President of Chuancheng Entertainment

The huge office is still so tidy and uncluttered.But the reception area is composed of long and single leather sofas and tan solid wood tables, and there are sweets and various snacks on the tables.

In the extremely rational black and white style space, the colorful packaging bags are a bit abrupt.

His table was on the right hand side after entering the door. Song Yu sat on that soft chair, and carefully placed a hard cushion with simple patterns behind his waist. Sitting on the chair, he could see the whole world outside the French window just by looking up. The bright and clean sky and the slowly moving white clouds, as well as his brother's stern and focused side face, the slender eyelashes on the drooping eyes are like fluttering butterflies about to fly, and the outline is clear and handsome.

As if he had encountered something unsatisfactory, his two saber eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his slightly thin lips were also pursed at a cruel angle.

Song Yu reluctantly looked away, casually glanced at the introductory stock trading book with a strange title in his hand, which can teach you how to use a hundred methods to become a stock god, make a fortune, go to life and marry Bai Fumei at the top.

Its content is just the simplest stock market concept and some simple and easy-to-learn methods for predicting the trend of stocks. These things have long been in Song Yu's mind, but why haven't you seen him successfully reach the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei?

"Song Yu, give this document to Chen Lian." Xi Yan raised a transparent folder in his hand and shook it at him.

Song Yu stopped turning over the book with his right hand, walked to Xi Yan's desk in a leisurely manner, took the folder, "Well, I see." He turned around and walked out of the office.

As a result, before he could take a few steps, he was blocked by several people.

Song Yu saw that it was the few female staff in professional attire who had taunted him a few days ago, saying that he could freely enter and leave the president's office only by his relationship, not his strength.

He thinks that he has no rivals in terms of professionalism, let alone argue with these small staff who are incompetent.However, he did come to Xi's to fool around with his relationship, which is indeed true.

So he didn't plan to take care of these strange women who were idle and had fun blocking others, and prepared to pass by with a cold face.

In the end, he heard a female voice: "Song Sanshao, don't go!" Then the aisle was completely blocked, and he had to give up the idea of ​​ignoring the person in front of him and walking straight through.

Song Yu tilted his head slightly, with impatience in his eyes, "What do you want?"

He can ignore the calm gossip and forgive some bad words that are about to pop out of his mouth, but it doesn't mean that he can understand these behaviors and let them grow.

Seeing Song Yu's expressionless face and slightly restrained indifferent eyes, the woman who was the leader who stopped him was like a light on his back, and his hands and feet were trembling.

After all, what is in front of me is the most unrestrained, proud and arrogant young master of the Xi family. While thinking about it, he also remembered the slanderous and slanderous words and bad words of the past few days. His eyes wandered and he dared not look at each other. Goodie bags, consider whether to keep stopping people.

As a result, the sisters behind saw that she was motionless, and they didn't dare to stay outside the president's office for too long, so they had to push her away and stepped forward to speak with a smile.

This appearance made Song Yu suspect that the purpose of this group of people was not pure, didn't they come to find fault?

"Song Sanshao, these things are for you." The woman in business attire with a high ponytail said with a smile as she insisted on stuffing the gift bag into Song Yu's hand, "Please, Song Sanshao Take care of my Yan Lang."

"Why did you send me? Who is Yan Lang?"

Song Yu looked at the gift bag in his hand inexplicably, the packaging was exquisite and beautiful, and it seemed that he had put his heart into preparing it.It's really not rewarding for nothing, no matter what he said, he would never accept a gift from a woman for nothing.

When the girl in business attire with the high ponytail heard this, the perfect expression on her face cracked a bit...

Yan Lang's young fans all know that his idol is an artist under "SYU" who has the best star-making ability and resources and contacts in the entertainment industry.However, as the president, Song Yu is extremely eccentric. He once used the most abundant resources to make the actor Chu Jingyan popular and the actor Xia Chen who is now in the limelight.If he is appreciated by him, the coffee position will be like a rocket to climb up!

In order to allow your idol to get better opportunities and resources, forcibly Amway your idol is a good opportunity to leave a deep impression.

"Yan Lang, the singer who won the championship in the talent show of 'SYU' and debuted as No.1. Voice evaluation: like the wind blowing jade, cool and agile." She paused and was about to continue, "I once released a single ..."

According to her description, Song Yu did think of this young and handsome artist with a cool voice and good singing, but she really couldn't remember the name.

"I hope Song Sanshao can see Yan Lang's hard work, and let him have a bigger stage to show himself!"

It is common for people in the circle to compete for resources, but Song Sanshao in the past has always adhered to a series of styles that are absolutely unfair and just.

Countless good seedlings are buried in this messy atmosphere, and it is no wonder that some fans are anxious for their idols, hoping that through him, they can take a shortcut and canvass for their own family.

"Well, I know who it is, and I'll think about what programs he can try." Song Yu nodded, agreeing.

The other fans who kept silent at the side saw that Song Sanshao, who had a bad temper in the rumors, agreed to them gently, and felt that the rumors were unbelievable for a while.

He wanted to say a few words for his idol even more restlessly, and the gift bag and spittle flew together for a while, and the scene was even more chaotic.

"Who said your house is No. 1 in ancient costumes? You really know how to put gold on your face!"

"Damn it, don't squeeze me, you are the one behind me."

"Song Sanshao, that Yan Lang's singing is not as good as my family's, I am..."

"What did you say again?!"

"..."

Song Yu looked at the intellectual modern women in professional attire who were getting louder and arguing amidst the chaos.

I sighed, all the artists are so charming, fans are everywhere!