Chapter 405: Your Wife and Child are in My Hands
Xia Weibao, ’’...’’
Xia Shi, ’’...’’
Xu Jiayang, ’’...’’
I really wanted to remind him that Hongtu was about to close down too, did he still have the face to look down on others?
"What’s with that look in your eyes?"
Stared at with the eyes one would use on an idiot, Leng Yan was utterly clueless.
"Nothing, just think you’re very smart."
As Xu Jiayang spoke, he started to look up President Zheng’s number in his contact list.
And Foolish Leng, completely missing the sarcasm in his voice, slapped his thigh with utmost narcissism.
"Just so-so, just a bit smarter than you lot."
Everyone, ’’...’’
Leng Yan, "Let me tell you, the rapid decline of Youju must have someone stirring trouble from behind. Don’t be like us, attracting all the hate."
As soon as he said this, the office went quiet for two seconds.
People exchanged glances, considering the possibility.
Even if a website was out of sync with the times, the reputation and traffic were there; it couldn’t just collapse overnight.
Unless someone was manipulating things from behind...
Xia Weibao held his forehead, ’Birds of a feather flock together; people are known by the company they keep.’ The ancients never lied to me.
At the headquarters of Youju Video, President Zheng gathered the few remaining employees.
He took out some red packets from the drawer.
Looking world-weary, a mix of heartache and reluctance on his face.
"This is the severance pay, one for each of you, take it and go. The company... can’t hold on any longer."
As if they had anticipated this end, nobody uttered a word, silently standing there with their red packets in hand.
A somber mood enveloped the room.
Even two of the more emotional female employees had started to wipe away tears secretly.
Youju was going downhill day by day, staff who dug tunnels dug, those who wanted to leave left, leaving only these few veteran employees who had been with the company since the beginning.
Youju was their blood, sweat, and tears, their child; watching it deteriorate was truly heartbreaking.
They did their best, but still couldn’t reverse the decline.
Employee A wiped away tears, "President Zheng, do we really have to dissolve the company?"
Once someone took the lead, others also spoke out.
"Yeah, President Zheng, let’s try to think of something else, like bringing in some popular dramas."
"Exactly, there’s an abundance of dramas starring those popular young actors and actresses today, if we just license one or two of them, there is still hope."
"That’s right..."
But unexpectedly, President Zheng slammed the table in anger, "Can you even watch those traffic-driven pieces? They’re all superficial, lacking any quality. I’d rather go bankrupt than broadcast those unethical dramas!"
It was because he loved watching TV dramas that he started a video website.
Watching the quality of domestic dramas decline every day, all those so-called big-budget productions, where half the budget goes to the actors’ salaries and they have cheap, low-quality special effects, are they even watchable?
Meanwhile, those truly talented veteran actors receive pitifully low compensation.
It’s a phenomenon that chills the heart.
Just a few days ago, when discussing this impetuous nature of the entertainment industry with a veteran actor, he sighed helplessly, ’What can we do, we’re not popular.’
That summed up so much of the bitterness.
Maybe he was getting old, past the age of caring for fame and profit. Money didn’t matter to him anymore.
All he wanted was to hold on to that original intention in his heart.
Time to dissolve the company. To others, it might seem stubborn and conservative.
But to him, it was about staying true to his principles.
Just then, the phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID with a frown but still pressed the answer button.
From the phone came a voice so arrogant it made you want to punch him, "Hello, is this President Zheng of Youju Video?"
"Yes."
"This is Leng Yan from Hongtu Media. Your wife and son are in my hands."