Reborn you idiot

In the general manager's office, Zhou Li was dressed in a neat black suit, standing behind Xiao Jungu with her arms crossed.

And Xiao Jungu was wearing glasses, looking at the computer screen seriously, and a Youku video was playing on it.

Zhou Li had already seen it once, and now, looking at it again, she still couldn't help but say what she said from the bottom of her heart: "Boss, this is too surprising. If he wasn't Zhang Weidong, I would have signed him even if he chased him to the ends of the earth."

Xiao Jun still kept his eyes on the computer, and teased her: "Who ever said that we will never bring newcomers in the future?"

Zhou Li was a little embarrassed. At the beginning, Xiao Jun had hand-picked her to be Zhang Weidong's manager. To her, it was just an imperial order.She raised her chin, resumed her customary professional image, and curled her lips: "That's because there are no newcomers worthy of me."

Xiao Jungu then chuckled lightly.

Zhou Li heard the pride in Xiao Jungu's laughter, so she took another step and observed his expression carefully from a different angle.She saw the corners of Xiao Jungu's eyes turned up, obviously with a faint smile, so she felt confident.

When the video finished playing, Zhou Li seized the opportunity and couldn't wait to say: "Boss, I want to..."

Xiao Jungu leaned back, turned around with his chair, and interrupted her in a calm manner: "From now on, Zhang Weidong will suspend all work for violating the contract and accept internal punishment from the company. Zhou Li, wait Go to the administration department and tell them to send the notice."

Zhou Li froze, looked at Xiao Jungu in a daze, and said softly after a long time: "I see."

Five minutes later, she closed the door and left the office, recalling Xiao Jun's gentle but indifferent face, with mixed emotions.

Xiao Jun therefore asked her to come here on purpose, and told her clearly, don't make any claims!

At this time, she finally understood why Zhang Weidong was depressed. Who wouldn't feel aggrieved after this matter changed?

Entering the entertainment industry, no one wants to show their ambitions and become famous. If they don't have real materials, that's all.Zhou Li sighed involuntarily while walking towards the administration department. She is a rare talent, but unfortunately she is not lucky.

After Zhang Weidong received the company's notice, he was silent for a long time, and the last thing he could say was one word: "Fuck!"

He was suspended from his job, but he was not able to relax because of this, Xiao Jun therefore arranged for him several tutors, who specially trained him in acting skills, social etiquette, dancing, etc., except for music.Zhang Weidong also resigned himself to his fate, playing games during break time and dozing off during class time, otherwise what else could he do?

For him, the days without music are not much different from before the suspension, and he gets by.

But after a phone call with Duhu, the mood was completely different.

Du Hu said on the phone: "Did you offend someone? You just gained some popularity, and it was immediately hidden. In today's online world, there are so many new things happening every day. It won't take long before there will be no People miss you any more, this trick is really fucking bad!"

Zhang Weidong was helpless: "After all, I violated the contract first."

"Bullshit! Why don't you understand? Since you have not harmed the company's interests, you have saved company resources, and you have gained a reputation based on your personal ability alone, the company should be more than happy! Even if you are punished internally, you can also issue a warning letter matter, but what about now? It is obvious that they want to kill you and prevent you from having any chance to stand out!"

Zhang Weidong really didn't understand, but he was not a fool, he just deliberately didn't think things too clearly.

But in Dumb's indignant words, everything couldn't be more clear, and the fact that made him worry was just presented in front of him nakedly.

Whether he breached his contract or not, he never had access to music, that's the truth.

Zhang Weidong closed his eyes, and heard the sound of his heart bleeding, tick, tick...

The next day, Zhang Weidong was so murderous that he pushed the female secretary away and rushed into the office.

He supported the table with both hands, leaned forward, and asked in a vicious voice: "Mr. Xiao, what do you mean!"

Xiao Junso took the time to sign the last document, then opened the drawer, slapped a piece of notification paper in front of him, and said coldly: "Don't you know how to read? You are becoming more and more unruly." , broke in without notification, what kind of words."

Zhang Weidong swept away the clutter on the desk, and pointed to the people behind him: "I'm asking you, what's the matter with these people? They even follow them to the bathroom! Damn! Do you think I'm a prisoner?"

Behind him, there are two statue-like bodyguards, wearing black clothes and black trousers, tall, straight and expressionless.

Xiao Jun raised his eyelids, looked at the two bodyguards and the bewildered female secretary, and said, "Go out first."

The person Zhang Weidong refused to leave no matter how hard he chased him just now retreated immediately.

Zhang Weidong suppressed his anger, waiting for Xiao Jungu to give an explanation, but he didn't know that the other party started typing on the keyboard as if he didn't exist.

"Xiao Jungu!" Zhang Weidong pulled up the entire desktop computer screen with all his strength, and smashed it on the bookcase together with the wires, grinning: "What the hell do you want? Tell me! What do you want?" ? Do you have to force me to death!"

