Chapter 115 The fire is almost out, but the king is nowhere to be seen



"What's Chen Ya's phone number? I'll tell him!"

Director Shen angrily dialed Chen Ya's cell phone from the office landline.

"Hey, Chen Ya! What's up with the notice your group sent out?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Ya said, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Can't you see the comments below?!" Director Shen gritted his teeth. "Why isn't Li Xingliang here? And Jiang Xinhai is up there instead?"

"The reason is very simple, because Jiang Xinhai attended the press conference, but Li Xingliang did not." Chen Ya said.

"How dare you kick Li Xingliang out like this? Can you bear the consequences?" Director Shen was furious. "I will report this to President Lei. No, I will even report this to President Qin!"

"Then give your response." Chen Ya said, "Compared to Li Xingliang, I think most people would choose Jiang Xinhai."

"you……"

Before Director Shen could finish his words, Chen Ya hung up the phone.

"That's too much!"

Director Shen put down the phone, cursing, and panting, "Being the head of the PR team, you think you're so great? You use a chicken feather as a token of authority, how capable do you really think you are..."

He is the department director in charge of the boy band of Rayark Entertainment, and Li Xingliang is the department's biggest achievement.

Kicking Li Xingliang out would be equivalent to destroying his job, so he was naturally angry.

"Boss Shen, calm down," a senior employee nearby said with a playful smile, "Didn't Li Xingliang just lose in the charts recently? This is a good opportunity to play up his misery and draw some attention. It's exactly what they want."

Director Shen thought about it and said, "Yes."

Someone else said, "Besides, hasn't the popularity of 'Poetic Life' plummeted recently? This show has a lot of problems. If Xingliang leaves, it will be a disaster. It's not a big deal if he leaves, I mean."

Another employee said, "If Jiang Xinhai wants to come back, that's not certain."

"Forget it. Jiang Xinhai's return is just wishful thinking," said a veteran employee. "They just posted on Weibo to show their sincerity. They definitely can't invite him back."

Director Shen asked, "Why are you so sure?"

"Haven't you heard? PR team leader Chen Ya said he'd invite Jiang Xinhai himself, but now he's disappeared. Deputy team leader Lao Zhai was so angry that he was hospitalized. The entire PR team is on vacation, with no one here. Now he's saying he's going to hold a press conference and Jiang Xinhai wants to come. How is that even possible?"

Director Shen laughed: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, go to their office and see, everyone is gone."

"I actually laughed," Director Shen shook his head. "Why did you choose such a funny guy to lead the PR team?"

"It's all about taking the blame. When a car goes downhill, someone has to step on the accelerator."

Director Shen felt a little better and looked up and said:

"Then let's quickly come up with a plan. We'll play up Xingliang's pity for being kicked off the show. From now on, Xingliang will probably be our biggest cash cow, and our department will be the only one in the entire company with any sales."

Everyone became more motivated.

Pale sheets, pale ceiling, and Deputy Captain Zhai’s pale face.

There is a silent drip in the infusion tube.

The woman sat in front of the hospital bed, playing with her cell phone, feeling upset.

"Juan'er, I want to drink some water."

The woman looked up at Deputy Captain Zhai and said, "Don't drink anymore. You'll have to get up to go to the bathroom again."

Deputy Captain Zhai licked his lips and wanted to say something, but held back.

There is a kind of men in this world called middle-aged men, who will never understand until they reach the age.

He suddenly remembered the lyrics of the song "Hills" he had heard before:

"After crossing the hill, I found no one waiting for me. Chattering endlessly can no longer bring back tenderness. Why can't I remember who gave me a hug last time and when it was."

The door opened, and Old Tang and Wang Qian came in carrying fruit baskets.

"Deputy Group Leader Zhai?"

When Old Zhai looked up and saw the two of them, he felt a little surprised, a little emotional, and a little grateful.

"Hey, why are you here?"

"Mr. Chen asked me to come see you," Old Tang said straightforwardly. "I'll put this fruit basket here. There's also a flower basket. The nurse won't let me in."

Lao Zhai's wife immediately stood up and greeted him: "Oh, is this Lao Zhai's colleague? Come sit down..."

She took the fruit basket, and Old Zhai pointed at her and said, "Juan'er, these are all from my group. Peel some oranges for them."

"I know. Do I need you to tell me?"

Old Zhai lay on the bed, swallowing his saliva, and said, "I never thought that after I caused so much trouble for everyone, you would still come to see me..."

"What are you talking about?" Old Tang walked over, stuffed a red envelope under his pillow, and whispered, "I'm giving this to you on behalf of the company. You'll need money for hospitalization, so take it."

Old Zhai tried to push it with his hand at first, but it was quite thick when he touched it. "Let's not do this. How can this be done?"

"This is what Mr. Chen ordered. The company is paying for it. It complies with the regulations. Take it."

Old Zhai lay on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable.

After a long while, he said, "I thought he must hate me."

Old Tang laughed. "How could that be? He has one good thing about his personality. He doesn't care about anyone at all. It doesn't matter to him."

Old Zhai: “…”

Wang Qian stepped hard on Old Tang.

After a pause, Lao Zhai said, "Is the press conference about to begin?"

Wang Qian was afraid that Old Tang would say something wrong again, so she nodded and said, "Yes, we have arranged everything. Old Zhai, you should take good care of yourself and don't worry."

Old Zhai looked up and asked, "Where's Chen Ya? Did he go to the scene?"

Old Tang and Wang Qian exchanged a glance. "He...should have arranged everything, right? You don't need to worry about that."

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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