Huayu: This producer has no bottom line.

Chapter 25 Resignation

Ren Pingsheng had already guessed who was in charge of the content center.

"After the merger, is Alex the head of the content center?"

"Yes, he has been in charge of the entertainment division for almost two years and is very experienced in all aspects of the scope. You two are old colleagues, and with him helping you to control things, you can create with peace of mind."

Control?

Ren Pingsheng's lips twitched, revealing a very subtle expression.

"Mr. Deng, when will the merger take place?"

"The first of next month."

On November 1st, Deng Ye gave him a month-long grace period, which was considered the last vestige of dignity.

"I see."

Ren Pingsheng stood up.

"There's another issue," Deng Ye called out to him, "The interns you recruited for that project team, those who should be promoted should be promoted, and those who should be dismissed should be dismissed. Don't delay."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng returned to his workstation, and Xiao Lin leaned over and whispered, "Brother Pingsheng, what did President Deng say?"

"Nothing much, just routine communication."

Xiaolin clearly didn't believe it, but she didn't ask any more questions.

He couldn't take "Unexpectedly" and "Men's Diary" with him; he knew that from the day he signed the contract.

But you can't take the IP address with you; you can just change the name.

As long as the people who make these things are still around, there will be an audience watching them.

What he wanted was never just an IP, but a pipeline for content production.

With the pipeline in place, what project can't be taken on?

Ren Pingsheng opened a new blank document.

He typed a name into the document.

I looked at it for two seconds, then deleted it.

Now is not the time to name the company; we need to get the money and personnel in order first.

Ren Pingsheng opened his phone and sent a text message to Dapeng.

"Brother Peng, the schedule has been moved up."

Da Peng replied five minutes later.

"In advance to when?"

"The sooner the better."

……

After get off work in the evening, I went to a hot pot restaurant near the company.

Ren Pingsheng ordered two cases of pure draft beer and called everyone in the innovation team except Xiaolin.

After a few drinks, he made no attempt to beat around the bush.

"Our team will be merged into the entertainment division on the first of next month, and I plan to resign."

There was a moment of silence on the table, broken only by the sound of the hot pot boiling.

"Brother Pingsheng," Bai Ke was the first to panic, "what will we do if you leave?"

"This is up to you to decide."

Ren Pingsheng looked at everyone and said, "The three of you have internship contracts and can leave at any time. If you want to stay, I can submit your application for permanent employment before you leave."

He raised his glass and clinked it against Sister Zhao's: "Sister Zhao, you're a long-time employee, so you can just go with the merger. It's just that because of me, Alex might be affected in the future..."

Ren Pingsheng didn't say it aloud, but the meaning was self-evident.

Bai Ke glanced at Xiao Ai, then at Ren Pingsheng.

"Brother Pingsheng, are you going to go out and start your own business?"

"right."

"Take me with you," Bai Ke said without hesitation.

Xiao Ai hesitated; his joining the big factory had caused a sensation in the whole family.

Bai Ke kicked him under the table and whispered, "Are you stupid? Without Brother Pingsheng, even if we stayed at Sohu, would that overseas-educated director even look at our style of videos? He might find some excuse to fire us any day."

Xiao Ai was jolted awake by these words, realized the reality, and nodded through gritted teeth.

Zhang Yibo, standing next to him, didn't even stop eating the meat, saying, "Wherever Director Ren goes, I'll go."

For a technology enthusiast like him, Ren Pingsheng's charm is boundless.

Ren Pingsheng smiled and turned his gaze to Sister Zhao.

Sister Zhao picked up her cup, her eyes slightly red.

"Ping Sheng, I'm too old to take any more risks, but I know you're someone who's capable of great things. If there's anything I can do to help you in the future, let's talk in private."

"I understand, Sister Zhao. Thank you for taking care of me these past few months. Best wishes."

The next day, Ren Pingsheng submitted his resignation letter to the personnel department.

When the news reached Dapeng's ears, he slipped away to the rooftop during his lunch break.

"You're quick on the uptake, kid," Da Peng said, offering him a cigarette.

"Brother Peng, what do you say?" Ren Pingsheng lit a cigarette.

"Me? Of course I'll stay at Sohu to fleece people."

Da Peng exhaled a smoke ring, his face showing a nonchalant, "I signed a regular agency contract, there's no exclusive clause. As long as I don't cause trouble, what business is it of Alex's whose movies I act in?"

"He's in charge now, isn't he afraid of making things difficult for you?"

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm just a worthless old man. If you're so capable, shut down 'Deba De,' and I'll come and report to your film crew," Da Peng chuckled. "But you, have you registered your company yet?"

"Not yet, it's in the process of being processed."

"Alright, once you've settled in, we'll pull off something big."

Time flies. October 31st was Ren Pingsheng's last day as a Sohu employee.

At 3 p.m., Alex, accompanied by two assistants, walked into the innovation team's office area with a smug look on his face.

He had been waiting for this day for three months.

Gong Yu left, and Ren Pingsheng got out of here.

Now, the group and IP that created the traffic miracle have finally fallen into his hands.

"Ren Pingsheng, is the handover checklist ready?"

Ren Pingsheng sat at the empty desk and pushed a folder over.

"Everything is here, sign it."

Alex opened the folder, looked at the extremely detailed information inside, and frowned slightly.

He had originally thought that Ren Pingsheng would trip him up and secretly sabotage him, so he had even prepared legal counsel.

After signing, Alex looked up and glanced around the office area.

"Where are the others?"

The once bustling workstations are now empty, with three of them empty.

Only Xiaolin stood up hesitantly: "Alex... Luo Hongming and the other two are interns... They finished their procedures and left this morning."

Alex's face instantly darkened.

Although he looked down on those young punks, he knew that they were the team behind "Unexpectedly" and "Men's Diary".

"Ren Pingsheng, are you playing me?" Alex stared at him.

"What's it to me? They're leaving after their internship; I can't exactly tie them up, can I?"

Ren Pingsheng picked up the coat draped over the back of the chair and put it on.

Watching Ren Pingsheng's departing figure, Alex suddenly sneered, "You think you can start your own business just by taking a few interns with you? Ren Pingsheng, you're too naive. You can't turn the world upside down without Sohu."

Ren Pingsheng stopped and looked back at the office area he had built himself.

Celebration posters for "Wanwan" and "Diaosi" were hanging on the wall.

That is a monument he has etched in the record book of Sohu Video, and no one can erase it.

"Alex, you might be mistaken about something."

Ren Pingsheng looked at him, his eyes filled with pity, not anger.

"The one who makes money is never those two names, it's me."

After saying that, he ignored Alex's ashen face and turned to leave.

Stepping out of the building, the cold wind blowing on my face made me feel exceptionally refreshed.

On the roadside, Da Peng had already parked his Wuling van, with Bai Ke, Xiao Ai, and Zhang Yibo squeezed into the back seat, waving excitedly at him.

Ren Pingsheng opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Ping Sheng, the company registration is complete," Da Peng started the car, "but there's something I need to do."

"The Camel City boss I mentioned to you before has backed out after hearing that we left Sohu."