Panda's Road to Internet Celebrity

Chen Leshi was so angry that he wanted to go up and beat Yang Guang, but An Ning held him back: "Lele, some people look down on others, and they don't have the skills to go in and think that others are like him. Why do you care about this kind of person?" ?”

These words were obviously to persuade Chen Leshi, but they were secretly mocking Yang Guang. The three of them were very close, but kept a distance from the other students. Yang Guang was naturally unwilling to be ridiculed by An Ning, so he lowered his face and said in a low voice: "Is what I just said wrong? Do you two still want to enter "Chengfeng"? Just dream, let alone "Chengfeng", even if you two don't want to enter "Xinke" and "Ruiding"."

"Despicable, do you think you have the ability to squeeze out Xiao Anzi's internship quota by relying on your connections? Pooh, scum!" Chen Leshi raised his middle finger, clearly expressing his contempt.

Yang Guang became angry from embarrassment. He did it by himself, but others could not say it. Chen Leshi violated his taboo. Yang Guang clenched his fists, and was about to teach Chen Leshi a lesson, but An Ning suddenly stood up and said coolly. He glanced at him and said, "You want to hit someone? Don't even look at this place."

The light words made Yang Guang, who was soaring with adrenaline, calm down all of a sudden, his face was blue and white, and he was a little scared in his heart. If he really couldn't control his hands just now, then he will be unemployed after graduation. , "Chengfeng"'s influence in the e-commerce industry is beyond what he can imagine as a student at school. A person who hits a classmate during a company visit will not be wanted by a company with a little brain.

An Ning smiled in a good mood, took a step forward and raised her chin, looking down at Yang Guang: "I'm afraid I don't know, Lele and I are contracted anchors of Bamboo TV, and we can be regarded as half of "Chengfeng" Staff, I said before that we will never be able to enter "Chengfeng", are you sleeping now?"

"That's right!" Chen Leshi's eyes lit up, all the confidence that had disappeared before came back, and he showed off in front of Yang Guang arrogantly, just like a little rooster who has won a battle.

Now Yang Guang's face was completely darkened, and he stared at An Ning fiercely and said, "You can be an anchor with your Mandarin level, so who are you lying to?"

"We're fooling fools," Chen Leshi interjected quickly, and then he laughed on his own, and said before Yang Guang could react: "So what if our Mandarin is not standard, we have the skills and ability, and we can still be an anchor , I don’t want some people, who look like dogs, who are forced to speak Mandarin, but they end up going through the back door?”

"you!"

"What are you, you are talking about you!" Chen Leshi rolled his eyes, threw Yang Guang down angrily, and left without saying a word.

The door of Bamboo TV's manager's office was opened a little bit, and was blocked by tall green plants. From the direction of An Ning and the others, they could see the strangeness at all, but from the direction of the green plants, they could easily see An Ning's actions clearly.

Fu Feng bumped Pei Xiuran with his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I saw the real person, do you have any thoughts?"

"I don't think so. I've seen him before." Pei Xiuran put one hand in his trouser pocket and leaned sideways on the door frame, looking very relaxed. Although he said he didn't care, his eyes were fixed on An Ning. This time The meeting was very different from the first time. For the first time, he just treated the other party as a stranger and didn't take it seriously. This time, he had other thoughts, and it was inevitable that he would examine and appreciate him a little more when he peeked.

"I didn't expect those two little guys to have sharp teeth and sharp mouths. I thought they were both stupid." Fu Feng smiled and sighed, but his face showed a little pride and affection.

Pei Xiuran gave him a strange look, hesitant to speak, Fu Feng was surprised by him, touched his chin and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that, did I say the wrong thing?"

"No," Pei Xiuran said casually, "It's just that you call them two 'little guys'. Are you an 'old guy'?"

Fu Feng went crazy and shouted in a low voice: "This is a nickname, do you understand nicknames?"

"Heh..." Pei Xiuran gave him a cool look, "Have I allowed you to love?"

"..." Fu Feng was speechless for a while, and after he realized his reaction, he chased Pei Xiuran back to the office, muttering as he walked, "Stingy man, don't even let him speak, tyrant, dictatorship!"

"What did you say?" Pei Xiuran stopped abruptly, almost bumping into Fu Feng who was walking with his head bowed. He turned around and asked with a half-smile, "What did you say just now?"

"I said you're stingy, you don't belong to me yet, just protect him like this, it's not a good thing to be so possessive."

"Really?" Pei Xiuran was noncommittal, leaned back on the desk, casually flipped the documents on Fu Feng's desk and said: "I have read the financial statement you asked me to give me last time, and the benefits are good. Next time Can the quarterly ratio be ten percent higher than this time?"

"Ten percentage points, are you crazy?" Fu Feng looked at him in shock, "This quarter's performance is the result of our department's explosive performance. If there is not the "Sword Three" sword competition, it will kill us It is impossible to make so much money, but this kind of competition does not happen every day, you want me to go to the sky to make you money?"

"Ten percentage points is really too much," Pei Xiuran pondered, and continued when Fu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "Then change it to five percentage points. Your department is all elites, and if you explode your liver, you can complete the target. Although it is impossible to have official competitions every day, we can launch our own competitions while the heat of the Discourse on Sword Competition is still hot."

