If you have money, you can do whatever you want [entertainment circle]

"Then how do you deal with the work every time you are transferred to foreign affairs?"

Secretary Qiao's voice sounded like a thunderbolt at the door of the office.

The group of people who were still laughing just now were stunned and looked at Secretary Qiao at the door.

Secretary Qiao glanced at Xiaomei who had just spoken.

Xiaomei subconsciously wanted to hide her hands and didn't look at her anymore, but raised a stack of planning books in her hands——

"Let me announce the key tasks of this week." Secretary Qiao said, "Within seven days, everyone present will complete a stage, choose songs in the early stage, make up and hair, set up the stage, and shoot."

"Seven days???" The office exploded in an instant, "Secretary Qiao, are you joking?"

"Sorry, I never joke." Secretary Qiao wore a red matte lipstick with an indifferent expression, "If you don't want to do it, you can submit your resignation at any time, and I will ask the HR department to handle the resignation procedures for you."

"For example, if you feel that it doesn't matter if you make a small mistake, the company will definitely support you, so you don't have to do it now."

"How do you talk?!" The employee who was chatting with the stf who made a mistake just now looked at Secretary Qiao in disbelief.

"You are speaking according to your contractual responsibilities." Secretary Qiao said lightly.

"You—you think I'm afraid of you?!" Veins appeared on the man's neck, "Just resign, I don't want to stay in your crappy company for a long time! Don't you think so?"

After the man finished speaking, he looked back at the office, his eyes suddenly widened——

None of the office workers who were laughing and fighting with him just now said nothing, or looked down to see what material they didn't know, or looked up to type, or clicked on the material in the computer, ready to edit the video.

He turned his head stunned, only to see Secretary Qiao, who had a cold face just now, smiled very softly: "Resign, just resign—what you say is like pouring water, and you can go through the resignation procedures immediately .”

"..."

"The rest." Secretary Qiao took out an iad from her bag, and the downloaded a was loaded with a countdown function. She clicked it, and the time began to jump forward.

Secretary Qiao: "The time-limited task has begun."

Secretary Qiao adjusted the countdown, went to the personnel department to inform that the resignation procedures would be completed later, and then she held her file bag and knocked on Su Qi's door.

There was a heavy nasal response from inside the door: "Please come in."

"Mr. Su, it's me." Secretary Qiao walked into the office, closed the leaking door intimately, and put the file bag in front of Su Qi, "I have notified them to start the mission, and the countdown has already started—are you okay?" ?”

Su Qi held a piece of paper with both hands, pressed it on his nose, then threw the paper into the trash can, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay."

Then he said, "If you have nothing to do, go back to work first."

After Su Qi finished speaking, he coughed twice again. After Secretary Qiao went out, he frowned and went for the hot tea on the table, took a sip, and nestled in the swivel chair with a sleepy expression.

Actually not very good, dizzy.

The temperature suddenly dropped in the middle of the night last night, and the whole city suddenly entered autumn. Su Qi didn't close the windows when he slept, and he couldn't do it when he woke up in the morning.

It was so cold that he didn't wear a suit anymore, and grabbed a thick beige knitted sweater over a T-shirt. When he was nestled in the boss' chair, his protruding collarbone looked pinched.

Weird.

Su Qi pulled another piece of paper and pressed his nose, then grabbed the phone that rang to read the memo.

Letter from ai: [They will arrive in 10 minutes. 】

Su Qi: [Got it. 】

Su Qi was dizzy and didn't want to read these words, so he dropped his phone and drank tea, and drank it in one gulp, feeling lonely.

Su Qi: "..."

Su Qi lifted the quilt, took a look at the tea that had bottomed out, and then at the water dispenser that was about four or five meters away from him, and leaned his head on the cushion of the swivel chair.

Who designed the office? !

I don't know if the Chinese live in a small place!

Is such a long trek distance designed to run a marathon in the office?

If you're dying of thirst and don't want to move, you're going to be bad.

Su Qi grabbed his phone and sent a message to Ye Chishang: [When are you coming back? 】

There was no reply from Ye Chishang. Last night he sent his itinerary to check it out. There was an important meeting this morning, so he probably didn't have time to look at his phone.

Su Qi also complained, leaned on the chair for a while, and was just about to get some water before he died of thirst, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Little Qiao?" Su Qi said, "Please come in."

"Brother Su Qi." The door opened a gap, and Gu Qianyang's head popped out from inside, "It's me."

"Gu Qianyang?" Su Qi let go of his fingers holding the water glass, and smiled, "What's the matter? Come in—wait a minute, okay, come in."

