Boss, your wife ran away with the ball

"Gulu." As the Adam's apple rolled, Zhang Jian's cup became empty again.

"Boom!" It was still the sound of the cup being placed heavily on the bar counter, with a dull and low voice.

He took a deep look at Zhang Jian, who was already a little drunk, and looked at the empty wine glass, which was placed there, thinking that he was asking him to drink more.

By this time, Zhang Jian had already drunk a lot, and even the bartender didn't dare to add more wine.

"Sir...you..." The bartender planned to persuade Zhang Jian, since drinking is not good after all.

Even before the bartender opened his mouth, Zhang Jian got up and left.

And when I left, I took a few photos of Grandpa Mao on the table.

The bartender looked at the extra pictures of Grandpa Mao, but finally said nothing, after all, he was just a wage earner.

Zhang Jian walked out of the bar leisurely, looking at the gradually darkening night, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

The good father and son actually calculated each other for their own interests, no, it should be the father who calculated him first!A sneer appeared on Zhang Jian's face.

If his father hadn't plotted against him, he wouldn't be tempted.

However, it's too late, so let's see who defeats who!
The winter day suddenly turned cold again, Zhang Jian wrapped himself tightly in the smoke, and walked into his car in the dark.

Sincerity has already been expressed, so tomorrow he is going to test it again to see what Feng Lingchen thinks?

Because Zhang Jian drank too much wine yesterday, Zhang Jian didn't get up on time in the morning, so yesterday's impromptu plan was changed to the afternoon.

"Sir, are you here to see Mr. Feng?" Zhang Jian had just entered the hall when the assistant at the front desk greeted him politely. Zhang Jian was taken aback by his abnormal behavior.

Still nodded, under the gaze of the little assistant, he went straight to the president's office.

At this time, Feng Lingchen had just finished the meeting and had already gone to the office to rest.

"President Feng, Mr. Zhang is here." The secretary knocked on the door and came in to report.

With the lessons learned from last time, Zhang Jian has always been well-behaved the past few times he came here, and he didn't dare to fool around at all. After all, he had already seen how powerful Feng Lingchen was last time.

When the secretary let him in, Zhang Jian opened the door and walked in.

After layers of notifications, Feng Lingchen already knew who the visitor was, so he was not surprised when he entered, and he didn't even raise his head.

It seemed that he was looking at documents, but Zhang Jian didn't dare to disturb him. He went straight to sit on the sofa resting beside him, and took the magazine next to him to look through it.

In the past, it was impossible for him to have such a stance, but now he has to lower his stance.

After about a few minutes, Feng Lingchen put down his work, raised his head and looked at Zhang Jian who was on the sofa.

Although Zhang Jian was looking at the documents, he kept looking at Feng Lingchen from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was looking at him, he immediately put down Erlang's upturned legs, as if sitting upright: "Mr. !"

Feng Lingchen put down the pen in his hand, got up and left the office chair, walked over, and sat on the sofa face to face with Zhang Jian.

"President Feng, are you satisfied with what I did?" Zhang Jian looked like a dog, with a fawning smile on his face.

Feng Lingchen's expression was indifferent, and Zhang Jian couldn't see any emotion, so he could only wait for his answer.

However, Feng Lingchen's eyes just stared at his eyes, and after a few seconds, Zhang Jian's whole heart began to beat.

"If you are not satisfied, then I will take my leave." Zhang Jian dodged his eyes for a moment, then got up and prepared to go out.

Feng Lingchen's eyes followed his movements, and then looked at his back and said, "I agree with you joining the company, and I can arrange a good position for you."

Zhang Jian, who walked to the door and was about to open it, almost thought he had an auditory hallucination when he heard these words.

However, he turned his head quickly and looked into Feng Lingchen's eyes.

"President Feng, did I hear correctly?" Zhang Jian looked in disbelief.

Feng Lingchen never liked to explain to others, and even less liked to repeat it a second time, so he just nodded lightly.

And this one is enough, Zhang Jian really heard it right, and almost ran from the ground happily.

After leaving the towering high-rise buildings, Zhang Jian's heart was still throbbing with ecstasy, and he couldn't believe it.

Zhang Jian got into his BMW, turned on the music in it, and deliberately adjusted a higher pitch. Following the music, he kept twisting his body in the seat when he thought of it.

But even though he was so happy, Zhang Jian was still thinking about something in his mind.

"Feng Lingchen agreed with me to go to the company, and my position is not low!" After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and edited a short message, and sent it.

No matter what the other party said, he would not harm himself, so he should tell him about this matter.

However, in any case, their first step plan has been completed.

His ideal is not just such a small job, what he wants is the same office and the same position as Feng Lingchen...

