Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

The host of "Morning Economic News Express" is broadcasting in a dignified manner: "The previously eye-catching 'Baibai' case had the result yesterday afternoon. The Supreme Court ruled that the Bailan Group did not fabricate financial income to The special investigation team of the Securities and Exchange Commission also confirmed that there were no problems such as corruption and tax evasion that had been rampant in the Palan Group, but due to the impact of the economic crisis, the 35% profit promised at the beginning was indeed not realized. Although some shareholders suffered some losses, they still expressed their confidence in Pakland."

"In response to the unfavorable comments from the industry, the Asia-Pacific Regional Office of Palladium Group held a press conference on this at [-] o'clock last night, saying that it has replaced the CEO of Best Entertainment, and believes that under his leadership, Best Entertainment will wipe out the accumulated Affected by this, the stock prices of relevant companies that resumed trading this morning showed an upward trend at the beginning of trading, but the increase was not obvious. Analysts and comments believe that most investors still hold a cautious wait-and-see attitude. As for where the Bolan Group and Best Company will go in the future, this station will pay attention to you together. Let’s briefly review the acquisition case that originated five years ago—”

puff-

"Boring, didn't say anything serious."

Zhan Jun looked worriedly at Feng Wu as he quickly changed the channel: "Awu..."

"We're going to recite it soon, aren't we?" Feng Wu narrowed his eyes, and then looked at the next one, "Five years ago? Huh, the undoubted industry leader Yangbai Lan Group acquired the largest entertainment company in the country, Best. At that time The industry calls this the 'biggest acquisition case of this century'. But now that we have entered the new century, I think it is more or less called 'the worst acquisition case in the history of Parkland'."

Zhan Jun turned his head helplessly: "Ahu..."

Ah Hu, who was finishing the last piece of watermelon at the coffee table, blinked: "Xiao Junjun, you want to eat too?" He said with a smile, peeled an apple and handed it over, "Beauty and health."

Zhan Jun couldn't help laughing and took it over: "Not bad."

"Would you like it, Fengwu?" Ah Hu cut another one.

Feng Wu clicked his tongue: "Take it away."

Ah Hu looked at him very aggrieved: "You don't love me anymore, Ah Wu!" As he spoke, he took a bite of the apple.

"Hey. Have I ever loved?" Feng Wu glanced at him, "If possible, I actually want to replace you as the manager."

"Wow! You are so cruel, you are so ruthless, you are so vexatious!" Ahu put down the fruit and looked at him pitifully, "What did I do to make you hate me so much?"

"It's because you didn't do anything." Feng Wu glanced at Zhan Jun who was comforting him, and couldn't help frowning, "You are our manager, okay, do you know what a manager should do?! "

"Let you all become popular!" Ah Hu peeked here with tears and snot in his nose.

"Then did you do it?" Feng Wu rolled his eyes angrily, "Three years old! How long do you think the freshness of a draft group can last?"

"Do you think I don't want you to be popular all over the world? But the new album was rejected by the company." Ah Hu just rushed forward and hugged his thigh, "To be honest, sing something sweet or miserable. Are love songs bad? I really can’t appreciate such an avant-garde concubine!"

"So it's my fault?" Feng Wu yelled, pointing at his nose, "You blind bastards deserve to be in trouble! It's better to close down quickly so as not to delay—"

"Awu!" Zhan Jun grabbed him, paused and softened his tone, "You can't say that. We can't control the company's decision-making, but shouldn't we keep our feet on the ground and accumulate and improve? When more people can understand and When we accept it, we can give better works." Seeing that Fengwu's face softened, he said, "Besides, now that the company has changed executives, maybe he will like your music concept?"

"That's right." Ah Hu wiped away his tears and straightened his chest, "And you two are so handsome, even if you don't sing—"

"I want to sing." Feng Wu said firmly.

Ahu blinked: "But Xiao Junjun—" Zhan Jun stopped him with a wink before he finished speaking.

"Awu, when we first debuted together, we knew that nothing would be easy." Zhan Jun paused, "But after persisting for so long without getting the expected good feedback, maybe we all have something to reflect on. Did you say so?"

