My food delivery can be popular [Entertainment]

When he woke up the next day, there was only a faint mark left on Bai Yumiao's face, which could not be seen after covering it with foundation.

He returned to the company early in the morning and quickly finished the rest of yesterday's work.During the weekly meeting of the marketing department, he pushed open the door of the conference room, only to find that Lao Bai was already sitting in the conference room.

Bai Yumiao was startled, but didn't say anything. He took out a chair and sat next to his father, listening to the report as usual.

The weekly newspaper was very short, without any surprises, it only opened for about twenty minutes.Bai Yumiao glanced at the meeting items and found that all the necessary chats were over, so when the new marketing director made a long speech to make a concluding statement, he slightly raised his buttocks and turned his traditional wrist on one side.

The director understood and immediately streamlined the content.He was about to say "Then this is the end of our meeting today", when Chairman Bai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his hand.

The entire conference room was silent, and everyone looked over.

Lao Bai casually flipped through the paper version of the report with a smile, and said, "By the way, isn't the official signing ceremony for your spokesperson coming the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes." Bai Yumiao's secretary immediately said: "The marketing department has confirmed with the other party again and again. At 11:30 am the day after tomorrow, Qi Tingguan himself will come to the Starving Building, and it will take about an hour."

"Well... quite busy." Chairman Bai left a comment in an inscrutable manner, and then said, "Make a note on my schedule, I will also attend."

Everyone in the marketing department appeared calm as if they had seen a big scene, but their confused eyes betrayed them.

Why are you going to the signing ceremony?

Not to die of starvation requires the chairman of the group to come out to marathon in person to gather Qi Ting to watch?

Is it because we are afraid that our marketing department will fill our own pockets and do tricks?

It is already the highest salary for the director to go, but Xiaobai and Laobai are vying to go, and the marketing department eats jujube pills

The general manager's office won't annex us... the future boss, will it be Secretary Bai?

Everyone's faces changed from calm to sad.

"Chairman." Bai Yumiao said suddenly, raised his eyes to look at his father expressionlessly, and asked coldly: "You don't need to be in charge to sign the contract. Will there be any unexpected changes on the scene?" ?”

The silence in the conference room turned into dead silence.

The dialogue between Laobai and Xiaobai is a bit extraordinary.

Chairman Bai was not angry about being questioned by his son. He smiled easily and said, "Nothing happened. Let me go and see. Qi Tingguan is close to several industry giants, but our Bai family has never had the chance to have a deep friendship with him." A great talent, can't you just meet him?"

The chairman started to talk about his personal thoughts, and everyone below retreated through another door with insight.Bai Yumiao remained motionless, and when the last person walked out of the conference room, he clenched his fists.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "What's so interesting? It's only 5000 million. Are you still doubting me?"

"No." Lao Bai smiled deeply, and said inexplicably: "I just haven't figured out what happened last night...You kid was squatting there picking up broken pieces of jade, but when I mentioned Qi Tingguan, it seemed like Stepped on your tail. Can you tell Dad why?"

Bai Yumiao choked for a while, and said anxiously, "What do you mean?!"

"Son, keep your voice down, don't get excited." Lao Bai raised his hand and made a downward movement, signaling Bai Yumiao to sit down.

He smiled and said, "Look, you're in a hurry again."

Bai Yumiao: "..."

"When was it?" The old man tried his best to recall and remembered, "Oh, yes. When you were in the fourth grade of elementary school, your mother and I took your class report card and casually said that this is Ban Qiuli. Why did you fail math when you were only in the fourth grade? You jumped on the sofa in anger, yelling that you are a genius in Chinese, and your composition has been published in "New Elementary School Student Composition". Your mother and I are completely confused .”

"I saw your sullen love letters when I moved, and there was indeed one from her. In the letter, you also used the same evidence to express your love... Hey, how should I put it..."

Lao Bai ignored his son who was flushed with anger, sighed, shook his head and said, "Last night I sat on the sofa in the living room and replayed the process of our quarrel for a long time. The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became."

Bai Yumiao trembled: "You, you, you are still replaying?"

"Scientific parenting." Lao Bai smiled humbly, showing a bit of regret, "I even searched under your mattress, but unfortunately I didn't find anything. But now you are in a cunning hole, and you really want to write something in black and white It’s not necessarily hidden under the mattress at home, is it?”

Bai Yumiao was trembling with anger from his father, unable to speak.What's worse, after shivering for a few seconds, he suddenly realized that he had missed the best time to pretend not to understand.

Lao Bai let out a long sigh, and restrained the look of teasing his son just now, his tone was a little emotional, and there was also some unconcealable sadness.

"Dad has to go and have a look." He got up and left the meeting room, passing by his son, he reached out and pressed his head.

He said calmly: "Even if you really bring back a man, you have to let Dad have a look."

Bai Yumiao said with difficulty, "Dad...can you..."

"No." Lao Bai said decisively, "This matter is settled, there is no room for negotiation."

"........."

