Chapter 781: His Profligacy (1) Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"This…" The manager was stuck between a rock and a hard place. "Shouldn"t a meeting be held at the company first since the MV for the t.i.tle track is an important matter? The director has also said that he had some ideas…"
Because of Feng Shengyang"s superstar fame, the female lead who was to be featured in his MV would shoot to fame overnight. The company was thus choosing one of its own female artistes carefully for this chance.
Because of this, there were more than a few managers who tried to cozy up to him, trying to s.n.a.t.c.h the position of the MV"s female lead by all means possible.
But now, Feng Shengyang was actually trying to give away such a coveted position so flippantly to a high-school girl?
This was outrageous!
Even if him, as the manager, could not call the shots, the company would never allow this to happen.
However…
Feng Shengyang only narrowed the corner of his eyes and said haughtily, "I"ll call the shots for my own MV and I don"t have to call for a meeting with anyone. Also, I"m not soliciting for your opinion right now, got it?"
The manager"s face froze. Even though he was his manager, he was merely a subordinate in Feng Shengyang"s eyes.
"Yes." He nodded hurriedly and didn"t dare to continue on the topic.
Feng Shengyang rest his legs on the coffee table. After thinking for a while, he said, "Before that, arrange a fan meet-up for me first. Make it happen in Shangde High during the next two days."
"Yes…" The manager wanted to reply before he suddenly remembered something. He looked at him worriedly and said, "Young Master Feng, you"re supposed to fly to Paris to shoot an amba.s.sadorial advertis.e.m.e.nt. It"s going to take at least a week, and you won"t be able to come back in two days. How about postponing the fan meeting to after the shooting?"
"Cancel it," Feng Shengyang said bluntly, his tone as though he was only discussing how nice the weather was.
"Ah? Cancel it? Cancel what?" The manager couldn"t react in time.
Feng Shengyang shot a look at him and frowned unhappily. "If you can"t keep up with my thought processes, don"t understand my words, and have to ask after every single thing I say, I should start considering another man for your job."
The manager panicked in an instant and his forehead beaded in cold sweat. "No, no, it wasn"t that I didn"t understand; I only wanted to confirm… so you"re saying to cancel the amba.s.sadors.h.i.+p? But this is an amba.s.sadors.h.i.+p for France"s luxury brand! It can"t be canceled. The contract has already been signed…"
"Just break the contract if it can"t be canceled." Feng Shengyang shrugged nonchalantly.
The manager froze. This was France"s luxury brand, and it was a major amba.s.sadors.h.i.+p. There were many stars who dreamed of this amba.s.sadors.h.i.+p, but it was something that could be flippantly rejected in Feng Shengyang"s eyes.
Feng Shengyang said, "Also, clear my schedule for the near future and don"t accept any new jobs. Just concentrate on shooting this time"s MV."
When the last words came out of his mouth, he seemed to think of something and his lips quirked interestedly.
"About the interview scheduled in the afternoon…" the manager said hesitantly.
"Cancel it too." Feng Shengyang looked away from him and got rid of him unceremoniously. "Alright, you can leave now."
The manager smiled bitterly. He had taken care of may artistes, but there was none that was as self-important as Feng Shengyang. However, what could he do? He had the right to be self-important.
In order to do whatever he wanted, Feng Shengyang bought more than half of the company"s shares. That meant that as the company"s current largest shareholder, he could do whatever he wanted and no one had the right to control him.