Chapter 187: Counting is Counting
Gao Min asked cautiously, "What about Yan Qing?" Could it be problematic too? ”
"No, it won't." Chu Hanxing glanced at Yan Qing's date of birth, "She is an official and obedient, and she will even be a little rigid." ”
Xiao Tao hesitated for a moment, "Then who will target the studio?" ”
Gao Min paused for breath and said in a dumb voice, "I have a guess." ”
But I'm not sure.
Because of this kind of villainous behavior, she couldn't imagine that the person would be beautiful on the surface, and he would not care about the means he would not be able to do it.
Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows, "Your guess is right." ”
Gao Min frowned: "It's really Feng Ran?!" ”
Gao Min simply laughed angrily.
"He is the president of a listed company, and there are countless artist resources in the entertainment company, so he will actually target an ant-sized studio."
It's like if you already have a big manor at home, and hundreds of servants are at your service, and you have someone smash the stove and steal the rice from a poor family that has just had enough to eat.
Engage in monopoly, block the passage of fresh blood in, and always maintain their own status.
The ugly faces of the capitalists are vividly embodied.
Gao Min had every reason to suspect that Feng Ran was unhappy because she had terminated the contract with Chu Hanxing at the beginning.
Xiao Tao was about to say something to comfort, but when she saw Gao Min slap the table and stand up, she snorted coldly: "It's really fucking a sword and doesn't practice and is cheap, how can such a small belly and chicken intestine B thing become the president of a listed company?" ”
Xiao Tao shrank and swallowed the words silently, Gao Min, who was angry, was really terrifying.
Chu Hanxing picked up Lu Yingying's information and said lightly: "It's not worth it to be angry and hurt your liver, you always have to fight back when you are bullied." ”
"What do you want to do?" Gao Min asked.
Chu Hanxing's eyes moved slightly, and he chuckled: "The plan will be calculated." ”
The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and it is not yet known who killed the deer.
Gao Min comprehended, came to Chu Hanxing, and the two discussed in a low voice.
At twelve o'clock at noon, the three of them had lunch together, and Chu Hanxing left with Xiao Tao with the information.
……
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng's Group.
"You said, Gao Min hired you, and you're still an assistant?" Feng Ran turned his pen and looked at him casually.
Lu Yingying smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll go to work tomorrow." ”
"Not bad." Feng Ran continued to turn the pen.
Lu Yingying raised her chin confidently: "Mr. Feng, should the deposit be transferred to me?" ”
Feng Ran narrowed his eyes, the contempt in his eyes flashed, he leaned back, hooked his lips: "What's the hurry, if you want to cooperate with me, it depends on your own ability, make some achievements first, if you really have the ability to grab someone from Gao Min, I will directly ask the assistant to draw up a contract." ”
Lu Yingying's smile gradually disappeared, frowning: "Didn't we say it was okay at the beginning......"
"Miss Lu." Feng Ran interrupted unceremoniously, threw the pen on the table, and said coldly, "The medical expenses for the injury to your father have been called to the hospital, and there is no agreement between me and you." ”
Two days ago, Feng Ran injured Lu Yingying's father with his own car, and he quickly asked his assistant to deal with it.
Lu Yingying inquired about Feng Ran's identity, but she didn't expect that it was a big president who injured her father, so she wanted to use this to sell miserably and enter Feng Ran's company to work, but was indifferently rejected by Feng Ran.
Lu Yingying was unwilling, and under her soft grinding, Feng Ran agreed to cooperate with her and let her go to work in Gao Min's studio, he would give Lu Yingying 500,000 yuan and help her when she started her business.
Lu Yingying decisively agreed.
Now that Lu Yingying has just been interviewed, she hasn't done anything yet, she wants to get a deposit, and Feng Ran will never agree.
Lu Yingying's face turned red, but she didn't refute.
Feng Ran's eyes were indifferent: "Your academic qualifications will be screened out in the first round of interviews in our company, and I am willing to help you only for the sake of your injured father."
