The pretty boy was so scared he immediately knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, "No, no, Mr. Mu, you can't do this! Please, consider my hard work for the company, even if I haven't contributed much. Don't terminate my contract, I really need this job!"
Mu Feng sighed and said, "There's a saying that every profession can produce a champion. You don't necessarily have to be an artist to make a name for yourself!"
He paused and continued, "The company's future strategy will definitely need adjustments. I've just reviewed the company's financial reports from the past few years. What have you men been doing? Why are there so many female artists in the first and second tiers? You men can only mingle with those internet celebrities?"
As soon as he said this, all the male artists were terrified. Were they going to be targeted?
A girl with a beautiful face quickly said, "Mr. Mu, you've hit the nail on the head. These people are just taking up company resources, and the Zhang brothers have a special hobby!"
"Oh? What special hobby?" Mu Feng frowned.
All the female artists covered their red lips and let out tinkling laughter.
"Mr. Mu, they both have a fondness for young men, which is why they've recruited so many pretty boys and showpieces. To put it bluntly, these people are just playthings for the Zhang brothers!"
Many female artists held a lot of resentment towards these male artists, as company resources were limited.
Although the resources allocated to those men were not much, their own share of the pie had decreased, and no one would be happy about it!
The pretty boy jumped up in anger and said, "What are you kidding about? This is called fashion, don't you understand? How come you call us trash?"
"What, do you have an opinion? Am I wrong? You effeminate weakling!" The female artist retorted, crossing her arms, unwilling to back down.
He was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, saying, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you! Little guy, stop pretending!"
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, Mu Feng waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop arguing. It's clear your conflicts aren't just a day or two old. Let me say something fair!"
The pretty boy nodded repeatedly, "Mr. Mu, please speak. You must uphold justice for us. We're really not as useless as you think!"
"In my opinion, she's right. You are indeed effeminate weaklings!"
Mu Feng's words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing the last sliver of hope in the hearts of all the male artists.
The male artists trembled with anger, but since the boss had spoken, they dared not utter a word.
After all, Mu Feng's current resources were enough to make them unable to survive in the Chinese entertainment industry.
Even if they left Huayu, they wouldn't dare to offend Mu Feng.
"Mr. Mu, you can't say that. We really have made some contributions!" the pretty boy said aggrievedly.
"Alright, my mind is made up. We don't need to discuss this further. We'll proceed according to the contract later. You'll be compensated every penny owed!"
It wasn't his money anyway, so losing it was fine.
Mu Feng planned to merge Huayu with Shengyuan, thereby becoming the largest brokerage firm in the entire Chinese entertainment industry.
Next, the pretty boy's actions made Mu Feng's skin crawl.
He actually winked coquettishly and pleaded, "Oh, Mr. Mu, I really, really need this job. Besides, Mr. Mu, you're so handsome. How about letting your little brother give you a massage tonight?"
A chill ran down Mu Feng's spine, and he was furious. He shoved the pretty boy away, shouting, "Get out! Get out of the company quickly, you vulgar slut!"
The last shred of hope for the other male artists who were planning to use seduction vanished completely.
Thus, all the male artists were fired out of necessity, with compensation totaling ten million yuan.
However, Mu Feng felt no pain, as these people with questionable orientations were simply disgusting to look at.
He sat in the boss's chair, rubbing his temples, and said, "Where did the Zhang brothers find these vulgar sluts? I feel like I'll be disgusted for a week!"
Suddenly, Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose in his mind.
"Am I being targeted again?"
As soon as he spoke, there was a loud bang as the office door was forcefully kicked open.
Outside in the corridor, a group of pathetic security guards lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.
A tall young man slowly walked into the office.
To Mu Feng's surprise, this young man was none other than Jin Youwei.
However, Jin Youwei was a middle-aged man in his fifties, yet his appearance now was like that of a young man in his early twenties.
"Kid, do you remember me?" he said slowly, walking in and chuckling almost mockingly.
Mu Feng's expression changed slightly, "Are you that Jin Youwei?"
"Good memory, kid. My son died so tragically. Why were you so cruel?" He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"This is interesting. It seems you have a powerful benefactor to be able to restore your appearance to youth. Truly fascinating!"
Mu Feng's eyes held no fear, only curiosity.
Jin Youwei pointed at his nose and laughed, scolding, "Kid, are you even listening to me?"
"Of course, I am. Well, what do you intend to do with me today?" Mu Feng stretched lazily.
"What else? Of course, I want you dead! Son, do you see this? Father will avenge you soon!"
Jin Youwei was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. In his opinion, Mu Feng was already a dead man.
However, Mu Feng soon discovered the underlying issue.
"Aren't you curious why you've become so young? You're also a pitiable person, and I don't want to kill you!" Mu Feng rubbed his nose.
Jin Youwei pointed at his nose and said, "Kid, what are you pretending? Of course, I obtained a great opportunity. I think the truly pitiable person is you!"
Mu Feng chuckled and said, "Since you don't have much time left, I'll tell you. Someone used a secret technique to forcibly shorten your lifespan, concentrating your life essence. Your physical functions will be greatly enhanced, and you might even reach a state of invulnerability. To put it bluntly, even a bomb might not be able to kill you!"
"Kid, what are you joking about? I am an invincible being now. Not living long? Impossible! Even your grandchildren would be dead by the time I'm still alive!"
He paused and continued, "No, no, don't mention grandchildren, you won't even have a son, because today is your death anniversary, hahaha..."
"Truly, ignorance breeds fearlessness. I still have the ability to help you break free, and that way, your life can be saved!"
Mu Feng said with a straight face. He wasn't lying at all, but this Jin Youwei was clearly unaware.