Chapter 2 Flowers have a day to bloom (2)

Wenya and Gao Minglang are inhumane, but they also clearly show that there is no place to seek justice.

There is still a Mr. Zhou above, but the real boss of Yiqian Media is a gentle character, don’t expect to be impartial.

Wen Yining knew very well.

But what I didn't expect was that this mess could be so broken.

She rarely takes on projects related to the entertainment industry and it is extremely difficult to get started.

I sorted out several key figures for Fu Qingqing to communicate, and the girl went with great fighting spirit and returned with dejected expression.

"I waited for two hours and finally saw me. After saying less than ten words, I drove the guest away. The official style is really amazing."

Wen Yining asked: "What did Director Wang of the News Center say?"

"Director, I didn't even meet him, so I sent a little assistant to dismiss me."

Fu Qingqing poured two glasses of water in a row, wiped the corner of her mouth, and said, "This attitude is difficult."

Wen Yining didn't say anything, picked up the list and looked at it again and again, "Please help your male classmate."

"ah?"

"See if you can contact An Lan's agent."

Fu Qingqing's male classmate is very happy to serve. He is well-known in the circle. He has written high film reviews and personal interviews and forwarded them, and it is convenient to sell each other's face.

The Queen An Ying became famous at a young age and had a huge agency team. The one in charge could not make an appointment, so she barely asked for an assistant.

The time is set at 10 pm on Thursday, and Wen Yining will go to the appointment in person.

As soon as Xintiandi opened, the Qingba was cleared, Fu Qingqing lamented that it had to overpay funds again this time.

As a result, I received a call halfway through and broke the appointment.

The assistant is a shrill voice, and his speaking speed is even more exciting: "If you have something to do, I won't come. I know what you think, don't worry about it, stop."

Wen Yining spoke faster than him, "Would you better talk again?"

We can come up with a better plan, we are sincere, and we also apologize and make up for the last time."

The other party was on the set and shouted at the person who was doing things, "How do you do it? If you don't do it well, get out!"

He was even more patient when talking to Wen Yining, "If you don't say it, you won't do it."

Wen Yining: "Then I'll send your email to the new plan?"

The assistant yelled: "I can't understand human words, right?

Your company does not have some professional quality! Don’t worry about it! No chance! Get out with the liquidated damages!"

The other party forgot to hang up the phone, and after more than ten seconds he heard a sentence, "No one, a piece of candy, what's the point, fucking a fool."

Fu Qingqing was so angry, "Why are you still cursing?"

Wen Yining cut off the phone and raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

Just after seven o'clock, the light and shadow folded into the car window and covered her with neon lights.

She said, "Let's get off work, I'll take you back first."

The road was smooth and silent, and the elevated road was finally blocked.

Fu Qingqing hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help asking: "Why don't we directly contact the product company endorsed by An Lan?"

"This smart series is a product of Yahui Group. If they can be convinced, all problems will be solved. This is the source."

Wen Yining didn't say a word, and his face was stuck in the dark and dark lights, as if he was thinking and empty. Fu Qingqing didn't wait for the answer. Wen Yining leaned his head back and closed his eyes tiredly.

Fu Qingqing felt strange. This was not like her behavior. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed like she was hiding from someone.

There was no result after a random guess. The next day, a friend who knew a little insider revealed in private that An Lan was unwilling to be promoted by you. Yahui Group agreed and the formal termination letter would be delivered in the afternoon.

The situation didn't wait for anyone, so he couldn't care about those little thoughts. Wen Yining picked up the car key and rushed to the Shanghai Building.

Yahui Group occupies three levels and is fierce and domineering.

However, the head of the Guangxi Propaganda Department went on a business trip and was idle again.

The secretary’s standard smile is: “Manager Chen returns the day after tomorrow, please make an appointment first.”

The attitude is nothing to say, but being too standard also means being cold-hearted.

Wen Yining stood in the luxurious hall of a first-class domestic enterprise. The lights were thrust into his eyes, the air conditioner was all drilling into his body, and the sound hallucinations appeared in his ears, all of which were full of Wen Ya and Gao Minglang's pride of putting insults.

When Wen Yining turned around, his spine hurt so hard that he kept sweating profusely.

