Anyway, for their group of musicians, it doesn't matter who can debut, but it is very important to be able to firmly get stuck outside the debut position!

……

In the office building of Chonghua Entertainment, Ding Guang looked at the computer monitor in front of him with a dull look, and his whole body was numb as if he had just undergone electrotherapy.

If he is guilty, please let the law punish him, instead of those who want to dig up black material can't dig it out, and those who don't want black material are pouring out black material.

Those who desperately suppress can't hold it down, and those who work hard can't hold it back.

What are you doing! He's just going to have to toss it all by himself, right?

If this development continues, Ding Guang has no doubt that sooner or later he will be treated by Chong Minghe as an undercover agent sent by the other company, and then brutally fire him on the grounds that he 'walked into the company with his left foot first when he got up early to go to work'!

He is also quite old, and the current recruitment conditions of the company are so harsh, if he is rashly fired, he may not be able to find a job with the same salary and the same treatment.

So he's really in need of the job! Woooooooooooo

After slumping in the office chair for a while, Ding Guang suppressed the strong urge in his heart to do nothing, and planned a retreat for himself in advance.

Then the more he thought about it, the more he felt......

Instead of waiting for Chong Minghe to come and ask for the guilt, it is better for him to give Chong Minghe a preventive shot first, telling him that Feng Yasong may have been born to be a superstar, and the heat can't be suppressed, so her script of sacrificing to the sky is likely to become a script against the sky, so that Chong Minghyuk can be mentally prepared in advance.

In this way, if Feng Ya Song really debuts in a high position, Chong Minghe will not be too disappointed in him.

If Feng Yasong didn't debut, it would seem that he had merit.

In short: the temperament of Chinese people always likes to be harmonious and compromised. If you say that this house is too dark, you must open a window here, and you will not allow it. But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will come to reconcile and be willing to open the windows.

The more Ding Guang thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, but he didn't dare to disturb Chong Minghyuk's rest rashly during off-duty hours.

I can only open WeChat with a chirp and send a message to spy on the enemy!

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes: Mr. Chong, are you in the company now? ] 】

The other party should be very leisurely, and the message is replied extremely quickly.

[Zhou Papi (Mr.): Yes, something? 】

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, sharp eyes: emmm has a little bit of work and wants to report to you~]

[Zhou Papi (Mr. Chong): Come to my office and say it in person. 】

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes: Now? 】

[Zhou Papi (Chongzong): Hmm. 】

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes: Okay, I'll be there soon~]

After replying to the message, Ding Guang made a lot of faces and set the computer to standby mode.

Then, with a heavier heart than going to the grave, he left the office step by step, walked into the elevator, and went straight to the top floor.

To be honest, if it weren't for his livelihood, Chong Myung-hyuk would have killed him, and he wouldn't have taken the initiative to report to work!

Don't ask, ask is that their young little boss looks like a human, but he doesn't do anything with people at all!

Every time he reported to him, Ding Guang felt that he could live ten years less!

Not only was he angry, but also because there were too many immoral things that he instigated, it lost its life!

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator reaches the top floor.

Ding Guang sighed and walked out, until he walked to the door of the president's office, only to put away his frustration, and knocked on the door with strong spirits.

In the office, the young president, who lives in the company as his home every day, is lazily nesting in the leather sofa with his legs crossed, eating potato chips while holding a tablet to chase anime.

On the small coffee table next to it, there was also a large bottle of Fat House Happy Water and a delicate glass goblet.

The whole person looks very comfortable, not to mention how comfortable.

After hearing the knock on the door, he slowly forked off the anime on the tablet and replaced it with "Flash! Girlish! 》。

Potato chips and happy water are also in the drawer.

Then he looked around for a moment, and after making sure that there was not a single strange item in the entire office that could make his boss personality collapse on the spot, he lazily nestled back into the sofa and picked up the glass goblet containing the fat house happy water.

While swaying gently and gracefully, he said in a calm voice, "Please come in." ”

Ding Guang, who was waiting outside the door, was approved, and then he gently pushed open the office door and walked in.

That cautious appearance, like a little eunuch begging for a life under the emperor's hands!

And his emperor is rare today not wearing a suit and sitting upright.

Instead, he bent his two long legs and snuggled lazily in the sofa.

The white shirt on his body was unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up casually.

The hair that has always been meticulously groomed was naughtily cocked up in two strands, disintegrating the image he deliberately created such as 'a ruthless boss, a celebrity, and an industry elite'.

On the contrary, it sets off him like a confused little brother who pretends to be mature.

Dan Ding Guang will not relax his tense nerves because he is dressed more casually today.

After all, tigers are also quite cute when they don't show their fangs, only squinting their eyes and lazily basking in the sun and licking their paws.

But that doesn't stop it from being a fearsome beast.

So Ding Guang rubbed his hands a little crampedly, and as soon as he came in, he said with a smile: "That...... I'm really sorry, Mr. Chong, I didn't bother you at this point, did I? ”

Chong Myung-hyuk did not answer him.

Instead, he took a sip of the fat house happy water in the goblet, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Didn't you say that you want to report work?" You can start now. ”

He has never liked to listen to people talk nonsense.

It's not nutritious and it's a waste of time.

Ding Guang has known this for a long time, but he can't stand the fact that he is born a person who is dense and unnutritious, and often before his brain has time to remind himself not to talk nonsense, his mouth has already been horned first.

So listening to Chong Minghyuk's tone, he knew that he was talking nonsense again.

He raised his hand and slapped himself lightly, and then resisted the urge to apologize frantically, drooped his head, and began to self-examine the direction where Chong Minghe was: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chong, I'm guilty, I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task you gave me." ”

"But this is not because I don't work hard, the fact is the opposite, I eat and live in the company these days, online 24 hours a day, so worried that the hairline has receded a few centimeters, but that Feng Yasong is like God chasing after feeding food, not only can not dig out the slightest black material, but even the black material we manually made for her can be easily resolved again and again! And the darker it gets, the hotter it gets! ”

(End of chapter)