In a villa decorated in an American pastoral style, the nanny walked quietly from behind the leather sofa, picked up the broom with a little distress, and carefully cleaned up the precious porcelain that fell on the ground.
It has always been placed in a conspicuous place in the living room. I occasionally talked to the driver at home before, saying that it was a thing from the Qing Dynasty and was worth a lot of money.
It's a pity that this one was broken into pieces today.
Wu Guoyu walked in from outside wearing slippers, looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.
Wu Di was sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control boredly and changing the channels on the TV. When he saw his father coming in, he raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Dad, you are back!"
"Have you eaten your meal?"
"No, let's eat together when you come back!" Wu Di stopped at a random stage and threw the remote control aside.
"Aunt Chen, go get ready!"
The nanny said yes and hurried away.
"Have you gone to see Mr. Luo?"
Seeing the old man's tired appearance, Wu Di took his coat and laid it flat on the sofa.
"Go sit in his office for a while and ask about your affairs!"
Wu Guoyu sat down on the sofa nearby, smiled at his handsome and upright son, pressed his hands, and motioned for him to sit down too.
"Aren't you feeling happy?"
Seeing the relaxed look on the old man's face, Wu Di was not affected by it and smiled: "I don't understand and can't figure it out, but Mr. Luo should have done this for his own consideration. I just obey the order!"
"You didn't tell me the truth!" Wu Guoyu reached out and tapped Wu Di, "You are my son, and I feel unhappy, let alone you, Lao Luo, how you handled this matter is really unreasonable!"
Wu Di didn't respond and smiled with a grimace.
"But you too, why bother with people from small companies? They are all hanging out at the bottom. If you go up against them, they will bite you to the death. This will give others a chance to make a fuss, right?
This time, you really were careless!"
"I thought it was a trivial matter, but I didn't expect that it would eventually lead to Mr. Luo personally intervening!"
Wu Di spread his hands.
"As the saying goes, it's a trivial matter, but you can't prevent others from making a fuss out of it!"
"Dad, what do you mean?" Wu Di seemed a little confused.
He thought it was a capsized boat in the gutter, but it seemed that things were far from as simple as he thought.
"Let's not talk about this first. Let's talk about you first. According to your temper, you don't want to worry about a little person. There must be some reason, right?"
Wu Guoyu is very satisfied with his son, Mo Ruoru, who has become the manager of the performing arts department at a young age with his true talents and learning. Although his influence is more or less present, among a group of old guys
, no one’s son can compare to Wu Di, this is obvious to all, he has always been very proud of this.
"In the beginning, it was actually just to help a friend! However, later on I didn't expect that I would be resented by someone!"
What Wu Di said is somewhat biased.
However, Wu Guoyu obviously believed what his son said, and right or wrong was undoubtedly not his focus.
"What you did was a bit reckless!"
"Yes, Dad!"
Wu Di also felt a little regretful at this moment, mainly because his arrogant attitude was deliberately recorded. This actually didn't matter. After all, he was not one of his artists who was exposed to the public all day long. Although there were some in the circle
He has a certain degree of popularity, but it will not be known to the general public. What he did not expect was that someone would deliberately make a fuss about this, or even cause him to fall from his current position.
This psychological deficit was what made him most unhappy.
"Every time you take a step, you gain wisdom!"
"Dad, is there no room for recovery?" Wu Di asked anxiously.
"It's not Lao Luo's style to change things from morning to night. If you want him to change his mind, unless Lao Fan speaks in person, have you gone to see your Uncle Fan?"
"Meet Uncle Fan?" Wu Di didn't understand.
"What the company needs now is stability. Luo Youhua may have deliberately suppressed you for this reason, or he may have other plans, but your Uncle Fan trusts you, and you have to listen to his opinion.
!”
When Wu Guoyu said this, the expression on his face was somewhat strange.
Wu Di seemed to understand a little bit, "Then I'll go visit Uncle Fan tomorrow?"
"Well, chat with him more and listen to his thoughts. Maybe things will turn around!"
Wu Di nodded, but after all he couldn't hold it back and asked: "Dad, where is Maple Leaf Capital?"
Wu Guoyu glanced at his son in surprise, "What news did you hear?"
"Is this really happening?"
“Business cooperation negotiations, what’s all the fuss about!”
"Dad, what you said is easy. The entertainment industry itself is a place where fake news is flying all over the place. When big capital comes into contact with our company, those who are sensitive have already smelled it. There are all kinds of things, and some reporters followed suit and wrote random things. Financial reporters also
That’s all, especially the entertainment reporters, who almost wrote this news into a comic novel. However, the news from the company’s internal management is relatively simple and straightforward, but it doesn’t sound like good news!”
While Wu Di was talking, he looked at his old man's expression.
Groundless rumors may not be unfounded. If the rumors are true, they will affect the interests of everyone involved, and as a director of the group, Wu Guoyu must be the first to bear the brunt.
"Everything has two sides, and good and bad are also relative. The overall situation of the entertainment industry at this stage is not optimistic, and official restrictions and guidance are becoming more and more strict. Coupled with the impact of many external factors such as the epidemic itself, the company
If you want to develop further and break your inherent status, you have to make some changes!"
Wu Guoyu said calmly.
Wu Di was shocked. He was not a fool. Of course, he could hear the old man's attitude from his words, but it was unclear whether he was luring a wolf into the house.
Moreover, what's Uncle Fan's attitude?
"But……"
"Nothing is impossible. This is business. In the early years, the company made too much progress. Now the competition pressure has increased, and the net profit has shrunk. This is an indisputable fact. If we want to continue to maintain the current situation, we must make
Changes are natural, don’t you even understand this?”
"Dad, that's not what I meant. It's just that considering your attitude regarding my status, my situation in the company will become very embarrassing!"
He suddenly thought whether stepping down from the position of acting department manager was the result of the conflict of interest involved. If so, he would definitely be dissatisfied.