Just as Lou Wanyu was quietly calculating whom to target next, the office door was suddenly knocked.
"Come in."
He suppressed the rage in his heart, regaining the demeanor befitting a president.
The door opened, and Wang Longbin, the deputy manager of the investment department, walked in carrying a document bag.
"Deputy Manager Wang, what's the matter?" Lou Wanyu asked curiously.
"Mr. Lou, our investment department received a sample film and script from a small company yesterday, which I found quite impressive, and I'd like you to take a look," said Wang Longbin as he placed the document bag on the table.
Lou Wanyu immediately frowned, "If you think it's good, you can discuss it with Mr. Liu; there's no need to bring it to me."
The thing he hated the most was when people went over their superiors' heads.
If everyone did so, wouldn't he, the president, be worked to death?