My capital is quite large.

"Whew...that felt great!"

Dong Ge seemed to suddenly remember something, put down his teacup, and his eyes held a hint of probing:

"By the way, Brother Li, there's a small matter I wanted to ask you about."

"That future... he's been getting beaten up all over these past two days."

Dong Ge looked at Li Feng's features, half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Negative information is flying everywhere, and even public relations can't suppress it."

"Brother...did Li Wei somehow offend you?!"

Li Feng paused slightly in his hand as he fiddled with the prayer beads, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"future?"

"What the hell? The one that makes cars?"

Dong Ge took in Li Feng's expression in that instant, and felt much more at ease.

As long as we don't offend Li Feng, this matter is entirely within our control.

"Hey! I knew it! With your current size, you don't have time to get worked up over a fledgling electric vehicle startup!"

Dong Ge chuckled dryly, then went along with it and made his point clear:

"That's how it is. When we were doing our angel round of investment, we also invested about ten million yuan in Future Auto."

"These past two days, Li Wei has been so anxious she's practically ready to jump off a building, calling for help everywhere she goes. The negative reviews about their company are relatively calm elsewhere, but on Weibo and YinYu, they're getting bigger and bigger!"

Dong Ge said with a wry smile, "Well, when Little Li heard that we have a good relationship, he came to me for help."

Li Feng did not respond.

Although he had no recollection of this so-called car company, his face instantly regained its placid indifference.

He turned his head to the side, glancing behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Secretary Zhang Yuxi, who was standing quietly in the side profile, stepped forward to stand at attention almost without hesitation.

"Future Cars, what's going on?" Li Feng's voice was deep and steady.

"Mr. Li, the public relations department has made a routine report on the public opinion surrounding Future Auto these past few days."

Zhang Yuxi spoke calmly, but her tone was very official:

"According to the monitoring of the background data, the dashcam footage and vehicle malfunction feedback involved in the video are basically true and there is no fabrication out of thin air."

"But the reason it was able to be pushed to the top of the trending list so frequently in a short period of time is mainly because its competitors used a huge amount of commercial traffic budget in the background."

Zhang Yuxi paused for half a second, then added:

"The short video platform 'Yinfu' is currently in a period of rapid commercialization, and the GG bidding system relies entirely on algorithms to run data."

"Since the content was true and the other party was using a legitimate corporate payment platform, the review and distribution department approved it according to the standard commercial promotion mechanism."

"This is a regular revenue-generating business for Musical Instruments, so... it wasn't specifically presented to you."

After listening, Li Feng didn't delve into the matter further, but simply said:

"Commercial monetization also needs to consider social impact."

"Tell Zhang Yiming not to be so rude."

"Remove those trending topics and traffic restrictions."

Upon hearing this, Dong Ge's face broke into a smile.

Li Feng resolved the issue right in front of him; that was a huge show of respect!

"Wow! You're so generous, brother!"

Dong Ge picked up his teacup again, offering a toast from afar, using tea instead of wine:

"Brother, I've caused you trouble today!"

Li Feng smiled casually and raised his glass in a toast: "Brother Dong, you're too kind. It was nothing at all."

……

Half an hour later, the car with consecutive license plates from Suqian slowly drove away from the alley.

As soon as the door to the private room on the second floor closed, the sound of oars on the Qinhuai River outside was muffled, leaving only the bubbling sound of the purple clay stove inside.

"Tell me, who did it?" Li Feng's voice was devoid of emotion.

With no outsiders in the private room, Zhang Yuxi naturally didn't need to use the same public relations rhetoric she had used to deal with Dong Ge.

"It's Miss Yang Mi."

"It's said that at the new product launch event for Future Motors the day before yesterday, the boss's wife offended her by saying something thoughtless."

"Miss Yang couldn't swallow this insult, so she contacted Director Han of the film and television department."

At this point, Zhang Yuxi paused for half a second before explaining:

"This was originally a trivial matter. That car company hadn't even completed its angel round, and its valuation was only a few billion."

"If Mr. Liu hadn't brought it up today, we would never have bothered you, Boss."

After listening, Li Feng pondered for a long time.

He wasn't worried about that damn Future Car.

To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than a startup workshop using the guise of new energy to raise money and build cars.

Even if you actually step on it and kill it, it's no different from crushing a bedbug.

"What's with the musical notes?"

Li Feng put down his teacup, his tone somewhat indifferent:

"Didn't the Music and Film Department already complete asset segregation? Han Shangzhe's reach is pretty far-reaching, isn't it?"

Having been by Li Feng's side for a long time, Zhang Yuxi naturally understood what her boss was unhappy about.

She didn't rush to respond, but first refilled Li Feng's tea before explaining in a low voice:

"ByteDance and the film and television department are indeed independent subsidiaries at the same level now, but President Han is, after all, a veteran who started with you, and his seniority in the group is undeniable."

"In the end, Director Zhang still had to give the old comrade some face, so he went along with it and let it go."

......

Veteran comrade.

Thin noodles.

This is very interesting.

People below have all learned to network, and factions have been built up without anyone noticing. Even subsidiaries at the same level have started to emphasize kinship ties.

Today, Lao Han can mobilize the traffic of Yin Fu for Yang Mi's sake. Tomorrow, will he be able to get Lao Chen and his group together to play the game of tai chi for him within the group?

"Isn't Old Han's popularity a little too good?" Li Feng said meaningfully.

In a highly centralized business empire, a subordinate who is universally praised is seen as a threat by those in power.

These long-serving veterans who have been resting on their laurels for too long really need an opportunity to be reviewed and re-evaluated.

However, Lao Han's achievements this year can be described as remarkable.

Not only did three major dramas slam the ratings at the start of the year, but he also has "Northwest Past" coming up and needs his help, so he naturally can't afford to make any moves right now...

If Han Shangzhe is untouchable, what about the others?

The face of Old Chen from the game department quickly flashed through Li Feng's mind.

Both started from humble beginnings and have been senior employees, but in the past two years, Lao Chen has clearly shown signs of declining strength and ability.

Not only are South Koreans frequently dominating esports events, but they also recently dared to subtly cut the budget for "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds".

This nail can be loosened a bit now.

But Yang Mi...

After all, the whole thing started because of her.

"Call Yang Mi."

"Tell her to get to Nanjing tonight."