Chapter 492 This wave of blood earning
Murong Qiao's unhurried attitude, and he didn't speak out to explain the situation for a long time.
In the eyes of outsiders, it becomes a guilty conscience without excuses, and now it is silent at all when it is accused of bad things that you have done.
In this way, the original remarks that Murong Qiao plagiarized became more firm, and even made many people who had firmly believed in the moon **** and wanted to support Murong Qiao shake their minds.
—If you get caught, you really don’t even say a word, even if you post a perfunctory message... How can you make me trust you, Luna, obviously I have always supported you before. [crying]
—She acquiesced that she was sincere when she was wrong. Such an author is rare, and she made me cry.
—The yin and yang are so strange that I feel in my heart, this wave, this wave is directly caught and I don’t even bother to argue.
The last post promoting Three Thousands of the Ukiyo was smashed, and even amidst the urging voices of anxious fans, the account belonging to Luna did not move at all.
There is no wave and no waves, it is no different from death.
—Don’t worry about him, he probably is very busy in the company now. [dog head]
—Tell me about it quickly upstairs.
—There is nothing to elaborate on, but many artists in the CG company have switched to other companies, and they probably all know that the boss is no longer good.
It’s a good thing no one mentioned it. After someone said this, everyone went to check the status of the company, only to find that many artists who were originally under the name of CG had changed their names one after another.
And they all posted news, saying that they had left CG.
—It’s good to leave, but it’s great, Bao, I’m still worried that you will be ruined by the boss.
—Run as fast as possible, or stay and wait to be hacked? Do it right!
—With this kind of boss, if I run away, I will burn myself sooner or later, and I don’t know how I will die.
—Ah, but my fans are Shi Yang and Chi Hanjing, neither of them moved...
—Don’t talk about it upstairs, it’s even worse for me, Quxi Quxiu directly responded by posting that he won’t leave, I was dying of anxiety.
An accident happened to the CG company, and many fans who follow the artist must have eaten their own melons immediately.
Before I had time to lament that the collapse of the house was on me, I saw other artists flying away one after another, rushing to a "better future", and then I saw that the idol I was a fan of didn't move.
The fans are more anxious than the real owner, and they all persuade each other in the news and private messages, which is called earnestness.
Looking at the almost bombarded backstage, Qu Xi was silent for a long time and finally couldn't help sighing, and turned to look at his brother Qu Xiu who was strumming the guitar strings.
"Brother, why are they like this, follow the rumors on the Internet." Qu Xi threw the phone aside irritably.
She was recognized by Murong Qiaohui together with her brother, and after being fished out of a place like a bar, she got resources and treatment that she couldn't even imagine, and now she has a messy reputation.
Therefore, Qu Xi firmly believed that Murong Qiao was a good person, so he would not do such shameless things as plagiarism.
Quxiu didn't look up, "Let them say, we just need to focus on singing our own songs well."
Give Murong Qiao more money to repay her kindness to them.
As for the possibility of being poached, neither Qu Xi nor Qu Xiu has thought about this issue. They have long decided to develop in this company, and this idea will not change in the future.
Qu Xiu doesn't pay attention to the gossip on the Internet, but the calm look on his face shows that Qu Xi has something in his heart.
"I do know the truth, but—" Qu Xi opened her mouth, "But seeing them say that the boss is not good, I feel bad."
The voice of the latter sentence lowered and turned into a mutter.
The door of the recording studio was suddenly pushed open, and the person who came in was Shi Yang.
Shi Yang didn't expect that there were people inside, so he paused when he came in. "...You haven't finished recording?"
Qu Xi hurriedly got up and jumped off the seat, and waved her hands to explain. "It's already recorded, you can use it."
The work of recording the song ended ten minutes ago, and it was Qu Xi who looked at the private message in the backstage and couldn't help but forget the time.
"...Shi Yang." Qu Xi called him suddenly.
Shi Yang turned her head and raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing?"
"Are you... going too?" Qu Xi hesitated for a while before asking.
They joined the company at about the same time. Seeing that Shi Yang is not very enthusiastic about work, Qu Xi always feels that the other party is also the type of person who will be poached.
Shi Yang Wenyan sized her up instead, making Qu Xi nervous.
"I'm raising pigs well, why should I go?"
When he said this, he had an inexplicable expression on his face, as if he heard some strange question.
It was only then that Qu Xi belatedly remembered that this guy wasn't aiming at being popular at all, he was all about raising pigs.
But if you really think about it... Except for Murong Qiao, I am afraid that there is no other company that allows artists to do this.
"No, the more you think about it, the more angry you get, those guys who left have no eyes at all!" Qu Xi said angrily.
But it was Qu Xi who scolded them for their lack of vision. Those artists who terminated their contracts and switched jobs did not feel that they had made a wrong decision at all, and even now they were complacent and felt that they had made a lot of money.
Many people are still hesitant, seeing that everyone else has left, and want to follow suit.
"Aren't you leaving? A broker came to me yesterday and said that he can pay liquidated damages and let me go to their company..."
As a low-level artist, Shu Xin timidly asked other people.
She came to the company for a while but didn't answer any announcements. Now she sees a lot of people leaving and she is wavering.
"What's the point of leaving, this kind of job-hopping will definitely not be treated well afterward, don't look at the scenery when you leave, you may not ask to come back in the future." Luo Wanbai who was passing by heard Shu Xin's words, and replied casually.
Since she joined the company with the help of Murong Qiao, she has devoted herself to her work.
This kind of job-hopping has happened to the Luo family before. Luo Wanbai has seen it a lot, so naturally he doesn't panic.
Shu Xin was persuaded by her, and thought that Song Han, who was a class above him, had left, and this was an opportunity for him.
Thinking of this, she took back the hesitation in her heart and strengthened her determination.
After this turmoil, the number of artists under CG has decreased by nearly one-third.
Looking at Jiang Chi's report and accounts, more than two pages full of liquidated damages details, Murong Qiao squinted his eyes almost happily.
Taking out the cost of recruitment and training and time, the amount of compensation for breach of contract is much more.
This wave is a bloodbath.
"I like this kind of generosity." Murong Qiao tapped the paper, stepped on the carpet lightly with his toes, and turned around leisurely on the chair.
Who wouldn’t like money delivered to your door?
Murong Qiao looked back, "Remember to take back the resources on them and redistribute them, and clarify the arrangements for tonight."
Anyway, the rest of the people trust her so much, how can they be a good boss if they don't give some rewards.
"Okay, I'll do it now." Jiang Chi nodded and retreated.
The public relations staff had already prepared relevant explanations for clarification, together with the evidence and documents compiled by Murong Qiao, they were just waiting for the order to start action.
So when the plagiarism incident was about to go down the hot search position, Murong Qiao "pushed" it up again.
(end of this chapter)