So Xiao Jun had no choice but to stop what he was doing, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyebrows: "Don't get excited, sit down and talk, do you want some tea?"

Zhang Weidong was really convinced by this man, he didn't even know what to do with Xiao Jungu, he sat down on the office chair, pulled at the collar of his shirt, and gasped for breath.Seeing that he was obedient, Mr. Xiao picked up the white porcelain cup on his left, tested the temperature, and then pushed it in front of Zhang Weidong, like treating a child who is having a temper tantrum.

After that, there was only silence in the office...

Zhang Weidong scratched his knees with his nails through his jeans: "Mr. Xiao, I just want to ask you, do you want to piss off those people or not?"

"No." Xiao Jun paused for a moment, then looked at him calmly: "You violated the rules of the game, now I have the final say."

Facing his gaze, Zhang Weidong was so angry that he couldn't even speak, the hatred in his heart was rising, every nerve was tense, his heroic facial features were distorted, and a voice in his heart was shouting - kill !kill him!kill this man!

Zhang Weidong put his trembling fist to his mouth and bit it down!

He closed his eyes tightly and persuaded his heart rationally: don't be impulsive, he is not worthy, he is not worthy, and it is not worth ruining yourself for this kind of person.

Reason and emotion were in a fierce battle, Zhang Weidong bit harder and harder, blood stained the white front teeth red.

Xiao Jun so downcast, grabbed his wrist, and said in a cold voice, "Let go!"

Zhang Weidong took a sip hard, slipped his Adam's apple, swallowed the salty liquid, slightly quenched his restless anger, and loosened his teeth.

He felt that his situation was like a prey in a cage, and he had always been like that, but Xiao Jungu now made the cage smaller, leaving him no room to turn around.It's so uncomfortable!Knowing that Xiao Jun is punishing him and warning him, but he can't resist at all...

This is Xiao Jun's old method, he doesn't need to say it clearly, but others can understand his intention spontaneously and consciously.

Zhang Weidong stood up disheartened, turned around without looking at Xiao Jungu.

"Dongzi." Jun Xiao called out to stop him: "I still have half an hour to get off work, and we will go have dinner together later."

Zhang Weidong turned his head and stared at Xiao Jungu fiercely: "No..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because Mr. Xiao was holding a desk calendar, tapping on today's day with his fingertips——Friday!

This day was circled by him with a red pen, and Zhang Weidong was shocked when he saw it, as if it was like a rope wrapped around his neck!

After a while, Xiao Jungu dialed the internal number and asked the secretary to bring in the medicine box, then pushed Zhang Weidong to the sofa, squatted aside and gave him medicine to stop the bleeding.Involuntarily, Zhang Weidong felt a little terrified. Why did Xiao Jun deliberately tick off today?When he started writing, what was he thinking about?

Zhang Weidong lowered his eyelids, looking at the seriously bandaged face, his heart was in a mess.

Xiao Jun said to eat together, Zhang Weidong thought that according to the usual practice, he would go to a high-end and quiet restaurant, but he did not expect to make an exception today.

He was standing on the street of the village in the city, and in front of him was a grocery store with a simple environment and a lot of people.

At this moment, he seems to have traveled through time, the greasy table, the short wooden round stool, the window filled with all kinds of offal, and the aroma that makes the index finger move around - all of this suddenly seems like a dream , as if bringing him back to his student days.

The proprietress is also as fat and thick as before, but there are more white silk in her hair and more lines on her face.

Xiao Junso glanced at the menu posted on the wall, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat? As usual?"

Zhang Weidong nodded slightly, looked around nostalgicly, and put away his sharpness for the time being.

Xiao Jun raised his chin and said, "Two bowls of rice noodles with beef offal soup, big bowls, less oil, no chopped green onion."

The proprietress quickly took notes on a piece of paper, looked at the two well-dressed men, turned around and sat down at the cashier counter.

There is a high school near this store, and there are so many new students and graduates every year that the proprietress has long forgotten them.

The beef offal noodles were quickly brought up by the waiter. The bowl was as big as a basin, and the appearance was as bad as ever. The white rice noodles even hung on the edge of the bowl, wobbling and dripping with soup.Xiao Junso picked up the disposable wooden chopsticks, transferred all the beef tendon from his own bowl to the other's bowl, and then picked up the tripe from the other's bowl. He knew that Zhang Weidong didn't like this, because he thought it had a strong fishy smell.

The two faced each other, eating and drinking with their heads buried in their mouths - no way, noodle soup is not a refined food in the first place.

It was very rare that they finished their meal in peace, which made Xiao Jungu smile wryly when he wiped his mouth.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it gets dark after a while.

On the way back, Zhang Weidong looked at the scene outside the car window, reluctant to part.

He used to desperately want to go to high places, get out of the village in the city, break free from the shackles of poverty and secularism, and spread his wings to soar.

But he also felt that he was stupid. If he didn't have so many unreachable dreams and was willing to be ordinary, he might be happier.

But he is not reconciled, even now!