General manager's extra

I was looking at a photo I had taken of someone on vacation in Sanya for the past two days, when the curtain of the rest tent was suddenly lifted by someone.

At the entrance of the tent stood someone with the words "My mother is going to blow up" written on his face, and Assistant Guo, who followed her tremblingly. Looking at someone's pale face, I suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in my heart, as if I was about to lose a baby that I had been asking for for many years.

I tried my best to suppress the uneasiness and apprehension in my heart, and I had the indifferent look on my face that I had always been privately called a "paralyzed face" by someone, "What, the shooting is over?" ”

Someone sneered, although she was used to smirking, she was very unaccustomed to her sudden sneer, and she didn't handle it very well, but her sneer still made me feel cold behind me.

She walked up to me with a glass of coconut juice with a calm face, and I immediately realized that she wanted to splash me with it, and she did.

She was clumsy on her hands and feet, and she couldn't get her head right, but if I deviated a little bit, the drink in her hand would spill empty. After splashing, someone added angrily, "Find someone else to shoot, bye bye!" ”

And then she was gone.

I took the tissue handed by Assistant Guo and wiped the juice on my face, and asked lightly, "What's wrong with her." ”

Assistant Guo said quickly, "Someone sued her that she looked like Jiang Kexiao." His expression was tangled, and he could see that he wanted to stand on the side of his best friend's battle against me.

"Do you think she looks very similar to Jiang Kexiao?"

Assistant Guo didn't nod or shake his head.

I understood what he meant, and smiled wryly, "Wrong. ”

"It's Jiang Kexiao, who looks like her."

***

I am the eldest of the Wen family's generation, there is no elder brother in the upper row, and although there are two younger brothers in the lower row, one has a strong temperament and the other is not mentally normal, and they are all considered to be incompatible. So, when I was seventeen years old, I was established by my elders as the next heir to Wen's enterprise.

Unlike the bloody and exaggerated TV series, the real corporate heir is not a carefree study and love in some so-called aristocratic school, as long as he reaches the age, he can inherit the entire enterprise. Heirs in real life need to be tempered a lot.

One of them is to live outside the home for three years without the support of his family.

So, the first time I met someone was during the three years I lived outside.

When I was seventeen years old, to be exact.

At that time, I had just come to S City and needed to find a place to live. I happened to be on a telephone pole on the street, and I saw a handwritten version of a crooked little advertisement, which said that the house was sold at a low price to treat my mother's illness.

The devil sent me a call, so I called the contact above.

The person who answered the phone was a little girl who spoke upside down, and was very happy to hear that someone was going to buy her house, and quickly made an appointment with me to meet and sign the contract.

Then meet.

It was the first time I had seen her and the first time she had seen me.

At that time, someone looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old at most, with beautiful eyes, a fleshy face, and a silly smile. These three words were my initial impressions of her. Then he handed over the money with one hand and took the key to the house with the other.

The house is not big, even a little cramped. Someone simply packed his luggage and schoolbag and went to the hospital, and before leaving, he said with a grin that everything in this house belonged to me.

…… It's not uncommon at all, okay?

So I lived in this house, and later I learned that the little girl's mother had died, and she rented a house next to this house by herself, and she could barely cope with the money she earned from her daily work after school.

I watched coldly, and never reached out to help her, even sometimes when I looked down by the window, I could see her in the yard, her cold hands were red and she had to wash other people's clothes.

In this way, she was basking in the sun or working in the courtyard downstairs, and I was working or watching her by the window upstairs, and in a blink of an eye, a year had passed.

She is 16 years old, is in high school, and has three years to go to college. I'm 18 years old, I'm dealing with work every day, and I have two years to leave this place to succeed the company.

Later, she didn't always show up in the yard, and at first I thought she was busy with her studies and didn't have time to bask in the sun anymore. Later, I gradually found that she began to giggle for no reason when she was alone, get angry for no reason, punch and kick the air for no reason, and even shed tears for no reason.

It looks like I have someone I like.

I'm a little angry that high school students nowadays are not studying all day long.

I really want to.

I really want to catch her and see what she has in her heart.

The days of training were shorter than I imagined, and before I knew it, I had survived three years. My father came to my place with the housekeeper in person, smiled and told me that I had passed the test, and said, Wen Yan, you have worked hard in the past few years.

I didn't speak, just leaned against the window and looked down a few more times. The yard is empty, and I don't know where the little girl who just finished the college entrance examination is crazy now.

S City Airport.

