"Keep it up, Director! We'll make Crouk Pictures great again in no time."
"Keep it low-key, low-key." Yan Huan sat in the Grand Tutor Chair and pressed one hand downward.
Pius continued showering him with praise:
"Director, I never expected you to solve the problem so quickly. You saved us a huge amount in advertising costs!"
"My admiration for you is like the surging Yangtze, endless and unceasing! Or like the Yellow River flooding its banks—utterly unstoppable!"
Pius said excitedly:
"Oh, right. The Iris Family's troupe agent is outside. It seems he wants to meet you."
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"What, are they still thinking about acquiring Crouk Pictures?" Yan Huan raised a brow.
"Let him in. Let's see what he's made of."
"Yes!" Pius bowed.
Before long, the Iris Family's troupe agent entered.
He looked extremely anxious.
"Director Yan Huan, I've long admired your name."
The man with slicked-back hair spoke respectfully:
"I am an envoy from the Iris Family, as well as the person in charge of the Dreamy Ensemble."
"So, what can I do for you?" Yan Huan rose to his feet.
"Crouk Pictures will never agree to an acquisition. Not before, and even less so now."
"Besides, our blockbuster is nearly finished. We no longer need help from any outside force."
"Haha, I understand."
The troupe agent smiled.
"The child who came to speak with you before was too young. Perhaps he failed to convey our intentions clearly."
"Here, I apologize on his behalf. I also hope you will believe in our sincerity."
"I heard that, in the promotional advertisement you co-produced with [Commercial Street], you intended to directly use the [Dreamy Ensemble] managed by our family as actors. Is that correct?"
"Wasn't that already filmed?" Yan Huan replied calmly.
"What, have you always regarded the Dreamy Ensemble as