Shining Stars: First Producer

"Ahem..." The person under his control took advantage of this opportunity to scramble out, and stood shivering on the other side, coughing earth-shatteringly.

Stretching out his hand and moving his fingers that were still in mid-air, the man raised his eyes to meet a pair of terrified eyes, suddenly he didn't know what to say, and slowly lowered his head.

He originally wanted to give himself a time to reflect on himself, but others didn't want to give him this opportunity.

Seeing him motionless, several people looked at each other and rushed forward. In almost an instant, he was controlled by someone holding hands and pressing shoulders.

"I've regained my sobriety," she explained a little embarrassingly, feeling the power coming from all over her body.

But these good friends from the past seemed to have heard nothing, and they didn't even look at him. Instead, they turned around and looked at Assistant Song in a flattering manner, and asked in a low voice, "Assistant Song, what do you think we should do with him?"

Originally, there was only a pause in the streamer in the deeply helpless eyes, the man looked at the people around him in disbelief, and after a while he couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"Assistant Song," he shouted expressionlessly, his voice was very calm, "You can deal with it as you like, I admit it."

When he spoke, a flash of relief flashed quickly in his eyes, but when he looked at the people next to him, he no longer had the friendship he used to have.

The cold and sharp gaze made those who were staring at her involuntarily withdraw their gazes, as if they were being pushed against a huge rock in their hearts, and they were a little out of breath.

Seeing the evasive appearance of these people around her, she snorted softly and said slowly, "I wish you all a bright future from now on."

After saying this sentence, he felt the force pulling his body relax, he broke free expressionlessly, and walked to the side.

Seeing this person quickly regain his composure, Assistant Song's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, and at the same time, he felt a little more pity for him.

"It's a pity," Assistant Song said softly, his voice lowered, as if he was only swallowing on the tip of his tongue, and it melted as soon as it floated into the air.

"I don't want to make things difficult for you, just hand in the resignation letter yourself," Assistant Song said softly, then turned around and left slowly.

"Huh," I didn't expect that I could pass the test so easily, without having to face those appalling lynchings, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Seeing them looking like the rest of their lives, the people standing next to them moved their eyes, and finally turned and left without making a sound.

And his actions seemed to turn on a switch, making other people involuntarily think of his ridiculous responses.

"Hey," someone couldn't bear the guilt in his heart and couldn't help shouting, "I didn't mean it just now."

The person who was walking forward step by step stopped suddenly, and stood stiffly in the same place, neither turning around to look back, but also not continuing to move forward.

This person was a start, and the others didn't know whether to follow suit or to persuade themselves, and they all began to tell their helplessness and helplessness.

Hearing the chattering voices behind him, the man managed to pull out a smile, and looked down at the four bright crescents in his palm.

"I know you are helpless, you want to protect yourself, this is not a big deal," the man didn't want to listen to the clichés they said, and raised his voice without looking back, "There is nothing wrong with this, But I will never forgive you!"

The person who was already prepared for her to forgive him was involuntarily stunned for a moment, then looked at him in disbelief, and screamed in his mouth, "Do you know what you are talking about now? There is nothing wrong with me, but you Is there nothing wrong?"

"I have." Hearing the accusations behind him, the man felt chills in his heart, took a deep breath, and then said slowly, "So let's pretend we never knew each other from now on."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the reaction of those behind him, he directly rushed forward, the high heels knocked on the ground hurriedly, and finally walked away slowly.

Those people who were left in the small tea room looked at each other, and couldn't help feeling extremely bored in their hearts, so they turned and left one after another.

Soon, only the first person stood up in this bustling tea room. He stood there in a daze, and none of those people paid attention to him.

"Did I do something wrong?" Looking at the closed door in a daze, he asked himself in a low voice, obviously the air could not give him the answer.

But that person nodded solemnly, with his head tilted slightly, as if listening carefully.

"Yes, I'm right." Convinced by the voice he imagined, he said in a low voice, "They were the ones who started talking about the unspeakable gossip, and it was that person who jumped up and blocked my mouth so that I couldn't breathe at all. Come on."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became, the person who was still a little weak disappeared quickly, like a dirty thing that was afraid of seeing the light, and quickly disappeared after the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell.

Assistant Song knew that some employees in the company liked to gossip when they had nothing to do, and he would not stop such hobbies that did not affect their work.

But probably it was his tolerance that gave them ambition and made them forget how the word "cautious" was written.

As he kept thinking about the words he overheard, Assistant Song angrily threw the pen in his hand onto the ground in front of him.

"Dare to say anything, and those who don't know are not afraid," Assistant Song said through gritted teeth.

But what made Assistant Song even more angry was another thing. When he made up his mind to rectify this phenomenon, Assistant Song suddenly discovered that there were so many obedience and injustice in the company.

Looking at the stack of documents in his hand, Assistant Song involuntarily sighed in his heart, and the thought of pressing things down and handling them by himself quickly disappeared.

The matter was getting bigger and bigger, and it was beyond what it could solve. Assistant Song shook his head lightly, got up and walked to Song Moran's office.

"What's the matter?" Song Moran asked without raising his head, his tone sounded particularly calm when he spoke, inexplicably giving off a feeling of indifference.

Song Lin shook his head quickly, shook off those untimely thoughts in his mind, and stretched out his hand to put the stack of materials in front of him.