When Zhang Weiguo received this news, he was still at Feng's house with Feng's mother, trying to make Feng's mother happy, when suddenly a message entered on his mobile phone, he glanced at it and thought he had read it wrong.

"Wait for me to go back." Taking advantage of Feng's mother's absence, Zhang Weiguo immediately replied a message.

For the next time, Zhang Weiguo couldn't sit still anymore. Although his son plotted against him, it was a good thing that he successfully entered Feng Lingchen's company.

At first he thought about going in alone, but after thinking about it, going in alone would definitely become a thorn in his side, and sometimes it was not very convenient when doing certain things, but now with Zhang Jian, he felt that it would Much smoother.

Thinking of this, Zhang Weiguo couldn't sit still anymore, so he found a random reason and left.

When he got out, he drove to his home.

When Zhang Weiguo went back, Zhang Jian was already waiting at home.

"Well done!" Zhang Weiguo praised Zhang Jian happily when he saw Zhang Jian on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.

Zhang Jian looked at his father's appearance and didn't speak.

Zhang Weiguo took two cans of beer from the refrigerator, walked over and sat down opposite his son, then put a can of beer in his hand in front of Zhang Jian, and kept the other can for himself.

"Since you've joined the company, I don't think we need to fight tit for tat with the enemy anymore, but we should fight against each other like comrades-in-arms. After all, we are father and son." Zhang Weiguo said patiently.

Only when the conflict between father and son is resolved can they cooperate better.

Zhang Jian had already thought about this question on the way back, so he agreed with Zhang Weiguo's statement.

"Go one!" Zhang Jian opened the beer in front of him and raised the bottle to Zhang Weiguo.

Zhang Weihui agreed, picked up the beer in front of him and clinked a glass, the two of them drank it down in one gulp, and the rift between father and son was also resolved silently at this moment.

In the following time, the father and son completely stood on the same front, and had a detailed plan for the plan in Feng Lingchen's company.

This time, Zhang Jian also listened to Zhang Weiguo's suggestion very much, and planned to assist Zhang Weiguo first and make some working partners in the company.

On the second day, Zhang Jian went to report early, and changed his previous indecency. On the first day of work, he already got the favor of many women in the studio.

And Zhang Weiguo is also using his status as a shareholder to form cliques and learn about the useful information he thinks he has found. Then he starts to do ideological work in various ways, striving to develop into his own. people.

As for Zhang Jian, he went to work obediently to confuse others.

The father and son worked together, and the cooperation was perfect, but what they didn't know was that Feng Lingchen had already had such an opinion and sent someone to watch him.

on the surface.He still pretended not to know anything.

……

Ever since that girl went to that variety show, Ye Ranran sent someone to keep an eye on her news.

Soon, the first episode of the program was broadcast, and Song Jiu naturally participated in it.

However, the response for the first time was not very good, and the appeal as a newcomer caused a lot of infamy.

"Why does this rookie look so bad? I guess he came out of Yeji University?"

"That's right, it's not your fault that you look ugly, how dare you come out to scare people with such poor eyesight?"

"Now you have a lot of things in this year. This year you have the most strange things, and your appearance is so bad. If it were me, I would have been hiding at home, but I have no face to come out and hurt other people's eyes."

……

There were a lot of barrage on the first episode of the program, and many people came to criticize Song Jiu, because as a newcomer, it is very difficult for acting skills not to be favored.

When Ye Ranran saw these comments, it can be said that he was not very serious. After all, it is not easy for an artist without any backstage background to get everyone's recognition.

She casually glanced at the screen a few times before sending someone to investigate.Her message is up.

After learning that such a thing had happened, Song Jiu remained calm and did not give up on herself because of the infamy on the screen.

Ye Ranran leaned on her chin, looked at the information on the computer, and nodded approvingly.

With so much negative attention, Ye Ranran was able to remain calm in the face of danger. Suddenly, Ye Ranran was looking forward to Song Jiu's next performance.

"How is it?" Qianqian walked in from the outside leisurely with her hands in her pockets.

"It sucks!" Ye Ranran replied.

The two of them had bet before, so they naturally knew what Qianqian meant.

Ye Ranran didn't hide it, she told the truth.

As he spoke, he forwarded the laptop screen in front of him. It was the first recorded program, and he released the barrage. At this time, there were a lot of barrage on it. Apart from professing his favorite star, most of them were complaining. Song Jiu's acting skills.

Qianqian gasped, a person who was so confident at the beginning did not expect his acting skills to be so poor, this is the first time Cai Lun has been sprayed like this.

If it is to record future programs, will that work?
Qianqian suddenly became worried.