"Mr. Gong, come and have dinner!" the little girl patted the seat next to her and said.
He lifted his feet and sat over, smiling, "What are you looking at, Qingqing?"
"A variety show!"
On TV
A variety show about outdoor travel is being broadcast.
"Here, this porridge is delicious, Mr. Gong, please try it——"
"...Okay." He reached out to take it and tilted his head to look at the little girl.
She was holding a soft and crispy spring roll in her hand, her eyes glued to the TV, not even glancing at him.
He lowered his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed across his face, and he casually said, "Is it beautiful?"
"It's very beautiful and very funny, isn't it?" She replied with a smile and nodded.
“How beautiful is it?”
"Yes..." She suddenly turned her head and met those eyes with a faint light.
My heart was pounding, and I was startled. I quickly handed him the spring rolls on the plate and said, "I don't want to look at it, I don't want to look at it. It doesn't look good at all. Mr. Gong, try this--"
He lowered his head and put it in his mouth.
Seeing this
The little girl took another one for him, and with her other hand she reached for the remote control and turned it off in a flash.
The corners of his lips curved slightly.
The two of them ate their meal in this warm atmosphere.
…
After dinner
Lin Wen called hurriedly and hung up the phone.
But the next second
The phone rang again.
On the sofa, the girl holding the phone looked up at him and said, "Mr. Gong, aren't you going to answer?"
He stroked his fingers lightly.
"Mr. President, I have something to report to you——"
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and his voice was cold and evil: "You'd better have something urgent!"
Lin Wen on the other side was startled and looked at the opposite side with a bitter face.
He Bin pushed his glasses, lowered his head, looked at the ground, looked at his shoes, and acted as if it had nothing to do with him.
He gritted his teeth, glared at him angrily, and replied cautiously: "President, today's filming plan has been postponed. Queen Shen refused the filming with Miss Ala this morning. It is reported that..."
The man looked at the girl's curious gaze, threw his phone on the guest table, and said coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Ala's trip to Country M has been delayed because of this. Miss Yan specifically asked me to come here to ask Mr. President, how do you think this matter should be handled?"
"Give Yan Zhi and Wang Ting full authority to handle this, and push the responsibility of being in charge of World Entertainment Company to them! Also, promote Yan Zhi and Wang Ting as department entertainment directors, and give them the 40th floor!"
"Okay, Mr. President, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll hang up now."
Lin Wen put away his phone and let out a long breath.
"What do you mean?" He Bin looked over.
He immediately glared at her and said angrily, "How dare you ask? Every time I go to the CEO to ask questions, why don't you ask him?"
"Aren't you the chief special assistant?"
"You're still the chief secretary!"
"Alright, alright, I'll hit you next time, okay? What did the president say?"
"The CEO said that Miss Yan and Mr. Wang would handle it. Furthermore, the 40th floor would be designated as the entertainment department, and they would be promoted to entertainment directors."
"Well, I'll go and inform them."
…
"Mr. Gong, have you...signed an artist?"
But Miss Ala is...
The man turned his head and looked over, and the little girl's eyes were full of astonishment.
He curled his lips in amusement and said, "He's not Gong's artist, he's an artist from a cooperating entertainment company—"
"Mr. Gong, are you really going into the entertainment industry now?" The little girl leaned over.
"Well, maybe."
Because of this accident, it has been signed.
"Really?" The little girl's lips curled up quickly, and she immediately said, "I know there are many, many artists who will definitely be very powerful in the future. Can I tell Mr. Gong?"
He brushed her hair amusedly and said, "It's okay, I don't have any plans to sign an artist for now!"
"Then Mr. Gong, are you going to go the investment route?"
"Not necessarily, there are no plans yet."
"If Mr. Gong wants to invest in a production or sign an artist, could you please let me know in advance? I will definitely provide Mr. Gong with great companies and artists!"
He looked at the little girl's eager eyes and leaned over to her. "Qingqing...are you familiar with the entertainment industry?"
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