Hello slag Gong, I'm cheap

After Su Mingzhe took his two little assistants and left, Qiao Ziyi leaned on the sofa and signed all the documents and contracts to be signed. Then he held a watermelon and stared at the quartz clock on the wall in a daze, until Secretary Zhang was busy. Qiao Ziyi came to his senses when he finished the entry report in his hand and pushed his wheelchair attentively. He wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of his mouth, looked at Secretary Zhang with a half-smile and said, "Xiao Zhang, your enthusiasm for work has not been high recently. Ah! Efficiency has also dropped, I have been working on the entry report for newcomers for so long, and I have finished eating several catties of watermelon."

Secretary Zhang hurriedly took out a few tissues and handed them to Qiao Ziyi, and replied in fear, "Boss, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, I... deserve death."

Qiao Ziyi smiled, patted Secretary Zhang on the shoulder and said, "Don't be like filming a costume drama every day, you don't have to die, just help me cover Su Mingzhe from now on, that kid Su Mingzhe is a bit glassy , don’t let him hear the chattering of the people in the company.”

Secretary Zhang was stunned for a few seconds, and then said in a timely manner, "Boss, don't worry, I will take Su Mingzhe well."

Qiao Ziyi shook his head, sighed and said, "I know what you all think of him, how ugly he is, I can't control the outsiders, but our own mouths can't be so poisonous, what the hell is that kid? Whether you have that ability, you all know in your heart, there are so many newcomers in the company every year, how many can really stand on the podium? If he is not gold, it is useless for me to praise him."

Secretary Zhang was taken aback. It turned out that the boss knew about it.

He thought that Qiao Ziyi had been staying at Su Mingzhe's house all the time, as long as he pulled the small curtain, he would not hear anything outside the window, and he would only be with Su Mingzhe. He didn't expect that he knew the situation here very well. He supported Qiao Ziyi's wheelchair and assured him, "What the boss said is that that kid Su Mingzhe is indeed talented and good-looking. I will hold a meeting to rectify the atmosphere, and I will also warn them to work hard if they have nothing to do, and don't always be a melon-eating crowd watching the excitement. It's not a big deal."

Qiao Ziyi glanced at the office area, rubbed his sore temples, and said, "That's good, I don't want to hear them chew the tongues of other artists in our company besides Su Mingzhe. Withholding salary for three months in a row, if they talk too much, they will just pack up and leave."

Secretary Zhang's eyebrows were pleasing to the eye again and again, and he thought to himself, it seems that the gossip group of the stars must be disbanded, maybe the boss has already found someone to hack into it, if that is the case, he, the group owner and administrator, will be in trouble.

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Qiao Ziyi was pushed by Secretary Zhang to the 24th floor in a wheelchair, where she met Song Zijin's trainees from that year.

Those little fresh meats were exercising their bodies in front of the mirror, and their shirts were soaked through with sweat, but when they saw Chairman Qiao coming, they didn't even have time to wipe off their sweat, and immediately stood up straight, expressing their longing for Ai Ai Qiao Ziyi could look at them more, Qiao Ziyi found a sunny corner with satisfaction, picked up the teacup and drank it calmly.

In addition to Song Zijin, the 2012 Xingyun recruited seven trainees. They lived together in an exquisite two-story villa, and it was inevitable to intrigue and form cliques with each other.

One of them, Qiao Ziyi, was very impressive. His name was Li Wenran. He was Song Zijin's good brother and right-hand man. The two of them had two swords in one, and what they did after Song Zijin became famous was called a fiery one.

The division of labor between the two of them is very clear, if you take care of the director, I will let you out, and I will take care of the director, you let me go, or I will help you take care of your director, and you help me make the old guys in the company obedient, In short, the tacit understanding between them is so perfect that it makes people want to applaud, as good as one person.

Li Wenran was so loyal to Song Zijin, and Song Zijin had always trusted Li Wenran with all his heart.

But in this life, Qiao Ziyi will not let this touching scene that is so harmonious that you want to make people cry and sprinkle flowers appear again. The first thing he has to do is to make Song Zijin no longer trust Li Wenran. It's hard to sing alone, and it will inevitably die down for a while.

Although Qiao Ziyi can directly use his power to drive Song Zijin out of Xingyun, there is more than one entertainment company in the world, Xingyun. There are many leaders in this industry. It is difficult for him to guarantee that Song Zijin will not be popularized by other entertainment companies. Such a dog situation It made him even more headache, so after careful consideration, Qiao Ziyi decided to praise him, and then let him fall down so hard that his own mother would think that he was given away with a full ten yuan phone bill. Only then can this be done.

Qiao Ziyi was sitting in a wheelchair, sipping tea, and from the corner of his eye, he kept looking at the little fresh meats standing in front of him. Those trainees were so nervous that they didn't even dare to breathe. After a while , Qiao Ziyi hooked his fingers in the direction where Song Zijin was standing, and smiled seductively in that direction, like a fluffy and docile bunny.

