The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui chose an entertainment company.

Without it, I will be more tempted by this company.

This company is called Xingchen Entertainment, which is one of the subsidiaries of Xingchen Film and Television Company. The general manager is surnamed Huang. He is about 30 years old. Ye said that he is one of the general managers of the branch company to be investigated. If he performs well during this period, he will be promoted. Feng Qingshui's psychology about this is: "..."

All right, that's great, it's just what she wants.

As an airborne boss without any real management experience, Feng Qingshui is extremely calm. She rested at home for two days, even if she received a concern call from Huang Yao, the general manager of Xingchen Entertainment Huang, it was just perfunctory In the past, I never thought of visiting the company at all. Instead, Mo Rantong, the special assistant of the boss who was promoted, checked a lot of information and made a lot of preparations in advance after knowing that the company they were going to manage was Star Entertainment.

It is said that Feng Qingshui, who is eating fruit snacks and half lying on the sofa watching TV in the living room, often sees Mo Rantong holding a notebook and earphones, muttering at the floor-to-ceiling window, not knowing who he is talking to, But after thinking about it for a while, Feng Qingshui realized that the person must be Huang Yao.

In order to feed the appetite of the white-eyed wolf, Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui specially allowed her to live in the villa. Of course, the two of them were not on the same floor.

She is in the master bedroom on the third floor, while Mo Rantong is in the guest room on the first floor.

As expected, after dinner on the second day of her stay in the house, Mo Rantong, who had cleaned the pots and pans, took off her apron, walked to sit next to her, and said slowly: "Qingqing, why don't you go to Xingchen Entertainment to observe it?" Well, Boss Huang and the others have already urged you several times, it would be better for you to show your face when you first take office."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Hooked.

"Okay." Because the voice was watching a variety show, there was still a smile that did not dissipate. Feng Qingshui glanced at Mo Rantong, and then turned her attention to the TV: "You can decide this kind of thing in the future." I don't understand management and management, and I don't want to understand, as my special assistant, you can understand for me."

Mo Rantong: "..."

She was very pleasantly surprised for a moment, because her sweetheart trusted her so much, but after thinking about it, Mo Rantong calmed down again. Her sweetheart was in the late stage of the second disease, and the brain circuit could not be calculated according to normal people.

"I see."

No matter what her sweetheart thinks, she just needs to do her part well. Mo Rantong is very satisfied with her current life, she doesn't want to change, she just wants to live like this for the rest of her life.

Two people, one loved the other, and it was very obvious, while the other knew that the other loved her, and he didn't hate him.

If it were someone else, living together in a villa with such a standard arrangement would definitely mean flirting, ambiguity, and rekindling love.

But Mo Rantong and Feng Qingshui are not the same.

Feng Qingshui is because her heart is like a rock, and it is like a cloud, which cannot be shaken or entered by others, and she herself has no feeling, let alone being able to understand clearly, while Mo Rantong is because she is an extremely patient and not greedy hunter.

In her opinion, as long as Feng Qingshui doesn't love others and doesn't hate her, it's all right, even if they won't be lovers in this lifetime.

She will follow her all the time, figure it out slowly, and never force her.

However, the premise of all this.

It is she who does not belong to anyone else.

The upper class has always liked strong marriages, Mo Rantong wonders if Feng Qingshui will do the same, if so, then even if she dies, she must stop it.

Covertly and greedily looking at Feng Qingshui's side face, after a while, Mo Rantong got up and went to the kitchen to wash a plate of grapes, and returned to the living room to feed Feng Qingshui.

The time quickly turned to the next day. Mo Rantong got up early and cooked a meal. It was not a big meal, but simple buns, porridge, and two or three small dishes.

Because, she is going to the company later, she is wearing formal clothes today, she thought Feng Qingshui was the same, but looking at Feng Qingshui who came down from the stairs, wearing a long-sleeved long skirt and a bright red knitted gown, she silently Okay, well, who let the sweetheart be the boss of the company, and she is just a small special assistant?

Boss, what can I wear?

"Have you contacted Han Wei?" He yawned lazily, and sat down at the dining table slowly, Feng Qingshui asked while watching Mo Rantong serving porridge.

Han Wei is Feng Qingshui's driver assistant and bodyguard. Mo Rantong added WeChat to him and also had his phone number, so he nodded.

"I told him about our commute time yesterday."

"Oh."

Feng Qingshui really doesn't have much interest in going to work, she is used to being free, if it wasn't for Mo Rantong, she would be so lazy to be the boss.

So, Feng Qingshui was sleepy all morning.

Star Entertainment is not a big company, but it is extremely famous in the industry. It can't be helped, the background is big.

These days, all the old people who have a lot of status in the entertainment circle open their own studios or start their own companies, sign newcomers, lead newcomers, nurse newcomers, at most promote outsourcing and some other companies, shares, etc. Therefore, there are only six first- and second-tier artists in Star Entertainment: Among them, one actor, two actresses, and the remaining three are a new celebrity and two celebrities.

