Reborn Cultural Empire

78. Ninety-three, need to be in the mud, to Kou Zhi

"Don't worry, Brother Luo, they're just talking..."

"Not this." Rogo shook his head and interrupted Yang Yi: "I know these islanders are talking harshly. To put it mildly, they want to show their determination. They really need to go through legal channels. They will lose this case."

"But our reputation is not good either." Yang Yi shrugged nonchalantly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Rogo patted his tui: "What I'm surprised about is that this is obviously a thing that hurts others and does not benefit oneself. Who would do business like this?"

Yang Yi smiled inwardly. In the final analysis, Rogo had little contact with foreign businessmen before, and lacked understanding of their national characteristics. Chinese businessmen believe in business methods such as making money with harmony and being flexible, which may not be suitable for outsiders.

Moreover, once Shueisha introduces the copyright of "Clouds", it is imperative to find another way out for the overhaul of the plot of "op". It is not incomprehensible that Nomura Shinna insisted on obtaining the peripheral authorization of "Yunhuang" because of the previous achievements.

Once it comes to the conflict of interests, the contradictions are always more acute.

Yang Yi shook his head: "From our point of view, it is harming others and not benefiting ourselves. People may think that it is better to be broken than to be whole. Brother Luo, don't forget the cherry blossom traits in these people's bones. Besides, they just lost a little lawsuit. If we don’t pay for it, we can build up momentum in the country, first ruin our reputation, and boycott the registration of "Yunhuang" in the island country in the future... From this point of view, their thinking is far-reaching enough."

"Then what should I do?" Exporting to the outside world, this is the first time that Siyue Culture has encountered such a thing, and Mr. Fat seems to have lost some of his usual demeanor of scolding Fang Qiu, and he is a little undecided.

Yang Yi grinned, his eyes full of jokes: "Brother Luo, do you count as an insider in the civil war or an outsider in the civil war? I remember being so dumbfounded when I saw you attract investment last time."

Boss Fat rolled his eyes angrily: "The subordinates are all here, save me some face, okay?"

After the Shueisha people left, the two operating editors inevitably had some worried expressions on their faces, but now seeing their boss and "the most special one in Siyue Culture", they still had the intention to make fun of each other, so they gave it away. In one breath, they offered flattery one after another and then laughed and said goodbye, leaving room for the two to make decisions.

"Don't worry, this trick of appealing is a big killer, and it won't be used easily, and they are afraid that we will countersued." Yang Yi looked at Rogo firmly: "They will think of other ways first, just see the trick and dismantle it. "

In fact, this shameless plagiarist said in his heart that if those people really hurt others, he would not benefit himself for the jump comics after 97.

"Anyway, I hope I don't go to that point. After all, we are all businessmen." Rogo stood beside Yang Yi. He couldn't tell the relationship between the guest and the host or the superior and the subordinate just from his appearance and temperament. He only had a little admiration beyond his age. : "Why do you think they don't know how to take a step back?"

Probably because he is a cultural person who does business; and you are a businessman who does cultural business... Uh, this is definitely not belittling this fat man Yang Yi sniffed and pointed at the color that darkened at only 5 or 6 o'clock , the neon lights have been scattered on the street, and the warmth that belongs to the winter city is gradually permeating: "Hey, if you don't care about the food, I'm going back."

……

"Director, what are we going to do if this student insists on not letting go? Are we really going to file a lawsuit?" The two people who followed Nomura Shinnai, the intellectually beautiful woman was his assistant, and the other was "Youth Jump" An editor of ", originally his task was to conduct a certain review and adaptation of the imported comic content, but he didn't expect that there is no such thing as him now.

"It's very difficult. If you don't introduce "Yunhuang", there is a danger of being attacked by competitors as "op" for imitation and plagiarism; if you introduce "Yunhuang", you can't give up peripheral authorization, or it will be a big loss for the agency. Shinna Nomura frowned slightly and said, "The last words are nothing more than a statement of our determination, and we haven't reached that point yet."

