Chapter 556: 296: Pei Muchan's Thoughts
Chapter 556: Chapter 296: Pei Muchan’s Thoughts
Jiang Ling had been quite happy these days; ever since “The Legend of Martial Arts” aired, sales for “Arch-Enemy” had been soaring upward.
The only downside was that the salted-fish boss had been out of touch for nearly half a month.
Sometimes she really felt like she was attending a fake class, spending her days even more leisurely than when she was with Yun Yi. If it weren’t for her actively seeking out commercial performances, she might as well have been lying flat.
The boss didn’t urge her, because he simply didn’t care about her meager earnings division.
It seemed the whole purpose of her existence was to stand as a figurehead in the company’s music division. Fortunately, since she had made an effort early on, that figurehead happened to be her.
Thinking about this, Jiang Ling was particularly annoyed.
Back at Yun Yi, she was at least one of the main pillars of the company, although this pillar was slightly bloated. But at the very least, she was the thickest screw, wasn’t she?
Now, here at Sky Light Film and Television, this small company with far fewer people than Yun Yi, she had become an insignificant piece.
In this tiny company, not even as big as a hair of Yun Yi’s scale, she was handling high-quality resources that were several grades higher than before, living like a little pop queen but playing an insignificant role.
When the company was deserted, she didn’t even dare to boil water, because then the company would have two boiling things. She didn’t dare to clean because then she would be the only trash left.
No, what kind of messed-up company was this!
She tried to contact the boss, thought about it, and sent a message under the pretext of the premiere of “The Legend of Martial Arts.”
“Congratulations to President Xu, ‘The Legend of Martial Arts’ premiere was a huge success!![emoji]”
The response came quickly, “Read.”
Jiang Ling was stunned, her chest heaving with anger. What kind of freak boss was this? She sent her congratulations, and he just replied with ‘Read.’ Someday, she’d be so angry her thymus would be clogged.
But soon her mindset adjusted back, replying.
“President Xu, is there any task for me?”
Xu Qingyan replied quite quickly; he had never encouraged Jiang Ling to try writing songs or anything like that. To him, the more Jiang Ling relied on him, the better, ideally to the point of being unable to extricate herself.
“Yes, come to the company tomorrow, let’s have a short meeting.”
“Okay.”
After a brief exchange, Jiang Ling leaned back on the sofa, listlessly looking up at the ceiling as if she were a fish gasping for air, blowing bubbles into the atmosphere, immersed in thought.
The promised solid support had been there, and the resources were indeed several notches above Yun Yi’s. But one always needs to plan ahead for the future.
In case Xu Qingyan didn’t keep his promise later, she would need to find a way to keep her stardom going. Moreover, that man was too… uncertain, let’s say.
The next day.
The viewership ratings for “The Legend of Martial Arts” came out – 9.2%, a threefold increase. Even the TV station’s leaders couldn’t believe it, repeatedly confirming several times before leaving, excited.
This news reached Xu Qingyan’s ears in the afternoon.
He had just left Pei Muchan’s studio, rushing to his own company, Sky Light Film and Television. It was rather odd for the boss to not be at his own company, instead, lingering in someone else’s studio.
But Xu Qingyan was used to being with Pei Muchan, and sometimes when he faced decisions that were hard to make, he could ask her for advice.
Growing up in a civil servant family had given her naturally sound judgment.
Entering the building and taking the elevator to the company’s floor.
In the office, more than a dozen people were working in a structured manner, and the company’s organization was quite simple. Zhou Mian had recruited these people, who were currently in charge of operating “The Legend of Martial Arts.”
Since the company didn’t have departments per se, the staff worked entirely project-oriented, which also avoided small cliques and ambiguous responsibilities.
When the office staff saw Xu Qingyan, they paused for a moment before greeting him.
“President Xu.”
“Good afternoon, President Xu.”
“President Xu, Jiang is already waiting in your office.”
Although they knew Xu Qingyan was the boss before joining the company, today was the first time they had met the real boss face-to-face since being hired.
Xiao Yan was even more excited, originally planning to switch companies and submitted her resume with a try-and-see attitude. It was a fluke that she got in, unexpectedly passing the interview.
The term ‘senior’ hung at the back of her throat; had it been at school, she might have called him that. But after half a year of work experience, she chose to follow the flow and called out ‘President Xu’ instead.
Xu Qingyan paused when he glanced over Xiao Yan, it had only been a few months since the Spring Festival, and he was not so forgetful. He just nodded to her without stopping his stride.
Xiao Yan blinked, her smile tinged with joy.
The office door opened, and Jiang Ling stood up. Turning her head, she saw Xu Qingyan stride in briskly. Before she had a chance to take a good look at him, he had already spoken first.
“Sit, don’t be formal.”
Jiang Ling’s words were stuck in her throat, “Thank you, President Xu.”
Once seated, she glanced at Xu Qingyan. This was one of the rare few times they had met; previous times were usually in a rush, parting ways soon after exchanging a few words.
This was the first time since she had invested in joining the company that both had formally sat down to discuss matters.
As Jiang Ling was sizing him up, Xu Qingyan was also looking her over. Her bright and beautiful face, willow-leaf eyebrows, red lips, and an outstanding, graceful figure held a trace of the charm of a mature woman.
Perhaps because Xu Qingyan was used to seeing high-value faces all day, he had become immune to beauty. He only took a brief glance before withdrawing his gaze.
“Sorry I’m late, let’s cut to the chase,” Xu Qingyan said straightforwardly, “the company has been busy lately and hasn’t had the time to develop your career.
“Now that the company has money, we plan to tailor a digital album just for you.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ling was somewhat taken aback.
“Really?”
“Of course it’s true, I have high hopes for you,” Xu Qingyan said, just as he was about to say more, the door was knocked, and the part-time secretary came in with two cups of hot tea.
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