[Full-time master] Love can last for a long time

(In the afternoon, UMC Building)

With the contract just signed in her hand, Wen Meng sent Jiang Nan all the way to the exit on the first floor of the building again with a smile on her face. Before leaving, she said to Jiang Nan: "Online e-sports, the market has actually been well cultivated in recent years, and the group loyalty is high. , The hot topic is active, and it is a new field that the company has been eager to try. Wanyang will definitely perform well if he has this opportunity to cooperate."

Hearing these words, Jiang Nan felt relieved, thinking of the cold reception he received a few days ago, and the recognition he received today, it is really a turn of events, and the world is difficult to budget.She smiled happily: "I hope our efforts can witness a better future together."

At the entrance of the building, the parking officer had already brought Jiang Nan's car over, and Wen Meng said goodbye with a smile: "Then we will see you before the opening ceremony according to the schedule."

"See you at the opening ceremony." Jiang Nan nodded, turning sideways to get into the car.Suddenly, through the glass of the light curtain, she saw a familiar figure protruding from the taxi that passed by and stopped.

I am not wrong, right?

Jiang Nan turned her head in disbelief, and saw a girl wearing a hat in simple attire walking into the UMC quickly.

Wen Meng Jiang Nan got into the car with half of her body and came out again, frowning slightly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nan regained her senses and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I thought I met someone I know."

When the car drove out of the side road, Jiang Nan immediately dialed Xu Yun's phone: "Xu Yun, please help me find out where Zhao Ling is this afternoon."

"Ah? Her?" Boss Xu Yun was not happy, "It's hard to say. Didn't you meet President Qin one after another this morning for one thing?"

Jiang Nan was horrified: "Don't be crowed, let me tell you, what I'm most afraid of now is that she and I are for the same thing!"

Xu Yun was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

"I came to UMC in the afternoon, and when I went out, I saw..." Jiang Nan didn't pay attention, the car in front of her changed lanes and almost rear-ended her. thin sweat.

"Hello?" Xu Yun heard the screeching sound of tires rubbing on the phone, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, I'm okay." Jiang Nan comforted herself, but at the same time, she found her heart beating more violently, "Let me tell you, I think I saw Zhao Ling, right here at UMC!"

Xu Yun was completely stunned: "No way, she, she won't want to 'anti-slaughter the city'?"

Xu Yun's "anti-massacre" meant that he was worried that Zhao Ling would jump over the wall because of this public opinion incident, and want to occupy internal resources and step up for himself.This kind of internal friction seems to be idiotic and brainless, but they are in front of and behind the screen, how many people will do everything in order to keep a little shot of themselves, and some people will be forced to lose their minds, and they will do things like burning jade and stone .

Is it to cut off the opening ceremony of smashing the headquarters?Or do you want to stand on your own and join the new owner UMC?Several possibilities flashed through Jiang Nan's mind, but she was not convinced, and her heart became more and more flustered.

Wearing a peaked cap, Zhao Ling pushed open the car door in a low-key manner, took two steps in three steps, and went straight to the UMC lobby, without realizing her presence, and was bumped into by Jiang Nan.

She was immersed in her own world, with a rare low pressure, and seemed to have an extremely difficult psychological barrier for coming here.

But now she couldn't care less about it.

"Hi, I'm looking for Bu...Bu Po, or her manager." Zhao Ling said to the front desk.

The procedural smile on the face of the little girl at the front desk did not change at all, and she spread her hands politely and politely: "Okay, please show your relevant documents or appointment letter."

"I'm sorry, I don't have those. Maybe it's not in compliance with the rules, but I still want to trouble you," Zhao Ling said with a gentle and sincere attitude, "Bu Po knows me, and I believe she won't embarrass you when she sees me."

The little girl didn't waver at all, as if she had received professional training: "I'm sorry, miss, I don't have these rights, whether it's letting you in or contacting Bu Po, I can't do it."

Zhao Ling hesitated for a moment, and took out a small exquisite wooden box from the bag: "Then please give this to Bu Po or her manager, it contains my contact information. Please believe me, this matter is right for you." You only have advantages, no disadvantages."

The little girl finally took a good look at the person coming. Even in a place where the surrounding fat and swallows are as thin as UMC, Zhao Ling's appearance can still be regarded as top-grade.Such a girl with outstanding looks, she judged at first, maybe she came here to recommend herself in an attempt to become famous in one step, and then seeing her repeatedly mentioning Bu Po, the little girl suspected that she was sent by the opposite company to smash the situation.But now, she glanced at the small box, which was exquisitely carved and locked with a snap clasp. It looked like a necklace or ring jewelry box.Could it be an illegitimate meal, coming here specially to give gifts to idols?

But the group of illegitimate fans, there is no reason for her not to know.

As a professional receptionist, under her desk, there are files and photos of various reporters, big and small, as well as materials such as the chairman of the fan club surrounding Bu Po, the members of the illegitimate fan, etc. She knows everything recorded by the company.This one in front of me is too familiar.

The little girl carefully accepted the small box, maintaining the most impeccable attitude: "Okay, then I will try my best to get in touch and pass it on to you."

"Thank you." Zhao Ling thanked gently, without forcing anything else, turned around and left.

(Company VIP dedicated dressing room)

Bu Po's legs were stretched out on the edge of the table, and he held his mobile phone in both hands, boringly browsing a stand-alone mobile game that was popular in Europe and the United States.

The agent next to him, Ding Jie, signed and confirmed the recent contract documents one by one from his assistant, and at the same time educated Bu Po: "You are wearing this outfit today, it's a bit too much, and there will be trolls who will say you borrowed it." People are hyping up."

