169: King Yama's roll call

President Chen?

He's actually this young?

The group of artists were all shocked.

If the management hadn't spoken up first, they would have thought he was some newly debuted star!

It was hard to say if people who could survive in the entertainment industry had solid professional skills, but their ability to read people and flatter others was definitely top-notch in their own ways.

After reacting, the artists stood up abruptly, each of their handsome and beautiful faces showing expressions of admiration.

“Hello, President Chen!”

“Hello, President Chen!”

“President Chen...”

Chen Qiu only gave a faint nod before taking a seat, surrounded by the management team.

The three women following closely behind Chen Qiu were preparing to sit on the other side naturally, but someone quickly moved three chairs over for them.

Zhang Mantong and Shao Shushuang sat down without thinking much of it.

Both of them were people who didn't view stars or the entertainment industry through a filtered lens.

On the contrary, Cheng Yun, the dance student who had struggled on the fringes of the entertainment industry for a long time, was a bit at a loss receiving this kind of treatment for the first time.

Especially when the group of familiar idols and artists in front of her were all sizing her up with curious and inquisitive gazes, Cheng Yun felt a sense of trepidation in her heart.

By what merit did she have the right to sit in front of these stars in an entertainment industry where seniority was the underlying logic?

Her eyes subconsciously looked toward Chen Qiu, and after seeing his calm and composed profile, she seemed to suddenly find the source of her confidence.

She herself didn't have the qualifications to sit in this position.

But, by following behind Chen Qiu, she possessed that qualification!

After taking an imperceptible deep breath, Cheng Yun sat down with a relaxed expression.

At this general assembly where so many artists were present, Chen Qiu didn't say much.

After giving a textbook speech about the culture of the Qingmang Era and painting a grand vision for everyone, he walked into the small conference room inside with the management to start the formal meeting.

“The company's various business operations can just be carried out step-by-step; I won't interfere too much.”

Chen Qiu's first sentence made the management team breathe a sigh of relief.

As an established company that had stood in the entertainment industry for over a decade, the internal personnel structure of the Qingmang Era was relatively complex.

The previous relationships between shareholders were also intricate and tangled.

But no one expected that someone could actually acquire 80% of the shares from such complex equity relationships!

This meant that this new boss's connections and background were so strong that he could even get shareholders who previously didn't get along to do him a favor.

They had been trembling with fear, worrying that this young new boss would start with drastic reforms as soon as he arrived.

Looking at it now, it was likely the family behind him who bought the Qingmang Era for him.

And this young master seemingly just wanted to be a hands-off boss.

“A hands-off boss is good!”

“This kind of young master probably just wants to play around with stars or something; we just need to arrange a few more for him...”

Just as some managers were thinking this in their hearts, Chen Qiu's tone suddenly shifted.

“Of course, please forgive me for not being able to tolerate certain behaviors that infringe upon the company's interests.”

“For instance, Manager Qu, you signed dual contracts with an endorser, embezzling three million in company profits and artist remuneration...”

Manager Qu's face suddenly turned pale.

Before he could even open his mouth to defend himself, Chen Qiu called out another name.

“Manager Hao, you over-reported program expenses by thirty percent...”

“Supervisor Mao...”

Every time Chen Qiu spoke, it was like the King of Hell calling the roll!

Each person whose name was called had a face that was almost paler than a ghost's.

Especially since every time Chen Qiu mentioned someone, he could clearly state the specific time, the method of operation, and the total amount embezzled.

In less than ten minutes, Chen Qiu had called out a total of six people.

At this moment, they were all slumped in their chairs like piles of mud.

“Please take these individuals to the conference room next door; someone will take them away later.”

As Chen Qiu's voice fell, horror instantly appeared on the six people's deathly pale faces.

“President Chen, President Chen, I'm willing to return the money I took along with compensation to the company, just give me a break!”

“President Chen...”

Watching the few people being dragged next door, the remaining managers present were already drenched in sweat.

They stared fixedly at the tabletop, not daring to move an inch, for fear that they would hear their own names from Chen Qiu's mouth in the next moment.

“Everyone...”

As soon as Chen Qiu spoke, he keenly noticed that nearly half of the remaining people present trembled slightly.

Chen Qiu shook his head and laughed inwardly.

“This psychological quality isn't quite up to par...”

It seemed that the method of 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey' was truly effective throughout the ages!

Aside from those few just now, he naturally knew which other people had dirty hands.

It should be said that according to the files displayed in the system, none of the management in the Qingmang Era had clean hands!

It was merely a matter of degree!

And Chen Qiu had only just cleared out a wave of greedy and incompetent middle management.

He couldn't possibly send all of the management in on the first day.

A complete overhaul had to be done step by step.

“You are all capable people, and the company won't mistreat you. However, regarding illegal acts like those committed by the individuals just now, you must proceed with caution in the future!”

As Chen Qiu spoke, his gaze, carrying a half-smile, swept across the rest of the people present.

Their scalps tightened, each feeling as if Chen Qiu was singling them out.

“President Chen is right, I, Old Hu, am the first to support this!”

“Black sheep like that should have been cleared out long ago...”

The remaining middle and high-level management all expressed their indignation one after another!

In their hearts, however, they were panicked and nervous.

Wasn't he supposed to be a hands-off boss, a young master who played with female stars?

They hadn't seen him play with female stars yet, but they felt like they were about to be played out first!

Chen Qiu withdrew his gaze and took out a document.

“This is a proposal for a girl group survival show. Take a look at it first; it will be a major project for our Qingmang in the future.”

Hearing this, the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

It seemed that page had been turned!

In the future, no matter what, they had to properly serve this President Chen who didn't blink an eye when dealing with people.

“It looks like our Qingmang is going to have another hit variety show...”

Before they had even seen the document, the crowd immediately began to flatter him... Compared to the trembling management inside, the group of artists outside was slightly more relaxed.

As the Qingmang Era was mostly occupied by idol stars, most of them were around the same age as Chen Qiu.

Seeing a boss of their own age whose personality seemed quite good, their moods instantly relaxed a lot.

“No matter what, this President Chen's face looks much better than the previous President Ren's!”

“He should be an easy person to get along with.”

But just as this perception was beginning to form among the artists, the sound of wailing and crying suddenly drifted over.

A few familiar middle managers were seen being forcibly dragged out.

“President Chen, please give me another chance! I have elderly parents and young children to support; I don't want to go in...”

Hearing the managers and supervisors who couldn't even stand up, the artists' scalps instantly went numb.

How many minutes had it been?

A few of them were already going in?