Su Qi took out a piece of paper, covered his mouth and nose, and made a mask that was better than nothing.

Gu Qianyang walked in from the door, holding a square bear face doll in his hand, followed by the rest of Future.

"What's the matter?" Su Qi covered himself, frowning, and asked uncomfortably.

"This is for you." Gu Qianyang stuffed the doll into Suqi's arms, "I took it for a nap, but it was just washed, it's very clean..."

A ball of fur was stuffed into his bosom, and he felt the fluff, a little bit of the warmth of the material.

Su Qi looked down and found that there could be a hot water bottle in it - but it's not winter yet, so it doesn't need such a warm temperature, just a soft pillow to hug, it's already very comfortable.

The small pillow should have just been washed, I don't know what kind of laundry detergent was used, there was a sweet milky fragrance, Su Qi smelled it, and his dizziness improved a lot.

The cold feeling that could not go away before was suddenly repelled by such a small pillow.

Before Su Qi could speak, suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and then, the solid wood desk in front of him rang loudly.

Su Qi looked over -

Lin Yufei had a rope in his hand, holding the socket, and the white kettle in his hand because it was placed too heavily just now, and some water spilled out.

"Brother Su Qi." Lin Yufei said, "If you have a cold, you need to drink more hot water, so I specially pulled this from my house and brought it here for you."

Gu Qianyang looked at the kettle, then at Su Qi, hesitant to speak.

Lin Yufei enthusiastically plugged in the kettle, pressed the switch, and amidst the beeping sound of the kettle, said triumphantly, "Look, this pot is burning next to you, and you can drink hot water at any time. Water, isn’t it beautiful?”

Su Qi: "..."

Although, this gift was sent to my heart.

Although it is true that you have a cold, you should drink plenty of hot water.

Su Qi raised his hand, rubbed Lin Yufei's hair, and said earnestly, "Cub."

Lin Yufei: "What?"

"Brother is really worried, you will be abducted when you go out in the future."

Lin Yufei: "?"

Everyone else in Future couldn't help smiling, Ji An handed the breakfast he was carrying to Han Jieyu, and asked Han Jieyu to give it to Su Qi.

Breakfast is meat buns and porridge, both of which are just bought and steaming.

The empty and cold office just now was suddenly filled with warm things, and the steam from the hot water kettle harmed the computer monitor next to it.

The unlucky computer couldn't speak or move, but the owner of the computer was very happy. He squinted his eyes, looked up at Zhenyi below, and signaled——what else do you want to give me?

"Brother Su Qi." Fang Zhenyi said, "If you are sick, just rest in the office - I will take care of them."

"And for the challenge we planned, we will also properly communicate with all the staff involved and complete the task earnestly." Fang Zhenyi said, "I will keep watching, don't worry."

"Okay." Su Qi smiled, "Thanks then."

"If you really want to go out." Fang Zhenyi raised his hand and put a windbreaker of his own on Su Qi's desk, "Wear thicker."

Su Qi looked at Fang Zhenyi, hummed, and then Fang Zhenyi took his brothers out.

Fang Zhenyi is relatively old, so he also knows that it is related to the turnover of the company's personnel, no matter how uncomfortable Su Qi is, he has to go and take a look at it himself.

Su Qi turned over the contents of the breakfast bag, finally coughed twice with his knuckles pressed against his lips, and closed the bag again.

I really have no appetite.

A few minutes later, Su Qi's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll be down right away."

On the other side, Future also arrived at the practice room, Han Jieyu brought out the yoga mat, Lin Yufei helped spread it, and asked Fang Zhenyi: "Brother, you just asked Su Qi to wear thicker clothes, why?"

Lin Yufei asked: "Didn't you let him rest in the office? I put the kettle next to him, so I can stay in the office all day."

Ji An smiled and teased, "What about going to the bathroom?"

This happened to Hua Dian, Lin Yufei opened his mouth, the alarm clock flashed white light, and suddenly realized: "I understand, you asked Su Qige to wear thicker clothes when going to the toilet!"

Future others: "..."

"Cub." Ji An said earnestly, "Brother is also very worried about you now, what should you do if you are kidnapped?"

Lin Yufei: "...don't make fun of me, what do you mean?"

"It means that it is impossible for Brother Su Qi not to keep an eye on this plan. He is the boss, so how can he know which employees are good and which are not?" Gu Qianyang kindly explained to Lin Yufei, "Hey... I think Brother Su Qi is so tired."

The silent Han Jieyu suddenly said, "Brother Su Qi seems to have another company."

"And Brother Su Qi is not in good health." Ji An frowned, "It looks like he is often sick."

