Director Wu's voice was indifferent, "President Tao, it's the New Year, there's no way I'd joke with you about this."
"Alright, we'll leave it at that!" he said, hanging up the phone.
Tao Jianhua slumped directly into the boss's chair, his face pale as wax, devoid of any blood, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead.
The violent trembling of his pupils indicated the unease and panic in his heart.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Wang Hai asked cautiously. He had been with Tao Jianhua for many years, and it was the first time he had seen him so flustered.
Tao Jianhua came back to his senses from the shock, "The broadcasting authorities have issued a document, saying our film King of Kungfu has problematic values, and the scenes are too bloody. It needs to be re-edited and resubmitted for review."
