"Holy shit!"
The assistant swore, "Boss, good days are here! We need to cling to this young master's coattails!"
"Hurry, hurry, get moving, get moving, release the news. Oh, and don't say it's the chairman's illegitimate son. Only heaven, earth, you, and I know."
"Supervisor, it's all set."
In the past, if a leader were parachuted in, Zhang Xincheng would definitely not have been happy.
But now the branch office is just a shell. It's already difficult for Chinese industries to develop overseas, and they're being targeted by local companies here. Whoever takes it over is doomed.
It may seem like the head office has invested a lot of 50 million US dollars, but with the behemoth Sihai Group watching behind the scenes, an investment of 100 million US dollars won't be enough. Sooner or later, they will be crushed by that giant mountain.
When Zhang Xincheng thought about the leaders who were about to be parachuted down to take charge of these departments, his attitude was incredibly good and wonderful.
They even wanted to create a chaotic atmosphere in the composition department.
The floor was covered with scraps of paper.
However.
Evening Glow was already in a huge predicament. After the news spread, some of the artists in the contract department who were already planning to switch companies chose to resign and switch companies directly after the news came out.
There are currently two groups of people resigning and changing jobs.
The first batch, with popularity, don't need to worry about breaching contracts; if they switch to other companies, someone will help these artists turn their careers around.
The second batch is somewhat popular, but the contracts are about to expire.
This led to the head of the signing department storming into the composition department in a rage: "Zhang Xincheng, what the hell do you mean? The company is already in trouble and you still want to spread rumors? The head office is sending a batch of artists over to develop? Develop my ass! The branch office is already struggling to even promote its own artists, and you want to train another batch of artists? Are you out of your mind?"
"This is not a rumor, Lao Gou, let me explain first."
With his chest heaving violently, Manager Gou of the Contracts Department shouted, "I'd like to see what kind of nonsense you can come up with."
Zhang Xincheng revealed all the appointments made by the head office, concealing the fact that Li Zhaoyang might be the chairman's illegitimate son, but he explained everything else in detail.
“What good is fifty million US dollars?” Manager Gou said anxiously. “It’s already difficult for our branch to expand in the US market. This fifty million is just enough to train the batch of artists transferred from headquarters. Our real problem now is that we are being targeted by the big company Sihai Group. They want to drive us out of the US market completely. They don’t have the time to train another batch of artists. I’m tired!”
"Old Gou, are you short-sighted? Do I have to spell it out for you? A new director has been parachuted in to oversee several of our department heads. If we have a leader to manage us and then we're targeted by everyone, who will be held responsible for the revenue losses?" Zhang Xincheng laughed. "That parachuted Director Zhang is our great benefactor, you know what I mean? Start sucking up to him."
Upon hearing this, Manager Gou suddenly understood: "...That makes sense. However, the artists in my contract department are all clamoring to resign and switch companies when they hear that the head office is going to transfer a batch of artists."
"What impact will it have?" Zhang Xincheng asked, his hands in his pockets.
"So what do you want to do?" After hearing that he had a leader in charge, Lao Gou was not so hard to accept when a batch of new artists came.
Anyway, if the branch office gets deeper and deeper into trouble, they, as "small" managers, won't need to take the blame.
"See my department? It's a mess." Zhang Xincheng immediately put on an embarrassed look: "Let the new leader know that our branch is in a very urgent situation. It's not that we're incompetent, it's that our competitors are too strong. If we handle this well, we might be able to be transferred back to China without even meeting this year's performance targets."
I no longer dare to hope for a promotion back to China; being transferred back to headquarters would be the best option.
What the two managers didn't know was that with Li Zhaoyang's imminent arrival, the Wanxia branch would be revitalized.
"Okay, I'll get right on it." Before leaving, Manager Gou added, "How come I never realized you were so smart, you bastard?"
After the two supervisors reached a consensus, Li Zhaoyang and Zhang Shulan walked out of the elevator and saw the composition department in a state of disarray.
Time returns to the afternoon.
Zhang Shulan frowned: "Why is it so messy? Where is your department head?"
The songwriters and composers in the department are all pointing in a certain direction.
"I'm here...I'm here." Zhang Xincheng, disheveled, ran out, clearly in a state of disarray.
"What's going on? Didn't we receive a notification?" Zhang Shulan had a bad impression of this department.
"Received it, but... sigh."
Zhang Xincheng was just waiting for the new director to ask that question.
"Director Zhang, you may not know much about the branch company. Our branch company's revenue performance has always met the target in previous years. But starting this year, many shares of the Sihai Group have been acquired by these wealthy foreigners. They want to take over several music companies in Chinatown and change the development direction of these companies to the English market."
Unfortunately for us, Sunset Glow became the first target. In less than a few months, the market share of Chinese songs was squeezed by at least 50%. Damn it... um... sorry Director Zhang, I lost my composure."
After Zhang Xincheng finished speaking, he didn't forget to look at what the new director thought about this matter.
Trying to read some emotion from the other person's face.
To everyone's surprise, Zhang Shulan nodded gently: "Where's my office?"
“Over there, it’s all tidied up.” Zhang Xincheng pointed to the most conspicuous corner.
"Prepare a larger office for Li Zhaoyang as well. In ten minutes, have all the supervisors come here for a meeting and report all the issues."
"Good." Zhang Xincheng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the new director had no intention of shirking his responsibilities.
However, he keenly noticed a key word.
Prepare a larger office for Li Zhaoyang.
As expected of the chairman's illegitimate son, with this treatment, he's definitely a little prince.
"Zhaoyang, you must be thirsty after traveling all this way. Go get him a good cup of coffee and let him sit down and enjoy it," Zhang Xincheng instructed.
The assistant complied.
From then on, all the songwriters and composers in the department could see that Li Zhaoyang was receiving leader-like treatment.
They were full of questions. When did a bronze-level songwriter get this kind of treatment?
The company is facing an urgent crisis, how can the supervisor still have time to chat?
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