Song Jingliang inherited all of his father's talents. He was young and energetic, with a rebellious personality, but he was not careless. On the contrary, he saw many things clearly.
Although Pan Yue seems to be able to call the shots outside, she is really suppressed by two people, one big and one small, at home.
"How can you fall in love with me? You just met me once and called me Brother Song, and you're completely devoted to me?" Her son left in anger, and Pan Yue didn't need to pretend to be strong. She felt very aggrieved.
"Love at first sight." Father Song said meaningfully, "If you had called me Brother Song, wouldn't I have married you?"
When talking about their relationship when they were young, Pan Yue's expression softened and she looked at her husband shyly.
"You have a strong personality. I can tolerate you, but my son won't. Don't interfere in the future." Father Song said helplessly: "Jingliang has grown up. This kid is smart and has a rebellious personality. He is not as obedient as I was back then. You can't teach him a lesson."
"I can't do it, but Guan Jibai can?" Pan Yue said jealously.
"Ha!" Song's father said with a smile: "Just call me Brother Song, and that guy would give his life to someone else. What a pity, being a love rival with Yan Xin is doomed to lose!"
"Are you happy after losing?" Pan Yue said unconvinced.
"No!" He will admit it!
"I don't care. Even though Yan Xin is my cousin, we should be accommodating and polite. But we can't give in to each other. Love is like a battlefield, we must win." Pan Yue said, standing up with high morale. "I'll call Director Hao and ask him to arrange for Guan Jibai to work."
After saying this, he hurried away.
Father Song was stunned and muttered, "You are so stubborn and unreasonable."
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Director Hao was also confused when he received a call from his superior late at night. The matter was really strange. He had just met with Hu Meizhen, the deputy editor-in-chief of the literary and art journal this morning. The other party hinted that he should not bring any messy people into the song and dance troupe.
A bad reputation is like a bad apple spoiling the whole barrel.
He broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that Hu Meizhen would say something. After returning, he kept hesitating whether to fire Guan Wanwan.
Because it was difficult to speak up, Guan Wanwan would be training the hardest tomorrow, doing all the work in the practice room and the lounge. This made it difficult for him to speak up for a while, and he was thinking about finding the right moment to use this as an excuse to fire her.
I received a call from my immediate supervisor.
I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, I didn't say anything, otherwise I would have offended people.
Ten Hu Meizhens are no match for Pan Yue, who is in charge of the art courtyard.
The next day, Director Hao arrived at the office half an hour earlier than usual. Without waiting for anyone to call him, he went straight to find Guan Wanwan.
If he had known that Guan Wanwan had Pan Yue as her strong backer, he would never have dared to watch everyone bully her.
"Clean my shoes."
A sharp sound was heard in the dance studio. Ding Yue pushed hard, and Guan Wanwan fell to the ground in a mess with a thud.
There was a burst of laughter in the huge dance studio.
The other groups stopped and watched the show from the side. They were used to it anyway. Ever since Guan Wanwan came back, many people were eager to humiliate her. Ding Yue's shoes being polished had almost become a daily pastime for everyone.
"Hurry up and shine your shoes!"
"I heard that the former beauty was the best at shining shoes."
"Yes! They're very clean. Come on, Yueyue bought her leather shoes at the Friendship Store. They're enough for half a year's salary. Don't ruin them."
Everyone urged her one after another, pointing and almost pointing at Guan Wanwan's eyes.
The group of people who were good friends with Ding Yue, all of them were aggressive and surrounded Guan Wanwan, who was sitting on the ground, with some sarcasm, some contempt, and some sneers, and forced her to polish their shoes.
Liang Wenjing, on the other hand, had a worried look on her face, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant, and was afraid to speak.
Guan Wanwan pursed her lips tightly and reached out with a trembling hand to help Ding Yue polish her shoes. She had experienced even worse humiliation before, but to support Xiaobai, she could endure any grievance or humiliation.
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