President of Chuancheng Entertainment

In the confusion, a hand stretched out from nowhere, and gave Song Yu a hard push, fixing his injured right hand that fell under his long sports shirt.

Song Yu quickly withdrew his hands in pain, frowned and threw the gift bags stuffed in his arms on the ground with a "boom", and lightly covered his trembling left arm with his right hand.

The staff who still wanted to push forward saw the gift bag falling on the ground, and saw Song Yu lowering his head and covering his hands, and for a while did not dare to make any more noise.

At this time, the door of the CEO's office suddenly opened, and when all the female staff saw the tall figure in the black suit, alarm bells rang in their hearts, and the female staff behind the crowd were about to leave.

The leading female employee had no choice but to restrain her expression, return to her capable and intellectual urban appearance, bowed lightly and shouted "Hello, President".

I was still hoping that Xi Yan would never come over, otherwise they would definitely have no good fruit to eat. They stood up with a guilty conscience, and they couldn't see that the group in front of them had been barking their teeth and claws at each other a minute ago, scrambling wildly at each other with unnecessary images.

But it was not as expected, Xi Yan walked over here with a cold expression.

Xi Yan was originally in the office, and he called the person out to deliver the documents to stop himself from wanting to look in that person's direction, feeling uneasy in his heart.

But he regretted it again, thinking that he was injured, how did he become an older brother?As a result, he heard chaotic noise outside after a while, and the volume was getting louder, so he pushed open the door and came out to see who was so presumptuous.

I saw a group of company employees who couldn't be named, as well as packing bags scattered all over the floor, and the younger brother in the gray sportswear.

His head was slightly lowered, leaving only a clean back to fall into Xi Yan's eyes.

Although he couldn't see the expression on Song Yu's face at this moment, he still felt a tremor coming from his thin body.

The hands under the suit silently clenched and tightened, and there were restless waves in the cold eyes.

When Song Yu heard the respectful "President" from the female staff in front, she quickly put down her right hand that was covering her left forearm, and regained her calm look.

He obviously saw the nervousness of the crowd, "I know what you said, and I will try my best to arrange resources for them according to their strength." Then he bent down and picked up the gift bag that had just dropped on the ground.

"You take all these things away. Next time, please don't leave your post without authorization during work, or you should bear the consequences of your actions." He looked at Xi Yan who came and the staff who were still in a daze before him, "Not yet Go? Wait for a fine or work overtime?"

The female employees who originally thought they were going to be baptized by the president heard this sentence like the sound of heaven, and seeing that no one took the gift that Song Yu wanted to return, they said one after another: "Young Master Song, just keep these! We did it wrong this time, and there will be no next time." Seeing President Song's footsteps approaching a lot, the female staff turned and left.

Song Yu looked at the gift bag that hadn't been taken away, dropped his hand and sighed, he really didn't need these things.

"You let them go?" Xi Yan asked from behind him.

Song Yu turned around and saw Xi Yan two or three steps away from him, those smooth eyes staring at the thing in his hand.

"Well, it's all trivial matters related to my company." Song Yu replied.

Xi Yan tilted his head slightly, and said lightly: "Your company really has a lot of things to do." Then he reached out to take the gift bag and folder from his hand.

"It's quite a lot." Song Yu sighed.

"Didn't you enjoy it back then?" Xi Yan grasped his wrist with the slender knuckles of his left hand, "Go back, I'll just ask someone to come up and get the documents."

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The tidy apartment is full of modern appliances. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows with excellent lighting, there are emerald green plants covered with railings. They seem to have not received the chill from autumn, and their leaves shake slightly in the wind.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was a solid-color soft sofa, on which sat a black-haired man in a white round-neck T-shirt.The thin black hair was softly attached to the forehead, casting a light and shadow, and the expression could not be seen clearly.In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the white figure looked a little thin, and the harsh plaster on his right hand destroyed the picture.

The contract on the sofa is the best proof of the formal termination of the contract with "SYU". Xia Chen's eyes were a little empty, looking at the contract in black and white, he didn't show the smile he should have.

Now the news of his termination of the contract has spread all over the Internet. Countless entertainment and media companies have called to ask about the schedule and cooperation. What's more, they offered extremely generous conditions to sign with him, but Xia Chen vetoed them all.

The person who was rejected scolded him for being ignorant of current affairs, don't think that you are a big deal when you are popular now, I don't see how you can continue to be arrogant without Song Yu's support behind you!

And what that person didn't know was that four years ago, Xia Chen was still a rookie who couldn't get enough to eat. The treaties and benefits in the contract that Song Yu signed with him were far beyond what other entertainment companies could give.

The overwhelming publicity and the most lenient management would not agree to any entertainment company.

Xia Chen watched the phone vibrate and ring, glanced at a string of unfamiliar numbers on it, felt a little lost, and clicked on it.

"Hello, is this King Xiachenxia? I am from Juzi Entertainment, I hope you can be with..." the sweet female voice over there gushed.

"Sorry, I don't want to sign for now." Then hung up the phone.

He clicked on the phone's call history and swipe down to see the familiar number on the screen without notes.

It belongs to Song Yu.

He used to hang up on Song Yu's phone often, and no matter how much Song Yu asked, he still didn't add a contact or set a note.But this series of numbers will still persist day after day, calling again and again, and I have written down this annoying number without knowing it.

It's just that the last call record of this string of numbers was already a month ago, and it still shows that the call has not been connected.

Xia Chen had already created a new contact card unconsciously, but the address that the owner of this string of numbers should have had been empty for a long time, the cursor on it flickered, and his fingertips still didn't drop.

There is no connection between them, so why care about these things?

Xia Chen turned off the screen and threw the phone on the table.Leaning back on the sofa, he turned his head sideways and stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows.The peach blossom eyes reflected the blue sky outside the window, and there were complex emotions hidden in the eyes.