Chapter 3 Company 1 Like a naive male college student
The servant who was responsible for delivering the message was also helpless. The big star in front of him refused to leave, so he could only stay with him in the rain with an umbrella.
The servant maintained a polite smile and replied to Mo Qinnan again, "Yes, Mr. Song may be tired after returning, so he is currently unable to invite you in."
At the same time, the servants were cursing in their hearts. This big star was not easy to serve in the past. Every time he saw them, his heads were almost raised to the sky. Today, Mr. Song was in a good mood and he received half a year's salary. If it weren't for this person, he would have gone out for a drink with his brothers. He deserved that Mr. Song didn't see him.
Mo Qinnan's face looked extremely ugly, and the cold mask he always wore was almost broken. One could sense his rage about to burst out even through the car door.
Seeing the stalemate, Mo Qinan's agent, Brother Liu, quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Oh, oh, our artist just came back from the awards ceremony and wanted to share his joy with Mr. Song. Since Mr. Song is busy, we can come again next time. Don't be offended."
Brother Liu winked at Mo Qinan while speaking, and deliberately emphasized the four words "award ceremony" in order to emphasize Mo Qinan's identity. Unfortunately, even a small servant in the Song family villa had seen the world and did not change his expression at all.
Finally, Mo Qinan snorted coldly and finally rolled up the car window. After the car drove some distance away, his agent spoke anxiously, "Didn't you say you had already secured Song Mingjiao? Why did he suddenly change his attitude today? The next script I picked for you is invested in by their company!"
Mo Qinan looked down at the message interface on his phone. There was only the lonely message he had sent during the awards ceremony, and the other party had never replied. He suddenly turned off his phone, then leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and said:
"What's the rush? They're not the only company in the entertainment industry, and they're just a small company that just got in to grab a piece of the pie. I've already made connections with Director Qiu, so I don't need Song Mingjiao's little investment."
"I said a few words to him backstage. He's just a young man with a bad temper. I'll just give him a couple of days of exposure and he'll be fine."
When the agent heard Mo Qinan's confident words, he felt relieved and said nothing more.
*
The other side of the conversation was also with an artist and his agent, but the person was the biggest winner of this awards ceremony, tonight's Star Sheep Award for Best Actor, He Wang.
He Wang was looking at a photo on his phone, which he had just bought from a paparazzi at a high price. It was a candid photo of Song Mingjiao and Mo Qinan at an amusement park.
He Wang didn't even glance at the person who was in the way next to him. He only stared at Song Mingjiao, who was smiling brightly in the photo. He was eating an ice cream cone and looked very happy.
Agent Sister Zhang, standing nearby, muttered to herself as she held a pile of information. "It seems the person you met today is indeed the president of the newly emerged entertainment company. I spent a long time investigating before I found any clues about him and Mo Qinnan. They've been keeping it a secret. If you hadn't provided this information, I'm afraid no one would have guessed it."
"Mo Qinan has risen to prominence in the past two years, and everyone is speculating that he has a financial backer. However, no one expected it to be such a small, unknown company. Given the resources Mo Qinan has, that seems unlikely."
He Wang stroked Song Mingjiao's face in the photo twice before retracting his fingertips and saying, "Is there a possibility that there is a financial backer behind that small company?"
The agent was startled: "I'll check it out right away." Then, on second thought, he added: "But why are you so concerned about Mo Qinan? He's just a popular star. Aren't there many short-lived stars in recent years?"
He Wang sneered: "I'm not concerned about him, don't question my taste. By the way, you gave me a variety show script earlier, let me see it again."
The agent said angrily, "I turned it down for you eight hundred years ago. Didn't you say you wouldn't do variety shows? It ruined your reputation as a prestigious art film actor. Why are you changing your mind now? I have to swallow my pride and go back to the director again."
"One by one, it's really worrying."
*
The conversation in the entertainment industry had little to do with Song Mingjiao. It was just a small part of his group. If it hadn't been for Mo Qinan, that entertainment company wouldn't even have been able to open.
He is now enjoying a rich breakfast, with his dedicated bodyguard serving him the food.
Song Mingjiao bit the spoon, his cheeks slightly puffed up from the food he stuffed in them, looking very soft. He mumbled, "Li Yuanhua, I want that dessert, the pink one, yes."
The bodyguard was somewhat helpless, but still followed orders and placed the dessert in front of Song Mingjiao, saying, "Mr. Song, you've already had enough dessert this morning."
Song Mingjiao licked it with the tip of his red tongue, then narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. He hadn't eaten such a sumptuous dessert feast for a long time. He leaned one hand on the dining table, the morning sun shining on his body, and he felt very lazy.
"You don't understand this. The only thing that should not be missed is delicious food!" Song Mingjiao enjoyed his breakfast leisurely and reported his itinerary to the system.
"System, your dear host is about to go and contribute to the hero's career!"
As Song Mingjiao spoke, he sighed in his heart: I am really a worry-free host.
[Oh, you finally remembered the hero? Your behavior of locking the hero out yesterday was seriously OOC. 100 points will be deducted. If the host cannot correct the points today, he will face punishment again.]
"Yes, I will work hard to pave the way for the hero's entertainment career. Don't worry, system, I will definitely be able to take care of the group!"
