He suddenly felt it was very meaningless and said listlessly, "Alright, let's talk about the new projects."
After Lu Zhonian finished speaking, he passed a document to Bian Yue and said, "This is part of the IP I recently acquired. You can take a look back home, pick a few you're interested in, and we'll discuss."
Bian Yue took it and said indifferently, "Okay, I'll get back to you immediately, but this time, I hope to use artists from Honey."
"How many?" Lu Zhonian asked expressionlessly.
"The money isn't a problem; it can be less. I just hope they get a chance to show their faces." Bian Yue paused, then continued, "They are the artists under my banner, I need to give them opportunities to grow."
Lu Zhonian poured himself a cup of tea, his posture leisurely yet austere, he paused, seemingly in contemplation.
He put the teacup on the table and looked calmly at Bian Yue: "Okay, I agree to your terms."
Meanwhile, at the airport VIP lounge.
