The benefactor is always forcing me to study

The next day, the sky was clear and the autumn sun was shining golden. The buzzing vibration of the mobile phone on the bedside table woke up Cen Zhi, who was crawling under the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis. Bian connected: "Hello?"

Opposite was Zhu Xian, and the female manager was very excited: "Xiao Cen! The CEO wants to see you!"

Before Cen Zhi said goodbye to Duke Zhou, his chaotic brain was in a daze: "What?"

Zhu Xian shouted: "President! The new president, Wen Qiang! He wants to see you! Haven't you gotten up yet! Get up quickly! I'll pick you up right away!"

Cen Zhi was so scared by the name Wen Qiang that he sat up and wanted to ask why. Zhu Xian had already hung up the phone. Cen Zhi thought that Wen Qiang would not really want to hide him in the snow. He washed and changed his clothes tremblingly. It sounded, and Cen Zhi also thought clearly in a short time, Xuezang is Xuezang, he will quit the circle at worst, he is still young, it is not a big deal to change jobs.

Zhu Xian didn't know what happened last night, and thought that Cen Zhi's hookup was successful, so did this little bastard cry with joy last night, and he didn't make it clear, causing her to worry all night!

Cen Zhi himself was also tense, so he didn't notice the manager's thoughts. The mental activities of the two were completely opposite. On the way to the president's office, they were equally nervous. No one pays attention to him, even if he calls "Senior", he can't change the other party's eyes. In contrast, Wen Qiang, who said thank you to him at "Ding Shi" last night, made him feel sad. warm.

With a ding, the elevator stopped, and when it reached the top floor, only Cen Zhi and Zhu Xian were left in the elevator. Zhu Xian patted Cen Zhi on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous."

The elevator door opened, and there was a man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside. Zhu Xian, who had told Cen Zhi not to be nervous a second ago, stammered nervously: "Yu, Secretary Yu!"

Yu Ming nodded at them coldly, and turned sideways to let the two of them go out: "Boss Wen asked me to wait for you here."

Zhu Xian was flattered: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yu Ming leads the way ahead. Yingrong Entertainment has a separate building with clear divisions. The top floor is the office of the board of directors and the president. People are not allowed to go up. The corridor is well lit and warm in autumn. Cen Zhi and Zhu Xian stand side by side Following behind Yu Ming, Yu Ming stopped after a while, rang the doorbell, and said to the beeper: "Mr. Wen, Cen Zhi is here."

The next moment, the cold door of the office loosened, Yu Ming pushed it open, let Cen Zhi in, and stopped Zhu Xian: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen wants to talk to Cen Zhi alone."

Zhu Xian stayed outside the door, and said "Come on" to Cen Zhi inside the door.

The door was closed silently, and the spacious office was a bit deserted. Even the sunlight coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows could not dispel the desertedness. Wen Qiang was sitting behind the desk, and he was signing a document. At a loss, in this spacious office, Cen Zhi suddenly realized that there was a great distance between him and Wen Qiang. The other party was Ying Rong's president, not the young master who drank in "Ding Shi".

Wen Qiang put the signed documents aside, looked up and found the young boy standing at the door, looking timid, completely lost the courage that he had kept when he opened his mouth last night, Wen Qiang smiled inwardly, and said to Cen Zhi: "Stand What are you doing there? Come here."

Cen Zhi stared at Wen Qiang, and moved over after a while.

The desktop is neatly organized, on the left are unread documents, on the right are signed ones, and in the middle is an open folder with a few thin pages of paper in it. Wen Qiang still holds a pen in his hand. He glanced at the banner, and immediately saw a one-inch photo of himself.

One-inch photo, the one-inch photo on the ID card.

The hair couldn't cover his forehead and ears, so he was short-cut at the time, which was extremely ugly.

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi thought to himself, it's over.

With such an ugly photo, Wen Qiang must not like him even more, or he should take the initiative and quit the circle by himself.

Cen Zhi took a deep breath, held his breath and was about to speak when he heard Qiang ask, "You are 15 years old, why don't you go to high school?"

Cen Zhi: "?"

Cen Zhi: "???"

Cen Zhi opened his mouth and looked at Wen Qiang in astonishment, but Wen Qiang was very serious. Seeing Cen Zhi's surprise, he asked back, "Am I not right?"

Cen Zhi stared at Wen Qiang for a long while, and his original intention to take a step back into the sea and the sky disappeared. He snorted coldly, showed his sharp minions, and turned against the army: "You are 22 years old, why don't you go to graduate school, what are you doing? President!"

Wen Qiang: "..."