Wang Yang put his hand off her shoulder and looked away with a somewhat complicated expression. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, like the sound of slippers, and it sounded like more than one person. The two immediately separated, and almost at the same time, the door was opened, and it was Wendy and Park so-young who entered.

"Uncle, what are you two doing in the room behind our backs?" Wendy asked as soon as she came in, clasping her shoulders and starting to question.

"That's it, Ernie, he actually came here secretly alone!" Park so-young rarely united with her.

Wang Yang coughed, hiding the embarrassment of being suddenly pushed open by them, and said, "We just chatted for a while. ”

"Why do you want to close the door?" Wendy's suspicious gaze scanned back and forth between the two.

"Some irrelevant topics. ”

"It's getting late, let's go back. Bae Joo-hyun interrupted the two girls' questioning at the right time. Although she was a little weak at this time, she still maintained an indifferent expression on her face.

"Ernie. ”

The two girls shouted with some dissatisfaction, which immediately provoked Bae Joo-hyun's eyes.

Seeing them out of the room, Wang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the soft chair, and covered his face thinking about what he had just done. Regrets.

In the conference hall of the M-(CJM) headquarters building, a young man in a suit with a noble temperament was shouting something to the crowd standing below him.

"What a bunch of rice buckets! You can't even deal with a Chinese guy, and you dare to call yourself the elite of Koreans? Successful people? In my opinion, you just laugh off your big teeth!" The young man had a rebellious expression on his face, his eyes looked down at the people in front of him, and there was a deep sense of superiority in his tone.

Everyone in the audience is also a figure with a head and a face outside, and at this moment, this young man said that it was useless, although he was indignant in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Ahn Kyung-hwan, a representative of CJM Media, is only 27 years old and his father is the chairman of CJ Group. A veritable chaebol of the second generation. After graduating with a master's degree in economics in the UK, he immediately took over the entertainment company under the group. In recent years, he has also been running a lot of things, but there are a lot of tricks in the secret, as long as the actress he likes in the circle, there is no unspoken rule that he doesn't have. Most of the brokerage companies he led the merger of also used some shady means, and the people below have long been dissatisfied with this son-in-law who wantonly destroys the "rules of the game" in the industry, but the forces above him are too huge, and they can't do anything except occasionally complain to the management of the group headquarters.

"Since he wants CCM, give it to him, it's a brokerage company anyway, except for those chicks who are a pity, it's nothing, let the people below transfer the backbone staff and the trainees with excellent strength, and raise the price when they sell it, if I am not satisfied, let them roll up and leave. An Jinghuan said a few words, and suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and the beautiful secretary next to him, who had been observing her words, immediately reached out and handed over the black tea that had been prepared for a long time.

He took a slight sip, suddenly frowned and said, "It's really unpleasant, you won't use it tomorrow." ”

"On behalf of Nin, I was wrong, please don't drive me away!" Hearing his words, the beautiful secretary hurriedly pulled down her collar, revealing the snow-white **** inside, and her eyes pretended to be pitiful.

He glanced at the other party's chest, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, reached out and wiped her face and said, "The black tea is actually still the same taste, but I want to change the taste, understand?"

The beautiful secretary looked at him angrily and the figure that left with everyone, and cursed in a low voice: "Despicable guy!" During the two weeks of the internship, she was taken advantage of by that guy, and she didn't even get the benefit of a hair, since she had a relationship with the other party in the office yesterday, An Jinghuan's attitude towards her instantly changed a hundred and eighty degrees, she thought about leaving one day, but she never expected it to be so soon, this guy's approach is despicable to the extreme, even if it is a prostitute, at least he will give money, but now she not only doesn't get anything, but even has to face the crisis of unemployment in the future.

An Jinghuan swaggered out of the main entrance of the building with a large group of people, and his car was parked outside, a big red Lamborghini, he glanced back at the crowd behind him, and saw that everyone had a respectful look on their faces, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

He enjoyed the feeling of being "embraced".

"President Han. Ahn Kyung-hwan glanced at the crowd for a few moments, then smiled at one of the low-pitched men.

"Inside, representative, what do you command?" Although there were several people with the surname Han present, Han Shenghao immediately understood that the other party was talking to him. Because of this voice, he had heard it on the phone no less than several times.

"Answer me as soon as possible, I'm an impatient. Ahn Kyung-hwan smiled meaningfully at him.

"Yes. . . I'll do my best for you. Han Shenghao wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead with his hand, and lowered his head as much as possible to make his expression look less awkward.

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Ahn Kyung-hwan smiled kindly.

"Yes. . . Han Shenghao's face suddenly turned blue, but the corners of his mouth still tried to pull out a smile.

"I'm going to see everything about that Chinese guy in my office tomorrow morning, and if it's late, you know the consequences. An Jinghuan reached out and pulled a man closest to him, leaned into the other party's ear and whispered a few words, and then made a neck wipe to him, and then got into his car.

With an arrogant roar, the car drove away.

The man he whispered to him was the resident director sent here by CJ Group headquarters, Seung Kwang-hyuk, who was about 40 years old, but his appearance was still handsome, and the years only left a few less obvious wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and his rich experience and unflattering temperament gave him the unique charm of a mature man.

"Director, this kid is really getting more and more disagreeable, even an old man like you who has followed the president for many years dares to arbitrarily instruct, in a few years, where will the company still have a foothold for our people. When the car went away, a middle-aged man with a big belly and round hair who was standing next to him complained.

Several people around immediately echoed. Most of them are expressing their dissatisfaction with that gentleman.

"Alas. . . It would be nice if you were the director of the M-. ”

"Even if the president wants to gild his son, he doesn't have to arrange such an important position. ”

"Shut up!" Seung Kwang Hyuk suddenly stopped the discussion of the people behind him, and then looked at them with soft eyes and said, "The chairman has his own reasons for doing this, since the representative asked us to investigate the other party's intelligence, we subordinates have to do our best, understand?"

"Yes, Director. The crowd bowed in response.

(To be continued.) )