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

"Are you an intern sick? Why do you order me?" Pang Rulan was completely angry, "Oh wait, are you a fan? Is it a big deal for fans to join the company? Will fans change the fact that they are in a mess?"

"President Su?!" Before Pang Rulan finished speaking, Secretary Qiao Zheng's terrified voice sounded, "Pang Rulan? Are you crazy?! Why are you talking to President Su?!"

"Secretary Qiao, I just - wait, you said... Su... President Su?" Pang Rulan opened her eyes wide in horror.

"You... Hello, can you help me open the door?" Outside the door, a boy carrying a backpack, a trendy shirt, and Martin boots looked at the scene blankly, "I'm here today to apply for a job. Li Shuyu—err..."

Li Shuyu glanced at the scene and thought that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he jumped over the gate and covered his eyes: "Everyone continue, my family inherited, I was born deaf and blind, I didn't hear anything, I didn't see anything."

The blind and deaf man accurately found the elevator and rushed to the floor where the personnel were located.

Su Qi was distracted by this scene, calmed down a bit, stopped looking at Pang Rulan, and just asked Qiao Zheng, "Does this monitor have sound?"

Qiao Zheng: "Boss Su, with me, after the company was stolen last time, Liu...Liu Rui upgraded this place."

"Then I don't have anything to talk to her about." Su Qi turned around and left, "You send me the front desk monitoring this morning on WeChat, and I can watch it myself."

Qiao Zheng acted quickly and found surveillance for Su Qi before Su Qi held the shareholder meeting.

She went through it in advance, and was terrified to see it. In the end, she just bit the bullet and gave it to Su Qi.

Su Qi watched the morning surveillance in the new office. He pressed pause several times during the short few minutes of the video. Finally, he didn't finish watching it and threw away the phone.

Qiao Zheng was terrified, and poured a glass of water for Su Qi: "Boss Su...have some tea, don't be angry..."

Su Qi raised his head and smiled: "I'm not angry, what's the next itinerary?"

"At ten o'clock soon, that... small meeting room shareholders' meeting." Qiaozheng cautiously asked, "Do you want to cancel it?"

"Of course not." Su Qi stood up, straightened his clothes, "Let's go."

When Su Qi left the office, his face was still cold. When he reached the small conference room, his expression had completely adjusted. The moment he entered, everyone immediately stood up to greet him.

Su Qi went straight to the most important position at the front and sat down.

The morning light came in from the window, illuminating the area between Su Qi's brows, making him look confident and powerful.

Su Qi clasped his hands and smiled: "Hello everyone, I am the newest controlling shareholder of Shining Star. Su Qi is very happy to meet you all."

"I don't like nonsense." Su Qi opened the concise t, and said to everyone below, "The secretary of the meeting has sent everyone, I will start the meeting according to the rules."

Su Qi didn't need anyone else to preside over the meeting, so he pushed forward neatly.

Su Qi's ability and vision are beyond the reach of the shareholders of this small company. In 10 minutes of the meeting, he finished talking about the issues that took half a day to clarify before, and he was plain and straightforward without any pee.

All shareholders have to admire.

"Next, let me introduce to you the future development of the company..."

Su Qigang was about to talk about the most important thing of this meeting, but suddenly felt ice on the back of his hand. He frowned, raised his head, and saw Pang Rulan holding a glass of Strawberry Frappuccino in his hand, his beautiful eyes were full of caution.

It seems that the three words "please forgive me" are written all over it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Su." Pang Rulan said, "Forgive me, those words were out of my mind..."

"Take it out." Su Qi didn't even look at her, and said coldly, "During working hours, please pay attention to your behavior."

"Besides, there is no such thing as speaking with no intentions in the world, there is only such a thing as mantra after drinking." Su Qi didn't even lift his eyelids, "Someone put it on your neck and forced you to say it?"

Su Qi turned the page of t and asked, "Are you still going out?"

In the small conference room, a group of people stared at Pang Rulan. Pang Rulan was so embarrassed that she couldn't stay any longer and ran out.

The meeting continues, after advancing a charter, there is a 2-minute break, and everyone drinks some water.

In front of Su Qi was an expensive cup of expensive tea, but he didn't want to drink it.

He wants to drink strawberry milk.

He Fengting is limited to [-] cups.

Su Qi closed his eyes, trying to have a dream in these 2 minutes - dreams can have everything.

Just as Su Qi closed his eyes, he heard a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes and saw Secretary Qiao coming in with a paper bag, on which were printed the three big characters of He Feng Ting.

"...?" Su Qi looked up suspiciously.

