Boss, your wife ran away with the ball

"Thank you, Sister Ranran."

The five girls sat down as promised. Although they had tried their best to relax, they could still see a bit of tension from their expressions.

After all, sitting across from them is not only the future boss, but also a famous international actress.

No matter what their identity is, they are not something they can take lightly.

Ye Ranran knew what they were thinking, but she didn't say too much, she just said in a business-like manner, "I've watched all of your game videos. They are indeed excellent. First of all, congratulations for being able to stand out."

There was a bit of a smile in her voice, and seeing the obviously agitated expressions of the girls opposite, the smile on her face deepened even more.

"According to the rules of the competition, you will sign a contract with my studio. The contract will be signed later, and I have no special requirements for you, as long as you take your work seriously. As long as you work hard enough, you don't have to worry about resources."

Ye Ranran supported her chin with one hand, and spoke every word.

This is her promise.

The atmosphere in the office became hot in an instant.

The girls looked at each other, and finally Zhou Qingqing spoke on behalf of everyone, "Sister Ranran, please rest assured, we will not let you down!"

She said very seriously.

It is worth mentioning here that Zhou Qingqing is the champion of this talent show, and he can be regarded as living up to Ye Ranran's specially changed competition rules.

The latter nodded upon hearing the words, "That's good, I look forward to your performance in the future."

After a few more instructions, she asked Qianqian to take the girls to sign the contract, and then assigned each of them a manager. After the two parties got to know each other initially, they were asked to go about their own business.

"This matter can finally come to an end."

Ye Ranran looked at Qianqian who walked into the office with a tired smile.

"Yes, how they develop in the future depends on their respective fortunes. You should also take a good vacation for a while, too many things have happened recently."

She walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, then spoke in a low voice.

"I know, you are the same. You need to pay more attention to your body."

The woman behind the desk heard the words and replied in a gentle voice.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while before Ye Ranran returned home.

She is the boss of the studio, and she decides when she leaves work.

However, just as Ye Ranran threw her bag on the sofa, the doorbell of the villa rang.

She frowned calmly, then looked up at the door.

Who is it?

Really does not let people rest.

Ye Ranran complained in her heart, but still stepped forward and opened the door.

It's just that when he met the familiar face outside the door, his expression sank.

Madam Feng lifted her chin, with a condescending look on her face, "What? Why don't you invite me in?"

There was some questioning in her tone.

Ye Ranran couldn't help but look even more ugly when she heard this, but she didn't say anything, she stepped aside, and only after Mrs. Feng walked into the hall did she ask the maid to pour tea.

In fact, the two sides have not communicated for a long time, since the incident with Mo Wanyuan.

And later, Ye Ranran accidentally discovered that Mrs. Feng had wrongly educated Ye Xiaobei, and her disgust became even stronger.

Of course, she just went through this series of things quickly in her mind. Although her face was a little ugly, she didn't show it particularly obviously.

"What's the matter with you here?"

Ye Ranran sat down on the sofa opposite her and asked directly.

As the saying goes, go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.What's more, the relationship between the two parties has obviously deteriorated to a certain extent.It's completely disgusting to see each other.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Feng sneered a little dissatisfied, "What's the matter? Can't I come because I'm fine? This is my son's place."

The already stagnant atmosphere between the two parties completely dropped to freezing point following her words.

When Ye Ranran heard the words, she raised her eyebrows calmly, and the polite smile on her face disappeared without a trace.

"I'm really sorry, Mrs. Feng, my name is written on the real estate certificate of this house. If you are looking for Feng Lingchen, I suggest you go to the 'Airan' Group.".

A voice without emotion sounded immediately, with a strong sense of ridicule.

Madam Feng's complexion changed, she was about to get angry, but she didn't know what to think of, so she forcibly endured it, and even forced a smile with difficulty.

"Ranran, don't say that. I'm just joking."

She smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the atmosphere, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful.

The woman opposite just watched coldly, and only spoke again after her "performance" was over.

"I'm just joking, Mrs. Feng. But if you have something to do, just talk about it. I still have a lot of things to do."

Ye Ranran is really too lazy to continue to make excuses with her.

Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Feng really didn't want to be hypocritical, and said directly, "I heard that you recently signed five newcomers in your studio, right?"

