Wen Haoran flipped through the information, but suddenly, he raised his eyebrows. "It's not expensive at all. We don't need any bad dramas to capture the market. We only need to leave behind three popular IPs, so we don't need to consider the rest."

"But …" The fat man hesitated, "What if the higher ups ask?" "Today, the IP market is a mess. Our stars originally lacked visibility and couldn't compare to other celebrities' Studio and established media companies. If we don't hurry up on this, we …"

"What is it? Do you think Mrs Chu is short of money, or are you questioning my decision? " The corner of Wen Haolun's mouth slightly curled up from beginning to end. His eyes were filled with ridicule.

A group of people were rendered speechless by his rhetorical question. The fat man began to sweat, "Second Young Master, there must be a reason why the CEO asked you to take charge of Xingchen's affairs, but Xingchen has only just started. As a newly-started media company, we need to grab good resources, and we also need to nurture a group of good seedlings."

"You will also say that you need to seize good resources. You can look at the popular IP addresses you have chosen. Other than the ones in the three divisions, the rest of the slots are full. Do you intend to shoot a public mouth play or a movie?" Although Wen Haoran didn't want to work, he was 100% serious as soon as he joined.

"This …" The few people who were stopped shuddered.

When he saw this, Wen Haoran's expression eased. "Are these books in the author's hands?"

"One of them was not, we contacted her original company and checked the address provided by the contract. We found out that it was a fake address but that the phone could be reached. We contacted the author herself, she seemed to be unwilling to have her work video-screened."

You don't want to?

Are there any writers nowadays who are still unwilling to film their own works so as to raise their visibility?

Interesting.

Wen Haoran smiled. "I will personally be in charge of this person. As for the others, you will be in charge of meeting him."

"Sure, but second young master, it seems like Miss Yan wants to meet the CEO in person. Would you like to make the arrangements or …?"

"You know your CEO's style better than I do." Zhu Jiangci had not made any news of her in the past two years, and she rarely appeared in public.

He couldn't even be bothered to meet his partner, let alone a mere celebrity.

The fat man was a bit troubled, "Second Young Master, I know that the CEO doesn't like this sort of thing, but Stars is only relying on a few familiar faces to stand up for him, I'll tell you the truth!" "Miss Yan's contract is about to expire and the media is also getting restless recently. They all say that Miss Yan is not going to renew the contract with us, and she has also met with several entertainment companies recently. From the looks of it, they probably have thoughts of renewing the contract with us, and I'm thinking of asking the CEO to come forward and talk to Miss Yan. Maybe Miss Yan will change her mind?"

"Oh?" Wen Haoran chuckled. "Are you using your CEO as a bargaining chip to recruit guests?" You should be glad that he didn't hear it, otherwise you would have rolled out of here! "

"Don't even mention a single Miss Yan, even if there were ten of them, your CEO wouldn't put them in her eyes. If she's willing to renew the contract, if she isn't, she'll roll out from the stars, and if we can pick her up, we'll be able to pick up a second one."

The servants were all silent, not daring to say a single word.

Seeing them in front of him, Wen Haolun was also annoyed. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's go!"

Everyone filed out of the office, leaving only him behind. He heaved a sigh of relief.

How could there be so much waste under the Chu Clan's banner? It was no wonder that Zhu Jiangci was too lazy to take care of the subsidiary company himself.

Wen Haoran couldn't help but give Zhu Jiangci a call, telling him about Xingchen's matter. The phone call was a report on work, but in reality, he was complaining about it.

Zhu Jiangci spoke of it directly. He was quietly focusing on doing his own things, and only after Wen Haoran had said enough did he say a word of 'hard work'.

"I've given my all to such a miserable thing like that. I don't think you'd like to see this kind of woman either." Wen Haoran paused for a moment. "However, in the near future, Yan Wei will leave the stars and may cause some bruising to the stars. It will also take some time to nurture a new Flowerflower."

"Three months."

"What?" Wen Haoran was unable to react for a moment.

Zhu Jiangci said coldly, "Within three months, if you are unable to promote a new person to his current position, then I will not help you with Old Master Wen and Han Qian's matters. You can decide for yourself."

"F * ck!" Wen Haoran growled. "What are you crazy about!?" Was Yan Wei someone who could be replaced just like that? It took two years for Stellar Union to stabilize her. Now that you've given me three months to do it, you might as well kill me with a single blade! "

"You said it yourself. The stars can pick up a beautiful face and bring out a second."

"…" Was he digging a hole and burying himself?

Zhu Jiangci closed the folder, and said in an exceptionally happy tone, "I look forward to the results in three months."

"I …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhu Jiangci hung up the phone. Wen Haolun looked at the screen that was gradually darkening, and became even more manic.

Three months!

Zhu Jiangci must be crazy!

Wen Haoran, who had tricked him, was in an extremely bad mood. Even the other people who came to report their work were not fond of him.

After staying in the company for less than two hours, he left. Before he left, he only said this irresponsible sentence.

In fact, Wen Haoran left for official business. After he got someone to contact the author, the other party relented and was willing to meet with him. In order to express their sincerity, he personally came out to meet with him.

When he reached the café, Wen Haoran took a look around from the doorway, but he didn't see anyone who looked like the person he was looking for.

Wen Haolun dialed the other party's number. After he answered the phone, the other party vaguely said, "They should be here soon …"

"Should?" Wen Haolun frowned.

The other party laughed and said, "We're almost there. Please wait a little longer."

After saying that, he hung up.

Wen Haoran's complexion was not good. He had been hung up many times throughout the day.

He had no choice but to find a place to sit down before the other party arrived and send a text message to him.

After waiting for almost 15 minutes, the person they were waiting for hadn't arrived yet, so Wen Haoran decided to play a game on his mobile.

"I'm sorry, but the road is blocked. I'm late." A beautiful voice entered his ears.

Wen Haolun put away his mobile and looked up to see the other party's face. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. How could there be such a coincidence?