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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nThe staff member nodded, turned off his cell phone, and returned to his room to sit down to negotiate with Chang Ping.

n“Director Chang, look, we will give you 60% of the profits. If you agree, we will cooperate. This is already our biggest concession.” The staff member tried his best to lower his stance and try to persuade him nicely.

nChang Ping did not hide it anymore. “Please go back. I will not agree. Moreover, I have already signed a contract with Feng Entertainment. It will only be shown in his cinemas.”

nThe staff member’s heart sank. He knew that there was no hope left.

nWith a cold expression, he took the documents and returned to Fei Long Film.

nAfter hearing what Chang Ping said, Li Yongnian kicked the desk in front of him. “This Feng Shuo is really sinister and cunning.”

n“Chairman, what should we do now?”

nLi Yongnian lit a cigarette. He usually liked to smoke, but he usually kept it at around five cigarettes. Now, he had to smoke two boxes of cigarettes every day.

nHe waved his hand. “Go out.”

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nLi Yongnian put the cigarette to his lips and took a deep breath before spitting it out again. Soon, the entire office was filled with the pungent smell of smoke.

n“Feng Shuo.”

nThese two words were practically squeezed out through the gaps between his teeth.

nFeng Entertainment had been established before and had occupied half of the movie theater’s territory since a long time ago. Li Yongnian had relied on suppressing his opponents to develop Fei Long Film.

nLi Yongnian was naturally unwilling to let Feng Entertainment take over a portion of the market. He had long suppressed Feng Entertainment in the open and in the dark.

nSeeing that he was about to succeed, he did not expect that at this juncture, a blockbuster ‘Floating Cloud Atlas’ would appear.

nLooking at the current situation, it was not a problem for Feng Shuo to make a few billion with this movie. Feng Entertainment could also turn the tables.

nTwo years of hard work had gone down the drain.

nHis own company had also suffered a heavy blow.

nHow could Chang Ping, a small newcomer director, make such a movie?

nAnd Feng Shuo, where did he get the promotional methods? It couldn’t have been his own idea.

nIf he had such methods, how could Feng Entertainment have fallen into crisis, even to the point of bankruptcy?

nLi Yongnian could not understand.

nHow could Feng Shuo have the chance to turn things around? Which step had gone wrong?

nLi Yongnian’s hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

nAll these years, Long Fei Film had been suppressing Feng Entertainment. Feng Shuo had always been a vengeful person, but at that time, he had no time to care about Fei Long Film.

nNow, Feng Entertainment was at its peak, while Fei Long Film had suffered heavy losses.

nOnce Feng Shuo took revenge on Fei Long Film…

nLi Yongnian’s fingertip was burned by a cigarette butt, and his mood became even more agitated.

nHe regretted listening to that person and not releasing ‘Floating Cloud Atlas’.

nIf…

nBut there were no ‘ifs’ in life.

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nLi Yongnian pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray in frustration.

nSitting on the chair, he kept thinking of ways to deal with it.

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nThe H City Painting Association had already stopped receiving manuscripts and started the selection of paintings.

nThere were nearly two thousand works participating in the selection.

nThe H City Painting Association attached great importance to the Youth Painting Competition. The Youth Painting Competition was a competition at the highest level for young students. If one obtained a better ranking in the Youth Painting Competition, not only would they receive a large sum of money from the Association, but it would also increase the reputation of the Association.

nThe works participating in the selection were first screened by the members of the Association, and a hundred were selected. After that, the President of the Association would make the final decision.

nThey judged very quickly. In less than an hour, they had looked at nearly 200 works.

nOn the next day, they had basically finished judging.

nThe President of the Association, Wu Chong, walked over and asked, “How many more are there?”

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