While Ning Weimin was secretly examining the other party, Zhou Fangyuxiong, who had no idea about it, did not expect that he had been despised by a Chinese.

He stood with his elbows on the table, holding his chin with his fingers intertwined, and instead pretended to be in a superior position.

There was a smile at the end of his eyes and at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were staring straight at Akira Okamoto, his eyes cold and sharp.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, Director."

Zhou Fangyuxiong suddenly spoke, his tone was very calm.

"I'm sorry, something has kept you waiting for so long. I'm usually so busy that I don't have much time to get involved in such trivial matters. But now that you're here and you've been waiting for so long, I can't make sense without seeing you.

It’s as if I’m arrogant and don’t take Fog Studios seriously, don’t you think?”

When Akira Okamoto heard what he said, he thought Ikuo Shubo had finally said some kind words.

I was about to say "It's okay" to give both parties a chance to step down, but after hearing it, I realized that these words were actually mockery, and that was as disgusting as it was possible.

I wanted to retort a few words, but I didn't have the courage.

Especially when I think that the man in front of me is a guy with a Yakuza background, a serious person like him is terrified to the core.

The key is that he is also afraid that he will lose his words and get into a real quarrel with the other party, which will ruin Ning Weimin's plan and not get the information he wants.

So he, who had a lot of scruples, swallowed the words in his throat and looked more and more weak and humble.

"Okay, just tell me if you have anything to say. I'm very busy."

Seeing that Akira Okamoto opposite him was being squeezed by him, Ikuo Suho did not dare to say a word. He felt quite proud in his heart and tapped the table with his fingers rhythmically.

"Mr. President..."

Akira Okamoto suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse, he paused for a moment before he could finish his words.

"Not long ago, we received a call claiming to be from your office. Someone claimed that, President, you will be responsible for the current obstruction of filming at home and abroad at our studio. Is this true?"

"Hmm, so what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Ikuo Zhou was still full of interest in playing, and he spoke like a cat that had just caught a mouse.

Faced with this kind of pretentiousness and an attitude of not speaking politely, Akira Okamoto actually wanted to scold him as "Bagyalu".

Because he himself knew that the question he just asked was pure nonsense.

The Burning System is the biggest evil force in Japan's entertainment industry, and the grandson in front of him is clearly filled with deep malice.

But there is no other way. With his status, he is still unable to insult the other party in person without being responsible.

I can only hold my tail between my legs and grind my teeth slowly with patience and caution.

"If this is really the case, then what you do seems unreasonable. I can't figure out why you insist on doing this. We haven't offended you, have we? What's more, we are a studio and are naturally connected to your business.

Complementary. We choose artists under your system to star in movies and TV series, which is beneficial to both of us..."

"Well, I know what you mean. But I don't want to talk to you about these entangled matters. In short, I have withdrawn the artist. It may cause a lot of inconvenience to Fog Studio, but this is my wish.

If you want to solve the problem, then you must do as I say..."

"As you say? Then... what are Mr. President's specific conditions?"

"I won't talk to you about the specific conditions, because you can't make the decision. Didn't I say it before? I'll let you Matsumoto-san negotiate with me. I'm very interested in discussing this with President Matsumoto, who is known as the "number one beauty"

We will discuss the matter in detail. Please go back and tell her that I will inform her again after I have booked the hotel. This time I hope she will not break the appointment."

"This is impossible!"

When Akira Okamoto answered decisively, he even stood up with an angry look on his face.

Regarding this kind of thing, don't say that he felt the humiliation of a master humiliating a minister and dying.

And he didn't even have to think about it to know that Ning Weimin standing behind him was definitely angrier than him.

Even if it was a time to show loyalty, he should be furious at this time, without having to consider the consequences of overturning the table.

"Mr. President, I now think that you don't want to solve the problem at all, you just want to insult people. If this is the case, then consider our trip in vain, and we will accept the humiliation you gave us. Fog Studios will not

Forgot about it."

Seeing Okamoto Akira burst into anger uncharacteristically, he waved his fist in the air.

Ikuo Suho, who had not expected his reaction to be so violent, was startled. His body even moved in his seat, as if he had been hit by the punch.

However, at this moment, suddenly, the phone rang.

This sudden interruption not only gave Zhou Fang Yuxiong the best cover, but also saved him from the embarrassment of being fierce and angry.

At the same time, the identity of the caller coincidentally gave him an opportunity to continue showing off.

His secretary picked up the phone and immediately turned around to tell Ikuo Zhou.

