The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost No. 70 One day · [First update] Damn, she smells the sour smell of love dogs and men.

Xiao Xiao is the makeup artist who was fired. She left the studio and handled the resignation at the personnel side.

"Sister Xiao, don't cry. You go back and apologize to Boss Lin. If you sell yourself softly, you might be able to come back again." A colleague of the personnel department saw that Xiao Xiao was crying so much that her eye makeup was all stained, and she couldn't bear to cry. Looking at it, he took out several tissues and handed them over, comforting him without much distraction.

Xiao Xiao wiped her nose vigorously, and said with a choked voice: "What is that person's background? I will resign as soon as I say something, why? Isn't he just an [-]th line, who is the money behind him? He really thinks of himself You can do whatever you want..."

The colleague coughed heavily and interrupted Xiao Xiao: "Don't mention this matter anymore. It happened. What's the point of you bringing it up again? They have a big backstage background, and their arms can't beat their thighs. They want to be heard again." , Maybe you can't even be a makeup artist, so don't mention it."

"I'm just so angry! I didn't say anything else, yet he dared to sue me for slander..." Xiao Xiao ignored her colleague's advice, and instead talked more and more.

When the other party saw it, he simply stopped talking, lowered his head to go through Xiao Xiao's resignation procedures, and didn't say a word, so as not to be implicated by the other party.

She curled her lips in her heart, but she actually looked down on Xiao Xiao a little bit in her heart.

The brain is stupid and stupid, and there is only one face that can be seen-it is obvious that the little star who came to shoot the inside magazine today has a backstage, and she is still tirelessly gossiping, chatting with her to death.

Xiao Xiao sang a one-man show alone for a long time, but no one responded, so her voice gradually became softer.

After finishing the resignation procedures, it happened that Lin Ling came back from the studio.

Xiao Xiao trotted over quickly: "Boss Lin! Boss Lin!"

Lin Ling stopped, and he frowned and looked at the woman: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Xiao Xiao paused, and quickly grabbed the other party's suit sleeve: "... Mr. Lin? But I... I really, I really like this job... Please help me, please?"

Lin Ling frowned even tighter: "Okay, don't talk about it here, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Xiao quickly let go.

"Now what I say doesn't count, and it's useless if you beg me." Lin Ling said.

"But you are also an executive of Style, if you say something, he will definitely give you face..." Xiao Xiao turned pale, and said unwillingly.

"Why should I say love to you?" Lin Ling turned to look at her impatiently, "You have offended someone you can't afford, why should I clean up the mess for you?"

"But I, we..." Xiao Xiao was intimidated by the other party's stare, and subconsciously took a step back, stammering.

Lin Ling interrupted her, waved her hand and said, "After this period of time, that person can no longer remember. Now you go back first and rest at home for two days."

The woman pursed her lips hard, and she could hear the subtext in this sentence. After going back to rest for two days, she probably won't have anything to do with her after that.

"You want me to ask the security guard to invite you out?" Lin Ling's voice sank when he saw that the woman was still standing still.

Xiao Xiao trembled, bit her lip tightly, and reluctantly walked towards the gate.

Isn't it just finding someone with a big backstage background? What's so great about it?Wait until she finds someone with more background...

The patron and principal, Jiang Yiming, sneezed in the car. He rubbed the tip of his nose, and sneezed again after a few seconds.

"Who misses me?" Young Master Jiang muttered in a low voice.

"Zhong Sheng." Bao Qiwen rolled his eyes jokingly.

"There must be him." But Young Master Jiang took it seriously.

Bao Qiwen: "..." I think someone is talking bad about you.

"What do you plan to do after you buy this magazine?" Bao Qiwen asked.

"What did you do in the past and what do you do now? You thought Chen Feng was in charge of this magazine?" Jiang Yiming smiled, "The people who manage the magazine are those in the company, and I, like Chen Feng, only act as a hands-off shopkeeper. "

Bao Qiwen felt that this was a waste of money, and it was better to buy a few newspapers, at least it could bring a little wind of public opinion.

Jiang Yiming didn't care, he took the box of donuts left over from the morning, and instructed Bao Qiwen: "Is there nothing else to do today? Turn around and go to Zhong Sheng's place, and give him afternoon tea."

Bao Qiwen sighed: "Turn around."

It must be the quick question and quick answer just now that made Young Master Jiang miss him!

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Jiang Yiming sent a donut upstairs, and the journey went unimpeded.

The front desk didn't even ask him if he had an appointment, but just looked up at him, and told him which is the president's special elevator, which goes directly to the president's office floor.

Jiang Yiming scratched his chin, as if everyone here knew who he was?

The expression in the front desk's eyes was full of meaning, and there was a trace of kind understanding, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Yiming strode into the elevator, holding a box of donuts with a few leftovers in his hand. He pretended to share the afternoon tea, but in fact he was looking for an excuse to continue eating.

Zhong Sheng was having a video conference in the office. When Jiang Yiming walked to the door, the secretary looked up and recognized Jiang Yiming.

She nodded to Jiang Yiming with a smile and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Zhong is in the office."

"Is he busy? Then I'll wait for him in the lounge." Jiang Yiming turned around and planned to leave.

"It's okay, as Mr. Zhong said, if Mr. Jiang comes over, he can go in directly." The secretary said.

