the artists.
They stood there, dumbfounded.
"Didn't you hear what the director said? Go back to your department!" Supervisor Gou gave them a cold look.
Without a leader, how could these artists, some with some fame and some with little fame, dare to stay here?
If the director dares to fire popular singers like Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu, what chance do they have against minor figures like them?
With the person who caused the problem dealt with, Zhang Shulan got down to business: "Judging from what they just said, most of the compositions in the composition department were recorded by that Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu?"
“Yes…” Zhang Xincheng nodded.
“If you have internal problems, don’t blame the Sihai Group for targeting you first,” Zhang Shulan said. “The 50 million yuan will arrive tomorrow morning. Next, we will reorganize all departments of Wanxia. Cases like Zhang Wenlan’s must not be allowed to happen again.”
It's astonishing that two popular artists have written most of the compositions for a single department.
"Then?" Zhang Xincheng asked, "Should we recruit more singers?"
"We will recruit more well-known foreign language singers and then sign contracts in three groups: Chinese group, foreign language group, and all-around group."
Upon hearing the director's words, it was Director Gou's turn to be stumped. He thought his work experience was extensive, but he still couldn't keep up with the director's thinking: "Director... um, I don't understand why the artists in the contract department are divided into three groups, and our Evening Glow has rarely expanded into foreign language songs before."
Zhang Shulan: "The fact that we rarely expanded in the past does not mean that we will now."
Zhang Xincheng stood up for Lao Gou: "Director, that's true, but you just fired Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu. In the next month, many compositions in the composition department will be idle. At this time, you still want to spend unnecessary money to recruit foreign language singers. What is your plan...?"
Not to mention Zhang Xincheng, none of the managers present could have guessed the director's plan.
Shouldn't the company be recruiting more well-known Chinese singers now? Why are they recruiting foreign language singers instead? Unless there's a foreign language song that can make the company successful, it's all for nothing and a lot of unnecessary money will be wasted.
Supervisor Gou and the other department heads listened attentively, eager to hear what the director's plan was.
"Zhaoyang, come here."
While waiting for their flight at the airport, Li Zhaoyang had already played the audio file of "Sold Out" for Zhang Shulan.
When Zhang Shulan listened to it, she was completely blown away by Zhao Yang's lyrics and music.
It's understandable that her previous works like "Sorrow," "Countdown," and "Decent" were of such high quality, but this is the first time she's seen someone create such a wonderful piece after switching from Chinese to English.
Moreover, "Sold Out" is quite different from traditional English songs on the market. It is a classic and beautiful song with a rhythmic melody, which will have a very high degree of integration and popularity.
In terms of rhythm alone, this song's high-energy sections are perfect for many short videos that require precise timing; they fit together perfectly.
The moment Zhang Shulan stepped into the composition department, the plan to pave the way for Zhaoyang slowly took shape.
"Sold Out" is Zhaoyang's first stepping stone in the American music scene. This stepping stone can not only knock on the door, but can even smash the door down.
Li Zhaoyang took out his phone: "Manager Zhang Xincheng, right? What's your email address? I'll encrypt this English song and send it to you."
Zhang Xincheng hadn't expected this young master to be serious, and then looked uncertainly at Zhang Shulan: "Director..."
"Send it to him." Zhang Shulan said with a serious expression.
Zhang Xincheng thought to himself, "Is this young master planning to release a new song right after he reports to the company?"
Could this be part of headquarters' plan?
Is it really appropriate to use the future of the branch company to train this young prince?
Is the head office really that arrogant?
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