Chapter 25 I don’t want to go to work, I don’t want to be a worker
"Xiao Yu, can't we be more low-key? Why do we have to make a fuss on trending searches? It costs a lot of money to spread trending searches..."
Zhou Wenqu's head hurt even more. He rubbed his forehead and called the naughty kid.
"The one who teases first is the one who is cheap. Do you think I have to swallow my anger even though others are scolding me and calling me by name? Am I a softie, someone who can be bullied at will? Mr. Zhou, you were partial to me before, and it didn't affect my life, so I didn't care. What's the matter? Now you have to force me to be the scapegoat for your daughter?"
Ye Mengyu is not used to bad habits.
I can tolerate everything else as long as it doesn't affect my interests, and I'll just treat it as a way to appease my scumbag father.
How could she tolerate Zhou Xuran openly slandering her in front of the entire internet?
It must not be possible.
Whatever you want, at worst you can just get your living expenses back.
She has saved enough to spend now.
It wouldn't have lasted for a few years.
At worst, he will be banned, and at worst, he will go home and rely on Ms. Ye for support.
Her paintings are enough to support her for a lifetime.
If all else fails, she can always start a live broadcast to sell gossip. She has so much gossip in her mind and so many ways to make money.
I'm not afraid of a bird.
Zhou Wenqu was so angry that he was stifled. After a long time of trying to suppress the urge to beat the naughty kid to death, he replied calmly: "I have already scolded Ranran. She won't provoke you again. Why are you biased?"
It’s best not to be biased.
"I get it. If she's not a bitch, I definitely don't have time for her. Anything else? If not, I'll hang up. I received your warning and will remember it."
call……
call……
call……
Zhou Wenqu tried to catch his breath. "Didn't I tell you to move back home? When? I'll ask Yongfu to pick you up."
If you ask for help from others, you will feel uncomfortable.
What are you moving? Ye Mengyu was speechless. "I'm going to start recording the show tomorrow. The production crew wants to shoot at my house. It's not convenient. Let's talk about it later."
Could it be that Zhou Xuran's mother suddenly showed up at home during a live broadcast?
She can't afford to lose that person.
"What's the inconvenience? We're the only ones living at home, and there's no one else around. Let's just take the photo."
Um?
Do you believe what you said?
"I'm not used to living in a big house. Forget it."
Zhou Wenqu didn't want to force it, he also knew that he should take things step by step. For the past 23 years, he only paid for their living expenses, and they got together once a year on New Year's Eve and occasionally on their children's birthdays. There was no talk of father-daughter relationship.
"Dad is old now, and his health isn't as good as it used to be. Who can we rely on for the family and the company in the future? You and your siblings are the only ones left. I was too busy with work before, only thinking about making money, and I neglected you all, and I didn't have time to properly train you. I plan to gradually hand over the company's affairs to you, and it's time for you to enjoy family time. I'll take your second sister with me first, and then you can all come back..."
Start playing the victim.
Huh?
Ye Mengyu on the other end of the phone was stunned.
Who was it yesterday who said that her physical examination showed that she was healthy and that she was in a good mood so he bought her 30 million worth of jewelry?
It looks like he won't live long and will have to make arrangements for his funeral?
Are they all going back to the company? What are they going back for? Fighting for power and profit?
Are you sick?
Anyone who wants to reply can reply, she won’t reply anyway.
A person who studied art, had never done business in his two lives, and had never experienced palace fighting, was going to go back and compete for power with the female version of Li Shimin?
If you've lived enough, this is not the way to die.
"Second sister is fine. Too many dragons won't help with flood control. I think it's a wise choice for you to focus on training Second Sister to be your successor. I, who can't help you, shouldn't go back and ruin the family and make you angry."
This is really sincere advice.
Listen or not.
"What are you talking about? If your second sister has it, then of course you have to have it too. How do you know it won't work if you don't learn? This isn't a discussion with you, it's a notice. From now on, you have to go back to the company to work two days a week. If you don't come, you and your mother will lose all your living expenses."
Well, playing the victim doesn’t work, so I started threatening again.
Ye Mengyu still took this threat seriously. He couldn't do anything that went against his money.
It's not like she's going to get mad at you, so it's no big deal if she takes a couple of days off.
"Can we go after we finish recording the show?"