"Bai Yumiao, you are a fucking talent! You're going to kill me hahahahahahahahahahaha!!" Gu Mingyuan coughed and laughed on the phone, and almost flew his phone out several times. He patted his chest and said : "I like him, I haven't let others find out yet, let my father find out first! Hahahahaha!"

Bai Yumiao's face was full of black lines: "Enough."

"Hahaha! Tianxiu!" Gu Mingyuan touched the tears from his laughter, "Do you know that last night when my uncle drank a little wine and confided his feelings to my dad on the phone, I was holding back my laughter How hard was it?"

"I didn't sleep well all night, I was laughing in my dream! Hahahaha!"

Bai Yumiao gritted his teeth again and again, suppressing his anger, "You called just to make fun of me?"

Over there quickly said: "Yes!"

"... Brother Wuen." Bai Yumiao was so angry that his fingertips trembled, and he was about to cut off the phone when Gu Mingyuan said, "Wait a minute! Give me another word."

Bai Yumiao paused with his thumb hanging above the hang up button.

Gu Mingyuan paused, and restrained his joking tone.

There were chaotic and fast-paced footsteps in the office building from the other end of the phone. Gu Mingyuan was obviously passing through a crowded corridor. Soon, he returned to his office, and the surroundings became quiet for a moment.

He whispered: "You were too high-profile in the hot search yesterday. Early this morning, Hong Tianbao sent me a WeChat message asking if you are going to enter the entertainment industry."

"Hong Tianbao?" Bai Yumiao took a lot of effort to match this hot-eared name with the face from memory: he is Hong Zhigao's second son.

He said indifferently: "Student Tianbao is not busy recruiting wealth for the family, why care about my affairs?"

"I don't know either." Gu Mingyuan took a breath and said, "Is the wise and mighty Uncle Bai expanding his real estate crazy recently? Please pay attention."

Bai Yumiao snorted coldly, "Thank you. Don't worry, if he dares to make a mistake, I will set fire to the two houses that have not been sold in Junhai Dijing. His father is not willing to live with him. Burn the fire to his ancestors."

Gu Mingyuan was taken aback, and after a while he couldn't stop laughing again, "My friend, can you use your wisdom and courage more in love? Don't make me laugh out of tuberculosis in the middle of the night."

Bai Yumiao clenched his fists and hung up the phone.

After a while, he sorted out his emotions and clicked on Moments.

The latest like is from Hong Zhigao. Ten hours ago, the like was the "career start" that he blocked Qi Tingguan's post last month.

He glanced at the date, and then went back to Weibo to scroll up. It happened to be the day Qi Tingguan cueed him for the first time when he posted a trending search, and then followed him on Weibo.

Bai Yumiao sat there pondering for half a minute, then snorted, "Sorry, Dad, I don't have any pigtails for you to catch."

He said and picked up the phone on the desk.

Secretary: "Boss Bai, what's your order?"

Bai Yumiao tapped his fingers on the desk, and asked, "Why haven't I heard anything about my deeds before I took office in the company for so long?"

The secretary was confused: "What do you want to hear?"

Bai Yumiao said shamelessly: "Now that the buttocks are firmly seated, it's time to build a personal image, right? Everyone respects me now, but respect is not enough. They also worship me and regard me as a god whose brilliance shines on the earth. god!"

Feeling faintly suffocated, the secretary asked in a good-tempered manner, "Then how do you want to build it?"

Bai Yumiao waved his hand: "Cut out a short documentary about me accumulating industry insight as a rider and going deep into the bottom to endure hardships and stand hard work. A Kind of Routine", how to count half a book, it is also a record."

Secretary: "...and then?"

Bai Yumiao thought for a while: "Play it on the company's LED screen 24 hours a day, let's broadcast it for a year first! Then draw me a Q-version image of riding a small electric donkey, and make some T-shirts, mugs, and keys. Buckle what's around, send it to everyone."

secretary:"…………"

Bai Yumiao explained everything properly, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "As soon as possible, the documentary material can be transferred to the camera at the rider station in Shuangfeng Road District. I want to see my cute little face on the LED screen before I get off work today."

secretary:"…………"

Bai Yumiao hung up the phone, the depression in his chest all morning finally dissipated a little through this game.

Shopping malls are like hunting grounds, and the thrill of hunting is unparalleled. Although he has just stepped into the rivers and lakes, he can't wait to play a few games.

The phone rang suddenly, and the man sent a photo of the concert venue.

Under a light source in the center of the stage, [-] seats waited silently.The entire venue was dark, and a great sense of emptiness and loneliness came through the phone screen.

Qi Tingguan: "The rehearsal is over, I am looking forward to tomorrow."

Bai Yumiao's stern black eyes softened inadvertently, and he opened the picture to look again.When the man was shooting off-court, the light beams from the side and rear left half shadows under his feet.

Bai Yumiao stared at the black shadow for a while, then typed back: "See Brother Guan tomorrow."

The other side said: "See you tomorrow."