Feng Wu frowned, but said nothing.

Ah Hu hurriedly said: "Isn't it? Besides, no matter how wonderful your music is, you can't embarrass King Zhentian in person—"

"That kind of rubbish music can win awards, which shows that the music world is already rotten." Feng Wu clicked his tongue and said, "Besides, even this can't be settled. Is it because your manager is not capable enough? I really don't know. How did you get in here?"

"I offended someone without even looking at you..." Ah Hu muttered aggrievedly, winking pitifully at his fingers, "My fans have worked hard."

"Yes, Ah Wu, Ah Hu is indeed very serious in answering announcements and arranging activities for us." Zhan Jun smiled softly and patted Ah Hu's head.

"He's ashamed to say it! He doesn't even watch any messy programs. It's better to have this time—huh, besides, isn't this what the manager should do?" Feng Wu changed the channel again irritably, "You Just get used to him."

"—Undoubtedly, under the severe situation at that time, Best was dizzy and found the wrong partner at the beginning. Is Bai Lan rich? Yes, Ou Tingsheng is very rich, but there are rich people in the world Their group is not limited to them.” On the TV screen, a handsome middle-aged man sat at the desk and talked, “But it’s a pity that Best, which was ruined for five years by Bai Lan’s inexplicable wrong decision, is already at the end of its strength. What, you asked me if I would buy it? If it was five years ago, or even a year ago, I would have considered it carefully. But now—" He spread his hands and said regretfully, "Even if I agree with someone , and my shareholders will not agree to buy such a company with no future and declining. What's more, the value created by our Dim last year has far surpassed Best. As an entertainment company, I can't help but I regret to point out—"

Fengwu sneered again and changed the channel, this time to the entertainment news of Quanquan channel: "...Outside the office building, you can see that many industry peers have gathered. A CEO is about to—ah, it seems to be coming!"

The camera turned to the street outside the office building of Best Headquarters, and a black Lamborghini obviously slowed down and drove to the door and stopped.

Feng Wu curled his lips in disdain, Zhan Jun stared at the screen a little nervously, and Ahu secretly grabbed the apple he had just gnawed and continued.

The one who got out of the car first was a tall man in a champagne-colored suit. Zhan Jun immediately recognized him with a smile on his face as the general manager of Bailan Company.I still remember that Mr. Hu who "just call me Joe" when signing the contract three years ago enthusiastically encouraged them to "Come on and bring back the Golden Spectrum Award". Unfortunately...Zhan Jun calmed down, and saw that the screen had turned to him taking the initiative to pull Opened the other side door.

The first one to live up to expectations (crossed out) is a long leg.

The black matte thin socks with dark diamond pattern are integrated with the shiny leather shoes and the suit of the same color.Even though it was a scorching summer, the double-breasted and three-button buttons on the coat were all buttoned.A white stand-up collar shirt, a dark blue tie neatly tied inside, and perhaps a beautifully cut sapphire shining on the collar clip.When this person stood in front of the car, his upright figure, which was half a head taller than Mr. Zhang, attracted a brief moment of silence, followed by a frantic shooting of various cameras.

He didn't say a word in front of the dazzling flashing lights, and the sunglasses covered his eyes so he couldn't see his expression clearly.Facing the swarm of media blocking his way, he just stood still and put his left hand in his trouser pocket.This action made Zhan Jun notice that one end of a shiny silver chain was fastened to the loop of his trousers, and the other end was connected to the pocket of his trousers—it seemed to be a pocket watch.

"High-level? High-level? Expert? Chick." Feng Wu flicked the remote control and turned up the volume.

On the screen, manager Hu was smiling and the staff reached out to stop the reporter, but unfortunately they couldn't stop the long-awaited questions and responses.Short shot.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ouyang Ting, the new CEO of Best Company?"

"Mr. Ou, what is your next development plan for Best Company?"

"During the turmoil caused by the 'Baibai' case, many artists under Best's subsidiary were said to have the idea of ​​switching to another company. I wonder if Mr. Ou knows, and what measures are he going to take to deal with it?"