The butler has checked in his luggage and taken out his ticket back to City N. My father urged me to go with him through the VIP passage, but I refused. The reason for this is that I want to take another look at the city where I have lived for three years.

I have a cold temperament since I was a child, and I rarely say anything sentimental, so when I said it this time, my father and the housekeeper were really stunned. They boarded the plane first, and I sat alone in the seat in the waiting area.

Until I stumbled upon a familiar figure.

The man, dressed in a snow-white dress and a long ponytail, was hiding behind the stone pillar, secretly looking in a certain direction, crying breathlessly.

In that direction, a girl with a guitar on her back was looking around.

I stood behind someone for a long time, listening to her suppressed cry and wanting to come forward and comfort her. But I didn't, the time to board the plane was approaching, and I should go.

***

Jiang Kexiao was an artist who signed a contract with the company in my first year as general manager, and he was also the only artist I personally became popular.

There are no various reasons speculated by the outside world, it's just because she sings well, looks good, has no black history, and ...... Something like someone.

In the two years when I didn't hear from someone, I unconsciously thought of her as someone.

But that's probably the wrong thing I've ever done.

She died because of me.

I will never forget that moment, when she fell from a building more than twenty stories high, and her flesh and blood fell in front of my eyes. Before falling from the building, she said, Wen Yan, even if you don't like me, remember me.

Her purpose was achieved.

I've never liked her in my life.

However, it is absolutely impossible to forget.

***

It was a complete accident that I joined someone's readership.

It's just that Wen Wen's neuroticism took my mobile phone to read Xiao Huangwen on the web, which made the mobile phone infected with the virus, and Wen Wen's account logged in on my mobile phone frantically and automatically added dozens of sex groups.

Someone's readership is one of them.

So,Before the phone was fixed,,I was forced,Read a collection of various passionate love articles posted by someone in the group。

The people in the group called her Qianda, and privately thought it was her pen name. Because there is a shallow word, and the place where her account belongs is N City, I asked people to investigate all her information, and then I knew that the writer of this Xiaohuangwen was the little girl who hadn't seen her for many years.

***

――Why did you let me go over? Why did I come over and not you.

――Is it because I don't matter, or is it because the substitute is not as good as the original one, and it is not worth your concessions?

- You see, even if I say that, you still refuse to come, you are so arrogant, so calm, how can you give in to me.

- Wen Yan, we're done.

- Wen Yan, we're done.

- Wen Yan, we're done.

- Wen Yan......

I pressed my temples, it wasn't that the acupuncture points were wrong, it was a constant throbbing pain for the past few days.

"Is Dr. Zhang here, ask him to prescribe me some medicine for my headache."

"Sister, does taking medicine work, I think even if Dr. Zhang gives you all the medicine in his little broken clinic now, he won't be able to cure you of the ghost you are dying now."

The man who said this was lying on all fours on the couch in my room, his bald head shining in the sunlight like a fluorescent golf ball that made people want to go out with a stick.

I didn't speak, I reopened a bottle of wine, and in the past few days when I had completely cut off contact with someone, wine became my only food.

"Sister, do you think it's worth it for you to toss yourself so much? People don't know, if you have this leisure, you should be busy with the things in the company, at least the money won't break up with you. ”

I raised the keychain in my hand and said lightly, "If you talk this nonsense again, your Maserati and the Lamborghini that are in the process of being shipped, don't want to go back." ”

Fortunately, although this younger brother is nervous, although he does not obey discipline, he is an obsessive fan of luxury cars, and more importantly, he has no money, so he can only buy a car by relying on my relief.

This threat is very useful, Wen Wen immediately closed his mouth and smiled flatteringly at me, "Sister, your assistant's news has been found, it seems that he and Yi Kebai bought a ticket to Japan and left tonight." ”

With a "bang", the glass in his hand was shattered.

***

I felt crazy sitting in the conference room of SN and listening to a series of words of gratitude from the president of SN to express his gratitude to me, and I flew from N City to Tokyo overnight and contacted the president of SN overnight to say that I was going to participate in this charity dinner.

Seeing the 10 million investment contract that had just been signed in front of me, my temples hurt even more.

The president of SN said to me respectfully, "Miss Wen, why do you want to cooperate with our company, because you see the development potential of our company?" ”

"It's not." I said lightly, "It's for you to make a promise to permanently terminate the signing event with Chinese artist Yekebai." ”

Seeing the president's stunned look, I added coldly, "Please let the industry know by the way." ”