bayedsolid Chapter 374 is enough to prove strength
Chapter 374 is enough to prove strength
That afternoon, after I finished entertaining Qin Yu, I returned to the studio. Xu Sisi rushed into the studio in a panic, holding her phone and anxiously shouting, "Sister Gu, something bad has happened! There are negative news about our studio all over the internet, saying that there was something fishy about the financing and that we are not capable of completing the project."
"What? How could this happen? Don't panic, don't panic."
I told Xu Sisi to calm down first, and then I immediately convened a meeting with the core members of the studio.
In the cramped meeting room, everyone was talking at once, creating a chaotic scene.
"Sister Gu, how about we issue a statement to clarify things?" Little Sweetie asked with a worried look.
"What's the use of a statement? The netizens are all on our side now, and they don't believe us at all."
Opinions differed, and the atmosphere was tense.
I pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of various possible solutions in my mind.
"They attacked us with public opinion, so we retaliated in kind. We immediately contacted the media, held a press conference, and made public the details of the financing and project plans, letting the facts speak for themselves. At the same time, we increased our publicity efforts, published more about our studio's advantages and success stories, and tried to salvage our reputation."
Even though we're not entirely confident, we can't let others bully us!
Everyone nodded.
Immediately afterwards, we stopped what we were doing and rushed to prepare materials for the press conference and contact various media outlets.
Suddenly, the phone screen lit up.
The note read: "Ms. Gu, I'm so sorry, I was on a business trip the day before. It was supposed to be a two-hour flight, but I ended up sleeping until the afternoon."
"You managed to ruin such an important collaboration!" I was furious.
"No, someone did something behind the scenes."
"What tricks?"
"The honey trap".
Upon seeing those three words, I immediately put down my phone, mentally cursing him a million times over.
“I’ve run into some issues right now. I’ll have Xu Sisi send this to you. You should find someone and make arrangements as soon as possible.”
"Ah."
I frowned and said anxiously to Xu Sisi, "Sisi, the press conference is about to start. The rumors are still spreading like wildfire. If it affects the cooperation between the studio and Switzerland, then we'll be in big trouble. Time is of the essence. We must come up with a foolproof plan to stop the rumors as soon as possible."
Xu Sisi nodded with a serious expression and replied, "I understand, the situation is indeed critical. Let's first analyze the current situation and then see where we can focus our efforts to minimize the negative impact of the rumors."
"I think there won't be any problems this time. The documents are all ready." No sooner had she finished speaking than Little Sweetie sent me the last document.
"it is good."
Meanwhile, Old Master Song discovered Song Yang's collaboration with me, but the public outcry spread too quickly, and he gave Song Yang a severe dressing down.
"One month, I'm giving you one month! If you can't handle it, then stop interfering in the group's business and go back to the grassroots level to reflect on your actions!"
The phone screen went dark, revealing Song Yang's slightly pale face.
He slammed his phone down on the desk. The financial statements on the desk were scattered about, and the glaring numbers were like sharp knives stabbing straight into my heart.
"Mr. Song, this is the latest report on the flow of funds." Secretary Xiao Wang pushed open the door and placed a stack of documents in front of him.
He opened the file, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "I haven't even started yet, and people are already getting jealous."
He spoke as he looked at the documents.
"You can go out now," he said wearily, rubbing his temples.
Meanwhile, I held a press conference here.
Before the meeting, my phone vibrated. I glanced at the caller ID and saw it was his number.
"Hello?" I answered the phone, trying to keep my voice calm.
“Song Yang…” My voice trembled slightly, “Something’s happened to the studio. Someone is spreading rumors online that our financial analysis report is falsified, and now clients are demanding to terminate their contracts…”
I gripped my phone tightly, and Jiang Yichen told me, "Don't rush, speak slowly."
"I checked, and those rumors were all posted by a few newly registered accounts, but they spread too fast..."
“Listen,” Jiang Yichen interrupted me, “I roughly know who’s behind this.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "It's an internal problem within the Song family. His older brother has always wanted to control the group's finance department..."
"But……"
“Don’t worry about the consequences,” his voice softened, “With me here, I will not let anyone hurt you again.”
The scene was filled with flashing lights, creating a tense atmosphere.
A reporter asked pointedly, "Ms. Gu, there are reports that your studio is having financing problems and is simply unable to complete projects. How do you respond to this?"
Isn't this a response? I smiled, and at the same time, I slightly raised my chin, calmly scanning the entire room, and spoke clearly and firmly: "My friend from the press, the information you mentioned is completely unfounded. Our financing process followed strict financial regulations at every step, and there are complete documents and procedures that can be verified."
As I spoke, I gestured to distribute copies of the financing documents I had prepared to the reporters present, and continued, "What you see now is the contract we signed with a Swiss private banker, as well as an audit report issued by a third-party authoritative institution, which details the source of funds and the planned use of the funds. Every single transaction is transparent and aboveboard."
On the other side, Song Yang sat at the end of the long table, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface. Opposite him sat the heads of three self-media outlets, exchanging uneasy glances.
“President Song, this…” One of them had just started to speak when he raised his hand to interrupt him.
“Spreading false information without verification,” he pushed a stack of documents over, “has already caused us reputational damage. These are the relevant legal provisions and the false reports you published.”
The conference room was completely silent, except for the hum of the air conditioner. Song Yang could see the cold sweat beading on their foreheads.
“Now,” he stood up, placing his hands on the table, “stop spreading this immediately, delete the relevant content, and post an apology on the homepage.”
“But Mr. Song,” another person tried to explain, “we also received an anonymous tip…”
"Anonymous leak?" He sneered. "Have you verified it? Or are you saying you'd publish anything for a fee?"
The three of them turned deathly pale.
Song Yang looked at them fiercely and said, "I'll give you two choices. First, do as I say; second, see you in court. But just so you know, I recently acquired a law firm."
"We'll get on it right away!" the three said almost in unison.
At this moment, I paused briefly, my gaze sweeping across the faces of the reporters one by one, observing their reactions.
"As for questioning our ability to complete projects, I would like to say that although our studio is small, our team members are all elites in the industry, and our past successes are enough to prove our strength."