Chapter Eighty-Five: Bad Luck Aura Understands
"Hehe, why did my 'truth' make your kid angry? Do you want to beat me up? Come on, you kid come and try it, I can say politely, as long as you kid dares to move a finger of me, I will definitely let your kid be ruined, and eventually get out of this industry forever, if you don't believe it, let's try it!" Wang Jiangsong stared at the pair of goldfish eyes and opened his mouth to say this.
The certainty in those words is so obvious, it makes people feel very clear that this person is not just joking, but more like he has something to rely on and say such a firm fact.
Liu Zhiyuan naturally won't give in like this, after all, the other party is a dead fat man who oppresses and calculates him, not to mention, he is really his leader, if he really does something to people in this office......
Liu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes when he thought so, and simply asked Wang Jiangsong expressionlessly, "What is the matter with you looking for me." ”
"Hehe, this matter is not big or small, it is not small, it is about you. Wang Jiangsong opened his mouth to say this, and Liu Zhiyuan rolled his eyes at that time, isn't this fucking no different from farting? He touched his mobile phone, with an indifferent expression on his face, "Then say it." ”
"If a person wants to gain a foothold in the company and have a good development, the first thing to rely on has never been ability, don't you know Liu Zhiyuan?"
"I know that you Liu Zhiyuan is not a smart person, your hard encounter before can only be regarded as good luck, the prime minister above can hold the boat in his belly, so you can stand up to now, but one thing I want you to know is that the person standing in front of you now is me, I am for you Liu Zhiyuan, I have a thought in my heart, I think you should be very clear. ”
Wang Jiangsong did not shy away from speaking directly, his hands folded, "That's right, I want you to get out, of course, I had this idea in my heart at the beginning, but I feel that it is far from enough now." ”
The corners of Wang Jiangsong's mouth were torn to both sides, and it looked like his smile was about to crack directly, "I not only want you to get out of here now, but I also want your reputation in this industry to completely stink, you can never imagine how far I can go, don't you worry, once something happens, you won't even have a place to cry in the end?"
The expression on Wang Jiangsong's face looked simply hideous, that hideous expression, with a rampant smile, "If you don't want to die so miserably, and you want to continue to stay on the road of anchors, you only have one way now." ”
After saying so much nonsense, what is it necessary to say the purpose, "Which way?"
""Tomb Robbery Notes" is not your original, hand over the broadcast rights, as long as you are willing to do so, the company will not treat you badly, not only will it give you some compensation financially, but it is also quite advantageous for you to be promoted later, aren't you now betting with the upper echelons on half a month's listening rate of two percent?"
"It's a very difficult condition to meet, and if you're willing to do what I just said now, then this requirement can be canceled directly, and your show can be reverted back to normal time, and you can be your rookie streamer safely. Wang Jiangsong said such words to Liu Zhiyuan with an expression of charity on his face.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at Wang Jiangsong, he had never seen such an inferior scumbag, and this time he actually came for his "Notes on Tomb Robbery".
So who is behind this time? Xu An Xu Guo? I guess there are other people here, right?
"It's just that I prepared the paperwork for you, Liu Zhiyuan, as long as you sign the paperwork now, you can rest assured that everything I said can be redeemed." Wang Jiangsong showed a greedy expression on his face and said this to Liu Zhiyuan.
Liu Zhiyuan walked up towards Wang Jiangsong, and when he saw someone approaching, Wang Jiangsong grinned and pushed the document directly in front of Liu Zhiyuan.
"Yes, that's it, as long as you know someone who signs it, everything can be solved, and you can still get a lot of money, isn't it a good deal?" Wang Jiangsong's face at the moment was smiling like a fat pig, which was enough to make people sick, but now he was even more greasy.
Liu Zhiyuan browsed the documents in his hand, and when he looked at the price at which "Notes on Tomb Robbery" could be sold, Liu Zhiyuan sneered at that time.
It's really a fool to treat people as fools again and again, a masterpiece that is popular all over the country, but only gives 30,000 yuan, a group of people who want money and want to go crazy, and their brains are full of shit and poop.
Liu Zhiyuan slapped the document directly on the table in the color that Wang Jiangsong was looking forward to, and said to Wang Jiangsong word by word: "Even if this thing is rotten and not broadcast, I will not let it fall into the hands of despicable people like you." ”
These people did the theft of his house, right? Are they crazy to want books? Stealing can't be done, and now it's replaced by open robbery?
Okay, Wang Jiangsong, no matter who you are saying these words on your behalf, but you should never be delusional about "Notes on Tomb Robbery"! As for what you said about banning me?
Angry Liu Zhiyuan grinded his teeth for a while, and directly clicked on the aura of bad luck, this thing is simply for Wang Jiangsong, I didn't expect it to be used so soon, but he wants to enjoy it so eagerly, then come on!
"You're just too rampant...... Wang Jiangsong stood up and slapped his fat hand into the table, which was made of stainless steel and glass, and "boom!" shattered at the time.
Wang Jiangsong was bleeding from his hands, covered his hands and took two steps back, tripped on the leg of the chair, and his fat body was like a fat catfish, falling up again on the broken table.
"Ahhh
"Whew-" The person who jumped twice, his knees suddenly bent, and a violent crisp sound sounded, and Wang Jiangsong's knees knelt directly into the glass slag.
Wang Jiangsong, who was in pain at the time, was sweating on his head, "Damn!" Wang Jiangsong grabbed the edge of the table and wanted to get up slowly, "Tear up!" The stickers on the side of the table were directly removed by Wang Songjiang.
At the same time, the person who had just stood up a little bit leaned back and simply sat down in the glass slag again.
"Oh, I know, Mr. Wang, the words you just said to me must be a joke, right? I'm afraid that the joke will go too far, and I'll be angry, so you came up with this way to make me happy?" Liu Zhiyuan looked at Wang Jiangsong in a short period of time, and the whole person was about to become a porcupine, he couldn't help but smile and open his mouth to say this.