"Mr. Song, Mr. Gu is still busy. Mr. Song!" The staff member who caught up with him, running, showed a distressed expression.
She had earnestly tried to dissuade him. Initially, it had some effect, but soon this "Mr. Song" lost his patience.
He was the one without an appointment, and he was also the one who came to visit unannounced.
If Assistant Lin hadn't previously informed them that Mr. Gu would meet him, though the time was undecided, they would have already asked security to escort Mr. Song out.
"Is Mr. Gu that busy?" Song Junhan adjusted the custom-made high-end suit he was wearing with his hand, staring at Gu Yaoyang with displeasure.
To be kept waiting downstairs for a full two hours!
This Mr. Gu was truly going too far!
"Mr. Gu, I..." The staff member looked at Gu Yaoyang, her expression tense.
"Go tend to your duties," Gu Yaoyang said, setting aside the documents he was busy with.
"Yes." The staff member, relieved, withdrew from Gu Yaoyang's office.
"Mr. Gu, I waited downstairs for a full two hours. Should you not give me an explanation?" Song Junhan questioned coldly.
"How long would Mr. Song make someone wait who barges in without an appointment?" Gu Yaoyang asked, looking at Song Junhan.
Aware that he was somewhat in the wrong, Song Junhan skillfully dodged the issue. "That depends on who the other person is."
"Completely irrelevant, someone of no importance at all?" Gu Yaoyang threw the question back at Song Junhan, successfully making him grimace.
Song Junhan hadn't expected Gu Yaoyang would dare to speak to him this way.
Where did he go now that wasn't met with adoration?
How could Gu Yaoyang still maintain this attitude towards him, still thinking he was the newcomer who had to fight his way through the entertainment industry alone?
"You!" Just as Song Junhan was about to erupt, Gu Yaoyang cut him off.
"Three minutes," Gu Yaoyang said, looking at Song Junhan. "Same as last time, I'll only give you three minutes."
"What?" Song Junhan looked incredulous. Did this Gu Yaoyang have a problem?
He, Song Junhan, was here today for redemption, not further humiliation.
With that thought, Song Junhan lifted his chin and said, "Mr. Gu must surely know the hit drama 'I Am the City Lord,' right?
This was the drama I wanted to collaborate with Mr. Gu on back then. Mr. Gu must surely regret missing out on such a popular drama. .oγg
The most important thing for a businessman is to have a humble and sincere heart.
No matter how well things were done before, the future is uncertain.
Back then, Mr. Gu didn't expect I could actually produce such a high-quality satellite drama, did he?
I heard Gu's Entertainment hasn't been smooth sailing lately. Not only have there been many problems with collaborative projects, but even a reality show malfunctioned on set, causing an actor's injury. This is big news!
Alas...
Times change, from east to west. Mr. Gu must feel quite emotional too."
Song Junhan sneered, pulled out the chair opposite Gu Yaoyang, and sat down. "Mr. Gu, many people want to collaborate with us at Junlin Entertainment now.
If Mr. Gu is in need, I don't mind, given our past acquaintance, giving Mr. Gu priority and considering Gu's Entertainment as a preferred business partner."
After saying this, Song Junhan looked at Gu Yaoyang with confidence, as if waiting for him to bow his head and yield.
"It's been quite some time since Mr. Song last came to recommend himself," Gu Yaoyang said, tapping his fingertips on the table in a slow rhythm. "Your narrative skills haven't improved one bit."
"What?" Song Junhan blinked, scarcely believing his ears.
"Even three minutes is too much, a complete waste of time." Gu Yaoyang then shifted his gaze to Song Junhan's face and said, "I see your company's only rapid progress is in changing its name."
Hearing Gu Yaoyang's words, Song Junhan frowned, about to scold Gu Yaoyang for being ungrateful.
Then he saw Gu Yaoyang open a nearby drawer, take out a stamped envelope, place it on the table, and push it towards Song Junhan.
"It's convenient that you're here, otherwise I would have had to find someone to deliver this to your company." Gu Yaoyang's fingertips moved away from the envelope, his sharp eyes locking onto Song Junhan.
"What is this?" Song Junhan looked a bit bewildered, touching the envelope. He guessed in his mind whether it was a check or a handwritten apology letter.
It was thin, definitely not cash.
Song Junhan opened the envelope and took out the folded paper. As he unfolded it before him, his face instantly froze. "A lawyer's letter?"
After a cursory glance at the text on the lawyer's letter, Song Junhan's heart sank. He looked at Gu Yaoyang and feigned composure. "Does Mr. Gu take me for a newbie? Trying to scare me with this? Aren't there plenty of lawyer's letters in the entertainment industry? All bark and no bite. Mr. Gu doesn't actually think this can scare me, does he?"
"The specific materials have already been submitted for review. What will follow will be a court summons delivered to Mr. Song," Gu Yaoyang said, a meaningful smile playing on his lips as he looked at Song Junhan. "Gu's Entertainment handles many legal matters daily, and we are most adept at copyright business.
I don't mind, considering Mr. Song's memorable kneeling, giving Mr. Song priority and making Junlin Entertainment a preferred defendant in a business negotiation."
Hearing Gu Yaoyang turn his own boastful words back on him, Song Junhan's face was about to turn as black as the bottom of a pot.
The most critical part was the content of this lawyer's letter.
'I Am the City Lord' was Junlin Entertainment's current flagship project. He had tirelessly sought sponsorships and investments, and had worked hard to connect with the satellite channels. With rewards in sight, he was now faced with this!
"Mr. Gu, this is all your one-sided account," Mr. Song said.
"Once we get to court, Mr. Song will know whether it's my one-sided account or not." Gu Yaoyang pressed the intercom button on his desk and said, "Show the guest out."
Assistant Lin rushed to Gu Yaoyang's office as quickly as possible and approached Song Junhan. "Mr. Song, please."
Song Junhan clenched the lawyer's letter in his hand, glaring fiercely at Gu Yaoyang, and finally said, "I will investigate this matter thoroughly."
"I don't care how you investigate it," Gu Yaoyang raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "But if you continue to waste my time, or barge into my office unannounced again..."
Lowering his wrist, Gu Yaoyang coldly looked at Song Junhan and stated with certainty, "No need to kneel. Just leave a leg."
Hearing Gu Yaoyang's words, Song Junhan felt goosebumps prickle his skin. He hated Gu Yaoyang's arrogance, but he also sensed from Gu Yaoyang's words that he was serious.
This feeling made Song Junhan tremble even more, and yet there was a sense of familiarity.
It was as if he had faced such a situation before.
In a daze, Song Junhan remembered Xia Qingtian.
Gu Yaoyang at this moment was exactly like Xia Qingtian, who had watched him lying in a pool of blood at the scene of the car accident.