"We need some girls to help us with public relations."
At the board meeting, the company's directors held a closed-door session. The three top agents were also in attendance.
Fox Film was only one final step away from going public. They had been planning for a long time, and only the last step remained.
A movie that could become a huge hit, along with getting some people at the Financial Supervisory Commission to sign their names on the approval documents.
But getting those people at the Financial Supervisory Commission to sign the approval documents was no easy task. They had long been accustomed to obtaining sufficient benefits during the signing process.
Pre-IPO shares, buying in bulk before the listing, and all kinds of under-the-table dealings.
The person responsible for pushing the company toward its listing was Little Fox. With Old Fox's influence declining sharply, he had to step forward and hold the fort himself.
If he could complete his mission, then for at least the next three to five years, the board and shareholders would respect him and his opinions.
If he failed, the board would soon consider forcing him to surrender the power in his hands.
There was never much warmth to be found in the world of capital. Capitalists had even found a very suitable excuse for their callousness: "Business is business, and personal matters are personal matters. We can't confuse the two."
But when they wanted to do something beneficial to themselves, they would say, "Hey, even judges take personal feelings into account. You're not going to deny me even this little bit of courtesy, are you?"
If Little Fox could not prove his value, he would inevitably be kicked out.
Now, he seemed more mature and composed than ever before. Sitting in the president's chair, he