"What? We lost money again?"
Su Jinhua was clearly unaware of this news and her face instantly changed.
Ling Junmo's expression darkened, and he asked coldly, "Yuhong, what's going on?"
Ling Yuhong silently placed his water glass on the coffee table, lowering his head without a word.
"You, what can I say about you." Ling Chengzhi was furious and disappointed, his aged face filled with sorrow.
He was an illegitimate son of the Ling family, raised outside the family since childhood. His experiences were nothing compared to his elder brother's.
Therefore, he had been mediocre his entire life. By this age, he still wasn't qualified to hold any power in Tengkong Group.
Later, he pinned his hopes on his son.
Fortunately, his son was capable. Although his achievements were far from Ling Junye, the son of his elder brother.
At least he had his own business for the second branch, which gave them a footing and meant they didn't have to rely on the main branch for everything or live under someone else's roof.
Who would have thought that under his grandson, he couldn't even manage an entertainment company properly.
It was known that in Tengkong Group, the entertainment company was merely a peripheral industry.
If he couldn't even pass the threshold, how much success could he be expected to achieve?
Ling Chengzhi sighed, his age seeming even more pronounced.
"You tell me, what happened?" Ling Junmo's voice was cold, clearly suppressing his anger.
Ling Yuhong lowered his head and whispered, "I have a friend who returned from advanced studies in France. As soon as he returned, he came to me for help. I saw the beginning of the script he wrote, and it was indeed good. I thought it would be a huge hit, so I gritted my teeth and invested ten million to start filming.
From casting to choosing locations, I personally oversaw everything. Everything went smoothly. Since the script was being written while filming, the progress was a bit slow.
But his script was truly well-written. Masterpieces are carefully crafted. After that, I didn't pay much attention.
Who knew that not long after, he couldn't write any new scripts. He just said he lacked inspiration.
I thought it was fine to take it slow. Unexpectedly, within two days, he vanished, taking the remaining several million in funds with him.
Only later did I find out that the script only had this much, and it was stolen by him."
Ling Chengzhi was so angry he was gasping for breath.
He had managed an entertainment company for several years, yet he lacked such basic discernment.
Ling Junmo took a deep breath and said coldly, "Starting tomorrow, Li Shu will take full charge of Tianbao Entertainment. You will start again from deputy general manager to learn."
"Junmo, Yuhong he..." Su Jinhua still wanted to intercede.
Ling Junmo glared at her directly, "It's all because you've spoiled him. How dare you speak?"
Seeing those angry eyes, Su Jinhua didn't dare to say anything more.
Ling Yucheng, with a calm expression, played with Xia Wantang's small hand, completely detached, as if he hadn't been the one to bring up this topic just now.
Ling Junye and Ling Chengfeng's expressions remained unchanged.
As such things happened frequently, although they were Ling family members, they were essentially two separate households.
If Su Jinhua hadn't provoked Xia Wantang earlier, Ling Yucheng wouldn't have revealed this matter.
This was what was called trying to steal a chicken and ending up losing the rice.
As for her earlier words, they had no impact on Xia Wantang at all.
Old Mrs. Ling and Zhu Yunfei treated Xia Wantang the same as before.
After sitting for a while, Grandpa Ling showed signs of fatigue.
Seeing this, Old Mrs. Ling said, "It's such a hot day, everyone should go back and take a nap."
With the guests being dismissed, the people from the second branch left one after another.
Ling Yucheng also took Xia Wantang back to their room.
This mansion was very large, and Ling Yucheng lived in the East Courtyard.
In the layout of a house, the east is considered superior, and length is honored, so Ling Yucheng lived in the East Courtyard.
Every time Xia Wantang walked through this mansion, she felt a sense of time travel.
The East Courtyard was vast, with side courtyards to the left and right. The bedroom was in the main house.
Entering the main house led directly to the living room, which was divided into an inner and outer area.
The interior decoration leaned towards Chinese style, simple and elegant, very high-class and tasteful.
Xia Wantang lay on the sofa, yawning repeatedly.
The air conditioning was already on, making it very cool, which made one even more drowsy in this sweltering heat.
Ling Yucheng looked at her with deep eyes, his voice as magnetic and sexy as ever.
"Are you sleepy? Go to bed and rest."
Xia Wantang shyly refused to move from the sofa.
Ling Yucheng's deep eyes grew darker. He reached out and tugged at his collar, unbuttoning a few buttons.
Revealing his tight, firm muscle lines, which were very alluring.
Xia Wantang bit her lower lip and shyly averted her eyes. She felt a breeze pass by, the sofa next to her sinking slightly, and then she was pulled into an embrace.
Warm breaths swept across her face, her neck. An intense possessiveness enveloped her.
Then, fine kisses landed on her forehead, her eyes, her red lips.
It was the height of summer, and the sun hung high in the sky.
The scorching sunlight carried a burning warmth, extremely intense.
It shone on every corner of the courtyard.
The glazed tiles reflected colorful light, dazzling and hard to look at directly.
The emerald green was coated with gold, making it even more vibrant, and the clusters of flowers were even more stunning.
Among the lush green leaves of the large tree outside the window, the cicadas chirped, speaking of the heat.
A ray of sunlight slanted into the room, forming spots of light.
Delicate fingers like jade clutched the sofa, wrinkling it into a mess.
Drops of sweat slid down her temples, over her cheeks, and directly into her neck.
Sweat-soaked dark hair clung to her face, each strand distinct. Her crimson lips parted slightly, and a moving sound escaped her mouth.
After an unknown amount of time.
The hands gripping the sofa finally loosened.
Xia Wantang's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her watery eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She looked at the man in front of her with a hint of resentment.
Ling Yucheng's slender fingers gently brushed across her face, his voice magnetic and sexy.
"Sleep. It's still early."
Xia Wantang didn't want to move a finger. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Yucheng gazed at her intently, his eyes gentle. He pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
They slept until evening.
The intense sunlight softened, and the warmth on the skin was no longer scorching.
Xia Wantang's long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes, a hint of confusion flashing in them.
Beside her, the man said softly, "You're awake. You can really sleep."
Following the sound, she saw Ling Yucheng sitting on a single sofa, his long legs crossed, looking lazy and elegant.
His distinctly jointed fingers were bent, holding a mobile phone.
Xia Wantang seemed to remember something and quickly hugged her arms.
Only then did she realize she was covered with a blanket and had changed into a fresh set of pajamas.
She breathed a sigh of relief and sat up. After sleeping for so long, she felt dizzy.
Ling Yucheng looked at her and reached for a glass of warm water on the table, handing it to her.
Her dry throat was moistened, and Xia Wantang exhaled, rubbing her eyes. She subconsciously looked out the window.
Through the window, the sunset reflected outside was exceptionally beautiful.