With his body leaning forward slightly, his elbows are supported on his thighs, and his hands are held together, Zhao Yongqi's star eyes glanced around and said in a deep voice: "For us, we naturally hope that each of our artists can be outstanding. But in fact, this is completely impossible. Even if each of them is outstanding, the final result is that some of them will choose to leave Qiying because of resource issues. By that time, no matter how many new people we cultivate, we will also form the problem of competing for resources and reputation between ourselves and our own families.

Instead of waiting for this situation to happen, it is better to concentrate limited resources on the few people we are optimistic about. Those new generations have them every year, but not everyone has the opportunity, and they can even play supporting roles in their lifetime. So, simply push them to the market to choose. No matter how bad the production is, as long as the theme is not a problem, it will also be loved by some audiences. If one or two of the leading actors are recognized by the public, then will we concentrate resources on newcomers, which is more convenient than we ourselves to support someone? What's more, how to film and how to treat work attitudes, I used to teach by example, but now as it develops faster and faster, it can no longer keep up with the pace of the times. Then, if they are deceived by false words, they will only be themselves. Although this natural choice method of survival of the fittest is cruel, for us now, it is the easiest, most cost-saving and most successful way. What do you think?"

"No wonder you kid only invested, but didn't want to be called Qi Ying to participate in the production." Cheng He nodded for a long time, patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder and smiled: "I was worried that you kid would be in trouble now, but now it seems that I am worried about it. You kid are smart and like a monster. You are done with all your thoughts first."

"This is also impossible." Zhao Yongqi shook his head helplessly and sighed: "When Xiaolu and the others first got up, I had the energy to deal with them about ten boys and girls, so I'll talk about it. Now, there are nearly fifty young artists signed under Qiying. Even if we invest in six to ten dramas a year, we can't use them all. Even if we use them, it's just for an inconspicuous character. In this case, it's not their turn to make a comeback for three to five years, not to mention that there are newcomers every year, and the tastes of the audience are changing, which is likely to make them rot in Qiying for the rest of their lives. If this is the case, it's better to let them go out and the audience recognizes it. If the audience recognizes it, we will be more resource-oriented. If the audience doesn't recognize it, we will let them die!"

"Although my husband said it a bit harshly, this is actually a chance to stand out." Xiao Baozi gently pinched Zhao Yongqi's arm and said with a smile: "Not to talk about other things, at least other companies in the circle will not consider their own artists so much. As for whether they can stand out, it depends on their own."

"Well, Baozi is right. Gold will always shine. If it weren't for gold, no matter how hard it was polished, it would be a stubborn stone." Yang Mu nodded and said in agreement: "Now, we have the oldest generation of Qiying, and the new generation has the Little Deer and the others to take the lead. In the next generation, give them a chance. Whether it is an online drama or a micro-film, whether it can watch their own, it is not disappointing them."

"Hehe, others say that brothers are united and their strength is to cut off gold. I think this couple is united and they are united and they are hard to break the mountains and rivers." Cheng He smiled and patted Zhao Yongqi and said, "Master Zhao, no, no, it is the Director of Operations. Your strategy has never been passed unconditionally. It turns out that the support behind this is quite large."

"Go on the side! Talking about the serious business well, when you say it, it seems that something is going on." Zhao Yongqi opened Cheng He's fat hand angrily, waved his hand with disgust, pointed at the still rushing around the ocean pool with Hanghang, and from time to time, Beibei, who screamed happily, said, "Leave your daughter and wife, hurry up and jump into the sea."

"Damn, I knew you were ill-intentioned to my baby, and now even my wife started to make decisions?" Cheng He angrily stopped Zhao Yongqi and prepared to give him a thrust!

"Cheng He, how are you talking?!" Shuangshuang, who was originally smiling and listening to Shuangshuang, now her eyebrows were raised and she instantly landed her fist on Cheng He's head.

"Ah, wife, I was wrong! There are so many people, give me some face!" Cheng He, who was grabbed by his ear, immediately started screaming, and he had no intention of dealing with Zhao Yongqi.

"Look, look, sister-in-law is powerful! Get rid of this bitch, I'll cook for my sister-in-law." Zhao Yongqi finished pleasing with a flattering smile, got up and took off his formal clothes, rolled up his shirt sleeves and went into the kitchen. He even had time to say to Cheng He: "Brother He, do I need to prepare incense, candles, paper money, etc., so I can give you a farewell ceremony later?"

"Get out of here!"

"Hahaha……"

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The topics of men can only attract the interest of little women for a while. Similarly, the things discussed between little women are like the Book of Heaven in men. Just like now, when the little women are surrounded by the goddess of buns and began to discuss what clothes will be popular in the new year, Cheng He was already happily entering the kitchen and continuing to mess with his brothers.

"Xiao Qi, I said that if you travel to ancient times, you will definitely be a perfect God of Food." Cheng He saw Zhao Yongqi cutting all kinds of ingredients neatly on the operating table into the size he wanted, and couldn't help but sigh, "Although I have seen it countless times, every time I see it, I still feel amazing."

"If I really travel through time, I probably won't even cook." Zhao Yongqi threw the chicken pieces into the basin on the side to soak them, then picked up the radish and said, "The difference between modern and ancient times is very different. Those who can become the God of Food by traveling through time to time are just a big deal. It's just like there was a food drama recently selling dog meat. I was convinced that I could go to ancient times to have Coke and bread. I guess the screenwriter probably never even went in the kitchen."

"Hahaha..." Cheng He laughed, as if he was in a good mood.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious. The screenwriter should first study what era Coca-Cola entered our country. It was during World War II! After that, it took so many years for such a huge multinational company to allow Chinese people to accept this strange taste." Zhao Yongqi took away the chopped radish and said when washing his hands: "What's even more exaggerated is that he actually used spicy strips to make the pre-dinner order. I went there, and the side dishes before the meal must conform to the basic principles of lightness and appetizing. If you use this spicy thing to make the pre-dinner, the restaurant will no longer be open, because no matter what main course you cook, the taste will be covered up because of your pre-dinner order! So, I said that the screenwriter is probably just a guy who doesn't divide grains and doesn't have to do it."
Chapter completed!