Lin Yufei was tongue-tied, trying to smooth his mind, blinking his eyes: "Oh, so I have to wear thick clothes...then what should I do..."

"I don't know anymore..." Gu Qianyang felt a little tired, "We can help with planning and training, but this... It seems that we can't help, can we?"

As Gu Qianyang said, he looked at Fang Zhenyi for help. Fang Zhenyi thought for a while, stretched out his hand to rub Gu Qianyang's broken hair, and smiled: "It's okay, I have a solution."

"What?" Everyone raised their heads and looked at Fang Zhenyi.

Fang Zhenyi showed his mobile phone, and on the screen, it showed that he was making a call: "I'll find someone who can help, but it's fine——Okay, take it easy and warm up by yourself."

When several people were discussing furtively in the practice room, Su Qi happened to walk to the underground parking garage.

In order to respect the person who will be picked up later, Su Qi landed cleanly without adding any clothes or pillows.

So in the cold wind, I shivered slightly.

When Su Qi went down, the car with the right positioning of the AI ​​just drove into the garage, and the time management was seamless.

AI triumphantly in his earphones: "Look, I, a little ordinary time management genius."

"Little genius of time management, why didn't you remember to close the window for me last night, which made me catch a cold in the morning." Su Qi questioned.

"Your windows are too low-level, without an intelligent system." AI said, and his voice even raised a tone, "I am a virtual intelligence, without hands and feet, how can I help you close the windows."

Su Qi had a sore throat, and he didn't bother to argue with this voice. He walked up to the secretary who was waiting in the parking lot early, and opened the door for the secretary in a gentlemanly manner.

Several young people dressed in very hi-ho style were stunned for a moment, only to hear Su said in Chinese: "Hello."

A few people could understand simple Chinese, and replied in Korean: "Hello——are you a company artist?"

Su Qi is wearing a yellow sweater and jeans today, his hair is unkempt, and it is placed obediently on his forehead. He really looks like a young male idol.

The secretary's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Su Qi responded in fluent Korean: "No, I'm the boss of Xingyao. Welcome to China—are you all settled?"

It's the boss!

Several people hurriedly got out of the car, bowed one by one, shook hands with Su Qi, respectfully: "Everything is settled, the house Mr. Ye rented for us is very good."

"That's good." Su Qi said with a smile, "I hope you can get used to living in China - take a good rest so that you can take good care of your students."

It turned out that these were pop music and hip-hop teachers hired by Ye Chishang from South Korea.

Several teachers had worked in big companies or big dance clubs, but even so, they didn't expect that the boss would come to pick them up in person, and they were immediately excited and grateful.

Su Qi has always respected teachers, so he personally went to the garage to pick up the teacher, and then personally sent the teacher to the door of a few children's practice rooms.

Su Qi pushed open the door, and couldn't help laughing—there was a row of people horizontally and vertically in the practice room, forming a big character, and they were doing plank support.

"Please wait a moment." Su Qi said to the teachers.

Su Qi waited quietly for a while, until the alarm clock Fang Zhenyi placed in the middle rang, and he coughed lightly.

Several people lying on the ground suddenly raised their heads, looked towards the door, and then all showed surprised eyes.

Su Qi crossed his arms and stood in front of several internationally renowned great mentors, couldn't help but feel a little proud—surprised or surprised?

Take a look, no matter how strong the team of teachers is, Mr. Su can get you there.

Su Qi raised the corner of his mouth, waiting for someone to praise him. Gu Qianyang reacted the fastest, and frowned exactly in line with Su Qi's reaction: "Brother Su Qi, why didn't you wear a coat when you came out?"

See, compliments can be more... what?

Su Qi blinked and glanced at Gu Qianyang, beside him, Fang Zhenyi frowned in disapproval.

"I have it!" Lin Yufei quickly replied, "I have hot water, brother Su Qi!"

As he spoke, Lin Yufei quickly picked up a bottle of water in front of the mirror and handed it to Su Qi - it was still warm just touching his fingers.

Su Qi's expression was complicated: "I can see it - you will definitely be rejected when you fall in love in the future."

Lin Yufei felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and immediately said, "I am an idol, and idols cannot fall in love!"

Su Qi: "..."

"Little friend, don't say something too early, and take a long-term view." Su Qi rubbed the hot water cup, absorbed the warmth, and said viciously, "For example, now, look out a little, you can't just hold one I."

Hearing Su Qi's words, several people looked out as if waking up from a dream. ! ! ! ! !

Everyone's eyes widened in amazement—a song teacher who worked with 11s company? !

Later, is this real? !