Mr. Zhong said this when he came to the company this morning. It is estimated that the front desk below has also been notified.

The secretary was surprised in his heart, Mr. Zhong was really amazing, how did he know that Jiang Yiming would come over today?

With Secretary Zhong Sheng's curious gaze, Jiang Yiming unscrewed the handle of Zhong Sheng's office and stepped in.

"The processing factory in Malaysia..." Zhong Sheng was negotiating the latest deal with someone. The efficiency of the new cooperative processing factory was too low, so Zhong Sheng started thinking about other plans.

He noticed the movement at the door, looked up, and saw Young Master Jiang smiling at him with eight teeth, raised the dessert box in his hand, and stood at the door.

There was a little smile on Zhong Sheng's face, verbally and the cross-border meeting was still going on, but he beckoned to Young Master Jiang, signaling him to come in.

Jiang Yiming was sitting on a small sofa not far away. He had never entered Zhong Sheng's office before, and he didn't know that there was a set of well-equipped rest furniture in Zhong Sheng's office.

The sofa is exactly what he wants, and he can nestle in it—the kind that doesn't want to get up after sinking into it;

There is also a low coffee table in front of the sofa, and there are many snacks under the glass coffee table.

Jiang Yiming glanced at it. Cookies were his favorite brand. There were two full rows of soft layer cakes in the shape of little white seals, which were particularly eye-catching at first glance.

He also saw a bag of caramel-flavored toffee in the snack pile.

Young Master Jiang was speechless, why did Zhong Sheng prepare so many sweets?

The video conference on Zhong Sheng's side had already come to an end, and Jiang Yiming didn't wait long before hearing Zhong Sheng say goodbye to the person at the other end of the meeting.

"Why did you come here suddenly today?" Zhong Sheng asked, but Jiang Yiming felt that the other party was not surprised at all.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked over, and saw the man walk around the long mahogany desk and walk in front of Jiang Yiming, with a smile in his eyes, "I heard that you bought a magazine without saying a word today?"

"You are well-informed." Jiang Yiming smiled, and he pointed to the dessert box on the table, "I came to bring you afternoon tea. It is said that consuming powdered sugar can help active thinking. I think you need .”

"Well, it's just in time." Zhong Sheng smiled, not knowing whether he was referring to the box of donuts or Young Master Jiang.

Jiang Yiming coughed lightly, but Rapunzel's pun was skipped by him.

He inadvertently mentioned the downstairs front desk and let him in directly, he said, "The front desk of yours is too loose, you send people to the president's office without asking, what if you let him in?" What about people?"

"They know you, my family, if they don't let you in, who will let them in?" Zhong Sheng opened the dessert box casually, and Young Master Jiang looked over.

Zhong Sheng had the illusion that he was being stared at by a puppy. He laughed and picked a chocolate matcha flavored donut from it.

Young Master Jiang stared at the donut, cleared his throat and said, "This donut is good, and it tastes better when it's hot. It's a bit cold now, but the iced taste of matcha chocolate is also good." , do you have a small refrigerator here..."

Before Jiang Yiming finished speaking, the donut was stuffed into his mouth.

Zhong Sheng frowned slightly: "Remind me."

Jiang Yiming: "?"

Zhong Sheng opened the office and said to the secretary outside, "Order a small refrigerator for me."

secretary:"?"

After Zhong Sheng finished speaking, he closed the door again.

Jiang Yiming burst into laughter.

The two were sharing donuts one by one, when the landline on Zhong Sheng's desk rang, and the voice of the secretary outside the door came from the landline: "Mr. Zhong, Miss Bo has no appointment, but now she wants to come up to see you."

"Let her come up." Zhong Sheng walked over, pressed the answer button and said.

Jiang Yiming lowered his eyes and took another big bite of the donut. The sweet taste of chocolate slid down his throat and into his stomach.

I just said that the front desk let people in too casually, so here's an example.

Miss Bo, probably the big beauty Bo is here, and Princess Rapunzel's childhood sweetheart doesn't get the same treatment as him.

Young Master Jiang curled the corners of his mouth a little proudly, and took another bite of the donut, filling his cheeks to bulge.

When Bo Qinyan came up, she glanced at Jiang Yiming unexpectedly: "Yo, you're here too. I heard that you directly accepted a magazine today. You are amazing, Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Yiming: "..." Why did everyone know that he took over a magazine in the blink of an eye?

Bo Qinyan noticed that there were a lot of things in Zhong Sheng's place, and she turned around in a little surprise: "Zhong Sheng, what are you doing here? Opening a small tea room? When I came here the day before yesterday, there were no such messy things. "

Zhong Sheng ignored her.

Miss Bo didn't even give him time to talk, so she let out another "huh" and saw Zhong Sheng was preparing snacks on a low tea table here, "Sweet biscuits, cakes, toffee... why are they all sweet? You When did you switch to eating sweets?"

Zhong Sheng: "..."

Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes thoughtfully as he listened, and looked at Zhong Sheng.

The snacks that didn't have these equipments the day before yesterday were all his favorites... He lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, Rapunzel was too obvious.

Bo Qinyan looked back and forth between Zhong Sheng and Jiang Yiming, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Damn, she smelled the sour smell of love dogs.