You have to be clear, I have already paid you a compensation fee. ”
Lu Yingying frowned, and said in the same cold voice: "I know, next time, I will definitely let you sign a contract with me." ”
Bang, the sound of slamming the door sounded, Feng Ran stared at the closed door, sneered, and picked up the pen again.
is delusional to ascend to the sky in one step, and when the time comes, I don't even know how I died, and I can't recognize myself as a fool with a few pounds and taels.
If it weren't for the fact that she still had some use value, he wouldn't have bothered to talk to her.
It didn't take long for the office door to be pushed open again, and Feng Ran looked up from the file to see Wen Tian coming over with a thermos bucket.
He subconsciously frowned, and Wen Tian saw it at a glance.
She smiled softly and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother Ran, it's too hot, I brought you some chilled mung bean soup to go to the heat." ”
Feng Ran let go of his brows, he thought it was some kind of tonic soup.
With a smile on his face, he got up and left the desk, wrapped his arms around Wen Tian's waist, and led the person to the sofa.
"Let's drink together."
Feng Ran opened the thermos bucket, and there was still a little crushed ice in the mung bean paste to relieve the heat and remove the heat.
"Tian Tian, you are so caring." Feng Ran said with a smile.
Wen Tian's cheeks were slightly red, and she raised her lips slightly: "Brother Ran, you are working too hard, I will boil some mung bean porridge, even if my hands are burned, but as long as I can make Brother Ran a little more comfortable on a hot day, it is really nothing for me to do this." ”
"Why was it so careless?" Feng Ran frowned, and reached out to clasp Wen Tian's wrist.
Wen Tian also hid her hand back, Feng Ran's expression sank, she immediately spread her hands obediently, and said coquettishly: "Brother Ran, it's just a little burn, it's nothing, don't be angry." ”
Feng Ran squeezed her hand, and sure enough, she saw traces of redness and swelling on her fingertips.
With a calm face, he pressed the call button on the landline, and said to the assistant: "Send the scald ointment in immediately." ”
Wen Tian whispered: "Brother Ran, I don't hurt, don't trouble them." ”
Feng Ran didn't speak with a dark face, and waited for the assistant to bring the ointment in, unscrewed it and carefully applied it to her fingertips, he whispered while applying the medicine: "In the future, this kind of thing will be handed over to Auntie, you will go to the kitchen again, and you are not allowed to send it again when it is hot, just wait for me to come back at home." ”
"I know, Brother Laran." Wen Tian stuck out his tongue.
The fox above her head squatted high, looking at Feng Ran with contempt, constantly exuding an aura that was enough to confuse people's hearts, and then carefully and carefully absorbing Feng Ran's luck.
Feng Ran is atmospheric luck, as long as it is not excessive, the Heavenly Dao will not be anything.
After applying the medicine, Wen Tian hugged Feng Ran's arm and coquettishly: "Oh, brother, try it, I've been doing it for two hours, how about you try the taste?" ”
"Don't take it as an example." Feng Ran dotingly nodded the tip of Wen Tian's nose.
He took a sip from the spoon, slid his throat and swallowed, "It's delicious." ”
Wen Tian smiled: "I didn't put a lot of sugar, I won't get tired, but my brother can drink more." ”
Feng Ran scooped another spoonful, handed it to Wen Tian's mouth, and coaxed in a low voice: "Tian'er, you can taste it too." ”
"I'm already full at home." Wen Tian shook his head and refused.
Feng Ran expressed his understanding and drank the spoonful himself.
There was a meeting two minutes later, Feng Ran didn't speak, and drank mung bean porridge seriously, Wen Tian slowly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, her nails grabbed the sofa, and her eyes gradually became cold.
A wave of hatred rose from the bottom of my heart.
After the last abortion, the doctor said that she had already injured her foundation and could not eat cold things at all, otherwise she would have unbearable abdominal pain.
Feng Ran at that time... Isn't it present.