In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 14 Silence is Indulgence

After a while, Fang Long and the other two came in again. Their expressions were not as heavy as before, and they seemed a bit more relaxed.

I just don't know how they negotiated. I guess they called Relativity Media, worked on Matthew, and communicated with other companies as well.

After all, everyone cares about this matter.

After they sat down, Hendrik Willem Van Loon said, "We just discussed it and agreed to have Matthew apologize and also to have him removed from his position as assistant director."

If they don't pull them off, Matthew probably won't have the face to stay any longer.

Wang Zhongjun pointed at Qin Xuan and continued, "As for you, you must also leave and are not allowed to enter this circle again."

Qin Xuan chuckled, which probably reflected the sentiments of many people, since he had encroached on the interests of capital.

Striving for the welfare and dignity of the underprivileged means taking away from their livelihood.

"No problem, I can leave. As for whether I can join this circle or not, that's not up to you." Qin Xuan was already mentally prepared.

This was something he hadn't anticipated when he first started doing this; it just goes to show that not all his opponents were idiots, they were intelligent too.

Wang Zhongjun didn't bother talking to him. This kind of guy just relies on other people's influence to make a lot of noise. Without other people's influence, who would know him?

He looked at Director Huang and said, "Director Huang, we have done what we should do. That's it."

"Do you have any other requests?" Director Huang asked Qin Xuan.

"Of course there is, but the issue of compensation hasn't been resolved yet," Qin Xuan said.

"Matthew has already agreed to apologize, what more do you want?" Wang Zhongjun was a little exasperated.

He knew that this meant cutting flesh from his own body.

"I said that was just a prerequisite, but your unfairness is in every aspect, especially in terms of food, drink, shelter, and accommodation." Qin Xuan wanted both dignity and better treatment.

"You're asking for way too much," Wang Zhongjun said unhappily.

“This is indeed an objective problem, and it’s a basic guarantee issue. You’ve also promised to improve the treatment of grassroots employees,” Director Huang said, offering his help.

This is a problem that needs to be negotiated. If we continue as before and don't change anything, it's inevitable that those people will cause trouble again.

"Then tell me!" Wang Zhongjun felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a pill.

At first, they relied on them to force Ferre to submit; now they're relying on Director Huang to force them to submit—it's a series of tactics.

But there was no way around it. We had indeed said from the beginning that we would definitely solve this problem, and Director Huang had made that promise.

"We need three dishes and a soup for meals, and the same bottled water as other Hong Kong employees. We don't need four- or five-star hotels for accommodation, as you don't want to pay for that. But makeshift dormitories are not acceptable. At least we need to have our own free air conditioning and bathroom."

"I won't raise your wages; just keep the market rate. But you must strictly abide by the labor law, adhere to the eight-hour workday, and get double overtime pay." Qin Xuan finished speaking in one breath, as if reciting a familiar story.

After all, these were all jobs he had gone through, and he couldn't do them with a raise. If he did, the impact would be too wide, and Hengdian, as the base, wouldn't agree to it.

Eight hours is already a disguised form of pay increase.

“Either is fine, but if everyone rests during the eight hours you mentioned, who will do the work?” Wang Zhongjun was unhappy.

"I'm curious, why can people from Hong Kong and Americans strictly adhere to the eight-hour workday? Why can't our people? Are we just different kinds of people?" Qin Xuan asked.

Wang Zhongjun was immediately speechless; it was that same inhumane standard he was using.

They have an eight-hour workday, that's their rule, and we have the same rule too.

"Do you have any objections?" Director Huang pressed them down.

Wang Zhongjun, Fang Long, and Fei Lei exchanged glances, as if they had reached a tacit understanding. Fang Long then spoke up: "No objections."

It's simply a matter of them splitting the costs, meaning they'll earn a little less money; they were prepared to bleed from the start. Now, Ferre is silent; there's nothing more to say about spending money.

"Okay, let's do it this way, and make sure there are no other problems." Director Huang made the decision directly.

His job was to quell these kinds of incidents and prevent them from becoming public knowledge, so that all the extras in Hengdian would know, which would have a very bad impact.

After reaching an agreement, the group left the work shed and went outside. When the main cast members, including Minkoff and Li Bailian, saw them, they instinctively went up to follow them.

Ask whatever you want, but seeing their stern faces, you can't say or ask anything more. You can only whisper among yourselves. People who haven't participated in this negotiation wouldn't know what was being discussed.

Only Matthew looked unwell.

Liu Xiaoli, who had just arrived from a distance, was unaware of the situation and asked her daughter, "What happened?"

"Early in the morning, a lot of people started to strike, that person..."

Liu Yifei pointed to Qin Xuan, who was standing next to the executive jacket, and said, "He became the representative of the ordinary employees to negotiate with the production team. Now we just don't know how the negotiations are going."

Liu Xiaoli squinted and watched as a young man walked past with an air of composure amidst a crowd.

On the main hall square, Shen Ao, Zhang Linke, Li Miao and others were extremely nervous when they saw Qin Xuan and his group approaching.

The hundreds of people waiting all had expectant looks in their eyes.

"Matthew will be removed from his position as assistant director." Qin Xuan turned to them, glancing at their expectant looks.

These words brought joy to everyone present; the plague was truly leaving.

"I will also apologize to you."

Qin Xuan gestured to Matthew and said, "Come here, what are you standing there for?"

Matthew glanced at the main cast and crew members, who were all silent, then fixed his gaze on Ferreira. Seeing Ferreira's expressionless face, he knew he had to do this.

Because the three people had just spoken to him, Relativity Media had tacitly agreed.

He stood in Qin Xuan's place, facing the crowd of people he had once either scolded or ignored, but he couldn't utter a word.

These are the "yellow people" he looks down on!
"Hurry up, don't you feel awkward standing here?" Qin Xuan urged.

These words made Matthew's face burn, and looking at those countless indifferent eyes, he felt very resentful.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry everyone. I was negligent in my work before and didn't consider your feelings. I was a bastard, an asshole. I apologize to everyone here."

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone present.

I don't know if she was ashamed or what, but after bowing, she quickly walked away and disappeared from sight. I guess she was too embarrassed.

The people present also suppressed their joy, and instead felt excited and valued. When had this American ever been so humble?

The scene was quiet, and no one spoke, but the high spirits were palpable.

It felt like I was exhaling.

"Everyone has the right to be respected. When faced with those who do not respect us, silence is tantamount to condoning them. We must respond with the most powerful voice," Director Huang said in his speech.

"it is good!"

Qin Xuan led the applause with a loud "clap clap".

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause, and some people were so moved that tears welled up in their eyes.

People come not only to solve problems, but also to win over the hearts and minds of the people.

(End of this chapter)