Reborn Tech Maniac

Chapter 148
After Cai Jiguang left, Hu Yinmeng, who was flipping through documents in his hand, glanced at Tang Huan and muttered, "I didn't expect that you not only like beautiful women, but also do research on handsome men."

Tang Huan, who was drinking water from a cup, choked and coughed repeatedly.

Putting the cup heavily on the table, Tang Huan grabbed his secretary, pressed it on his leg, and slapped him across the face.

With a slap, the girl screamed loudly, and the documents were scattered all over the place. In the eyes of the man, the astonishing curves fluctuated for a while.

Seeing Tang Huan raised his hand again with a smirk, Hu Yinmeng was so frightened that he repeatedly begged for mercy, "No, it hurts me to death, I dare not talk nonsense."

Tang Huan was unmoved, and raised his palm. Hu Yinmeng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and prepared to accept the punishment, but he didn't wait for the expected severe pain, and the falling palm turned into a light grab.

Hu Yinmeng endured the strangeness, kicked Tang Huan viciously, and said word by word: "Asshole, let me get up."

Tang Huan met the opponent's gaze and increased the strength of his hands.

……

Secretly typing out the manuscript again, Wang Jing, who was about to perform well, came to the office door and was about to knock on the door when she suddenly heard a woman's scream.

No, it hurts me to death...

Sweat broke out on Wang Jing's forehead. Mr. Tang, who is the unspoken rule? The other party is too blind. Boss Tang is so young, wealthy, handsome, and if he bears it, he might marry into a wealthy family and become a young mistress. Why? I can't think about it.

While thinking about it, the fat man backed away quietly, hiding in an inconspicuous place in the distance, thinking in his heart, should he just leave like this, or should he continue to wait?

Oh, it depends on Mr. Tang's ability, it's hard to estimate.

Touching the script in the briefcase, Wang Jing was really entangled and was in a dilemma, when suddenly he heard the sound of the door closing heavily, followed by the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking.

Wang Jing peeked secretly and found that it was Hu Yinmeng.

He has a good impression of this usually stern-faced Ms. Hu, after all, it is difficult for a woman in a high position to gain prestige without a stern face.

More importantly, the well-paid company promotional film shooting project in hand was given by others.

Seeing that the other party was blushing, his eyes were full of anger, and his walking seemed a little unnatural, Wang Jing, who turned his head back, secretly guessed in his heart, did Mr. Tang move too much and annoyed the young lady?
Well, it looks like.

The wretched fat man, after finishing his brainstorming on his own, he pretended to have just arrived, and walked out with heavy steps.

"Miss Hu, what a coincidence, I'm about to report to you on the shooting of a promotional film." Wang Jing greeted with a smile.

"Tang Huan is in the office, tell him yourself, I still have things to do." Hu Yinmeng waved impatiently and walked away.

"I wish for it!" Wang Jingji muttered, then turned and walked towards the office.

I saw the door was ajar, and I could still hear Tang Huan humming "Farewell My Concubine".

That's great, Mr. Tang is feeling refreshed, and it's convenient to talk about things.

Wang Jing came to the door and knocked lightly. He could see Tang Huan was enjoying himself with his legs on the table. This image made Fatty feel friendly.

"You're here, come in and sit down." Tang Huan folded his legs and got up to greet Wang Jing.

"I originally wanted to report to Ms. Hu on the company's promotional video work, but when I met her just now, she said that I can just report to you directly." Wang Jing explained deliberately.

Tang Huan smiled awkwardly, reached out to take Wang Jing's file and looked through it, and there were a few photos of Zhao Yazhi's fixed makeup inside.

Now that Zhao Yazhi's popularity is so high, it is natural for his woman to make the money next. It is only natural that Tang Huan's wealth should not flow to outsiders.

"It seems that you really understand my intention." Tang Huan put the document on the table and nodded in approval, "Most of Zheru's employees are men, especially those who are engaged in technical work. The lads who graduated from college, even if the recruitment is still going on, their status will not change, which is determined by the nature of the current IT industry."

Tang Huan raised his finger and looked outside the building, "You should be able to find that many of the young people who come and go down here come to recommend themselves with their resumes. Philosophers are so sought after, why? To be straightforward, it's nothing more than high salaries and benefits That's all."

Speaking of this, Tang Huan smiled, "But as a boss, I feel that this is not enough incentive for employees. Men, in addition to hoping to have a considerable income, they also want to have a spacious house and a satisfactory wife. These aspirations are most likely to be realized by working hard for the philosophers and scholars.”

Wang Jing echoed with a smile, "With Ah Zhi's current appeal, it can mobilize the enthusiasm of young people to enter the work of philosophy and Confucianism."

"That's it." Tang Huan nodded slightly, "These supporting actors should be found among the internal employees of Zheru Company. Try to pick those down-to-earth public faces, and let people see at a glance that they are knowledgeable and willing to fight. youth."

"In this way, everyone will resonate. As long as you have real materials and work for Zheru, you can get a high salary and have the opportunity to marry a perfect woman like Azhi. Mr. Tang, your grasp of people's hearts , You have really reached the level of perfection." Wang Jing complimented without leaving any trace.

"Basically, this is what it means. In the high-tech industry, talent is the first priority. In the companies in Silicon Valley, most of the employees are white. Correspondingly, in the companies in Xiangjiang, I naturally don't want the Chinese to lag behind. " Tang Huan laughed loudly.

"However, when it comes to grasping people's hearts, you are also very good. Not to mention being able to fully understand the intention of this promotional film, and your screenwriting ability to attract the audience to the TV, ordinary people can't compare."

"Mr. Tang's reputation is too high." Hearing this, Wang Jing burst into a smile, and said in her heart that it was God who helped me. She didn't know how to find an opportunity to change the topic, so she fell asleep and the pillow arrived.

"Mr. Tang, I used the Chinese New Year period to write a script for a TV series. Please help me criticize and correct it." Wang Jing opened his briefcase, took out the thin script, and handed it over respectfully.

""The King of Thousand Kings"?" Isn't this a life-saving straw for TVB to compete with Li's TV series "Earth's Love" a few months later? How come Wang Jing brought it to him.

Tang Huan flipped through the script calmly, I wiped it, and it was so.

Wang Jing showed it to herself. The ultimate goal should be to attract investment in filming. On the relatively loose platform of DreamWorks, she can earn a salary and increase her own qualifications at the same time.

But the question is, after a few months, TVB will be in a dilemma. Should I watch it and laugh, or take out this TV series to save the emergency, or take the opportunity to kill it and charge a little interest for the free screening of "Shanghai Beach" ?

Tang Huan rubbed the center of his brows, and glanced at Wang Jing who was opposite. This fat man is really surprising.

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