"You said to cooperate with "Sword Three"?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Pei Xiuran stood up straight, walked around the desk and walked to Fu Feng's computer. With a mouse move, the computer that had been dormant would light up. On the screen was the familiar "Sword Three" screen. There was a brother Hua standing there, with long hair and black clothes, he was naturally domineering.

Pei Xiuran raised his head and looked at Fu Feng jokingly: "Smart?"

Fu Feng's face flushed suddenly, and he said firmly, "I'm just bored playing a trumpet."

"Okay." Pei Xiuran knew enough is enough, and he didn't intend to pierce Fu Feng's guilt at all, and said to himself, "I'll just pretend I didn't see the goal of five percentage points in the next quarter."

"Do you threaten me?"

"That's right, I'm threatening you. You can choose one of the two." Pei Xiuran put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked out, "accompany me to the cafeteria for lunch at noon."

It wasn't until Pei Xiuran's back disappeared from sight that Fu Feng realized that he was being retaliated against for speaking ill of him.

Damn, this stingy, authoritarian, possessive and grudge-loving old virgin deserves only a cat to accompany him!

"Chengfeng" and the Pei Group shared a canteen. When it was time for meals, thousands of people from the building rushed to the canteen on the top floor. The scene was very spectacular.

In order to stagger the peak dining hours, An Ning and the others went to the cafeteria in advance. As soon as they got out of the elevator, the group was shocked by the scene in front of them.

The top floor of the Pei's Building is designed as a curved glass cover, so the four sides are very transparent and the lighting is excellent. When you look up, you can have a panoramic view of the city without blocking the line of sight. Even the warm winter sun seems to be a few inches closer. point.

Although it is called a cafeteria, the decoration is the same as that of a star-rated restaurant. Small round tables are scattered in the lobby, and there are partitions between several tables, or green plants or artworks, which are very elegant.

There are elegant seats near the glass wall, and a separate space is surrounded by wooden sofas, which is more private. There is also a small private room not far away, which is used for employees to gather.

There is a bar farther away, but it is not open, and it looks deserted, but the hot drink and snack area next to it is surrounded by several people.

Because the air conditioner was turned on, the whole hall was warm, and the air was filled with the smell of food and the sweet smell of cake, like a cat's paw, constantly seducing the gluttons in people's stomachs.

"It smells good."

I don't know who said something, everyone's stomach growled at the same time, looked at each other awkwardly, and then looked eagerly at Manager Li of the HR department.

Manager Li laughed, pointed to the dining window and said, "Go, today's lunch is all free for you, it's okay to eat too much, I've prepared digestion tablets for you."

The students cheered, pulled the people around them and walked towards the dining window.

Pei's canteen is in the form of a buffet, and only a small fee is charged to employees for meals, but drinks and the like are extra.

There are many types of lunch, which are divided into two windows, Chinese and Western. Chen Leshi pulled An Ning and Luo Cheng to stand in front of a large row of delicacies, distressed not knowing what to eat.

"I like sweet and sour pork ribs, I also like salt-baked prawns, and I also want to eat freshly wrapped cabbage rolls, beef with sauce, fish with pickled cabbage, and spicy chicken. What should I do!"

Chen Leshi anxiously picked up a small plate of roasted wings, and in a blink of an eye he saw a small cup of stuffed tofu with minced meat. He had a choice, but he still didn't know what to eat.

In contrast, An Ning's goals are much clearer. Stir-fried asparagus, dried bamboo shoots in chicken soup, cold lettuce, and spring bamboo shoots with perilla and shrimp. The whole bamboo shoot feast is simply perfect.

When he passed by the western food window, he glanced at his shiny green dinner plate, and ordered a plate of pan-fried veal steak and a serving of fried fresh milk, which filled his plate in an instant.

When Pei Xiuran and Fu Feng came in, Chen Leshi was putting a small plate of oysters on top of the baby dish and carefully protecting it from being bumped into. Fu Feng saw him at a glance, laughed with a "puchi", and went to Pei Xiuran said in his ear: "My family, Lele, is just cute, even the way of protecting food is cute."

As he said that, he himself became happy, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with warmth. Pei Xiuran glanced at him without saying a word, and turned his attention to An Ning.

The eye-catching appearance and intimate movements of the two immediately attracted the attention of most of the students present, especially the girls. Some looked directly, some secretly, and some blushed directly and whispered to their companions quietly.

Holding the dinner plate, Chen Leshi approached An Ning, and asked quietly: "Who are these two people? They look awesome. They are dressed so flirtatiously. They are here to seduce our professional girls, right?"

"I've seen the person on the left, the one who looks like bamboo."

"What's like bamboo, Xiao Anzi, where have you seen him?"

"I'm so forgetful," Luo Cheng complained, "An Ning is saying that I saw the man in the sweater last time at the soda shop."

"Lying grass!" Chen Leshi was shocked, "Xiao Anzi, do you remember all this? Aren't you face blind?"

An Ning turned around silently, although he was face blind, he was not blind!

Yang Guang kept walking two steps ahead of them. He kept in mind what An Ning said about him in the morning. He looked at Pei Xiuran, who was walking near them, and then at An Ning, who was talking to Chen Leshi, at the corner. When it was time, he stretched out his legs silently.