Chapter 160: Forced to Liangshan, the Five Heavenly Star Tigers?

Downstairs of the Galaxy Television Building.

Several people walked out from inside.

The scene that had just unfolded, and the words spoken by Zhang Hua'an, completely mesmerized the four blockheads with his coolness.

Zhao Feng: "Wasn't President Zhang just too cool?"

Sun Han: "Damn, I've never seen President Zhang look so domineering before."

Li Hang: "Does only Qin Yufang have the power to unleash President Zhang's masculine charm?"

Zhou Yang: "Hey, shouldn't we be concerned about President Zhang right now? Whose call did he actually take to the point that he's even smoking?"

At this moment, the four of them looked over together.

They saw Zhang Hua'an holding his phone and walking aside.

It seemed as though he had heard some incredible news.

His expression was actually even more solemn than when he had seen Qin Yufang earlier.

Moreover, it had been a long time since they had seen Zhang Hua'an smoke.

Yet right now, he had somehow fished out a cigarette from somewhere, though he merely clamped it between his lips without lighting it.

Even though the four of them were a bit dense, having followed Zhang Hua'an for so long, they naturally understood what certain details represented to him.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Hua'an would only think about smoking when facing major events.

The last time he smoked was when he decided to take the four of them and terminate their contracts to leave.

And now he was smoking again.

What could possibly have happened?

…

At this moment, Zhang Hua'an held his phone to his ear.

Qian Jida's voice came from the other end: "Zhang Hua'an, the opportunity is right in front of you. Whether you seize it depends entirely on you, but if I were you, I would grab it and give it a try.

You don't have to believe me, but these are Su Mu's exact words. He said it would take off, and it definitely will, because I've never seen him lose."

Zhang Hua'an: "Qian Jida, I've already said it, you don't need to worry about my affairs."

Qian Jida: "Cut the crap, spare me that kind of tough talk. If we're talking, let's talk about the main point: Are you coming or not?"

Zhang Hua'an: "..."

Qian Jida: "Seriously, at a time like this, pride is truly unimportant. The most important ability of a good manager is knowing how to make the optimal choice.

Most of the time, opportunities are chosen by the manager. What kind of platform to go to, what kind of work to do, what kind of opportunities to pursue—I think you know these things better than I do.

Now it's time for you to choose: either come over to our side and prove your ability in the future, or give up and continue wandering around like headless flies with those four blockheads.

Hurry up, give me a straight answer!"

Zhang Hua'an: "Wait a minute, Qian Jida, you suddenly called and dropped all of this on me; you at least have to give me some time to think about it!"

Qian Jida: "Think my foot! Only an idiot wouldn't agree. If I were you, I'd immediately bring those four dolts over right now, understand?"

Zhang Hua'an: "Right now?"

Qian Jida: "Duh."

Listening to Qian Jida's words.

Zhang Hua'an stood up in a daze. He first glanced at the building behind him.

Recalling the mockery Qin Yufang had just hurled at them to their faces.

Perhaps also spurred on by her provocation, coupled with Qian Jida's psychological manipulation.

Zhang Hua'an's heart was somewhat swayed.

After a long while.

He removed the unlit cigarette from his lips.

A helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Send me the address."

…

In the car on the way to Su Mu's studio.

The more Zhang Hua'an thought about it, the more wrong it felt.

He always felt as though he had been mentally manipulated by Qian Jida.

Yet he couldn't find any evidence.

Zhao Feng: "Really? Are we really going to Brother Su Mu's studio?"

Sun Han: "Wow! That's so cool!"

Li Hang: "Aish, President Zhang, why didn't you mention it earlier? If I had known, I would have brought some skincare products for Brother Su Mu as a welcome gift."

Zhou Yang: "Should we buy a funeral wreath or bring a fruit basket instead?"

"Can you four just keep quiet for a moment!" Zhang Hua'an reached his breaking point. "Skincare your sister, what funeral wreath? We're not attending a funeral, we're checking out their office!"

"Calm your anger, President Zhang."

"Getting angry ruins your skin."

"Are skincare products bad?"

"I..."

Zhang Hua'an: "Shut your traps!"