The woman with a cold expression raised her eyebrows slightly, without making a sound, waiting for her next words.

"It's like this. One of these five people is my niece, that is, Ling Chen's cousin. They are all from my own family. Since you have entered your studio, you should give her more good resources and introduce her to more contacts. .”

Mrs. Feng's words were not polite at all, it was completely taken for granted, even in a commanding tone.

Ye Ranran just listened quietly, although the expression on his face didn't change much, but his heart was already cold.

Give more resources?Introduce more contacts?

Where did such a big face come from?
She waited until Mrs. Feng on the opposite side had finished speaking, then raised her eyes to look at the latter, and then said in a low voice, "Mrs. Feng, I'm sorry I can't agree to your request. You should find someone else."

Ye Ranran refused simply, without any room for negotiation.

And Mrs. Feng, who originally felt that she had not raised enough opinions, suddenly paused when she heard the words, and instantly became ugly.

"what did you just say?"

She stared at the penetrating eyes of the woman opposite, and asked in a low voice.

"I can't do what you asked for."

Ye Ranran repeated it again, as if she didn't see the threat in Mrs. Feng's eyes.

The atmosphere in the hall was already extremely bad.

I don't know how long it took before the deep voice sounded again, "Ye Ranran, how dare you reject me? Who gave you all that you think you have now?"

She sneered twice, and her words were full of sarcasm.

On the other hand, the woman sitting across from her face did not fluctuate at all. Hearing this, she just blinked her eyes, and then replied with a normal expression, "I have worked hard to get all of this. It has nothing to do with Mrs. Feng, right?"

Ye Ranran's tone was cool, without giving any face.

The expression on Madam Feng's face became even uglier, and the hand hanging by her side was tightly clenched into a fist, with thousands of emotions rolling in her eyes.

She suddenly stood up from the sofa and stared condescendingly at the woman opposite, "You really are a white-eyed wolf! Just wait for me!"

Mrs. Feng knew that there was no room for negotiation, and she didn't bother to pretend to be herself. After leaving these words viciously, she left the villa directly.

Ye Ranran looked at the direction she left, and curled the corners of her lips, with a bit of disdain in her expression.

Ye Ranran wouldn't be unwilling if he spoke nicely to her.

After all, she is Feng Lingchen's cousin, and to a certain extent, she is indeed "one of my own".

But it happened to be such an bossy attitude.

Who is it to look at from above?

She thought so in her heart, but quickly put it behind her.

But when he went to the studio the next day, the niece Mrs. Feng was talking about came to apologize crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry sister Ranran. I really didn't think about asking for any special care. I only found out after the fact that my aunt went to you."

The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl wiped the tears from her face, with a bit of panic in her voice.

Her name was Tang Ning, and she was indeed Mrs. Feng's niece. She was also the only one among the five who passed the audition and was promoted all the way to today.

The other four people were all deceived at the beginning, and then successfully entered the studio through the talent show.

Seeing her like this, Ye Ranran felt a little irritated, but she didn't blame her much. After all, the other party was also a "victim" in this matter fundamentally.

"It's okay, you don't have to take it to heart. I won't have any other opinions on you because of this matter, and of course, I won't treat you any special because of your identity."

She comforted first, then beat again.

Ye Ranran doesn't want to cause more trouble for herself because of this matter.

But many times it just backfires, the more you don't want it to happen, the more it happens.

But now Ye Ranran doesn't know what will happen in the future, and still holds this "beautiful" fantasy.

When the woman not far away heard the words, she lowered her head and replied in a low voice, "Sister Ranran, I know, I will rely on my own efforts to make a name for myself in the entertainment circle."

These words are firm, but it is a pity that it is not clear what her expression is at this time.

Ye Ranran smiled. She was quite satisfied with the answer. After a few words of comfort, she let Tangning leave.

But what she didn't see was that the moment the latter turned around, the original cowardly and frightened expression disappeared without a trace in an instant.There was a dim light in his eyes.

The moment the office door closed, the woman behind the desk sighed deeply.

Sitting on the chair and posting for a while, I turned on the computer in front of me and checked the scripts that Qianqian had sent to my mailbox.