"President, this is the call from the secretary of Director Sasaki of TBS TV station. He said he is waiting for you in the restaurant."

Zhou Fangyuxiong looked at his diamond watch and asked his secretary to reply to the other party, saying that he would go immediately.

Director Sasaki is the top leader of TBS. Such an invitation obviously means that Shu Fang Ikuo's social connections are superior to Ning Weimin's.

Especially now that Ning Weimin has a deep cooperative relationship with TBS TV station, this is not a good thing, because it is very likely that Zhou Fangyuxiong will use this to blackmail Fog Studios, or carry out further targeted sabotage.

.

As expected, Shufang Ikuo was committing such a bad act, and his words quickly made Okamoto Akira change his mind.

"Director, as far as I know, the TV series "Black Leather Notepad" that your Fog Studio is filming is planning to cooperate with TBS, right? Now that you have no actors, what will you do? Of course,

You can also recruit actors from other agencies and continue filming. But the problem is, if you finish filming, what should you do if there is a problem with the broadcast time on TBS? Haha, your backer is deputy director Shinichiro Kaga

Director. Believe me, he can't help you. I'm really looking forward to seeing other countermeasures you can find..."

Akira Okamoto didn't speak for a while, and Ning Weimin behind him also had a headache.

It seems that Ikuo Zhou Fang has indeed grasped one of their little tails.

In fact, it stands to reason that the food chain of the entertainment industry does not come from this way. It should follow this order from top to bottom.

Media platforms such as TV stations, movie theaters, newspapers and magazines are of course the first level.

Then there are the second-tier echelons such as the five major film studios, Dentsu GG Company, and many program production companies.

An artist's management company should belong to the third echelon, and it is impossible to be below or above it.

If you offend the production company, you will still get some good results from you. Who will reward whom?

The hostility between artist management companies and production companies is like workers challenging capital.

But the reality is that the Burning Department has a monopoly on most artists in Japan, just like an independent artist union.

Capital is also afraid that workers will unite and go on strike.

If there is a real commotion, these workers don't care, they can endure hunger for a day and it will be over, but the capitalists will suffer heavy losses.

Especially when the workers have reached an agreement with the capitalist market users, not only to go on strike, but also to boycott and refuse to buy.

One can imagine how miserable this capitalist must be.

No gain in blood!

I'm afraid I might even want to jump off a building.

So Akira Okamoto, who was still filled with indignation, moved away again.

Fortunately, he was still calm and suppressed his subconscious reaction. He only twitched his neck and did not look back at Ning Weimin, otherwise the secret would have been exposed.

"Mr. President, are you threatening me?"

"No." Zhou Fangyuxiong shook his head, "This is just a suggestion and advice for you, Mr. Factory Director!"

Akira Okamoto sighed several times with a bitter face, and his tone became softer again.

"What exactly do you want? Why do you have to embarrass us? With all due respect, we at Fog Productions are just a new film production organization. We have never offended you. We have never meant to be your enemy.

Even the prices we offer to your artists are very generous. We can completely cooperate and have a win-win relationship. But why do you insist on doing things to perfection and force us to this point? I really don’t understand now.

Why would a big shot like you hold on to us? Even if you ask us to bow our heads and admit our mistakes, you should clearly inform us of our guilt, right?"

Seeing that the deterrent was effective, Zhou Fangyuxiong started to tremble again.

He took out a small bottle from the drawer, poured five or six pills into his mouth and chewed them. It seemed to be some kind of tonic that pays IQ tax.

He bit and swallowed and said, "This is the right attitude. From your standpoint, you are right to say this. However, the consequences of this matter are serious, and you cannot completely make the decision on specific matters. Let me tell you

What's the use? I advise you not to ask anymore, go back and persuade your Matsumoto-san, let her come to see me."

Seeing him making such a request again, Okamoto Akira couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

After thinking about it, in order to achieve today's goal, he tried his best to suppress his emotions and not respond so tit-for-tat.

"I am the director of Fog Studio, and I can make the final decision on all issues related to filming. In fact, you can tell me if you have any requests. Maybe you don't know, but Matsumoto-san himself only focuses on acting.

, I have always been responsible for the management and operation of the entire studio."

"Ha, your tone is not small."

Seeing that Akira Okamoto still didn't understand the situation, Ikuo Suho couldn't help but sneered again.

"Okay, since you said that, I'll be blunt. What I want is for you to stop filming the movie "Crazy Rich Asians" and dismiss the crew. You won't be allowed to shoot movies like this again in the future. Do you understand?"
To be continued...