…

One hour later.

The car stopped downstairs from Su Mu's studio.

As the group got out, they happened to see Master Zhu washing the car.

The four blockheads let out a collective gasp of admiration.

Their faces filled with envy.

After all, it was a nine-million-yuan RV.

Su Mu thought it wasn't expensive, but in reality, it was already extremely high-end.

Master Zhu glanced at them and smugly continued washing the car.

At that moment, Little Orange had already come down.

When Zhang Hua'an saw her, his expression softened slightly.

Little Orange: "President Zhang, the Boss and President Qian are waiting for you upstairs."

Zhang Hua'an nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Entering the studio.

Zhang Hua'an wasn't particularly surprised by how small Su Mu's space was.

Generally speaking, independent artists' studios were like this in the initial stages.

Besides, a three-hundred-square-meter studio was completely sufficient for a dozen people to work in.

However, if they wanted to expand further in the future and sign more artists and business departments—

Like media companies such as Giant Elephant Star Entertainment, where each department has an independent conference room, artist training grounds, recording studios, design departments, and other such optimized structures—

Then a single floor might not even be enough.

Of course,

Having a lot of people doesn't necessarily mean making a lot of money.

It also depends on whether the specific operations can match that scale.

If profits and losses are usually out of proportion, adjustments must certainly be made.

Just like when Star Media once prepared to shelve NNQT in order to reallocate resources.

Actually, having four more people in a company doesn't make much difference, and having four fewer doesn't either.

Hanging around the company would just mean earning a basic subsistence allowance.

Naturally, Zhang Hua'an was unwilling to accept that.

"You're here, welcome."

At this moment, Qian Jida and Su Mu walked out.

When Zhang Hua'an saw the two of them, for a moment he didn't even know what to say.

Mind you, just a year ago, they had been preparing to battle it out on a street dance variety show.

And now, here he was, bringing those four over to pledge their allegiance.

It just felt a bit awkward.

"Hello, Brother Su Mu!"

"Congratulations on the 1.8 billion box office!"

"Awesome 666~!"

"Brother Su Mu, what skincare products do you use? How is your skin so good?"

"..." Zhang Hua'an wore a dark expression.

These four certainly knew how to make themselves at home; the way they spoke was so casual.

Su Mu smiled: "Welcome, everyone. Don't just stand there, let's talk inside."

Zhang Hua'an nodded: "Okay."

The group went into the office and sat down.

As for the four blockheads of NNQT, they were left outside.

Su Mu and Qian Jida exchanged a glance.

Without exchanging too many pleasantries.

They went straight to the point.

Su Mu: "I think the superfluous words aren't necessary. Let's talk about business. If they sign with my studio, I can provide all four of them with good resources."

Zhang Hua'an looked at Su Mu: "Su Mu, I know this is well-intentioned of you and Qian Jida, and I'm not someone who refuses to see reason, but I have to say, trying to promote a group is much harder than an individual, especially since the four of them are currently in a bad stage."

Su Mu smiled: "So?"

Zhang Hua'an: "You and Qian Jida can't possibly be unaware of their potential. Frankly speaking, after leading them for so long, even I have become lost by now, having completely no idea how to make them popular.

So even with all this, you still want to sign them?"

Su Mu smiled: "Wanting to become popular is simple; a single drama series is enough, and I can make all four of them soar."

Zhang Hua'an was startled: "A single one? Is that really enough?"

Qian Jida chimed in: "Don't you have no other paths left anyway? Why not come over to our side and give it a try?"

Zhang Hua'an lowered his head in silence.

A few minutes later.

He raised his head to look at Qian Jida and Su Mu: "Alright, we'll come."

…

Outside the office door.

At this moment, the four blockheads were chatting with Little Orange, Little Li, and Little Zhang.

Perhaps due to the attraction between similar souls.

They quickly hit it off.

Little Li and Little Zhang were very excited, not expecting to see other celebrities drop by.

Little Orange proudly said: "Let me introduce you, these two are my underlings."

Zhao Feng: "Hello there."

Sun Han: "Awesome, Boss Orange, you even have underlings now."

Li Hang: "Boss Orange, do you usually not use facial masks?"

