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S City Commercial Street, East China Media Corporation.

The chairman of the company was standing at the door, his expression tense, as if waiting for some distinguished guest. The security guards were curious about what kind of person could make the chairman personally greet him.

After more than ten minutes, a Maybach stopped at the door of the company, and a man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the driver's seat, walked to the co-pilot with a respectful expression, and opened the door.

Stepping out of the co-pilot was an old man with gray hair but full of temperament.

Seeing the old man, the chairman's hand trembled unconsciously, and he hurriedly greeted him, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Who is this? This is one of the top ten pianists in the world! What an honor it is to say last night that you would like to come to the company in the morning!

The chairman has already arranged for more than a dozen people to prepare to leave video materials, which will be broadcast on the news when the time comes, and they can boast for a while.

But the old man didn't seem to want to step forward, but came to the back of the car and opened the back door.

What catches your eye is a jade-white flawless instep, and slender and straight legs.

The chairman hurriedly turned his head and swallowed his saliva.

As the sound of high heels sounded, the chairman knew that the person had come down, so he turned his head to look.

Who is the sacredness of the person who can make a world-class pianist personally open the door?

He saw a young girl, a young girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old, whom he had never seen in such a youthful woman.

The chairman has seen countless beauties, but they are more or less contaminated with some worldly smoke and dust, but the girl in front of him gives him a completely different feeling, this is a girl who feels pure to the extreme and full of youth.

It's beautiful, it's beautiful.

The girl wore a white dress and silver crystal slippers, like a transformed Cinderella.

Dreamy, like a princess who came out of a fairy tale.

It was a wonderful feeling, and the appearance of the girl in front of him reminded him of the piano piece composed by the young man named Meng Zuo last night - "Dream Wedding".

However, just when the chairman was amazed by the girl's beauty, the girl suddenly did something that he couldn't imagine.

The girl rubbed her ass very unfiguratively, and then pouted and hugged the old man's arm to be coquettish.

"Grandpa, I'm so tired from this car. ”

This shouldn't be a goddess's action at all, okay?

However, the chairman also recognized the identity relationship between the two from this sentence.

The chairman rearranged the suit without the slightest wrinkle, and then walked towards the old and the young with what he thought was the most temperamental.

"Mr. Jing Lang, I am the chairman of East China Media Corporation, and I have been waiting here for a long time. The chairman stretched out his hand while making the biggest smile on his face, he rehearsed the whole set of movements last night I don't know how many times, in order to satisfy the old gentleman.

Sure enough, the old man nodded, and with the same warm smile, he stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"This is your granddaughter, she is so beautiful, she deserves to be your heir. ”

"Hahaha, it's a naughty girl, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have come to your company in such a hurry and caused you trouble. Jing Lang is obviously an old fritter who has been in the mix for many years, and he speaks very kindly, but he revealed all the information to the chairman without a sound.

The chairman of the board of directors also understood: "Don't dare, don't dare, Jing Lao's visit to our company, so that East China Media is flourishing, how can you feel troublesome, but I don't know, what is the matter with this girl? If we can be satisfied, we will do our best to help." ”

The passage just now is very deep.

Jing Lang first told the chairman, this is my granddaughter, she needs your help with something, I am afraid that you will not give this face if she comes by herself, so I also came.

When the chairman heard this, he immediately understood that these two people were begging him to do something, so he had to be tough, but because he didn't know what these two were going to do, he had to show sincerity and couldn't directly agree, so he said "If you can be satisfied, you can help".

As for what kind of things he can be satisfied with, that's what he says.

Of course, Jing Lang also knew it, but he also smiled and didn't break it: "It's not a big deal, it's just ......"

The girl couldn't stand the two old rivers and lakes turning around in circles here, so she was so anxious that she directly interrupted the old man's words: "I want to find Brother Meng Zuo!"

Jing Lang looked at his granddaughter helplessly, but it was good to think about it, the child finished telling him what he wanted to express for him, saving him any more trouble.

The chairman was actually stunned, and he didn't react at first.

"Little girl, I don't know what you call it?"

The girl blinked her big eyes, which made her heart pound: "My name is Jingzhuang Zhuang, just call me Zhuang Zhuang." ”

"Oh, that Zhuang Zhuang girl, the brother Meng Zuo you are talking about, is it Meng Zuo, a new trainee who participated in our "Original 108"?"

Jing Zhuang Zhuang really couldn't stand this kind of grinding and chirping questions, and he asked rhetorically, "Do you have any other Meng Zuo here?"

"Well, I don't think so. ”

"Then what do you ask!" the girl stomped her foot in anger, almost stomping her heel.