She felt that this day was bad enough. The phone rang, Gao Minglang, and asked her to meet her in the evening and said she had something to talk about.

When the typhoon passed, strong winds controlled the city of Shanghai in August.

With wind and rain, heavy raindrops fell on the car window and fainted from the water ring.

As soon as Wen Yining entered the store, the drizzle of rain began to fall.

"here."

Gao Minglang reached out to greet him, smiling and looking full of smiles.

When I got closer, I realized that he had grabbed his hairstyle today and fixed it with hairspray, which looked like he had dressed up with care.

Wen Yining only acted as a work report and sat down and said, "I have tried many channels. If you want to continue this promotion case, the only one who can make a decision is Yahui Group.

Anlan endorsed by their company's products, so..."

"I won't talk about this when I get off work."

Gao Minglang interrupted, the folds at the corners of his eyes were like marks carved by a knife. He diligently poured a glass of red wine for Wen Yining, "Try it, go back to France on a business trip to pick up good things in a manor."

The wine hangs on the wall of the cup, swaying like a red stamen swaying in the wind.

“cheers.”

Gao Minglang stretched out his hand and smiled deeper.

This mansion has two floors, one floor welcomes guests to the outside world, with a European retro style exquisite and high-end style.

There are several small halls on the second floor, with a cold decoration style and not external, and they are recommended by people in the circle.

"Actually, this project is unfair and you will lose it if you lose it. Anyone will miss it.

Yining, I have noticed you since you entered the company. You have grown very fast in the past two years, and I admire you very much."

The cheerful and bright saxophone music matches the atmosphere at this time.

Gao Minglang's thoughts became increasingly unrestrained, "A girl like you is so popular. I have always wanted to cultivate and take good care of her."

Red wine is not intoxicating, but it is a bastard.

Gao Minglang hinted over Wen Yining's hand and patted it lightly and hard, "As long as you want, I will help you throw this stall out."

From a high point, this scene is quite harmonious.

Especially Wen Yining did not struggle or resist, but instead looked bright and smiling, which gave him a layer of ambiguous color that he wanted to refuse.

The second floor corridor is hidden in the old light and shadow, and its presence is very low.

The game had been two laps, and he was very tired and his luck was weak. Tang Qichen simply threw the card and asked Ke Li to get the position and come out to breathe by himself.

I was leaning against the corridor and looking down at my phone, but somehow I came back to my senses and looked in the direction of my intuition.

This time, Tang Qichen frowned.

After hesitating for two seconds, he turned off his phone and turned around, checked it from a different angle, and then he realized it.

Five or six minutes, from Wen Yining's seat, to her chatting with the man, to clinking glasses of red wine, the hands of the two overlapped, and finally Wen Yining's unidentified but warm smile-

None of them fell into Tang Qichen's eyes.

There is no need to know the cause and effect. The scene before the eyes is really ambiguous. Women have feelings and men have intentions.

Ke Li came out of the inner hall, and said "General Tang" in his throat, looking at him in line with his eyes, thinking that Tang Qichen looked familiar with the man, answered the question: "It is Vice President Gao of Yiqian Media."

Ke Li has been with Tang Qichen for many years and can understand his every word and action, but this time he will have a wrong idea and ask: "Do you need me to say hello?"

Tang Qichen withdrew his gaze and said, "Go in."

The two walked in side by side, Ke Li said: "The promotion planning of that advertising is the business of Yiqian Media, the deputy general manager Gao.

Yiqian's business capabilities are quite strong in China, but An Lan was angry this time and insisted on changing the company after a small matter."

This matter is nothing, and the reporting level is not enough to reach him. Tang Qichen didn't take it seriously, "Follow her."

Ke Li pushed open the door and blocked his hand and asked him to pass first. Tang Qichen suddenly asked: "Who did Yiqian Media take on the case?"

"The surname is Wen, but it seems to have been handed over. It's unclear who it is now."

Ke Li smiled, "Vice President Gao loves beauty, and it is also a consensus in the industry."

Tang Qichen's expression suddenly became suspicious, subtle and suspicious, and finally returned to peace.

He has seen too many things in this circle to exchange shortcuts with the most direct and naked things.
To be continued...