Zhou Yang: "I feel like you should use that hydrating one; your skin would become supple in half a month. No worries, we'll gift you a set when the time comes."

Little Orange touched her cheek, somewhat delighted: "Wow, really?"

"Of course."

"When it comes to skincare, we're professionals."

"You definitely won't go wrong using what we give you."

"Absolutely smooth and supple!"

Little Orange blossomed with joy, then patted her chest: "Alright! Then once you're in the studio, Sister Orange will have your backs!"

Hearing this, the four blockheads were thrilled.

Little Li and Little Zhang smiled apologetically nearby, though inwardly they could only sigh.

Isn't this purely fooling newcomers?

Aside from the two of them, who else would Little Orange dare to bully, pray tell?

In this studio.

If anyone could truly have their backs, it was probably only that man with the independent office.

What a pity, these four newcomers didn't understand.

They even paid homage to the wrong boss.

Just as they were thinking this.

The office door opened.

Su Mu, Qian Jida, and Zhang Hua'an walked out from inside.

Qian Jida: "Everyone, gather around for a moment, the Boss has an announcement to make."

Hearing Qian Jida's voice.

Xu Jiang, Sun Liaojun, Master Zhu, and the others all walked over one after another.

In fact, they could pretty much guess what Su Mu was going to say anyway.

With Little Orange's loose lips, coupled with the gossipy Little Li and Little Zhang, in less than a minute, everyone already knew.

However, the formal process still had to be observed.

Everyone looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu: "Everyone, here's the deal: starting today, our studio is welcoming new members—the former Five Tigers of Star Entertainment!"

Zhang Hua'an: "-_-||..."

Qian Jida: "......?"

Su Mu: "Gold-medal manager, President Zhang Hua'an, along with NNQT's Zhao Feng, Sun Han, Li Hang, and Zhou Yang! They are about to sign with our studio, let's give them a warm welcome."

Clatter, clatter.

Scattered applause rang out.

Zhao Feng: "Does that mean we should call Brother Su Mu 'Boss' from now on?"

Sun Han: "Finally, we have an organization again."

Li Hang: "Boss... will we become popular?"

Zhou Yang: "We don't want to let President Zhang down anymore."

Su Mu smiled and patted the group: "From now on, President Zhang will still lead you, and I will also give you the opportunity to take flight.

The reason you couldn't get popular before was simply because you hadn't found the right positioning. Once the right positioning is found, everything will be easily resolved."

Zhang Hua'an was stunned: "Positioning?"

Su Mu nodded: "Just like cosmetics; some have their uses clearly labeled from the start, while others need to be deeply excavated. Let me ask you, what is hand cream for?"

Zhao Feng: "For smearing on hands."

Su Mu: "What about eye cream?"

Sun Han: "For smearing around the eyes."

Su Mu: "And facial cream?"

Li Hang: "For smearing on the face!"

Su Mu smiled: "Right, then what about BB cream?"

Zhou Yang: "Ha, well of course that's for smearing on—uh... no, wait..."

Qian Jida: "..."

Zhang Hua'an: "!!!"

Little Orange: (⊙o⊙)!

Sun Liaojun: "(￣_￣||)"

Xu Jiang: "..."

Everyone was astonished.

[Punchline Proficiency +1]

[Nonsensical Comedy +1]

Su Mu: "Look, artists who haven't found their positioning are like BB cream without a labeled purpose; you don't even know where it's supposed to be applied, so how can you attract more traffic and viewers?

Therefore, later on, we need to repackage you and give the four of you a new direction! First of all, your hairstyles—they need to grow out just a bit longer, yes."

[Speech Proficiency +1]

"!!!"

"???"

"..."

…

…

…

Regarding the contract with Zhang Hua'an and the others.

Su Mu handed it over to Qian Jida to handle.

The contract terms went through the legal department, which was very convenient.

It was a quite standard artist contract.

Resources would be provided in the early stages, followed by a percentage-based revenue split, and so on.

Of course,

They might not be starting their journey quite that quickly.

Because Xu Jiang's side would probably need a bit of time.

…

April.

IQiyi sent over the contract...

(End of this chapter)