Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

After Sheng Nuan finished typing that line, she suddenly felt that she hadn't performed well.

Shouldn't it be her good sister who did it directly, and the effect will be better?
But seeing Wen Qianqian's appearance, he also began to doubt.

confiscated?
what does that mean?
Although I don't know exactly what happened, but one thing is certain, the whereabouts of the money are unknown.

Wen Qianqian frowned slightly, and said, "Sorry, this is not bank information, please tell me, did you really send me the money?"

The mood of financial entanglement is a bit ugly: "I want money from so many people, how can I remember it?"

"Then please check it for me, maybe you accidentally missed mine."

"What is an omission? I have been in this business for so many years, and I have never had any omissions!"

Wen Qianqian said lightly: "In other words, you sent me the money, didn't you? Then why didn't I receive it?"

The problem has detoured to the origin again.

Finance is a little speechless: "You..."

"I told you it's the bank's problem!"

Wen Qianqian nodded: "Okay, I'll call the bank now."

She actually made a phone call in front of the accountant, and the voice was played out.

Hearing the beeping sound, the accountant twitched, ready to leave.

Wen Qianqian grabbed her hand one step ahead: "Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you say that you have paid me?"

"I... I might have forgotten."

"Oh?"

The next moment, the financial manager became confident again: "There are so many people, isn't it normal to miss it occasionally? Well, I will call you together next month."

Saying to go.

Wen Qianqian could see the way.

There must be a financial problem here.

Just now I insisted that I made the payment, but now I say that I have not forgotten it, and I repeat it over and over again, without saying a word of truth.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go directly to your leader."

"You..." Finance hurriedly stopped her, "What's the matter with you? I was just negligent and didn't send you money. Why are you like this? Are you trying to make me lose my job on purpose? What? Will there be a narrow-minded person like you? Can't I make it up for you next month?"

"Make it up?" Wen Qianqian thought it was a little funny, "It's obvious that you made a mistake at work, but you want to bite me back?"

"Why bite you back? Why do you speak so badly?"

"All right!"

At this time, a fat man walked up to him, wearing a suit, with a majestic expression and a bit of prestige.

The accountant yelled, "Producer."

The producer nodded.

Wen Qianqian recognized this person. He was one of the core figures of the production team of the program group. He was also an investor and had a certain right to speak in the program group.

"What are you making all the noise about?"

The accountant was busy embellishing what happened just now: "I know I was negligent, but there is nothing I can do now. I suggested to make it up next month, but she just refused to let go."

The producer glanced at Wen Qianqian, and said in an orderly tone: "Okay, since the matter is already like this, you can wait an extra month and make it up together next time. Besides, if you make an exception for yourself, the financial It's not easy to deal with accounts over there, you are also a member of our program team, so you should be considerate."

There was no discussion in that condescending tone.

It was as if she was being informed rather than seeking counsel.

Wen Qianqian sneered.

Is this bullying her?

"Producer, you probably don't know that I'm a PR student, right? What I'm good at is dealing with these problems."

"What did you say?"

The producer didn't expect the timid girl in front of him to say such a thing.

"what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, we have to follow the contract. I am responsible for singing and attracting people to make money for you, and you have to pay me salary and dividends. This is a matter of course. Why is it so difficult for me to get what I have won?"

"I said it was just a mistake." The finance minister said.

Wen Qianqian glanced at the financial affairs lightly: "When I was in your position, this is how I dealt with those people who I didn't pay at all. I will tell them that this is a mistake and make it up next month, but In the next month, I will only give a small part, and then tell them that the program team is struggling with funds, and I can’t afford that much money at once. I will play the emotional card and tell them that I am a member of the program team, and I want to talk to the program team. Public trouble, isn't it?"

The financial face changed, and he was speechless: "You..."

I was speechless for a long time.

How did she know what she wanted to say?
"I understand all these routines, so you don't need to act in front of me. I just need an answer, whether I will pay you today. If not, I don't mind promoting it to you online."

The producer is getting angry, what does this girl mean?
Are you making trouble?

After the conversation just now, many people have already seen it.

The producer didn't like this kind of feeling, so he turned cold face immediately, and warned solemnly: "Wen Qianqian, every program group has its own rules, I solemnly warn you, don't think that you can play tricks just because you are a little famous now." Big name, if you continue to make trouble like this, I will act according to the contract and fire you!"

"it is good."

Wen Qianqian didn't panic at all: "Just before that, please give me all the salary you should pay, otherwise what you said about fulfilling the contract would be a joke."

The producer's face turned green: "I've never seen a person who doesn't know what's good or bad like you."

He looked at the finance and said, "Contact a lawyer and terminate the contract immediately."

"Yes."

Wen Qianqian hurriedly shouted: "Wait."

The producer smiled coldly: "What, regret it? But it's too late, I'll have a lawyer contact you later."

"Okay, when the lawyer comes, I'll show him this recording. I hope the producer can hold on."

These words made the producer's belly twitch with anger.

"What did you say?"

Wen Qianqian didn't talk nonsense, picked up the phone, and clicked on a recording, oh, it's still the loudest.

"Want to hear? Ready."

She hit the play button.

Immediately there was a crooked voice that made people get goosebumps.

【Producer, you just agree to it~】

[Okay, okay, then give me a kiss, and I will promise you. 】

Everyone turned their heads.

"???"

Why does Mao's voice sound so familiar?

"It seems to be..." someone whispered, "Warm Ranran's voice."