"So, director, should we go find another artist, the 'Zero' above?" Nomura Shinnai's female assistant lowered her head and said modestly: "Although it's strange that the boy we met in the afternoon only has the copyright, but is not responsible for it." Painting, but if you find the painter and persuade him, maybe it will help the negotiation?"

Hearing this proposal from his subordinates, Shinna Nomura nodded solemnly: "This route can be considered, but how to contact the painter 'Zero' who has no information is also a problem. Well, we will hand over this matter to you. Here you go."

The female assistant nodded sharply: "Hayi."

……

When people from several island countries mentioned the mysterious painter "Zero" in their eyes, Yang Yi was also pacing back and forth at home. The hut that belonged to him was still only about ten square meters, but the furnishings inside seemed to span an entire area in an instant. Century—the carpet is a very popular one, but it is warm enough to be ironed. There are two wardrobes and a desk with only a light layer of varnish. Then there is a bookcase that occupies one wall and has a corner. what empty space.These things fill the small room to the brim.

However, in the space that was supposed to fill people with warmth, the owner of the room was fiddling with his mobile phone hesitantly, and he didn't even hear his mother calling for dinner several times.

"Do you still eat or not? Xiaoyi" Yang Min's control over Yang Yi is very loose now, or because of the earth-shaking changes that happened to her son, and the impact of this change on the family, she There is always some discomfort that I don’t know how to speak.

Every parent has a dream of looking forward to their son becoming a dragon. When a little baby who continues their own flesh and blood is born, their gentle eyes may not have reflected the image of their son or daughter in the future. Or the elegant and beautiful skirt... Yang Min is also like this, she has not seen too many big worlds, and she only dared to think of this step.But when Yang Yi's grades far exceeded her expectations, she couldn't show much majesty as a parent, and what was left was only the kindness of a mother.

"You eat, Mom, I've eaten outside." Yang Yi chuckled, trying to make his voice sound cheerful: "There is a business meal for the boss."

"Returning the business meal, what a big man, and cheating Boss Luo's meal." Yang Min spat in the living room, but there was a helpless smile on his face.

But Yang Yi in the back room hesitated for a while, and finally dialed the number he just learned this morning.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Su Wan's mother was standing by the window, where she could see the blue walls of the old alley, and the dim light bulbs hanging from the lonely telephone poles, casting light Blocked by a bare branch, there are still many shadows of branches on the glass in front of me.

The phone has only been installed for less than a week, and not many people know about it. Who would call at this time.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Yang Yi." The slightly green voice on the phone made Su's mother smile instantly: "Student Yang, can you find Wan Wan if you have something to do?"

"Well, I just wanted to ask if Su Wan came home." Yang Yi didn't think it would be pleasant to be called by Su Wan's nickname in front of his mother, so he pretended to be very ordinary: "I have something to do in the afternoon. I went to the publishing house first, afraid that Su Wan would be alone..."

"Oh, it's all right, she'll be back at noon..."

Su Wan's mother hadn't finished speaking in a hurry, and Su Wan, who came to the side at some point, answered the phone. In the girl's home, the relationship between the two generations was probably the same as that of Yang Yi's side. The girl's taciturn personality made her look even more aggressive when facing her mother, so she simply took it: "Thank you, someone sent me back."

Mother Su on the side wondered, "When will someone send you off..."

Then he looked into his daughter's eyes, which appeared clear but far away in the faint light of the night, making it difficult for him as a mother to touch her heart, and suddenly became a little dumb.

Although her experience and experience made her see that her daughter seemed to have some special feelings for Yang Yi, she didn't know how to communicate with Su Wan about some things.

object?Not to mention the fact that Yang Yiyi's own family is kind and beneficial, just considering the wealth and ability this boy has now, I am afraid that many parents of daughters' families are happy to see such a thing come true.

