All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Ning Yan left without even bringing her head back.

When the little assistant who had been standing outside the door saw her coming out, he thought she and Zhao Xin had reached an agreement, so he came over with a smile.

Before she could open her mouth, Ning Yan stretched out her hand to block the distance between the two.

"This is?"

The little assistant looked a little confused.

Ning Yan blinked at her, "Vice President Zhao seems to be in a bad mood, please be careful."

The assistant was stunned for a while, seeing Ning Yan disappearing at the end of the corridor, and then he pushed open the office door.

But as soon as she opened it, before she could see clearly what was going on in the room, a file was thrown at him.

The little assistant subconsciously ducked to the side. The information wrapped in a hard file shell hit the office door, and then fell to the center of the wooden floor with a dull sound. It was obvious that the other party had used a lot of force.

"Zhao...Mr. Zhao."

The assistant shrank, picked up the documents on the ground and slowly leaned towards Zhao Xin, "Did she not agree?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Xin snorted angrily and scattered the documents at his feet. He looked at the assistant squatting down to pick up things with cold eyes, and then kicked the coffee table in front of him.

Perhaps because the coffee table was made of glass, he didn't dare to use too much strength. After kicking his feet irritably and depressedly, he leaned his fat body on the sofa and cursed.

"You don't know what the world is like for you, a yellow-haired girl! I renewed my contract with her just to give her face! She actually dares to negotiate terms with me!"

"Okay! If you don't sign, I won't sign! Now I have to be her as the anchor! You! Go..."

Zhao Xin pointed at the assistant on the side, his fingers trembling with anger and his face red.

"Go and contact the person who posted the message before, and send me as much information as you want!"

"Mr. Zhao... those baseless things are all fabricated. If she pursues them..."

The assistant looked embarrassed.

This was the case last time. The two couldn't reach an agreement in the office, so Zhao Xin asked her to find a marketing account and trolls to set the pace and throw dirty water on the little fireworks.

She was just an ordinary worker, earning a dead salary. Not only did she have to suffer this anger every day, but now she was also forced to get involved in this dispute. The assistant really didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

"Pursuit? Oh, if she wants to pursue it, just come here! I want to see who will pursue whom! I can't kill her!"

Zhao Xin's tone was vicious, and he glanced at the assistant with fierce eyes. Seeing that she was unmoved, he became even more irritated as he spoke.

"Do you still want to do it? If you don't want to do it, get out!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I'll contact you right away."

The little assistant felt aggrieved and scared. For her, who had not just graduated from a prestigious school, she was very lucky to have an assistant job with a decent salary.

She also needs this job to protect her life, so no matter how reluctant she is, she can only give in temporarily.

The assistant nervously left the office holding the stack of information in her arms. She took out the mobile phone in her pocket and started calling the marketing numbers she had contacted before.

The various information and forged chat screenshots used to throw dirty water on Xiaoyanhua were all sent to her by Zhao Xin before. At that time, she felt that Zhao Xin's behavior was too excessive and did not take out all of them.

But now, Zhao Xin's order forced her to reveal the rest to these marketing accounts.

"Have you received those screenshots and information? Yes, that's right. The bigger things get, the better."

"Rumors? Isn't that what your marketing account does? Why do you care so much after taking our money? Our Mr. Zhao said that within three days at most, you will tell the things about the small fireworks..."

In the empty corridor, the sound of talking on the phone was intermittent.

In the corridor across the door, a tall man put out the cigarette in his hand with an expressionless expression.

"Sheng...Mr. Sheng."

Stumbling upon this scene by chance was something Fang Zhenglin, general manager of Tiandu Entertainment, could never have imagined.

They discussed Wang Xu's affairs in the conference room on the top floor all morning.

Finally, by lunch time, the matter had a concrete solution, but he never expected that Sheng Moshu wanted to come out for a cigarette halfway through the elevator.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the cigarette was lit, the drama in the corridor was heard.

"I don't know when Tiandu Entertainment got a manager named Zhao?"

The man threw the newly lit and extinguished cigarette into the trash can, took the handkerchief handed over by the secretary next to him, and slowly wiped his knuckles.

A drop of cold sweat fell on Fang Zhenglin's forehead. Apparently he heard the call in the corridor, "There is indeed a deputy general manager named Zhao. He was just promoted in the first half of this year. His name is Zhao Xin."

"Mr. Sheng, don't be angry, I'll call her out right now."

Fang Zhenglin felt anxious and was about to open the door.

Before he even stepped out, he heard Sheng Mo Shu's strange chuckle.

"no need."

Fang Zheng Lin's hand hovered in mid-air, "Mr. Sheng...Mr. Sheng."

"I don't have time to take care of the little things you do at Tiandu Entertainment in private. After all, in terms of the operating conditions last year, your company is the least profitable one under my Shengshi banner."

Sheng Moshu looked down, like an invisible mountain pressing on Fang Zhenglin's shoulders, making him afraid to express his anger.

"President Fang, if you don't want Tiandu Entertainment to have the same year-end evaluation this year as last year, please do it yourself."

Shengshi Group has an unwritten rule that at the end of each year, it will rank the operating profits of its subsidiaries.

If it ranks last for two consecutive years, then this subsidiary is likely to face the risk of being abandoned.

These words seemed like the death knell before death, making Fang Zhenglin feel panicked and repeated his assurances.

The man had a handsome face and veins all over his joints. He threw the handkerchief into the trash can.

"How can a cat or a dog sit in the position of deputy general manager? There are quite a lot of weird things happening these days."

Sheng Moshu sneered, "There are still things waiting for me to deal with at the headquarters, so Mr. Fang will stay put."

After saying that, the man never glanced at Fang Zhenglin again.

The secretary respectfully stood beside him and opened the elevator for him. The man strode in, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Until the bright red floor numbers continued to decrease, Fang Zhenglin had not recovered from the oppressive feeling just now.

Legend has it that Sheng Moshu, the prince of the Shengshi Group, has been in poor health since he was born, and his temper is even worse.

When they met today, Fang Zhenglin didn't notice anything wrong with his health, but he fell into a deep sense of intimidation and fear from the meeting all morning and the warning just now.

……

In the parking lot of Tiandu Entertainment, the limited edition Rolls-Royce that symbolizes status seems a bit out of place.

The secretary handed over a stack of information with a respectful attitude and obvious concern:

"Mr. Sheng, I will continue to follow up on Wang Xu's matter. I will draft contracts and confidentiality agreements for the anchors present that night after they return home. Don't worry too much and pay attention to your emotional stability."