"Tch," Bu Po said disdainfully, "Touters are like Xiaoqiang, born again when the spring breeze blows. If I care about them, I won't be exhausted."

Ding Jie put down the folder, and said earnestly: "Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. You don't have to care about it, but you can't ignore it. It's like the recent one, the Glory Circle. I heard that a small host they praised recently, Just one day, a wave of revelations, almost drowned by the saliva of netizens."

Bu Po moved his eyes away from the phone screen and glanced at Ding Jie: "Glory?"

"Well, just one online game that has been very popular in the past few years, e-sports are popular now, so a professional league will be established for indoor sports."

Ding Jie gave a brief introduction, but was interrupted by Bu Po: "I know this game."

Seeing her cold expression, Ding Jie didn't know if she was unhappy again, so he returned to the previous topic, "So, you can't underestimate the power of netizens. Especially since you haven't been in China for the past two years, you don't know what is happening in China now. How powerful are Keyboard Man and Sailor. Just like that little host, I think the evaluation in the industry is also good, but it’s a pity that he capsized in this gutter, and he was sentenced to end early this morning.”

"I've been doing this for so many years. If I didn't wading through the river of saliva and spit, if I was really scolded, then it's because she has no ability." What is it called?"

Ding Jie lowered his head helplessly, lowered his head again, and signed the document with a big pen: "It's called... uh, Zhao Ling? I just came back from the United States not long ago. I also saw that in the group where our managers communicate with each other, someone As I mentioned, I didn't look carefully, it is said that she looks good, and some colleagues wanted to fight for it before, poaching a corner..."

"What do you call...?" Bu Po put down the phone at some point, his voice became much softer, and Ding Jie's indistinguishable emotion was revealed in his eyes.

"Zhao Ling, Fuling's Ling, I remember this name." Ding Jie was curious, "Why, do you know him?"

Bu Po didn't answer, but closed her eyes instead, as if she was digesting the surging emotions for a moment. After a long while, she slowly said: "Her situation is bad?"

The little girl at the front desk felt that she had a very fulfilling day. First of all, she witnessed the handsome return of the company's first sister, and the enthusiastic and rational welcome of the fans, so that the company once again saw Bu Po's domestic influence and her management team's love for fans. Then she received and declined a good-looking "unidentified visitor"; and then, before she got off work, she saw the manager of the first sister wandering back and forth in the lobby scratching her head and dialed a Another call.So, she remembered the girl's request again, and with a gamble attitude, she took out the small box from the drawer and walked towards Ding Jie.

Ding Jie was flipping through the address book and making calls one after another. As soon as the damned Bu Po raised his leg, he kicked himself out to work, saying that he must contact that unlucky Zhao Ling.Think of him as a big manager with a lot of work, but he was pointed at his nose because he said a few words too much.

Ding Jie is so angry.

But having said that, who the hell is this Zhao Ling, who can actually make Bu Po show that kind of sad expression that he has never seen in all these years.Thinking of his big baby, the cash cow, Bu Po, that is a fierce young lady who has always been jealous of the world, but when she heard the name Zhao Ling, she actually let herself go empty.

"Do me a favor, help me get in touch with her, okay?" Bu Po raised his head as if in memory, with a hint of uncertainty, "Try it, if she doesn't want to, don't force her. I just want to help .”

When did his family's Bu Po ever be so polite?When have you been so insecure?

Ding Jie couldn't believe it right away, but when he saw Bu Po's sad look, his heart ached again.

help!Must help!If he can't find such a person today, he will use his title of "money sucker" with an annual salary of tens of millions in vain!

As soon as the little girl at the front desk approached, she immediately felt the powerful aura of her top manager (actually a hot-blooded soul?), and she spoke tremblingly: "Well...Mr. Ding, excuse me, I have something to report to you. Today In the afternoon, a very low-key woman said that she wanted to find a sister or you, and she left a jewelry box, saying that I must hand it over to you."

Holding the phone, Ding Jie lowered his head and squinted at the small front desk, feeling that she was a little ignorant: "Generally, the company has taught you how to refuse to block back such things? Your soft heart is to bring danger or burden to the company."

The small receptionist was sweating profusely, and quickly explained: "I refused, but her situation at that time was a bit special. I'm sorry, Mr. Ding, I took the liberty."

Seeing that the small front desk was shaking like a sieve, Ding Jie felt that he was a little too strict, so he softened his attitude: "I always follow Bu Po, even I was led astray by her, why is she so cruel to others?" What? Hehe, don’t mind, what is it, since it’s left behind, let me have a look.”

The small receptionist hurriedly handed the things to Ding Jie: "The person said that her name and contact information were in the box, and she said that the first sister knew her. Mr. Ding is really sorry, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Ding Jie pushed open the small metal buckle, took a look inside, and then opened his eyes wide.He glanced at the box, then at the small front desk, twisted his face in a tangled expression, and coughed dryly: "Cough, it's all right. This matter, um... um... You did a good job, cough."

"Ah?" The little receptionist was dumbfounded.

Ding Jie avoided the small receptionist's eyes in embarrassment, changed the subject and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Zhou, my name is Zhou Zhou."

"Zhou Zhou, right? Well, I'll thank you in advance for Bu Po." Ding Jie closed the wooden box and patted her on the shoulder with a little approval, "It's a good job, next time I need Bu Po's signature , find me anytime."

"Huh?" Before Zhou Zhou, the receptionist, had time to speak again, he saw Ding Jie striding away.Zhou Zhou vaguely felt that, as the mysterious girl said, it seemed that this matter had really become a good thing for him?