Shining Stars: First Producer

Assistant Song waited outside the door for a while, but there was no sound coming from inside. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said to himself helplessly, "Sure enough, there is no one inside."

Lu Cheng was obsessed with perfecting his various plans, completely in a state of being completely deaf to what was going on outside the window, and never heard the knock on the door at all.

"President," Assistant Song walked in lightly, facing Song Moran's sharp gaze, he could not help but lower his head, and said softly, "There is no one in Lucheng's office."

"How is it possible?" Song Moran originally thought that Lu Cheng didn't want to come over, but he didn't expect it to be such an explanation. His face darkened, and he asked scoldingly, "Did you really go over?"

He saw the arrival of Lu Cheng and Assistant Song with his own eyes, and he was sure that all of them were his real memories and had not been tampered with by anyone, so he didn't believe Assistant Song's explanation at all, and took it as his excuse .

Assistant Song didn't expect Song Moran to have such a reaction, his expression changed suddenly, and he explained helplessly, "Of course, I waited outside her office for a while, but there was no sound or response inside. "

Song Moran didn't say anything when he heard this explanation, but just looked at him expressionlessly.

Under Song Moran's gaze, Assistant Song couldn't help touching his nose, feeling a little guilty.

"No, it shouldn't be like this, and I didn't lie," Assistant Song comforted himself, but the words he said changed.

"I..." Assistant Song hesitated for a moment, and said reluctantly, "I'll go and have a look."

Song Moran didn't respond, and his expression didn't seem to change, but Assistant Song already understood what he meant. He lowered his head involuntarily, turned around and walked outside slowly.

It's not a long road, but it seems to Assistant Song as far away as Tang Monk's journey to the West, where he needs to go through 81, [-], [-] ordeals before finally reaching the West to obtain the scriptures.

"Kukou", standing in front of that familiar door, Assistant Song took a deep breath, and slowly reached out and knocked on the door.

"Wait for 2 minutes, if there is no response, go in by yourself," Assistant Song decided in his heart, with a very dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Come in!" Suddenly hearing the regular knock on the door outside, Lu Cheng, who was immersed in the plan, blinked his eyes in a daze, raised his head and shouted softly.

Assistant Song's finger resting on the doorknob couldn't help moving, the expression on his face was very surprised, but it was followed by strong dissatisfaction.

"You've been in the office?" Assistant Song yelled, looking at his serious expression, with deep and shallow dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Lu Cheng was taken aback by his eccentric questioning as soon as he entered the door, his face darkened involuntarily, and he said impatiently, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"I'm asking you a question!" Assistant Song couldn't see him changing the subject like this, and frowned tightly, emphatically.

"Whether I'm here or not has nothing to do with you?" Lu Cheng couldn't help but sneered, and casually put the thing in his hand over there, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and said casually.

Can clearly hear the anger and non-cooperation in Lu Cheng's tone, Assistant Song's eyes kept changing, and finally softened slowly.

"Forget it," Assistant Song whispered to himself, raised his head to look at Lu Cheng, and said expressionlessly, "The president is looking for you."

If he said something nonsense, I must drive him out!Lu Cheng made a decision in his heart, but he didn't expect that Assistant Song's first words were about Song Moran, the person he hadn't seen for a long time because of his anger.

"What's the matter?" Lu Cheng slowly suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked in a pretendingly calm tone, "I still have some work to do here."

"What kind of job do you have?" Assistant Song looked at Lu Cheng taking Joe like this, as if there was no way to stop him from seeing him, he couldn't help but feel angry, and unconsciously said sarcastically, "It's just a good looking job in the company Just some vases."

Although Assistant Song knew about Lu Cheng's contribution and suggestions to the company before this, he never believed that all of this was done by Lu Cheng. In his opinion, this was a complete fraud !It was a huge scam created by Song Moran so that the people in the company could better accept Lucheng!

The joy in Lu Cheng's heart disappeared because of Assistant Song's tone. She frowned subconsciously, looked at Assistant Song expressionlessly, and sneered for a while.

"Need I remind you? Song Moran has already transferred all his shares to my name," Lu Cheng said with a chuckle, seeing Assistant Song's tone very meaningful.

"So what, I just can't bear your heartless look," Assistant Song felt the threat from Lu Chengzheng's casual tone, and his face changed involuntarily, but he still forced himself into a pose As if nothing had happened, he put himself on the moral high ground and condemned.

"Why do you?" The expression on Lu Cheng's face suddenly sank, he took a deep look at Assistant Song, and asked.

"Why?" Assistant Song asked, looking at Lu Cheng with vigilance.

"Why do you swear that I'm heartless? Did Song Moran tell you?" Lu Cheng asked, looking straight at Assistant Song, waiting for his response.

"I am the closest person to the president. I have seen everything he has done for you, and some things have even been handled by me myself. But I have never seen you do anything in return for him. Not at all. No," Assistant Song said word by word, his tone gradually becoming tougher, "Tell me, does this count as heartless?"

Looking at the swearing Assistant Song, deep in Lu Cheng's heart, there was a deep powerlessness. People often say that you can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. In the same way, there is nothing you can do about it. Explain everything clearly to a person who has already decided that you are not a good person, because they already have their own set of logic and thoughtful thinking, and they regard all your explanations as sophistry, and are satisfied with seeing your tongue-tied helplessness.

"Look, this is what you really look like, I've already seen it!" This is their idea and what they want to achieve in the end.