"Mr. Ou and Mr. Ou Tingsheng of Bailan Group have the same surname. May I ask what is your relationship?"

"Mr. Ou Tingsheng announced that he has three sons, and the first two are already the heads of his branches in Europe and America. Are you his youngest son, so you are stationed in Greater China?!"

"Mr. Ou has never announced the name of the third son. Are you his son or the illegitimate child? Are you not allowed to directly enter the Bailan Group because you are the illegitimate child and were sent to take charge of Best Company?"

"Will you feel dissatisfied because of this? Will this affect your relevant policies in Best Company?!"

"May I ask--"

The man stopped his progress, raised his hand and slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of narrow eyes: "What?"

"Are you private—"

"Bastard?" The man's voice was extremely indifferent, and his black eyes were cold.He unhurriedly glanced at the people in front of him and said, "I suggest you read and refer to Article 246 of the newly revised Criminal Law of our country."

"..."

Amid a group of people stunned and Manager Hu's obviously suppressed smile, the man put on his sunglasses and walked into Best's office building.Leave the messy media in the wind to the security at the gate.

"What 246?" Ah Hu scratched his head, picked up his mobile phone and searched the Internet, then fell to the ground with a big laugh, "Crime of defamation? Hahaha——"

"It's quite individual, this sunglasses 246." Feng Wu also laughed, "But it's such a drag? Offend the media and be careful not to be blacked out."

"It's as if you're also afraid of being blackmailed by the media." Ah Hu wiped away the tears from laughing.

"But anyone who is suddenly called an illegitimate child will be angry." Zhan Jun said cautiously.

Feng Wu restrained his smile and snorted: "I had to dress so flamboyantly in last class, I deserve it."

"Is there?" Zhan Jun looked blank, "I think he looks good in that way, similar to the magazine cover we shot last time."

"...Can it be the same?!" Feng Wu clicked his tongue and counted for Zhan Jun.

Zhan Jun felt dizzy: "In short, this is very rich, right?"

"... That's right! It's all made of money anyway. Is it good-looking? Of course. Expensive things are generally not too ugly. So you really don't know how to choose clothes, just choose expensive ones, and wear them on your body. If you have no temperament, you will be so coquettish and coquettish." Feng Wu raised his chin, turned his head and yelled at Ahu, "I'm talking about the manager, and it's been a year since Xiao Jun talked about the inside of the magazine. Okay? Did you make arrangements for us to get in touch! "

"Hey, young master, great master! It's not that I don't want to arrange it!" Ah Hu hugged his thigh as he wished and pretended to cry, "But your requirements are too high, old man! If you don't want to do this, you can't do that. You should be entertained I don’t want to go either, so everyone in the industry tells you behind your back—”

"What are you talking about?" Feng Wu lowered his face, looking down at him from a high position.

"Talking about you, saying that you are out of the mud and not stained!" Ah Hu blinked, and heard the other party snort before saying again, "But young master, we have to eat. If this continues, you may be dismissed or Xuezang, and I should be out of a job!"

"It's not because you, an economic man, are not capable of working."

Ah Hu was hit by [-] critical points and collapsed to the ground.

Zhan Jun couldn't bear it and was about to speak, but he heard the bilibili on Ahu's phone.He immediately turned over and sat up and answered the phone with a flattering smile: "Hey sister Jin, do you still remember me-bai bah, what big sister, you are a flower, what do you want to take care of today?...Huh? Yes That’s a good thing?!——Don’t, of course I don’t suspect you...uh, ok, ok, ok! We’ll be right there!”

Ah Hu put away his mobile phone and stood up proudly, brushing his hair in high spirits: "You two gentlemen, you are here for work, let's go?"

Feng Wu folded his arms and smiled: "What kind of nonsense is that?"

"You're talking nonsense again." Ah Hu winked, "Didn't you just talk about magazine covers?"

Zhan Jun's heart moved: "Which one?"

"You'll know as soon as you go! How can I treat you badly?" Ah Hu walked out holding one in each hand.

"Hmph, you really want to!" Feng Wu curled his lips, and went out with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Get my guitar!"

"Yes, yes, little ancestor!"