After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

"No, it's not." Wang Yuyao and Dou Shuang were so panicked that they shook their heads and explained to Si Zewen, "Brother Zewen, you must not listen to their nonsense."

"Changing jobs" and "being poached" are two different things. They just wanted to find someone to take a few photos, fabricate the illusion that Fang Xu wanted to poach them both, and ask Si Zewen to give them a raise in salary and benefits.

Even if Si Zewen doesn't agree to a salary increase, they can still take the opportunity to express their loyalty to Si Zewen and gain favor.

But if Si Zewen misunderstood that they came to Fang Xu to change jobs, Si Zewen would definitely think that they were traitors, and would hate them and even hide them.

It is impossible for Fang Xu to take them in, otherwise he would not have missed the two of them when he scouted Qu Ying.

Therefore, Si Zewen must not be allowed to think that they want to change jobs!

Dou Shuang pointed at Qu Ying and defended: "It was Qu Ying who invited the two of us out. We came because we are all in a girl group. We didn't expect that she brought us to meet Fang Xu and wanted to poach us." Job hopping.”

Wang Yuyao: "Yes, that's it. We just found out about Qu Ying's purpose and we are making trouble to leave. We will never betray the company."

The two of them said in unison: "Brother Zewen, you must believe us."

Si Zewen glanced at the other people present. Several of them had switched jobs from his studio.

Feeling his gaze, one of the male artists returned his gaze frankly.

"You are the number one brother in the company, and all the resources are left over by you. I don't care about this. But the resources I managed to obtain with my own ability were snatched away by Gaomei and given to you. I really can't do that. Tolerate."

Si Zewen frowned. The male artist he spoke to was a top male artist in his studio. He followed the route of modern idol dramas. How could he compete with him for resources?

With this thought in mind, he also asked, "It's ridiculous. What resources do I want that I need to snatch from you?"

After the male artist laughed, he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Shidi is really forgetful. The variety show "National Workers" you are currently on was the resource I found myself from the beginning! It was Gao Mei who took it away in order to find an opportunity for you to transform." My variety show!”

"Wow!" Si Nian exclaimed, took a bite of the cantaloupe, and found that everyone's eyes were attracted to her. She smiled and shook the melon in her hand, "This melon is so sweet!"

Si Zewen's face turned ugly. He recalled that when Gao Mei gave him the contract for "All Workers", it seemed that he really said that this variety show was originally owned by a male artist in the studio.

"But I also asked Gaomei to compensate you for the male lead role in a drama."

The male artist rolled his eyes, "Who cares about playing the boss of an idol drama every day? If you play an ancient puppet show, you will be stereotyped, but if I play the boss of an idol, you won't be stereotyped?"

Si Zewen could not refute and could only remain silent.

Someone took the lead, and other artists also spoke up. Anyway, they were no longer working in Si Zewen's studio, so there was nothing they couldn't say.

"Gao Mei wants me to be the husband and wife of the crew. You are unkind, but I am unjust."

"I have been hiding in the snow for a year. I paid the liquidated damages and left as promised. Is that okay?"

"I'm just a trainee. When I was in your studio, I was kept from being allowed to debut. It's only been a short time since I signed with Sister Fang's studio, and I've already become an instant hit and pushed into the second tier."

"Water flows to lower places and people go to higher places. Sister Fang has given us too much."

"Your studio treats me very well, but with you here, I will never be able to achieve the goals I want. Because you can't let other artists in the studio be higher than you."

"It's my wish to cooperate with top manager Fang Xu. It's just my wish."

Each of the artists said one sentence, as if they finally had a chance to vent their grievances against their former boss, without any politeness or mercy.

When they first started changing jobs, everyone was still nervous, fearing that they would jump from a wolf's den into a tiger's den, but the facts told them that their original choice was not wrong.

Fang Xu will give them resources, respect their choices, tailor training courses for them, and protect them from being bullied.

For Fang Xu's sake, people in the industry would also give them a good look, because they felt that the artists Fang Xu led, even if Lu Lu was unknown now, would one day become the best actress and best actor in the future.

But it's different with Si Zewen. Once any of them has better resources than Si Zewen, they will be insulted by Si Zewen's fans. Gaomei will squeeze them in every way for profit.

Si Zewen clenched his fists. Some of what these people said was clear to him, but some he didn't know at all.

He didn't expect that Gao Mei had done so many things in private without telling him!

"I don't know some of the things you are talking about. I always leave studio matters to Gao Mei."

Regarding his explanation, everyone seemed as if they had not heard it.

Si Nian finished eating the melon and wiped his mouth, "Now that you know what happened between these two people, what are you going to do?"

Fang Xu shrugged, once again making it clear that she was not the one who called for the person: "I am very selective in recruiting people. I don't want everyone."

Wang Yuyao and Dou Shuang turned pale in panic, "Brother Zewen, it was really Qu Ying who asked us to come here. We are not trying to get a job or change jobs. We are loyal to you and the studio. You must believe it." Us."

Si Nian chuckled softly: "You said you were invited, so why didn't you prepare your seats? Are we so stingy that we didn't prepare seats for our guests?"

"That's because we don't want to sit down, and we don't want to be with you!"

"Okay, okay, after hearing what you brothers and sisters said, I guess you are not having a good time in Si Zewen's studio. It's understandable that you want to change jobs or want to make a living, so we won't care about this matter. .”

Si Nian waved his hand, "Si Zewen, please take the person away. You just need to keep a good watch on the person. It would not sound good if word spread that the artists in your studio can't even afford to eat and are reduced to eating everywhere. .”

"We really don't want to take advantage of you!"

Fang Xu: "So you want to change jobs?"

"No, we..."

Before the two of them could continue to argue, Si Zewen couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily.

"That's enough! He took out a card. I'll treat you to this meal today as an apology for what happened in the past."

Just as Uncle Long led the people to serve cold dishes and drinks, he glanced at the bank card in Si Zewen's hand.

Uncle Long smiled coldly, "Do you have enough money in your card?"

Si Zewen's face turned pale when he was questioned, "I, Si Zewen, can still afford a meal!"

"Then how much money do you have in your card?" Uncle Long rolled his eyes at him.

"At least 500 million."

"Tch, that's really not enough. Let's get a few more cards."

As soon as Uncle Long finished speaking, everyone was shocked. Even Si Nian was stunned, thinking that Uncle Long wanted to blackmail Si Zewen, right?

Si Zewen: "A meal in this shabby place of yours costs tens of millions?"

"If you can't afford it, get out."

Seeing the opportunity to make amends, Wang Yuyao hurriedly helped Si Zewen scold him, "I'm going to call the police to arrest you. Just a broken yard with broken tables and chairs, and a meal worth tens of millions. You guys are obviously a shady shop!"

Dou Shuang: "That's right, even the emperor can't eat such expensive food!"

Uncle Long waved his hand, and several waiters came out carrying wine bottles.

I saw wine bottles ranging from white jade to blue and white porcelain, clay jars to stone and bamboo tubes, with strange shapes and different materials.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were selling groceries.

Uncle Long pointed to two small clay pots connected together, "Do you know what kind of wine is in this?"

"Tch, no matter what kind of wine it is, Chinese wine is not as expensive as foreign wine. How much more expensive can it be?"

"This is monkey wine, a treasure you may not be able to buy even if you have money."

Then he pointed to a jar that was still stained with mud, "This is a century-old daughter's red."

Uncle Long called the names one by one, some of which the people present had never even heard of.