Song Mingjiao simply ignored the second half of the system's sentence, and the system chuckled twice and stopped talking. The two of them completed a communication that was in agreement on the surface but not on the heart.
But in this conversation, the only one who was angry and speechless was the system. Song Mingjiao finished his breakfast happily and was sent to the car by his bodyguard Li Yuanhua. Then he waved to people through the window.
"I'm going to work. Please help me take care of the villa and wait for me to come home."
Li Yuanhua nodded obediently, then watched Song Mingjiao leave.
Song Mingjiao's workplace was naturally not his small entertainment company, but the headquarters of Chenxing Group, where his diligent secretary was already waiting for the president's arrival.
The secretary's name is Zhang Xuanzhan. He is Song Mingjiao's capable man and right-hand man. After his parents passed away, he has been assisting Song Mingjiao in managing the company.
Oh, by the way, in this world, Song Mingjiao's parents certainly do not exist. After all, he is the ultimate tool of the male protagonist. How can he have his own circle of relationships and group of relatives and friends without the male protagonist?
Secretary Zhang graduated from a well-known foreign business school. He is tall and strong, and his business ability is also comparable. He wore a meticulous suit and greeted the president of the group in the president's exclusive elevator.
"Mr. Song, all the plans from last time are here. There's a meeting at 10 a.m., and it's already been scheduled for you."
Song Mingjiao was still wearing casual clothes, his hair was slightly messy, his collar was open revealing his white collarbone, his eyebrows were lazy, and he was wearing a hat on his head.
With his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt, he walked among a group of professionally dressed men and women. He didn't look like the president of a group, but more like a naive male college student, or a nobleman who came for fun.
But everyone knows that this young Mr. Song is extremely capable, otherwise he would not have been able to occupy the absolute position in the group among a group of old foxes and smiling tiger uncles in the workplace after his parents' sudden death.
"Well, raise the level of the meeting so all department managers can attend. I have something to announce."
Song Mingjiao was listening to a report when he suddenly turned around and gave instructions to Secretary Zhang in the sunlight reflected in from the window.
Zhang Xuanzhan was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed and said he would do it immediately.
No matter how busy he is, there will always be a cup of coffee on Song Mingjiao's desk. He is very satisfied with Secretary Zhang who is beside him.
He was also the one paying the salary, so why couldn't the male lead be so obedient? Song Mingjiao thought with some regret in his heart.
*
In the conference room, the heads of various departments gathered together. These people, who were rarely seen by employees at other times, did not dare to be late at this moment. They just discussed in low voices before Song Mingjiao arrived.
"Why is Mr. Song suddenly making such a big fuss? Is something going to happen in our company soon?"
"I haven't heard of it. External public opinion is very good, and internal employees are also very positive. It's no different from usual."
"We'll know once the people come. We can't guess what Mr. Song is thinking."
As they were discussing, the door opened.
Song Mingjiao walked in with Secretary Zhang, facing the sunlight, his expression somewhat cold. The room instantly became quiet, and then there were greetings one after another.
"Mr. Song is here." "Hello, Mr. Song."
Everyone was a little nervous when they saw Song Mingjiao's expression, but fortunately, Song Mingjiao quickly revealed a harmless smile, and everyone gradually felt relieved. Then they heard Song Mingjiao say with great sorrow:
"Everyone, the former chairman appeared in my dream last night and told me that the group's current development speed is far too slow. At the current rate of progress, when will we be able to extend the Star Group's reach into all sectors of the world?!"
Huh? Minions? Is our company... the villain?
When everyone was confused, Song Mingjiao continued his performance, telling everyone to go ahead with research and development, to grab the market, and to get investment. The company was not short of money, but what was lacking was the final success!
In the end, he promoted the head of the HR department and asked him to give all employees a 10% salary increase so that everyone would be motivated!
Of course, in the end, Song Mingjiao expressed his intention to acquire a small entertainment company and fully enter the entertainment industry. Chenxing Group must get a piece of this pie openly in the future, and by the way, immediately prepare for celebrity endorsements and variety show cooperation.
After a lively morning meeting, Song Mingjiao looked with satisfaction at the expressions of the department heads. Some were shocked, some were excited, and some were thoughtful. Then, with the secretary's hesitant gaze, he finally announced:
"Meeting adjourned!"
As soon as he came out, he took credit for it with the system: "See, there's no system. This must have created a powerful backing for the hero."
The system, which had never actually worked, nodded in understanding and then made the announcement.
[Host has advanced the main storyline by 2%, and is now awarded 200 points to offset the points already deducted. Today's penalty is waived. Host, please continue to work hard and play the role of a self-deprecating tool to help the male protagonist!]
Song Mingjiao still nodded obediently and remained silent.
What a joke! Who said that if a company develops, it must provide support for the male protagonist?
Tired from the meeting, Song Mingjiao slipped back to the office without stopping, grabbed the coffee and took a sip, then wrinkled his nose unhappily: "It's so bitter, Secretary Zhang, change it to water for me, and don't serve me such bitter coffee anymore!"
Zhang Xuanzhan agreed silently. When he came in again, he was holding a cup of freshly brewed milk tea. But when Song Mingjiao was about to take it, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Is the important meeting you mentioned today about that celebrity?"
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