"Master Fu, do we really want to do this?" Nie Hai asked, with indescribable concern in his tone, and even a trace of Fu Cheng's unaware pity, "I think you can consider this matter again."

Fu Cheng took out the documents from the file bag and was about to stamp it, when he heard Nie Hai's words, he suddenly hesitated.

Do you really have to do this?

When they were in the most difficult time and when Beijing TV became the target of public criticism, only Qi Shaoming and Ye Fan were the ones who extended a helping hand to them.

At this time, he actually wanted to push the two of them into the fire pit. Is this really good?

At this moment, Fu Cheng thought a lot.

Everyone sees how glorious his deputy director is, but in fact it is not.

After all, he is just an employee of Beijing TV. At best, he is just a senior employee, unlike the people below who can be replaced at any time.

But when it is time to be replaced, the people above will never be lenient.

He clearly remembered that the previous deputy director was replaced because of his poor performance for several consecutive years. He always kept these things in mind and became a heart-wrenching problem for more than ten years of his tenure.

So he always told himself that everything should be based on the Taiwan position and the performance position. In fact, after all, his position should be based on his own position.

The same goes for this time. As long as you win the copyright of the program I am a singer and speak with this performance, when this director retires, he may have a chance to go further and become a director. By that time, he can truly grasp his destiny, and others will respectfully call him Master Fu.

Wait? Why are you still the deputy director?

Forget it, this doesn’t matter, what’s important is that this contract must be signed! Compared with the location, all kinds of love and morality are bullshit!

After making up his mind, Fu Cheng no longer had hesitation in his eyes. The seal in his hand was covered up hard, everything was settled, and there was no way out.

"well"

Nie Hai sighed, "I thought you would change your mind, I reminded you."

Nie Hai suddenly said Fu Cheng to be confused by this. Fu Cheng raised his head and saw him looking regretful.

"Xiao Nie, you"

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, Ye Fan walked in and said with a regretful look: "I also thought you would stop at the cliff, but it's a pity that you made the wrong choice."

Seeing Ye Fan, Fu Cheng jumped up in shock, looking guilty, "Ye Fan, no, no, Xiao Ye, why are you here? Aren't you playing now?"

Ye Fan shrugged, looking careless, "It's time for an intermission, and I'm the last one to appear on stage, so I'm not in a hurry at all, so I want to come and see what kind of expression you will look like after Master Fu's wish is fulfilled."

"You" Seeing Ye Fan revealing his secret, Fu Cheng's eyes kept scanning Nie Hai and Ye Fan, and finally understood, pointing at Nie Hai and said a line that all the villains would say, "You actually betray me!"

Nie Hai didn't say anything, Ye Fan smiled and received: "If you betray you, you will betray you. Do you still have to choose a life?"

Nie Hai glanced at Ye Fan, then lowered his head and said to Fu Cheng: "I have reminded you that if you haven't stamped it just now, we will think that this thing has never been born."

"Nie Hai! Have you forgotten who promoted you to this position? You?" Halfway through speaking, Fu Cheng seemed to suddenly remember something, lowered his head and quickly flipped through these documents.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry and looked at him with a smile on the door frame.

After a while, Fu Cheng finally confirmed that the documents were not a problem, he laughed at Ye Fan, "Hahaha, I thought you had such a clever plan. The contract has been covered. What's the use of you now?"

"Now you only have two ways. Either give me the copyright of being a singer to me, and I will still pay you. Or we meet in court. I can remind you that the legal department of our TV station is not a vegetarian and you can't turn over the market. After all, you can only give up the copyright!"

Hearing Fu Cheng say this, Ye Fan did not rush to refute him, but asked indifferently: "Is this what Mr. Zhang teaches you?"

"Uh" Fu Cheng, who was poked into the pain, didn't know what to say for a moment.

This is indeed what Mr. Zhang taught. It can be said that almost all Mr. Zhang is working on this plan.

Including getting Ye Fan, Qi Shaoming and Chengming Entertainment's seals to prevent the copyright from being in Ye Fan's hands, but in the hands of the other two parties, and if Qi Shaoming retaliated, how to use the chips in his hands to seek protection from the Taiwan Strait, and subsequent legal issues, etc., all of which were written in detail in the email.

"Ha, so what?" Fu Cheng said as he hid the contract behind him, pressed his left hand on the desk and called the security guard with one click to prevent Ye Fan and Nie Hai from rushing to grab the contract.

"Two questions." Ye Fan stretched out his finger, and had no intention of going forward to grab the contract. Besides, with his martial arts, he really wanted to grab the contract. Even if a team of security guards came, he couldn't stop him. A team of well-trained special forces soldiers was almost the same.

"First, have you ever considered it? I know this matter now. What you have to bear next is the revenge of Mr. Qi and me. By that time, do you really think you can still stay in the position of Master?"

Fu Cheng smiled disdainfully, "I thought you were going to say something, would I not think of this question? As long as I hold the copyright of this program in my hand, the station will try every means to protect me. Unless Qi Zhongde takes action, you two little babies will not be able to touch me at all! Moreover, Qi Zhongde will not turn against our TV station for this matter, so as long as I hold the copyright in my hand, you can't do anything to me!"

"That's it." Ye Fan touched his chin, looking like he was thinking, "That means Mr. Zhang didn't leave you an extra way out, right? That's easy."

Fu Cheng was stunned, "What did you say?"

"The second question!" Ye Fan didn't want to give Fu Cheng a chance to ask a question at all. He then asked: "What kind of illusion does it make you feel that the copyright of my singer is not on me, but on Qi Shao and the company?"

"What did you say?" Fu Cheng looked at Ye Fan with a dull look and asked in a trembling voice: "If it's not yours, where is it?"

Ye Fan smiled mysteriously and said softly: "Of course it's really a very mysterious and reliable person."

In the singer's lounge, Yin Xuan'er, who was about to go on stage, sneezes for some reason.

She rubbed her nose, and who was talking about me again?

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