After the two of them returned, they immediately used their positions to find the singers under their banner.
Anyone who has been in contact with Chu Tianyao recently has been put on a list.
"Everyone, although I am your boss in normal times, to be honest, we complement each other in the recording industry."
"You need me to release records, and I also need you to produce high-quality records. This has always been the case in the industry, and I don't want to break the rules."
"But recently, some people have begun to challenge this rule and challenge this authority. I hope that some of you will be willing to stand up!"
Jin Yangping stared at the singers gathered in the conference room in front of him, and first made a move to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.
He hoped that someone would take the initiative to stand up under oppression.
After all, Jin Yangping knew that these singers were divided into different classes in terms of popularity and income.
So as long as Jin Yangping makes some small plans, someone will definitely be able to stand up.
It's a pity that after Jin Yangping finished talking for a long time, no one could take the initiative to stand up and admit this.
"Are you determined to go against me?"
"I'm telling you, just because you don't admit something doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I have evidence in my hands!"
Jin Yangping spoke again, and at this time Li Keqin, one of PolyGram's most famous masters, stood up.
"Boss, if you have anything to say, just say it. We don't understand these convoluted riddles."
"Yes, boss, didn't you say you have evidence?
Why don't you just take it out?"
After Li Hackin spoke, many singers started to support him, which made Jin Yangping very angry.
Because Jin Yangping usually knows that these singers will not be so united in order to compete for rankings.
An inexplicable doubt flashed through his heart. Did these singers suddenly learn to unite overnight?
The reason why Jin Yangping was able to hold a criticism meeting today was not because he was unprepared.
Before leaving, Li Zekai sent him some photos secretly taken by his men.
So now Jin Yangping has put this photo on the big screen.
"You're still being stubborn, aren't you?
Open your eyes and take a good look!"
"What are you all gathering for?"
Faced with doubts, all the singers were speechless. At this time, Leslie Cheung stood up again.
"The people who appear in the photos are all singers, and they are all our friends in the industry."
"Of course we gather together to have a party and sing. Is there anything else we can do?"
"Boss, what else do you want to say?
If it’s still not nutritious, I’ll leave first.”
Leslie Cheung is the most difficult person among this group of people, who allows him to develop comprehensively as a three-dimensional artist in film, television, singing and singing.
In other words, even if you break up with Jin Yangping today, you won't have to worry about having nothing to eat in the future.
So when Jin Yangping saw him taking the initiative to stand up, he was somewhat unable to bear it.
"You... don't act like a bastard for me here!"
"I'm not trying to show off, I'm just telling the truth."
Leslie Cheung shrugged at this time, and then looked back at the person behind him.
"It seems that the boss has nothing to say, so let's leave!"
After saying that, everyone dispersed in a hurry, and Jin Yangping was so angry that his teeth almost broke.
"Leslie Cheung! Don't forget that I am the boss of PolyGram!"
Facing the angry Jin Yangping, Leslie Cheung's reaction was still calm and calm.
"Yes, yes, even the King of Heaven is here and I can't change this fact."
"But I announced that I will not release records from now on, can you still control me?"
As soon as these words came out, Jin Yangping was stunned for an instant and could only watch Leslie Cheung leave gracefully.
After Leslie Cheung left, Jin Yangping slumped on a chair and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"It's impossible. Even if he can still make movies, why does he suddenly stop releasing records?"
This is a big piece of cake, both for Jin Yangping and Leslie Cheung.
It always makes people feel a little strange that these words come from Leslie Cheung's own mouth.
Because the loss would be too great for him.
"No, I have to call Lao Wu and see how the situation is over there."
So Jin Yangping immediately contacted Warner boss Wu Chengfu.
"Old Wu, how is the situation over there?"
When Wu Chengfu heard this, he also sighed heavily.
"Hey, don't mention it. I interrogated you all afternoon and I didn't even come up with any questions."
"These people are like eating weights. No matter what the question, they always answer the same question and go to see their friends."
"This is how to do?
How should we deal with Mr. Li?"
Jin Yangping was worried about this problem, so he came to ask Wu Chengfu.
Who knows that the news here about Wu Chengfu is not satisfactory either.
"My situation here is similar to yours, it's really unlucky!"
"But Lao Wu, we can't give up, otherwise we really won't be able to deliver the job by then!"
"We can defeat them one by one, and find a few weak-willed people to use sticks and candied dates together. Maybe it will have a miraculous effect!"
Upon hearing Jin Yangping's suggestion, Wu Chengfu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It makes sense, I'll give it a try now!"
"Lao Jin, we are just grasshoppers tied to the same rope now. If you get results, don't hide it from me!"
"Of course not, go quickly and don't waste time!"
After hanging up the phone, Jin Yangping also began to follow the same pattern, and Wu Chengfu had already begun to take action.
He was full of hope and arranged for his men to defeat this group of difficult singers one by one.
As time went by, Wu Chengfu found that this method did not seem to work.
He interrogated almost a dozen singers in a row. Although everyone's answers were not watertight, the core ideas never changed.
Wu Chengfu felt that even if he continued to ask questions, the result would probably be this.
Wu Chengfu, who had no choice but to sigh, lay down on the sofa.
He kept scratching his head, and suddenly there was a knock on the office door.
"Who?"
"Dad, it's me."
His son Wu Yongsi walked in with a smile, and Wu Chengfu knew what he was doing at the first sight.
"What are you doing here?
Are you here to ask for money again?”
"Hey... Dad, how do you know?"
"How much does it cost?"
"Not much, more than three million. I plan to modify some of my cars."
It sounds like Wu Yongsi started a new hobby after quitting gambling.
Three million was nothing to Wu Chengfu. He took out a card from the drawer and gave some instructions.
"There are five million here, so save some money."
"And you have to be safe, you know?"
"I understand, Dad, I don't drive it very much after I modified the car. I only use it to... pick up girls!"
Wu Yongsi smiled slightly, took the card and was about to leave, but the thing in his hand caught Wu Chengfu's attention.