In fact, this show is good enough compared to other companies, but Feng Qingshui, who has never paid attention to the entertainment circle, doesn't know. She listened to Huang Yao's introduction in the conference room, and the disgust and disapproval on her face were obvious. .

"Qing, President Feng."

Mo Rantong standing behind Feng Qingshui couldn't help pulling Feng Qingshui's clothes, showing concern.

Right now, there are more than [-] people in this conference room. Except for the two of them, Huang Yao, and the six artists, the rest are artist directors, public relations managers, and so on. Otherwise, they would not be able to get along well in the company and the entertainment industry. Feng Qingshui's thoughts and attitudes could not be hidden from them at all. Mo Rantong was very worried that Feng Qingshui would annoy and offend them because of his current behavior, which would cause him to lose his prestige. , It will be difficult to perform work in the future.

Like right now, she has already seen Huang Yao's embarrassment on one side, and the faint displeasure on the faces of the others.

"Ok?"

For some unknown reason, she glanced at Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui blinked her eyes, and said to Huang Yao, "You continue."

Huang Yao: "..."

He's been talking for 10 minutes, and today's protagonist isn't him, is he?

With a light cough, Huang Yao said cautiously: "Mr. Feng, do you have anything to tell us? We are all ears."

"Oh."

His eyes swept over everyone, Feng Qingshui raised his chin slightly, he was arrogant and extremely arrogant, and he had no intention of restraining his temper at all: "1, don't call me Mr. Feng from now on, I'm serious with that guy Feng Qingye , I can't let him change his surname, it's very annoying, just call me Missy."

Everyone: "..."

"2. I don't know management, I don't know how to run a company, and I don't know how to learn. In the future, I will let my special assistant come forward. Her decision is my decision. So, you have to respect her as you respect me, understand? ?”

Everyone: "..."

Mo Rantong: "..."

Mo Rantong was almost dying of embarrassment now. She looked at the contempt on everyone's faces, and some of them were even holding back their laughter. Just as she wanted to stop Feng Qingshui from dying, she listened: "3, even if I'm an idiot, I'm a fool If you have a lot of money, you can’t fool me, I hate it when people fool me, very, very much.”

It's over, it's over, now it's all over, they must now feel that the eldest lady of the Feng family, who came down from the air, is really arrogant and stupid, let alone not fooling around in the future, they will definitely look down on Feng Qingshui, and even hide behind her back Jokes, choreographing her ? !

Mo Rantong was dying of anxiety!

Mo Rantong's guess was correct. At this time, everyone in the meeting room, including Huang Yao, felt that this young lady was really absurd.

That's not what being a boss does.

Relying on their good family background, they show off their power to them, point fingers, and use laymen to guide experts. They look down on people like her the most. They thought that this young lady would have some real talents, but now, apart from being too good-looking Take a good look, take a look, read some, others...

So far, there are a few arrogant ones.

They all began to be disdainful and dissatisfied.

"Feng, miss." Huang Yao was very embarrassed: "You?"

"something wrong?"

The phoenix eyes suddenly became sharper, piercing Huang Yao's face stiffly, unable to speak, Feng Qingshui looked around the audience, and said coolly: "You better remember what you just said, before you come, Feng Qingye, Feng Qingye Always tell me, some of you may be angry with me, do you know how I answered?"

"How did you come back?"

A young traffic flower answered the call.

"I said, dare to make the Heavenly King Lao Tzu angry, do they want to go to heaven?"

Flow Flower: "..."

Mo Rantong and others: "..."

Inability to vomit.

"I didn't come to be the boss to be angry. You should respect me, support me, and relieve my worries instead of letting me relieve your worries."

Seeing that everyone's expressions became more and more indescribable, Feng Qingshui chuckled and softened her voice: "I sincerely advise everyone, I don't understand management, but I can find thousands of people like this, you should be I know, what I lack is no lack of money, no lack of connections, no lack of resources, and no lack of a large group of people who give me resources. I am capital. You can gang up on me because I don’t understand and I’m an idiot. I am obedient and obedient, but..."

The siren's voice is dreamlike, but the price of hearing it is life: "As long as there is one person, one person, who tells me the truth, the other people who have fooled me, heh, you want to taste the feeling of being banned for a lifetime son?"

Silence, silence.

No one dared to doubt the authenticity of Feng Qingshui's words.

She has this ability, they can't understand.

They rely on the entertainment industry to make a living and are no strangers to the upper class.

Those bigwigs from all walks of life that they can't even climb, this person knows a lot. She just said something that she hasn't said yet. Yes, she doesn't understand business management, but she can control the fate of anyone among them.

Mo Rantong looked complicated.

She stared at Feng Qingshui, laughing at her own stupidity in her heart.

This person has never been a person who will suffer losses and wrong herself. She has been in the imperial capital for so many years and has been arrogant and domineering. How can a small company be looked down upon by her?

Some things would be very troublesome if you are in the game, but she is not, she is the person in charge of the game, the person who handles the chess, how can she value the chess pieces when she is outside the game?

The author has something to say: Qingqing has let herself go in this world~~~~