Suppression

The negotiator nodded, turned off his phone, and returned to the room to resume negotiations with Chang Ping.

"Director Chang, look, we're offering you sixty percent of the profits. If you agree, we can collaborate. This is the best we can offer." The staff member, adopting a humble stance, spoke persuasively.

Chang Ping did not hide his intentions. "Please leave; I will not agree. Besides, I have already signed a contract with Fengshi Films to show it exclusively in their cinemas."

The staff member's heart sank, realizing all hope was lost.

With a cold expression, he gathered his documents and returned to Long Fei Films.

Reporting the situation truthfully to Li Yongnian, the latter kicked the desk in front of him in frustration. "Feng Shuo is truly insidious and cunning."

"Chairman, what should we do now?" 

Li Yongnian lit a cigarette. Though he usually limited himself to around five a day, he now smoked two packs daily due to stress.