"It was sent by Mr. Ye called Ye Chishang." Secretary Qiao explained with a smile, "He said that he was afraid of disturbing you, so he left a message on WeChat."

"Oh?" Su Qi said, "OK, thank you."

Secretary Qiao took the paper bag and went out with a smile. Seeing that she was gone, Su Qi picked up her phone and checked WeChat.

Ye Chishang: [If you go to the new company today, I will send it directly to Xingyao. 】

Ye Chishang: 【I hope you have a good day. 】

"Hope you have a good day."

These days, in addition to kindergarten children, there are people who wish others a happy day.

Su Qi smiled and shook his head, but his mood brightened instantly.

He raised his glass, took a sip, and squinted his eyes like a cat—it was sweet and delicious, and it was indeed his favorite drink.

Strawberry milk brought Su Qi's mood back a bit. It took him two hours to efficiently complete the handover of the shareholders.

In the afternoon, Su Qi convened a staff meeting—except for artists and teachers, all of them attended.

The meeting was held in the large conference room, but the capacity of the conference room was not enough at the beginning. When everyone entered, it seemed a bit crowded.

Pang Rulan slipped in last, squeezing by the door, trying not to be obvious, to prevent Su Qi from seeing him.

At 02:30, the door of the meeting room was closed, and Su Qi started the meeting.

He is young, handsome, and has a witty and humorous speech. He made the employees laugh with a few words.

At the beginning, I was worried that an employee who would not get along with the boss would have a good conversation with him, and my hanging heart was slowly let go.

The exchange meeting lasted for more than half an hour. In the quiet corridor, a few boys in sportswear quickly ran over.

Then, several people leaned on the door of the meeting room in the form of stacking arhats.

"Pang Rulan only in the morning...wouldn't that be too good?" a person asked.

"She said she won't let me watch it, so let me watch it! The boss doesn't want money, so I can watch it for free." Gouyan Lin Yufei, the dog at the bottom, said, "Wow—the new boss is so handsome!"

"That's right." Ji An, who was on top of him wearing glasses, was very gentle, and nodded approvingly, "And being handsome is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he is so rich that he can buy Xingyao."

"I wonder if the new boss is good?" Han Jieyu was very tall, with long hands and feet, and it was a little difficult to hook his waist.

"How could it be better than Liu Rui?" Lin Yufei said, "It's even worse than him..."

"Then tell me..." Gu Qianyang, who had never said a word, looked at Su Qi with a slightly sad look, and asked in a low voice, "Can he bring Fang Team back?"

As soon as the boy said this, there was an eerie silence outside the door.

In the end, Han Jieyu patted Gu Qianyang's head lightly, and Lin Yufei opened the door a little: "Forget it, let's listen to what he said."

It's okay not to open the door. Pang Rulan, who was sitting by the door, immediately noticed several people.

Pang Rulan glanced at several people in disgust, got up, and slammed the door directly.

The boy outside the door: "..."

On the stage, Su Qi stopped his words and looked towards Pang Rulan.

All the people turned their heads following Su Qi, and looked at Pang Rulan standing by the door.

"I..." Pang Rulan was tongue-tied.

"Why are you closing the door?" Su Qi said indifferently.

"You open the door. Some things are family scandals, but you are not afraid of publicizing them. Is there anything you can't let others hear?"

Su Qi thought for a while and said, "I believe that, in fact, you all have seen what I'm wearing today - the company's first version of cultural shirt, I am a veritable fan boss."

"Future is not famous, but some things have nothing to do with fame. They are unique in my heart." Su Qi continued, "I am very happy to know them, so I came here."

An employee below who didn't know the truth of the matter showed a little smile and looked at Su Qi.

"But I'm afraid that not everyone in the company cherishes them." Su Qi said, "Those who don't cherish them and feel that they are not worth it, in fact, it doesn't matter, it's just that they don't agree with each other."

The more Su Qi spoke, the more serious he became.

The person who was smiling just now suppressed the smile back.

Su Qi finally said: "So, you have been expelled—Miss Pang Rulan, Miss Yan Ying."

In an instant, the entire conference room was silent.

When Su Qi wasn't smiling, he looked very dignified, and there was coercion in his voice.

Not to mention the people in the conference room, even the few children standing outside trembled slightly in fright.

"Zhan Qing." Su Qi glanced at the participants, and casually called names, "Go through the process, I hope to complete the dismissal process for the two of them within three days."

The entire meeting was silent, and Zhan Qing, who had just been named, sat on a chair and looked at Su Qi blankly.

