Although Zhang Ming knew that Su Luo was someone that President Song favored, it didn't mean he would take him seriously. Wasn't he just a mere supervisor?
He didn't believe that Song Lingshan would help him every time. Besides, he shared Ye Xiaotian's opinion that Song Lingshan and Su Luo probably had no relationship.
If there really is a connection, why not give him a position as a president's assistant, just as a minor manager?
Su Luo glared at him and said, "Because I'm your boss."
Although he became a supervisor through Song Lingshan's connections, he also wants to prove to everyone that he is capable of doing this job well.
He couldn't do what his predecessor did, ignoring Zhang Ming, this scoundrel, and letting him drag down the overall professional level of the photography department.
Moreover, Song Lingshan said yesterday that her company does not employ useless people.
"Are you worthy? Look at you, acting all effeminate and unable to speak properly, yet you call yourself my boss. I was only being polite to President Song yesterday, but you really think you're something special!"
Zhang Ming mocked without any politeness.
"Can't film, huh? Then you really are just as President Song said—a complete waste!"
Su Luoteng stood up abruptly, strode past Zhang Ming, and left the supervisor's office.
He shouted to the employees in the office area, "Zhang Ming can't film Xiao Mei anymore, who wants to film her?"
The crowd erupted in excitement, all looking up and raising their hands in anticipation.
"I can take pictures!"
"I can do it too!"
"Wow, it's Xiaomei! I can do it too!"
You should know that Xiaomei is a rising star that the company is heavily promoting; she has both great looks and talent.
From Su Luo's perspective, it means that as long as the filming is done well, he will become Xiao Mei's personal photographer and editor from now on.
Taking responsibility for such a promising artist means that the artist will have a good future.
Not only will your fame increase, but your salary will also naturally rise. Wouldn't it be foolish not to take advantage of such a good thing?
Su Luo glanced at everyone and noticed that Ye Xiaotian was the most agitated.
It seemed that Ye Xiaotian's goddess was Xiaomei, and his photography skills were much better than Zhang Ming's, so it was appropriate for him to be in charge of Xiaomei. He pointed to Ye Xiaotian.
"You're the one."
Ye Xiaotian stood up excitedly and said confidently, "Don't worry, supervisor, I'll definitely take beautiful pictures of Xiaomei!"
Su Luo is indeed his good brother. Even after becoming a manager, he didn't forget himself and shared his beloved goddess with him. He's such a good friend!
Zhang Ming, who was standing to the side, got so angry that he started swearing and pointing at Su Luo.
"Su Luo, you dare to give my artist to your good brother? Is this how you play the game?!"
"Fine, you just wait and see!"
Su Luo looked back at him without fear. "I'll be waiting."
He was just doing what a supervisor should do, what was he afraid of?
Zhang Ming glared at him fiercely, then strode over to open the office and slammed the door shut.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, secretly admiring Su Luo's courage. Although she looked like a woman, she had a fierce temper, daring to provoke even Zhang Ming. Truly impressive.
Su Luo rubbed her temples, looked up and said, "Ye Xiaotian, you, you come with me."
Ye Xiaotian followed Su Luo to the office.
Su Luo sat down at her workstation, took a sip of water, and handed Xiao Mei's basic information to Ye Xiaotian.
Ye Xiaotian said worriedly, "I haven't received the goddess's information."
"Su Luo, you've really fallen out with Zhang Ming like this. You know he has connections. You finally got promoted to supervisor. What if he sabotages you and brings you down?"
"I think it would be better if you gave him a way out tomorrow."
He then handed Xiaomei's information back.
"Xiao Mei, let's just let him take the photos. You're still young and have a bright future. Don't bother with this kind of scum, okay?"
He and Su Luo were colleagues for three years. They both joined the company right after graduating from university and had always had a good relationship.
When he first started working, his salary was very low, and he often didn't have enough to eat. Su Luo would bring him an extra lunch every day, and he could never forget that kindness.
Although it was hard for him to refuse the opportunity to photograph the goddess, he didn't want his brother to be demoted or leave his job because of it.
After all, they are best brothers. How can they disregard their brotherhood for a woman?
Su Luo pushed the folder back and said with a smile.
"I have nothing to fear if my conscience is clear, so what is there to be afraid of?"
Ye Xiaotian blinked. "You really don't plan to change your mind?"
Su Luo nodded.
Since Su Luo had already made up his mind, Ye Xiaotian didn't plan to persuade him anymore. He would let him be. If he got fired, Ye Xiaotian's salary was still relatively stable, and he could treat him to a meal or something.
He took the folder from her and joked.
"Hey? I've noticed that you sometimes stutter and sometimes don't. You even say the tongue-twisting phrase 'A straight body has nothing to fear' so fluently."
"I remember you used to have a really bad stutter. What's wrong with you lately? You speak so fluently. Have you been taking medication?"
Su Luo rolled her eyes at him.
"I didn't eat."
"I, I don't know either, it's just that when I get emotional, I seem to stutter less."
He had seen a doctor at the hospital before, and the doctor said there was nothing that could be done; he could only let nature take its course.
Maybe he'll recover someday.
...
Christia Beauty Salon.
Private VIP rooms.
This is the scene that Zhang Ming saw as soon as he entered the room.
Nami Ozawa lay lazily on the beauty bed, a whitening mask on her face and a thin blanket covering her body.
A young beautician in a pink uniform stood at the head of the bed, gently massaging her head.
Ozawa Nami glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhang Ming glanced at the beautician.
Nami Ozawa understood and spoke to the girl.
"You can go out now."
"yes."
The beautician tactfully left, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Nami Ozawa peeled off her face mask and propped herself up on the bed with her hands.
Zhang Ming spoke up.
"Sister, someone at your company is bullying me, I'm so angry!"
Nami Ozawa wrapped herself in a blanket, took out a pack of menthol cigarettes from her bag, pulled one out and held it between her fingers, slowly lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"What happened?"
Zhang Ming sat down next to Ozawa Nami and explained in detail what Su Luo had just done to him.
Nami Ozawa didn't say anything, she just quietly smoked her cigarette.
After finishing her cigarette, Ozawa Nami understood the whole story.
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