But it was even worse for her to support such a thing. After hesitating for a while, Su's mother finally had no choice but to sigh from the bottom of her heart, and went back to her room as if she didn't know anything.

"Is there anything else?" Su Wan's style was so indifferent, her tone of voice was the same as her expression, almost without any temperature, just like the air current on a high-altitude ice peak, no matter how sunny or cold it was.

It is cold.

"Well, someone sent you?" Yang Ban raised his head, his heart bursting with unspeakable, wanting to use a joking question to clear up the stagnant atmosphere between the phone lines, but facing the quiet phone receiver , but difficult to export.

Whether it's EQ or IQ, Su Wan is not the kind of top-notch girl, it can even be said that she is mediocre, but she has the most direct heart-warming coldness.This kind of characteristic makes any hypocrisy and pretentiousness be tantamount to display in front of her.

"Yes, nothing else, I hung up."

"Well, goodbye then." The blind voice that the phone was hung up came from the other end, and Yang Yi suddenly felt as if something had been dropped, and his heart was empty.

No insomnia, but tossing and turning for a long time.

……

In the lobby of Jinling Hotel, the heating was fully turned on. Although it was only before 7 o'clock in the morning, less than half of the booths in the morning tea area were vacant.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, there is a gloomy and gloomy weather, and the water town in the south of the Yangtze River is filled with bleakness. When the door of the hotel lobby is occasionally opened, the moment the cold wind blows in, it seems to infuse this dullness and gloomyness.

Just like the three people in a booth, Shinna Nomura is taking two of his subordinates to eat breakfast. As for whether their minds are on the exquisite snacks in front of them, it is unknown.

"After Zhu Jun comes over, let him take the well down to inquire about 'Zero'. Fujioka and I will go to Siyue Culture and meet their president." Nomura Shinnai only knows how depressed he is. , but on the surface, especially in front of his subordinates, he is still calm and resolute. At least this appearance makes people look a lot more confident.

"Hayi." The two subordinates on this China trip nodded in unison.

Although in public places, the behavior of these islanders is indeed cautious and polite, but it is different from the behavior of the people around them, and it still attracts some attention. For example, not far from a booth, several middle-aged men coincidentally turned his head.

"Mr. Chishang, how many of you over there seem to be your compatriots?" The man who spoke was wearing a well-made suit, but even so, he didn't look imposing at all, but on the seat next to him, The unreserved admiration in the eyes of a young man who looks like an assistant can explain some problems.

And the Mr. Ikegami he was talking about, that is, Ikegami Suichi on the opposite seat, is the president of the Tea Growers Joint Development Association of Shizuoka County, an island country. I didn't expect to meet my compatriots at the Jinling Hotel.

"It should be." Ikegami Jieyi was also a little curious at this time. Mr. Xiao in front of him should not care about these trivial matters. After all, it is rumored that the customers from the island country are stranded in Yuezhou, and the local tea merchant who came to meet him It's not just Mr. Xiao's family, but he looks so confident that he still talks leisurely about issues unrelated to cooperation, which makes Ikegami look up to him.

"President, the few people over there should be members of the famous Shueisha in China." The assistant next to Ikegami Suichi said in a low voice.

"Oh, you know them?" Chi Shangjie hummed.

"Yes, because the younger brother in the family loves their works."

When these words fell into the ears of the middle-aged president, a smile appeared in his eyes: "My son also likes their things, but I don't pay attention to them without you."

The young assistant thought that the boss was saying that he was immature, and regretted it in his heart, his face flushed red: "I also found out by accident..."

On the other hand, Mr. Xiao, who was on the opposite side, took a good look at his words and smiled and explained to the little assistant: "It seems that your compatriots have encountered some troubles, I don't know..."

Mr. Xiao didn't finish his sentence, but Chishang understood what he meant, and he hesitated for a while. He was in a foreign country, and he was in trouble with his compatriots. Besides, he was also a member of Shueisha, his son's favorite... But he rashly met him like this. Invitation, after all, seems a little too presumptuous.