"You're not a human being?" Su Qi raised his eyebrows, "Did I remember wrong?"

"No." Zhan Qing quickly stood up, "I am."

"Why do you fire me?!" Pang Rulan screamed and interrupted the two of them, "Is it just based on your personal preferences?! We signed a labor contract, and I didn't violate the company's articles of association!"

"is it?"

Su Qi didn't even look at Pang Rulan who was looking at him with anger, and lowered his head to tap his computer lightly.

The t with the four words "Future Outlook" just now changed suddenly, and a t filled with more than two dozen surveillance videos was played simultaneously.

In the screen, Pang Rulan and Yan Ying are talking happily; in the upper left corner, the date is from the beginning of this month to today, one per day, and there is no vacancy.

"Chapter 5 and seventeen of the company's articles of association, those who leave their posts without authorization for more than three times during working hours can be dismissed and punished." Su Qi pressed the pause button, "Or am I——remembered wrong again?"

Su Qi's voice was cold and indifferent, like a winter wind, instantly blowing Pang Rulan down on the chair, gasping for breath.

That's right, Su Qi remembered correctly.

This is indeed what was written in the company's articles of association. She, Yan Ying, and many people in the company did violate the rules.

But—so what? !

Who is not a company that enters with enthusiasm?Who doesn't dedicate their youth for a goal? !

It was the group of artistes in this company who failed to live up to their expectations and became popular, which drained her vigor in vain!

blame -

Pang Rulan was full of tears and looked at Su Qi, but Su Qi didn't look at her at all.

"Okay, that's the end of the episode. I hope everyone can love our artists from now on—don't treat them as tools and commodities. Protect them seriously, treat them well, and move towards a bright future together."

"The meeting continues."

After the meeting ended, Su Qi watched all the employees leave the meeting room, and he was the last one to go out.

Just as she walked out, she saw Pang Rulan crying outside.

"President Su, I really know I was wrong." Pang Rulan cried, "Really, give me another chance, okay?"

Pang Rulan wanted to pull Su Qi's hand, but Su Qi reacted quickly and took a step back.

Pang Rulan failed to pull his hand, and the clothes on his chest fell apart—the buttons were deliberately pulled open.

It was clear at a glance what she was going to do.

"That's how you know it's wrong?" Su Qi shook his head, "Pang Rulan, the company is not the only one who knows that this is a blind spot for monitoring."

Pang Rulan was slightly taken aback.

"After I found out about this, I immediately installed surveillance here." Su Qi raised his finger coldly and pointed to the top of his head, "Look there, all the conversations we had just now were recorded in it."

Pang Rulan bit her lip and stared at Su Qi resentfully.

"But forget it, I can understand your anger." Su Qi said, "Because I didn't intend to let you go."

Only then did Pang Rulan lose his mind, and asked hoarsely, "What do you mean...?"

“You don’t think they’re enough, ‘You’re not going to get a job at any company that my money and my friend’s money gets into from today on. "

"Do it yourself."

Su Qi threw Pang Rulan on the corridor, turned a corner, and sighed exhausted physically and mentally.

Su Qi thought for a while and called Qiao Zheng.

Qiao Zheng answered in seconds: "Boss Su?"

"Excuse me, when will I meet the artist?" Su Qi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"It's seven o'clock in the evening, after their dance class and before their acting class." Qiao Zheng hesitated, "That President Su... Actually, they should cooperate with your time."

"No need." Su Qi said.

"..." Qiao Zheng thought for a while, "Okay, your dinner is in the office for you."

"Thank you."

After Su Qi finished speaking, he hung up the phone and walked up the stairwell.

He walked very slowly, having a meeting all day, and dealing with such a superb job, he was really tired and fell apart.

Just as Su Qi reached the platform between the second and third floors, he stopped suddenly.

At this point in time...future should be taking dance lessons?

stage!live!

Doesn't this look like a human? !

Su Qi solemnly declares that he is definitely not peeking - can peeking at idols be called peeking? !That's charging!

Definitely look no further!One glance!Just a billion eyes!

Su Qi walked down the stairs carefully, but just as he reached the third and second floors, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

He heard footsteps and conversations from downstairs.

He is very familiar with the voice of the conversation, the young man's voice is clear, it is the cubs of the combination he likes.

Su Qi lay on the railing, looked down from the handrail of the stairs, and saw the four teenagers from the old future carrying a huge bouquet of flowers, walking up.

The flowers exude a pleasant smell, which can be smelled across several floors.

One of the teenagers asked: "Do you think... the new boss will like the gift we gave?"