Lei Xuan opened his mouth, feeling a little wronged. No one had ever spoken to him like that before.
For a moment, he wanted to stand up and say he quit. At worst, he could go back home and loaf around.
Besides, he had brought Yan Xianjue here, not so Yan Xianjue could embarrass him in front of so many people.
Yet just as he stood up, Yao Weiran rose as well, positioning himself half a step in front of him and blocking Yan Xianjue's view of Lei Xuan's indignant expression.
He immediately lowered his head and apologized. "Sorry, Young President Yan. There won't be a next time."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes and pretended not to have seen Lei Xuan's expression.
He couldn't even understand a veiled rebuke. Lei Xuan's brain had grown for nothing.
He tapped his knuckles against the tabletop. Only after ensuring he had everyone's attention in the meeting room did Yan Xianjue slowly speak. "I can't control other productions where people are ranked by status and age, but here, put away all your little schemes."
"The chief director and chief screenwriter have the final say on this production. Whoever they say stays, stays. Whoever they say goes, goes. Understand?"
"Understood."
"If you want to launch your own project and don't want to be someone else's assistant, you can apply directly."
"As long as you can create value for the company, the company isn't short on investment money. If you don't want to join this project, no one will force you. After all, our company doesn't lack people."
Some staff members secretly glanced at the two assistant directors' expressions, then nodded to show they understood.
Five minutes wasn't long. Yan Xianjue had covered the most important points and didn't waste any more words.
If Yao Weiran