The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day 220

The Jiang family suddenly seemed to have cleared up after the rain these few days, especially those employees in Jiang Xunchuan's company, who felt it directly - the boss ordered milk tea for them every day!

"Have you negotiated a big deal?"

"It must be! I didn't see the boss smiling every day."

"Great, this year's year-end awards must be indispensable!"

"Boss is so kind. I drink a cup of milk tea every day. I saw it last time when I was in the mall. A cup costs forty or fifty!"

"So expensive?"

Immediately, a group of clock-in office workers who only paid dead wages changed their eyes and looked at the afternoon tea filled at the front desk with reverence.One day is half a month's wages for their little ones?

"The boss is so generous!"

"The boss is mighty!"

——In fact, milk tea is only the little secretary's favorite drink. After Jiang Xunchuan found out by accident, he bought a cup every day to please the little secretary.In the past two days, the mood is very good, the whole world is celebrating, the rain and dew are evenly covered, and the distribution will stop for a week.

"It's great, my brother doesn't have nightmares anymore." The silly brother saw his secretary coming in with a stack of documents, and he couldn't wait to share it with the other party.

"When I came in half an hour ago, you shared the good news with me." Yan Ke glanced at the other party speechlessly, then glanced at Jiang Xunchuan's desktop, his face sank, "Similarly, half an hour ago , the document spread out on your desk is also the same."

Jiang Xunchuan: "..."

"By the way, Yan Ke, today's milk tea has just arrived. I brought it in for you without ice and sugar." Jiang Xunchuan immediately changed the subject, got up and brought the milk tea prepared for the secretary, One cup every day.

——He doesn't even remember what his ex-girlfriend likes to drink, but now, in order to please the little secretary, he even remembers such a meticulous little hobby.

Brother Jiang bowed a handful of bitter tears for himself, and he used the secretary he invited with blood and tears.

Yan Ke glanced at the milk tea in front of him with complicated eyes, and then at the pleasing young master of the Jiang family who looked like a pug dog. He squinted his eyes and warned: "I hope this is not because you are slacking off at work to please me."

"No! Of course not!" The eldest brother of the Jiang family denied it. He felt that the eyes of his little secretary hidden behind the glasses were examining him, which made him feel a sense of crisis. He immediately put on a full smile and looked at the little secretary. "These are company benefits, Yan Ke, you help me with so many things every day, what's the point if I prepare you a cup of milk tea?"

Yan Ke raised his eyebrows and looked at the young master of the Jiang family who was full of flattery and did not look like a boss at all. After being quiet for two seconds, he said slowly, "That's really great, thank you for your generosity and consideration."

The president, who was trying to clear his mind and was afraid of being read out by the secretary, smiled all over his face: "Yan Ke, put down the document, I'll read it later."

"You'd better finish reading it right away. You'll be off work in half an hour, if you still want to get home on time." The little secretary was stern.

Jiang Xunchuan: "..." QAQ

He looked at the stack of official documents that had been piled up. He really didn't know how he could be so lazy and fish for fish. He didn't seem to do anything, and he wasted all his time in a day?

The young master is suffering.He is an innovative talent, and the boring thing of handling official documents is killing him.

Half an hour later, Yan Ke went back to the office to get the documents, and saw the young master who was full of vigor and smile half an hour ago, sitting at the desk like a dead salted fish.

The little secretary paused, it was time to work overtime.

The little secretary turned his head and was about to leave, but he heard the voice of the young master of the Jiang family again, his nose burst into tears, and the listener shed tears and the hearer was sad:

"Mingming, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

The little secretary who was forced to listen to the president's voice: "..."

Jiang Xunchuan cautiously glanced at Yan Ke who was standing at the door with his back turned to him from the corner of his eye. Seeing that the other party wanted to turn around, he quickly withdrew his gaze and stared at the official document in front of him wholeheartedly. The aura of dead salted fish.

Yan Ke: "..."

"How many documents are there?" Yan Ke walked back to Jiang Xunchuan and asked.

Jiang Xunchuan's eyes lit up, and he said immediately: "You have dealt with all the urgent documents, and there are only some unimportant ones left..."

"There are no files that don't matter." Yan Ke interrupted with a frown.

Jiang Xunchuan immediately changed his words: "There are only less urgent ones left."

Yan Ke pursed his lips, looked at the poor young master of the Jiang family in front of him, and said dryly after a while: "You can deal with this tomorrow..." At worst, he can forget about working overtime, and he will definitely ask the personnel to pay three times the overtime pay.

Jiang Xunchuan stood up suddenly, and hugged Yan Ke fiercely: "Great! Then I'll go first! Yan Ke, you should get off work earlier, don't worry about work."

Yan Ke pulled out a smirk: "If my boss wasn't so keen on fishing, then I would be very happy to leave work on time."

Jiang Xunchuan choked, and touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly: "Tomorrow, I will definitely finish everything."

"I hope you will do what you say."

Young Master Jiang left work as if he had run away, feeling a little ashamed.

When we got home, everyone was already here, and the Zhong family came over for dinner.

Jiang Yiming would not say that he hadn't seen Rapunzel for a few days, so he found an excuse to invite the Zhong family to have a meal.

