Sun Dacheng wore a bitter face, "Who knew those damned copyrights were so expensive."
"I barely made a move, and the money in my hands was gone like water."
"Oh you, you..." Da Sheng was at a loss for words with this guy.
It's a well-known fact, even to outsiders, that copyrights are costly.
The three major video platforms are all losing billions each year, all because of copyrights.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I've messed up for you." Sun Dacheng immediately apologized.
"Why don't you just replace me."
"Find someone more efficient."
Sun Dasheng studied his expression seriously; it seemed he wasn't trying to advance by retreating; he was speaking sincerely.
Then he patted his shoulder: "We have plenty of money; money isn't the issue, but do you know where you went wrong in this matter?"
Sun Dacheng looked up, shook his head blankly.
His mind was filled only with his brother's dominant phrase, "money isn't an issue."
