Chapter 105 A real man drinks Orange Juice at a drinking party

Lin Mo worked hard to prepare for the final exam.

Staying up late! Catching up! Never failing!

This weekend, the Xingyao Annual Meeting is coming.

"The sign of maturity is to join in drinking parties!"

Even if you're only drinking Orange with Pulp!

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The Xingyao Annual Meeting is naturally held at its headquarters in Shanghai.

Early on Saturday morning, Lin Mo set off with Zhang Wen and Gou Minghua.

The others had their own schedules, so we all agreed to meet on site.

Li Rongjia arranged for someone to pick them up.

They were staying in the hotel where the annual meeting was held, so they were the first to arrive and went downstairs.

It was only 6 o'clock when I arrived.

Only a few staff members were still making the final arrangements.

Lin Mo wore a mask and sat in the corner with Zhang Wen and Gou Minghua.

This time they were wise.

They bought suits specifically!

She also had a sleek, slicked-back hair.

Zhang Wen adjusted his tie.

He said proudly, "See, luckily I'm wearing formal clothes!"

"Yeah, I was so embarrassed last time! I was the only one in the room dressed like a delivery guy!"

Zhao Wenwen is Yang Guang's assistant in the composition department.

We are checking the site for any errors or omissions.

Seeing that the three of them looked young and unfamiliar, I thought they were new interns.

"Is it Xingyao's friend?"

"yes."

There is nothing wrong with this.

One composer officially signed by Xingyao + one singer/director who works closely with Xingyao.

"Come on, come on, help me."

As he spoke, he began to order a few people to tinker with the equipment and put the nameplates on the table.

This wonderful misunderstanding was broken when Yang Guang came in.

He looked at the people fiddling with the audio system and projector and wondered why they looked so familiar.

He found that his assistant was ordering Lin Mo to display name tags.

“This is on that table…”

"Put it inside, with the name facing the person..."

"grass!!"

Pupil earthquake!

I'm blind!

I'm crazy!

Is that Mr. Kobayashi?

My assistant is asking Teacher Lin to arrange the seat cards!!!

Zhao Wenwen, you are dead!

"Teacher Lin, no! I'll do it, I'll do it!"

As he said that, he rushed over and took the thing from Lin Mo's hand.

Pull the person to the main table and ask him to sit down.

"What are you doing? This is Mr. Lin, the company's composer."

? !!

Zhao Wenwen looked shocked.

Looking at my leader's nervous yet respectful expression, I knew I was probably in trouble.

But fortunately, the young teacher Lin always said it was okay.

He came early, and he is also a member of the company, so it is normal for him to help.

And repeatedly told Yang Guang not to blame her.

Zhao Wenwen stood by like a quail.

It wasn't really her fault. Apart from ordering Lin Mo to do work, she didn't do anything else out of the ordinary.

Who knew that this young man would even respect Yang Guang.

This little episode just passed like that.

The crowd gradually grew, and Lin Mo also saw the large Xingyao Group.

Management members Zheng Ting, Li Rongjia, Liu Jun, and other shareholders.

Zhang Jun from the Film and Television Department is responsible for TV dramas, as well as other movies and variety shows.

Composition department, production team, marketing department, media channel department, human resources...

There are also many star-studded singers, actors, and trainees...

They even walked the red carpet at the door.

She was dressed so formally! Evening gown! Tuxedo! Full makeup!

Competing for beauty!

Even the assistants were not wearing makeup!

Lin Mo looked at his look again and felt it was still too sloppy!

The styling should be a complete set.

"Let's just stay here."

He wants to hide, but he has to be able to hide.

Lin Yu and Xiao Wei came and came over happily to see him.

"sister."

"You didn't do any styling?"

"Aren't we good like this?"

"We lived upstairs and didn't walk the red carpet at all."

"Next time I'll make it more formal. This set is enough for a job interview!"

"We just helped set up the scene."

"Puff! Hahahahaha!"

"Are you guys considered interns?!"

My sister hadn't seen Lin Mo for a long time, so they chatted for a while.

After a while, everyone arrived one after another, and the number of people gathering around increased instead of decreasing.

This low-key corner has become star-studded.

The crew of "Wulin Wai Zhuan", Liu Jun, Li Rongjia...

"Who is it?"

"Whose son?"

“Not really…”

After a while, Zhang Yize's team also arrived, and when they saw this side, they walked straight over.

"Teacher Luo! We meet again!"

The two had just met at a dinner a few days ago.

It's hot right now.

"Brother Zhang calls people teachers..."

"Which teacher?"

There are more question marks on everyone's heads.

Xue Yanqin took a leave and left the Spring Festival Gala.

His program is almost finished.

You will see Lin Mo and his gang here.

The corners of his mouth were almost cracked to the back of his ears, and his pace unconsciously quickened.

"Old Lin!"

After chatting for a few sentences, he stood beside Lin Mo and waited, and it was obvious that he was there to accompany the guest.

"Who is this awesome person?"

"I don't know. Mr. Li just went there."

"And General Liu Jun..."

"The big boss is here!"

As a result, as soon as Zheng Ting arrived, he walked towards Lin Mo in full view of everyone.

Then he pulled Lin Mo to the main table...

The dinner party incident happened again.

The people of Xingyao were confused and began to whisper.

"Who is this? I don't know him."

"He doesn't act like a young master. Look at Mr. Zheng's attitude! He doesn't seem to feel towards a junior."

“Is there any big boss in the company that no one knows?”

???

!!!

One word can wake a dreamer up!

You hit the nail on the head.

These words were like a bomb thrown into the crowd.

A name came to their minds.

You don’t say, it’s true!

Doesn’t the company have a god-like boss who never shows up?

"Iron Man?"

"Iron Man..."

“!!!”

Soon, speculation began among the small group of colleagues.

Although I didn't get the exact answer, it was pretty close.

"Fuck, so young!"

"I'm afraid there are not even 20 of them."

"Are you afraid?"

"I can't think of any other possibilities for now!"

"I asked through private channels, but they just smiled and said nothing!"

!

“I can’t believe it!”

“Is this the founder of Chinese style?”

“I think he’s been writing songs since he was in the womb!”

"If people outside knew that Iron Man was only 20, they would probably go crazy!"

"20 is the peak!"

"What a cool start to this article!"

"Can I possess him?"

The crew had seen Lin Mo,

Cong Ming secretly sent a message to Zhao Ru.

"Big news! It is said that screenwriter Luo is Iron Man!!!"

"!! Xiaoqu Emperor Iron Man??"

The annual meeting began with a cheerful and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Leader's speech~

Performances~

Eat and toast~

Finally, it’s time for the lucky draw! A set of four is enough.

In the past year, Xingyao’s achievements in songs surpassed those of Xinyu and Dazhong, leading the entertainment industry.

There were also many achievements in television, such as "Scarlet Heart" which ranked second in the same period, and its online broadcast entered the top five of the year...

Iron Man's name was mentioned quite a bit, including by several singers.

Lin Mo didn't go on stage either. It was also his suggestion that he try to keep a low profile.

But everyone on the scene had already guessed it almost exactly.

The singers began to secretly try to build relationships.

Unfortunately, there were too many people around Lin Mo.

The leaders protected me, the singing king accompanied me, the shareholders respected me...

Zhao Wenwen regretted it even more at this time.

The boss won't hold a grudge, right?

Is my career over?

After the annual meeting, Lin Mo added a group of people to his phone.

Don't underestimate anyone, and unite the broadest mass base!