Chapter 3 Annual Meeting

Cheng Shen Xing rushed back to the company, and he had already begun to fantasize about the tragic scene of a fierce man who would blow Miao Yang into scum. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Should I summon Saitama from One-Punch Man and knock Miao Yang to the ground directly, or use Spider-Man to wrap him into a big dumpling?

This question bothered Cheng Shen all the way.

Pushing open the door of the company, he was greeted by Xia Meng's cold face.

Cheng Shen couldn't wait to ask, "Where did Miao Yang's bastard go?" I'm going to settle accounts with him. ā€

Xia Meng, who had a fox face, gave Cheng Shen a big roll of his eyes, "Tonight, the company has an annual meeting, Manager Miao took someone to the hotel to set up the venue, and he ordered when he left, you have to deal with these documents." ā€

Syllable......

A thick stack of papers lay on Cheng Shen's desk.

People are not there......

Cheng Shen, who was full of hope, was disappointed.

Xia Meng ignored him anymore, turned around, and crackled at the computer.

"Goddess, busy?" Cheng Shen came over, he also wanted to seize the last chance to persuade Xia Meng to be his female companion.

From the side, Xia Meng's figure is concave and convex, extremely material, a white shirt outlines her slender waist and vigorous vigor almost perfectly, even in the beautiful Firebird live broadcast, Xia Meng's beauty is not inferior to those popular anchors.

"Hmm!" Xia Meng snorted softly, and didn't even give Cheng Shen a straight eye.

Cheng Shen was indomitable and continued: "Goddess, you said that Miao Yang is so old, and he has a bad character, and he has had scandals with many female anchors in our company, you must be cautious about such a person!" ā€

Now Xia Meng quit, her slightly flushed face turned around, and she was facing Cheng Shen, and her anger emerged, "Cheng Shen, Manager Miao is only 30, which is the golden age of men, and he also made it clear to me about those female anchors, it's all some misunderstandings, don't sow discord in front of me in the future, I don't want to hear it." ā€

"Xia Meng, you are too simple, who doesn't know Miao Yang's company? As long as you still believe his nonsense, you can not agree to me, but I can't watch you jump into the fire pit, right? Cheng Shen persuaded Xia Meng bitterly, but she covered her ears with her hands, shook her little head, and didn't listen to Cheng Shen at all.

Cheng Shen wanted to continue to say something, but as soon as the door of the company opened, a middle-aged man in a casual cotton robe came in, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, full of momentum.

The few remaining employees in the company hurriedly stood up to greet them, "Mr. Jia is good!" ā€

The person who came was Jia Star, the big boss of Firebird Live, who was worth more than 100 million yuan at a young age. His gaze swam around everyone's faces, and finally fell on Cheng Shen and Xia Meng.

Jia Shida frowned, there are too many glamorous and touching female anchors in Firebird Live, so he strictly forbids his employees to have office romances. At this time, Cheng Shen is undoubtedly hooking up with this new beauty.

"Cheng Shen, what are you doing? Is the job done? There are few people in the company today, so you have to work harder! "After all, it's the big boss, Jia Star's words didn't weigh too much, and he stopped at the point.

was named by the big boss in public, Rao is Cheng Shen was thick-skinned, and his face turned red, and he returned to his table stupidly.

For Jia Star, Cheng Shen's heart was full of admiration. is also a graduate of Huaqing, this senior brother first studied abroad, and then spent ten years in the Internet industry to break into a world and founded Firebird Live.

When will I be able to have a net worth of hundreds of millions like Senior Brother Jia and stand at the pinnacle of life.

Cheng Shen finally found time in infinite anticipation, and together with Xia Meng and other colleagues, rushed to the Golden Dragon Hotel, the venue of the annual meeting.

Along the way, Xia Meng was still cold and cold to Cheng Shen, and hated Cheng Shen so much that he itched at the root of his teeth. It was other colleagues who began to joke with Cheng Shen, "Cheng handsome guy, after the banquet, it's a company ball, and the leader asks to bring a female companion, what about your female companion?" Did our Xia Da beauty promise you? ā€

"In the morning, I heard with my own ears that Xia Da Mei promised Manager Miao to be his female companion, but poor our Xiaocheng can only attend the annual meeting alone."

"It doesn't matter, we have so many female anchors in Firebird Live, but just pull one over to dance with Xiaocheng."

Everyone gossiped about it, and these words were both good-natured jokes and malicious mockery.

Cheng Shen was unmoved, just his eyes flickered, and there was a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The banquet hall of the Golden Dragon Hotel is lit up with lights, and the thirty round tables are basically full. All the staff of Firebird Live and the popular anchors gathered together, and as far as the eye could see, they were full of purple and red, flowers and snow skin, which was extremely eye-catching.

Firebird Live is one of the top three live broadcast companies in China, with strong strength, and there are several god-level anchors with an annual income of 10 million sitting at the banquet, such as Sister Qionghua, Sister Dadao, Brother Big Mouth, these gods are qualified to sit around Jia Star. As for those million-level Zhongshen, they are also accompanied by other high-level executives of their own companies.

Cheng Shen's administrative department is the department that serves the annual meeting, and their table is on the outermost side of the banquet hall, and as soon as Cheng Shen and his party walked into the door, there was a man in his thirties with a shiny hairstyle who stood up and beckoned to Xia Meng, "Xiaomeng, here." ā€

As soon as Xia Meng saw this man, his face, which had been straight, finally showed a smile, and he said coquettishly: "Manager Miao, I'm sorry, we're late." ā€

"Sit here, I've got a place for you." The man stood up and pulled out a chair for Xia Meng.

Cheng Shen's eyes erupted with fire, glaring at the man viciously, his fists clenched unconsciously. The person in front of him is Miao Yang, the manager of the administrative department, a scumbag with a heart, and Xia Meng, who relied on sweet words to coax, couldn't even find Bei.

Miao Yang glanced at Cheng Shen and smiled contemptuously.

Boy, you have only been in the society for a few days, and you dare to rob women with Lao Tzu. A simple girl like Xia Meng who has just left school, Lao Tzu has a little trick, and she has to go to Lao Tzu's bed obediently. You are a dick like you, so you can only read the name of the goddess at night and have a good time masturbating yourself. And the goddesses you can't pursue are all leftovers that Lao Tzu is tired of.

The two of them looked at each other and stood silently, silent sparks flashing in the air.

"Cheng Shen, where is your female companion? You're not going to be a solo dancer at the prom, are you? The mockery in Miao Yang's words was strong.

"It's going to come then, don't worry about it." As soon as Cheng Shen sat down, he ate the chopsticks.

"Surely she is a beauty?" A hint of gloom flashed in Miao Yang's eyes, and he couldn't help sneering.

Load! I'll see how long you can pretend, after the feast it's the ball, and then it's up to you how you end.

"That's for sure, as soon as my female companion appears, she will definitely dominate the audience." Cheng Shen is full of confidence.