Song Zijin was overwhelmed with surprise when he saw it, and trotted over quickly, looked up at Qiao Ziyi pretending to be shy and said, "Dong Qiao, just tell me what you want me to do, I..."

Qiao Ziyi interrupted him before he finished speaking. Qiao Ziyi restrained his smile, glanced at him coldly, then threw the cup on the coffee table forcefully, and said lightly, "If you are blind, go get glasses, and wear glasses." If I'm sorry, I can reimburse you! I'm calling the one next to you."

For a while, the practice room was so quiet that even the harsh sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, and the other seven people looked at Song Zijin with somewhat gloating expressions.

Song Zijin also felt all kinds of gazes sticking to his back. He looked at Qiao Ziyi's indifferent face. Willingly rolled his eyes one after another, gritted his teeth and thought, in the future, this kid will have good fruit to eat.

Li Wenran walked over flattered, nervous hands and feet didn't know where to put it.

Qiao Ziyi recalled the tone of his conversation with Su Mingzhe, and suddenly got goosebumps all over his body. He shook his head and said in a soft voice, "Your name is Li Wenran, right? You are 26 years old, your parents are both university teachers, and you are also a xx movie Graduated from college, height 183, weight 70kg, single with two ancestral houses, am I right? Is there anything wrong? Huh?"

Li Wenran twisted his fingers, and replied cautiously, "Dong Qiao has a really good memory, he's not wrong at all."

Qiao Ziyi asked him to bow his head, rubbed his hair in front of everyone, and said earnestly, "Do it well! I like you. Your own conditions are so good, so don't let them be delayed for nothing!"

When everyone heard this, the expressions on their faces were very exciting, and they looked at Li Wenran with a bit of jealousy and dissatisfaction, especially Song Zijin, who felt that there must be something wrong, and he would not have picked up the wrong script right?Obviously, during the interview, Qiao Ziyi was right that he was the one who fell in love with him, and he should be the one who was most satisfied!How could it be Li Wenran, that ineffective little bitch?

Qiao Ziyi took out her mobile phone and said to Li Wenran, add me as a friend, tell me your Penguin number.

Li Wenran: Huh?

Qiao Ziyi: Oh, what, please, and you all, come up and tell me about the Penguin.

As Qiao Ziyi did not expect, the first person to surround him was Song Zijin. Qiao Ziyi lowered his head and fiddled with him for a while with a smirk, and then whispered to Song Zijin, who was going to stick to him and was in a wheelchair with him, "Song Zijin, right?" , I marked you as a star, and I will keep in touch in the future."

Song Zijin immediately forgot the embarrassment just now, and said pitifully with a red face and trembling eyelashes, "Okay... I also want to keep in touch with Qiao Dong you... often."

Qiao Ziyi thought about hot eyes, hot eyes, but he didn't expect that in his previous life... he was so hungry and thirsty that he could even fall in love with this pretentious little wild flower, and held it in his palm like a baby, so spoiled... I'm afraid that the seam between the fingers will not leak out.

When it was Li Wenran's turn, he also starred the other party, and whispered the exact same words to him.

Li Wenran's reaction was more shy than Song Zijin's. After he cast a wink at Qiao Ziyi, he kept smiling around him with his lips pursed. Qiao Ziyi almost lost his waist when he saw his smile, thinking that he might have gone to the wrong room. It shouldn't be his star luck, it should be Dong X's famous Niu/Lang shop, right? ! !And he shouldn't be the chairman of Xingyun, but... the bustard of the store, the well-known bustard Qiao Mama Qiao.

Or his family, Su Mingzhe, who looks good when he smiles is like the sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warm and not at all artificial! !

Qiao Ziyi cleared his throat, sat up straight and said to them solemnly, "Cultivation is about to start filming now. In addition to the male lead and male supporting role, our company also plans to promote a lot of newcomers, so you should perform well in the near future and use refreshments during the assessment." Whoever works hard will stand out, our star luck is so fair, but if anyone wants to get something for nothing, or play some dirty tricks..." At this point, Qiao Ziyi glanced at Song Zijin, and his eyes penetrated his body, as if he was right. It's not like he said to him, "Anyone will get out of my star fortune. We have never lacked artists who are more capable than you than you are, and who you can praise."

The author has something to say:

I went back to school yesterday, carrying a heavy suitcase, and when I crossed the road and took the underpass, the elevator stopped! !I lifted it up bit by bit with nothing to love, and sank to death.Was the elevator repaired for nothing? !I woke up this morning with bitriceps and triceps sore that I couldn't lift it... the bed in the dormitory was too hard and my back hurt.

alright.Good night little angels... the stupid author is going to sleep.