Didn't Su Qi spend a huge sum of money to build a holographic projection screen, so that so many teachers can be projected on the screen? ? ?

Su Qi finally felt better now, he smiled, patted Lin Yufei's stupid head in front of him, and said, "Why don't you hurry up and say hello to Teacher?"

Su Qi took the teachers to their respective classrooms and went around. When discussing the schedule, he found that the teachers did not come from China empty-handed.

In Ye Chishang's employment contract, he signed two original dance songs. Su Qi and Future listened to them and thought they were not bad.

"Otherwise, let's take this new song as a song for the seven-day challenge?" Fang Zhenyi thought for a while after listening to it, and said, "To make a brand new song, there is no ready-made reference. For the STF assessment, it is a test. It will be bigger, and they will be able to examine their skills."

"Yes." Gu Qianyang nodded immediately, "This is good."

"One song for seven days, to the point where you can shoot, are you planning to die of exhaustion?"

Su Qi raised one eyebrow, his voice was calm, but he didn't agree.

"No... Teacher, is there such a possibility?" Fang Zhenyi looked at the teachers.

The accompanying translator translated the conversation just now, and several teachers suddenly realized.

"The part of the song is not very difficult." The pop music teacher said, "I think it should be fine."

Dance teacher: "It may be possible to reduce the difficulty of dancing appropriately—but it will definitely be very hard."

"That's okay!" Lin Yufei said carelessly, "The last thing we fear is hard work!"

"Then try it." The dance teacher rubbed his hands, "It must be fun!"

Time-limited missions and impossible challenges always make people feel blood spurting.

The dance teacher's eyes were shining, and he looked very excited.

Everyone at the scene agreed, so everyone turned to look at Su Qi.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Su Qina and the others have no choice but to say: "Then give it a try, I trust you."

"Then what are you waiting for?!" The dance teacher jumped up immediately, "I'm going to change my clothes, you wait for me in the practice room, listen to the music, and get familiar with the rhythm."

Future entered the practice room, and Su Qi chatted with the remaining two teachers. When he opened the door, he heard the conversation in the opposite practice room covered by music and shoes rubbing against the floor.

"...so handsome!" It was Lin Yufei's voice.

"You don't think I'm aggressive?" Fang Zhenyi asked.

"How could it be?" Ji An said helplessly, "I can totally get what you mean - we have to convince the teacher, and we can't let him think that the artists in this company are idiots that can't be supported by spending money."

Su Qi: "..."

Su Qi smiled, and shook his head helplessly - he almost guessed it.

The seven-day challenge is to prove one's own strength.

Prove to the teacher that the person chosen by Mr. Su in their family is not wrong.

"Boss Su?" The pop music teacher looked up hesitantly when he saw that Su Qi hadn't left for a long time.

"It's nothing." Su Qila opened the door, and the discussion on the other side stopped abruptly, "Then you all have a good rest, I'll go up to deal with business first."

The pop music teacher bid farewell to Su Qi. When Su Qi returned to the office, he found that he was still holding the water bottle that Lin Yufei gave him.

Not too hot, but still a little warm.

Su Qi nestled in the boss's chair, and didn't have the strength to return the water bottle - just now he didn't feel it when he was busy with work, but now that he sat down, he felt dizzy and cold all over.

Su Qi sat for a while, then turned on the computer that he had been steaming for a while, brought up a video interface, then made a cup of coffee with a hot water bottle, wrapped himself in a windbreaker, hugged the square-faced bear, and began to follow the drama in a way status, staring at the video on the computer in a daze.

When Secretary Bai pushed the door and entered, Su Qi just raised his eyelids, and said lazily in a nasal voice: "It's just in time, give this cup to my family, Lin Yufei."

"You can order me as soon as I come, what about the brotherhood?" Secretary Bai couldn't believe it.

"It's working time now. I'm your boss. I only have work and no feelings." Su Qi said, took out a piece of paper, rubbed his nose, raised his eyes, "Why are you here? What's going on over there?"

"No, it's running well." Secretary Bai came over and said casually, "It's your artist who called me. I'm afraid you'll die, so come over and take care of me."

"Can you talk?" Su Qi glared at him, then pushed the breakfast on the table, "I can't eat the breakfast the kid bought for me, so you can warm it up and eat it, don't waste it."

Secretary Bai was holding Lin Yufei's bottle on the table, but when he heard this, he frowned, went around to Su Qi's side, and touched his forehead.

Slightly hot.

"Really uncomfortable?" Secretary Bai said as he saw the coffee on Su Qi's table, his eyebrows twitched, "I'm not feeling well and drink coffee, pour it."