"No, there's no room for negotiation."
oh.
Okay, everyone has some personal matters to attend to, and the other guests will certainly not focus only on the content of the show "Love is Deep" every day.
At least, big boss Jiang Fanyu wouldn't do that. He has so many businesses to take care of.
Why……
Why……
Why……
"What are you doing? Are you half dead? Where's the energy you had in that online argument just now? Stop playing dead with me. Did I tell you to stay off the internet and off the microphone? What did you hear?"
Sister Luan has returned home. After the online quarrel, she called the public relations department while personally coming to Ye Mengyu's house, intending to shut down everyone's microphone!
The public relations departments of Xingyao and Zhou acted quickly and saved Ye Mengyu's life!
"Sister, it wasn't me who started the fight. Zhou Xuran started it, so how could I possibly indulge her? Anyway, the fight is over, the data is there, and the matter is over. I'll try to ignore her from now on, okay?"
After saying that, he sighed again.
"I'd rather believe in pie in the sky than trust you. Why are you sighing? I'm not even sighing."
She had nothing to worry about now. As long as the show wasn't finished, Jiang Fanyu would definitely keep his artists around for the sake of his own show. And Zhou's PR department was far more powerful than any other PR firm in the entertainment industry. Asking them to control comments and delete posts was a complete waste of talent. With CEO Zhou placing so much importance on Xiaoyu, she had nothing to fear.
But what needs to be said must be said, and what needs to be scared must be scared.
"My dad wants me to go to the company two days a week to learn the business. I'm not cut out for that. Besides, I don't have the time..."
[I don't want to go. I'll be exhausted and my brain won't be able to do anything.]
Sister Luan's eyes lit up. "Why don't you go back to the company? Are you stupid? Zhou's is just a small company. Are you still taking advantage of it? Go away, why don't you have time? You're so idle every day that you're almost growing hair. You have plenty of time."
"We're going to record the show tomorrow."
"How much time do we have to record the show? You don't have to design the clothes. The most you can do is come up with an idea and show the finished product during the recording. How much time can you spend on it?"
"Sister, didn't you just promise to bring in money to film an ancient idol group?"
"Choosing a play takes time, doesn't it? Since you've already brought in funding, you can't just hire any director, right? You can't find a bunch of weird, plastic surgery internet celebrities to act alongside you, right? You can't find someone who adds scenes and steals your highlights, right? The screenwriter can't play on popular clichés, and the plot can't be too stupid, right? Doesn't all this take time?"
"Oh, sister, you are worrying about the producer, right?"
"You want to make a drama and invest money, but can't I be a producer?"
oh.
All right.
"Ah...but I don't want to do business. I don't know how. Seeing those reports and data gives me a headache, makes me sleepy, and makes me see stars."
"If you don't go, you won't get a share of Mr. Zhou's 100 billion yuan in assets. If we split it equally, it'll be 20 billion yuan."
Twenty billion...
Ye Mengyu curled her lips.
"How can I possibly split it equally with my biased father? I might not even get two million."
"Then before we divide it up, just coax out as much as you can. Aren't you going to get over 100 million in the next few days?"
That's true.
"So, I'm very worried. I don't want to go to work, I don't want to be a wage earner..."
"Shut up and go back to sleep. If you keep talking, I'm going to lose control of myself and strangle you to death."
Sister Luan said this and stood up and walked around the room.
"What?"
"Check if there's anything that shouldn't be seen. Pack your underwear and other things. If you have any small toys or something, hide them quickly. Netizens have sharp eyes. If the program crew doesn't notice it during post-editing, you'll be exposed."
Ye Mengyu was speechless. "Sister, I'm not that lonely."
"Everyone has needs. There's nothing shameful about it. It's normal."
[You middle-aged aunts are really too strong. I have been single since birth and I can't bear it.]
"I know, I know, sister. I'm going to sleep. Let me go."
After much persuasion and after he swore never to speak again, we finally got him to leave.
Why are there so many things happening every day?
I'm almost exhausted and stupid.
After taking a shower, I finished half a bottle of red wine, made a facial mask, and brushed my teeth for a while before shaking my dad to see the giant pandas: Huahua, Menglan, Fu Yizhen, Kekeaiai, Chen Yuanrun...
Fell asleep in a daze.
The national treasure is still cute!
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