"Brother, have you... been caught on your neck?" Jiang Yiming stared at his elder brother's neck, a fresh bloodstain was particularly noticeable.

Jiang Xunchuan touched his neck when he heard the words, his face turned dark: "I met a crazy woman in the parking lot, it's okay."

When he was picking up his car after get off work, a woman popped out. He knew her, a starlet. He had met and drank a few times before, but that was all.

I just don't know why, this woman always thinks that he is interested in her, and she considers herself his girlfriend in private. He responded and explained several times, but it has little effect. Recently, he simply avoided all contact with the other party, hoping that the other party can calm down.

As a result, after get off work today, this person came directly to him, thinking that he was having an affair, and wanted to ask for an explanation.

Jiang Xunchuan was on the verge of crying because of aggrieved, not to mention how much love he has lost since this person regarded himself as his girlfriend, just say that he has been stared at by a secretary at work recently, how can he find time to find a woman?He is even more monk than a monk!

"I'm just being gentle and considerate to ladies and gentlemen!" Jiang Xunchuan screamed for injustice.

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, chanting the walking hormones.

"Restrain yourself." Father Jiang coughed as a reminder.

Jiang Xunchuan: "..."

Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it off?

When he went to work the next day, as soon as Jiang Xunchuan entered the company, he saw his employees looking at him strangely.

he:"……"

An ominous foreboding.

As soon as he walked to the door of the office, he saw the little secretary staring at him with a sullen face.

Jiang Xunchuan: "...early?"

"I hope my overtime work will allow you to go back early, not to let you ask questions and deal with your entangled relationship problems." Yan Ke said with a cold face, and threw all the official documents into Jiang Xunchuan's hands.

Jiang Xunchuan blankly glanced at the employees next to him who raised their heads and gossiped. After those people met his gaze, they quickly moved away.

Jiang Xunchuan: "..."

After Yan Ke finished speaking, he turned around and left. Jiang Xunchuan touched the tip of his nose with one hand, and asked the employees who were gossiping and watching the show, "What's the situation?"

The employee blinked, and slowly took out the magazine that he bought from this morning's newspaper: "Today's reprinted supplement, boss, you are on the front cover!"

Jiang Xunchuan saw on the cover that he was blocked by a woman in the parking lot, and he was photographed.

calculated...

Normally, Jiang Xunchuan was quite magnanimous about the fact that he was being tricked into taking pictures to spread rumors. Anyway, he has a good reputation and his business competitors always underestimate him, which is not a bad thing for him.

But this time it was different. Jiang Xunchuan's face darkened, and he ordered subconsciously, "Yan Ke, call the people from the PR department to come to my office."

"Well, boss, Secretary Yan has asked for leave." The employee rubbed his nose and said.

Jiang Xunchuan froze for a moment.

"I took a month-long vacation." The employee said again.

"Can you stay for that long?" Young Master Jiang was at a loss, his company's benefits are so good?he does not know?

"Secretary Yan said, if you don't allow leave, you can fire him." After the employee finished speaking, he immediately retracted his head and stared at his computer intently, as if there were millions on it.

Jiang Xunchuan realized later, was the little secretary angry and went on strike?

Jiang Xunchuan's face became even darker, and he knocked on the desk of the small employee: "Notify the people from the PR department to come in immediately."

"Okay okay."

Then the little staff discovered that today's milk tea was gone.

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On the other side, Young Master Jiang held a press conference, mainly to respond to the unexpected situation in this live broadcast.

The lead party of the press conference is also this program station.

The questions that the media would ask were sent ahead of time. Bao Qiwen prepared the answers, and after going through them with Zhong Sheng, he finally handed them over to Young Master Jiang.

"What are these?" Jiang Yiming asked.

"The response at the press conference." Bao Qiwen said.

Jiang Yiming took it and glanced at it twice.

"The core meaning remains the same, how you organize the language is up to you." Bao Qiwen took a step back, knowing that it would be impossible for Jiang Yiming to memorize the script.

Jiang Yiming grinned at the corners of his mouth and smirked meaningfully.

At the press conference, the initial questions were quite gentle, and they were all on the question list, but as the press conference came to an end, in order to have more revelations and eye-catching content, the media's questions gradually became sharper.

Bao Qiwen frowned, and looked at the organizer of the press conference with a bad expression, but the other party didn't even look in his direction.

Bao Qiwen immediately realized that the program station also wanted to take this opportunity to make a lot of attention.

"During the live broadcast, you and your teammate, Zhong Sheng, who is also a very outstanding young talent, behaved intimately. It was rumored on the Internet that you and the other party were lovers. Do you have any explanation for this?"

"Hello, it's been reported on the Internet that you are being taken care of by the head of the Zhong Group. What do you want to say about this?"

"All the variety shows you participated in have been plagued by disasters. It is rumored on the Internet that you have a disaster star physique. Do you think so?"

"..."

Bao Qiwen came out of the backstage with a cold face, and when he was about to take the microphone to prevent these media from asking questions, Jiang Yiming turned off Bao Qiwen's microphone lightly, and then turned on the microphone:

"If you don't have any IQ in the online media, don't bring it in front of me." Young Master Jiang pulled a smirk, "The online media is a dog, a garbage dump, do you think you are?"

Public media: "..."