As Secretary Bai said, he really took away the coffee on Su Qi's table, poured it out, washed the cup, grabbed some honey prepared by Secretary Qiao, made a glass of water and threw it to Su Qi.

Su Qi looked at the microwaved honey water on the table, and couldn't help but be filled with emotion: "Bai Yu'an, you are becoming more and more like my daughter—a sweet little padded jacket."

"Climb. Don't take advantage of your father and me." Secretary Bai frowned coldly, and accurately grabbed the plan written by Future on the table, opened it and glanced at it, and got a general idea, "So what we need to watch now is Everyone's work situation, and then make an analysis report for you, right?"

"almost."

"Understood." Secretary Bai closed the plan book, "Take a good rest, I'll go down and supervise the work for you."

"No need, girl, you can just eat a steamed stuffed bun with peace of mind." Su Qi said, "I've been watching it all the time."

"...Where are you watching?"

Su Qi pointed to the computer screen and motioned Secretary Bai to watch it for himself.

Secretary Bai frowned and looked over. On the screen, there were several men with strange styles wearing vests, running under the setting sun - Japanese anime, "Strong Wind Blows".

"Don't look at me." Su Qi noticed his eyes, "Look to the right."

It was only then that Secretary Bai noticed that the right side was not a computer background, but a real-time fluctuating statistical chart, with the names of every employee in the company on the statistical chart, and on it, the progress bar of the task each of them was responsible for.

In the lower right corner, there is also a pudding dog that looks silly and occasionally jumps out, reminding Su Qi that someone's progress is almost zero, that someone's progress exceeds the average level, and so on.

"……what is this?"

This is a statistical data map made by AI by analyzing the working conditions of employees captured by multiple cameras in the company and the working conditions of internal computers.

Compared with people going to the scene to stare at this kind of statistical chart one by one, making statistics and reporting by themselves, it is better in terms of efficiency and accuracy.

Needless to say the efficiency, its accuracy rate is about 70.00%. Combined with the observation of the personnel department in the past few days, it is completely enough for Su Qi to judge who can stay in the company and who can leave immediately.

Su Qi looked at Secretary Bai and smiled mysteriously: "This is——a commercial secret."

Secretary Bai who listened attentively: "..."

"However." Su Qi said again, "You are my confidant, so I can tell you a little more."

Secretary Bai, who straightened up just now, turned his ear to the side again, with a focused expression.

Su Qi approached Secretary Bai's ear, and said softly, "This is a business secret related to Ye Chishang."

Secretary Bai: "..."

Secretary Bai: "No more?"

Su Qi smiled: "It's gone."

"Hehe." Secretary Bai grabbed Lin Yufei's water glass on the table and sneered, "I think it's a business secret related to Xiu Enai."

With the help of AI, and Secretary Bai also came over, Su Qi boldly chased the fan in the office for a whole day, and in the afternoon, he quietly looked at the old materials of his idol.

Everyone who reads it will be recited, it is extremely sad.

At night, everyone in the company left in a hurry. Before leaving get off work, Su Qi collected today's information, and circled some employees who were about to be dismissed. After finishing writing to be determined, he continued reading.

Su Qi's pen moved down and stopped next to the names of several employees whose work progress was zero today.

In fact, it has been seven days since the challenge, and no matter how much you try to fish, the water will not be so muddy. Therefore, the employees with zero progress all belong to the same department - the External Relations Department.

They have no external advertisements to negotiate, no tasks, so no progress, and no ability to see their work.

According to the plan given by future, the assessment of the external relations department only relies on virtual foreign exchange simulation assessment.

Su Qi is going to find any company he has invested in, and borrow the Propaganda Department to connect with Wailian—which company should he choose?

Su Qi was about to ask AI to help him find a suitable company when his phone rang.

Caller ID - Ye Chishang.

"Hello." Su Qi answered the phone, his cheeks were a little hot, and his voice was soft as he pressed it against the table.

"Why is your voice hoarse?" Ye Chishang asked, "Are you sick?"

"No." Su Qi looked at the hot water bottle next to him, lying and not writing drafts, "It's just a little water."

"What's the matter? Have you encountered any troubles at work?" Ye Chishang chuckled, "Tell me——before I tell you, I'll confirm an itinerary with you."

"Well, what?"

"My company's publicity department will officially launch an advertising invitation to Xingyao tomorrow-a small cooperation. When we cooperate, our HR will help evaluate and score. Let's try to see how good your external relations department is."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Chishang didn't know if he had passed through a vent. Amidst the whistling wind, his voice was warm and powerful, and he said: "The loopholes in the assessment in your little friend's planning book, my big friend, help me Make it up, okay?"