Sun Ziming walked into his study, there was a miasma of smoke with the exhaust fan turned on, several high-level EPSN executives were drinking, smoking, and chatting in front of the fireplace, and his assistant Claudia was like an angry little girl, sitting at the desk and staring boredly at the blank notebook in front of her in a daze.

Hearing the door open, Claudia turned her head to look, immediately jumped up from her chair, and said as if she had met a big savior: "Boss, you're here"

The room immediately fell silent, and seven or eight middle-aged white men stood up from the sofa and chair, still holding wine glasses and cigarettes in their hands. There was also a calm gray-haired middle-aged white man, sitting in front of the fireplace reading a book, and when he saw Sun Ziming coming in, he put down the book and stood up unhurriedly, with a polite smile on his face.

"Ming, you've made us wait too long, this is not a polite guest."

Sun Ziming took the blank notebook, smashed it on the face of the middle-aged white fat man who spoke, and said with a gloomy face: "Are you a guest?" Lao Tzu paid you a salary! ”

“Shit！” The middle-aged white man's face turned blood-red, and he kicked away the chair and pounced.

'Boom' Sun Ziming fell on his back, threw the fat man of nearly 200 catties out two or three meters, smashed it on the floor and couldn't move for half a day, and shouted in his mouth, 'Ouch, Shit!'

Yes? Seven or eight middle-aged whites were dumbfounded, this is the style of future bosses?

Well, Lu Huiguang's teaching is still a bit useful, Sun Ziming clapped his hands, and asked with a gloomy face: "Who wants to give it a try?" ”

The head general manager, George Bodenheimer, the middle-aged man who had been sitting by the fireplace reading a book, finally stood up and put the book on the coffee table next to him, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Chairman, even if Bayless is no longer polite, you should not throw something in his face." The second time you met with us, you beat up the head of the basketball program, and that's the change you're going to bring to ESPN? ”

Sun Ziming's eyes narrowed, staring at George Bodenheimer, this man is a great talent, and ESPN has become the world's NO. 1, but if he does not surrender to himself, he can also give up.

"You're the managing director, Mr. George Bodenheimer, I should be right, right? If I were Heath Rasmussen, and Bayless would dare to be so rude, how dare you take my words as a fart? You don't take me seriously like this, don't you just see that I'm a yellow-skinned boss, and you want to give me a dismount and let me listen to you? George, you're wrong, since I dare to snatch ESPN from Santino's mouth, I'm not at your mercy. If you don't obey my orders, I can get you all out!" ”

The calm George Bodenheimer also changed his face, and said word by word: "Mr. Chairman, I resign!" ”

"I quit too!"

"Shit, we're all resigning!"

'Papapa', Sun Ziming slapped his face playfully and sneered: "George, let me be annoyed and angry when I say it?" Are Baylors your men, and are their bastards yours? They are so rude, are you, the general manager, incompetent, or are you egging on behind your back? ”

"You" George Bodenheimer made his grandson choke on his face, half of the people here are Hiss's henchmen, the other half are Bill Rasmussen's henchmen, how can he restrain a general manager with an uncertain future?

The other seven or eight people also looked at each other, as if something was wrong, this yellow-skinned monkey was not as generous to his subordinates as the legend suggests.

Sun Ziming glanced at the gang, stared at George Bodenheimer and said word by word: "George, I approve the resignation of these rubbish, but you can't!" Since you have been managing this TV station for three years, and you have managed it from the upper reaches of the industry to a loss, until it is about to go bankrupt, you have to give an account to those employees. Also, you graduated from the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania, right? If you don't give an explanation to those grassroots employees, you also insult the professional ethics taught to you by your alma mater, right? ”

Yes? Yourself let the company fire? A group of people who wanted to give Sun Ziming a dismount looked at the yellow young man in front of him and were stunned.

"Get out! Get out of here! Claudia, give the bastard on the ground $10,000 and let him see the doctor himself. ”

"Okay, Boss", Claudia, who was also in a daze, hurriedly took out the checkbook from her Kun bag, signed a check for $10,000, and put it in the pocket of Bayless's suit.

Sun Ziming roared angrily, and seven or eight whites with big shoulders and round waists were excited, and they didn't dare to resist under the tragic situation of the previous example, and hurriedly helped Bayless, who was still crying out in pain, out of the study.

The construction quality of this mansion is really good, there is such a big movement upstairs, and a few people in the living room downstairs who are still drinking, playing cards, and chatting have not heard a little movement. When the panicked footsteps came, everyone looked back and saw that the executives of ESPN were holding a big fat man with a blank face, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"China is a madman!"

"He's a bastard!"

Chris Swift, who has always regarded Sun Ziming as an idol and godfather, suddenly became angry, picked up the chair he was sitting on, threw himself on it, and scolded angrily: "Shit! ”

These sycophants who frightened Sun Ziming saw the big black man of nearly two meters, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to argue and fled away.

Lu Huiguang, who heard the movement outside, rushed out of the bathroom without zipping his pants and shouted angrily: "What's wrong? ”

Chris threw down his chair and rushed upstairs, "Go see the boss!"

The people who were still standing at the card table and the sofa came back to their senses, followed Chris and Lu Huiguang to the third floor, and Tai Tay Elizabeth, who was pinching the playing cards, had a happy face and hurriedly threw down the poker and followed.

Everyone ran upstairs, Sun Ziming's study door was locked from the inside, and the anxious black big Chris slammed open the study door.

"What's wrong?" Sun Ziming and George got up from the couch in front of the fireplace and looked at the people who rushed into the study in amazement.

"Brother Ming, are you okay?"

Lu Huiguang rushed to the fireplace and touched his grandson Ming Yi on the side of the sofa, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, Brother Ming is not injured." ”

Only then did Sun Ziming react, opened his hand, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck, I beat others, I need to be so nervous, right?" Hey, what you taught was so useful, I let go of that bastard in one fell swoop. ”

Scratching his scalp, Lu Huiguang said embarrassedly: "Those are all taught by the tiger, the last time you fought with that ghost guy on the set, he only figured out a few quick tricks." ”

"Alright, take them out, I'm discussing things with Mr. George."

"Hey"

A group of people went out, Claudia covered the broken door, and when she saw Xu Qing in pajamas, she also followed, and comforted with a smile: "Qing, it's okay, it's common for men to fight." It's not early, go to bed. ”

"Oh"

Xu Qing let everyone make such a fuss, how can they still sleep? I went back to my room and changed my clothes, and went downstairs to talk to Betty.

Let Chris and Lu Huiguang make such a fuss, Sun Ziming smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "George, scared you, right?" Chris was a kid who grew up in the slums and didn't know much politeness. ”

"It doesn't matter, I also used to fight a lot when I was younger, and I only became polite after work. Ming, you just beat Bayless and fired them, you did it on purpose, right? ”

In front of such a big name, Sun Ziming didn't play any tricks, and admitted without hesitation: "George, I also feel very confused. It is said that this is a bunch of garbage who sat in that position by patting on the back, and it stands to reason that they should be here to please me, how could they think of giving the boss a dismissal? ”

George, who was still talking about resigning just now, got up and poured two glasses of red wine again, and brought one to Sun Ziming. There was a soft sound of 'ding', the two touched the glass, George took a small sip, and then said in a low voice: "Ming, it was true that I said to resign just now, and I was even contacted to go where, but you dismissed them all, leaving me alone, which made me change my mind." ”

Sun Ziming also took a sip, waiting for this real big coffee to speak.