Seeing this, the chairman did not dare to slack off, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called his secretary.

"Hey, little grandson, you can help me see Meng Zuo's current schedule. ”

He deliberately waited for a while, looking at Jingzhuang Zhuang as if he was a little impatient again, before he continued: "Ah? There is no schedule? Then you quickly push off Meng Zuo's current job, saying that there is a distinguished guest who wants to see him, let him come to the company quickly!"

The chairman put on a shelf.

Jing Zhuangzhuang was even more anxious: "You ask your secretary to be kind to Brother Meng Zuo, don't murder him!"

"Okay...... "Okay," the chairman responded, "do you hear that? "Hung up randomly.

In fact, Meng Zuo, a trainee who had just debuted, had a fart thing, and the schedule couldn't be more empty, just to make Mr. Jinglang feel that he had troubled him and made him owe himself a favor.

Sure enough, Jing Lang didn't know much about it, and consciously troubled the chairman, so he immediately came forward to thank: "Thank you, chairman, we won't delay your company's artists for too long." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I've asked my secretary to push off all of his things today, you can talk as long as you want, didn't I just say, if I can be satisfied, I will do my best to help." The chairman held Mr. Jinglang's hands with both hands, and blinked his little eyes with great sincerity.

Adults who are not young in both grades held their hands at the door of the head office of East China Media like this, with affection, and looked at the security guards who were standing guard.

What's going on?

Is this old gentleman the chairman's father?

Or is it that kind of relationship between these two people?

Hiss!

The security guard was a little afraid to think about it, so he didn't look over his head and didn't look at them, and continued to stand at his post.

Anyway, I'm a security guard, so I don't need and shouldn't manage it so much.

It is better to do his job honestly than anything else, and this is the experience he has summed up in the past three years.

Of course, this is also one of the reasons why he has not been promoted after standing guard for three years.

It's just that he doesn't know it.

......

"What? You want me to go to the company?"

In a neighborhood near the city center, in room 801 of Building 6, a young man in big pants screamed in surprise with a mobile phone.

Meng Zuo happened to be fine today, so he was going to rest at home in the morning, and go to Changbai Mountain to listen to books in the afternoon and record about twenty more episodes.

As a result, the plan couldn't catch up with the change, and Secretary Sun actually asked him to go to the company, and said that a VIP wanted to see him by name.

Do you know any VIPs?

Not really.

"Hurry up, as fast as you can!" urged.

"Okay, I'll be there in an hour. Meng Zuo quickly turned off the TV in the living room and went back to the room to change clothes.

"Why is it so slow, I know your location, it takes less than half an hour to get there by subway. Secretary Sun hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

"I'm going to ride a shared bicycle, so it's good to spend one or two yuan, it's a bit expensive to take the subway......" Meng Zuo's voice was much lower, a little embarrassed.

"You, give, I, stand, come!" Secretary Sun was so angry that he hung up the phone after a sentence.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Meng Zuo reluctantly put down his phone and changed his clothes aggrievedly.

It's going to cost another three or four bucks.

Alas, when will you be able to afford a house?

......

Jing Zhuangzhuang sat in the VIP reception room of East China Media, his eyes were shining, his hands were on the table, and he didn't care about the good tea arranged for her by the chairman, and looked at the man in front of him like a peerless treasure.

He's really handsome! Even more handsome than on TV!

"Uh...... This young lady, you've been looking at me for a long time!" Meng Zuo had been staring at me like this for more than ten minutes, and he was really uncomfortable to be watched, so he couldn't help but remind him.

In fact, at first he was very surprised by the girl's face, which was indeed very beautiful, just like a painting, but he found that the silent old man next to the girl seemed to be the big guy.

Jing Lang was also a little confused at this time, could it be that he hadn't been out of the mountain for too many years? This young man knows the piano so well, shouldn't he not know me? Why do you see that I don't have any expression at all? He was a little skeptical of his influence.

"Ah!" Jing Zhuangzhuang's body couldn't help but lean back as Meng Zuo spoke, and he really saw Meng Zuo himself, and heard him speak, it felt really amazing, so amazing!

His voice is also so good, so magnetic!

Meng Zuo and Jing Lang, the old and the young, actually made a gesture to support their foreheads.

Meng Zuo is because he is really a little blindsided, and Jing Lang feels too embarrassed.

It's really embarrassing! You're my Jinglang's granddaughter, is it so exaggerated to see a little trainee in the company? This is just a slap in the face!

However, Jing Zhuangzhuang was as if he hadn't seen the god-like movements of the two, he still looked like a nymphomaniac, drooling while looking at Meng Zuo, but the appearance of the goddess did such a stupid thing, and everyone was dumbfounded.