Chapter 241 I’m sorry, I’m guilty

Anyway, for this group of fun-loving people, it doesn’t matter who can debut, but it’s important to be able to firmly keep Charming away from the debut position!

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In the office building of Chonghua Entertainment, Ding Guang looked at the computer monitor in front of him with dull eyes. His whole body was numb as if he had just undergone electrotherapy.

If he is guilty, please let the law punish him, instead of people who want to dig up dirty information not being able to dig it out, and people who don't want dirty information leaking out.

Those who work hard to suppress cannot be suppressed, and those who work hard to support cannot be popular.

What are you doing? Just let him do the hard work alone, right?

If things continue like this, Ding Guang has no doubt that sooner or later, he will be regarded as an undercover agent sent by the rival company by Chong Minghe, and then he will be brutally fired on the grounds that he "walks into the company with his left foot first when he gets up early to go to work."

Get rid of it!

He is quite old, and the recruitment conditions of today's companies are so harsh. If he is fired hastily, he may not be able to find another job with the same salary and treatment.

So he really needs this job! Woooooooooo!

After slumping in his office chair and emoting for a while, Ding Guang suppressed the strong impulse in his heart to give up and planned an escape route for himself in advance.

Then the more he thought about it, the more he felt...

To be honest, if it weren't for his livelihood, he wouldn't take the initiative to report to work even if Chong Minghe beat him to death!

On the contrary, it made him look like a confused little brother pretending to be mature.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator reached the top floor.

Two strands of his hair, which had always been meticulously taken care of, were playfully raised, completely disintegrating the image he had specially created as a 'cold boss, socialite, and industry elite'.

Not to mention how comfortable the whole person looks.

He never likes to hear nonsense.

It is neither nutritious nor a waste of time.

The other party must be very free and respond to messages very quickly.

There is also a large bottle of Feizhai Happy Water and an exquisite glass goblet on the small coffee table next to it.

Instead, he took a sip of Feizhai Happy Water from the goblet and said in a rather unhappy tone: "Didn't you say you have to report to work? You can start now."

While gently shaking gracefully, he said in a calm voice: "Please come in."

In short: Chinese people always like to be harmonious and compromise. If you say that this room is too dark and a window must be opened here, no one will allow it. But if you advocate removing the roof, they will come.

Reconciled and willing to open the window.

After all, tigers are quite cute when they don't show their fangs, just squint their eyes and lazily bask in the sun, and lick their paws.

Chong Minghe didn't answer him.

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes: emmm, there are hundreds of millions of things at work that I want to report to you~]

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes and golden eyes: Okay, I’ll be there soon~]

But Ding Guang would not relax his tense nerves just because he was dressed more casually today.

Instead of waiting for Chong Minghe to come to plead guilty, he might as well give Chong Minghe a vaccination first and tell him that Feng Yasong might have been born to be a superstar, and the heat could not be suppressed, so her heaven-sacrifice script was likely to change.

It became a heaven-defying script, allowing Chong Minghe to prepare mentally in advance.

If Feng Yasong hadn't made his debut, it would have seemed like he had merit.

In the office, the young CEO, who treats the company as his home, is lazily sitting on the leather sofa with his legs crossed, eating potato chips and watching anime on his tablet.

So Ding Guang rubbed his hands slightly awkwardly, and said with a smile as soon as he came in: "Um...I'm so sorry, Mr. Zhong, I didn't disturb you by coming here at this time, right?"

After replying the message nonchalantly, Ding Guang grimaced and set the computer to standby mode.

Don't ask, the question is that their young Mr. Xiao Zhong looks like a human being, but he doesn't do anything to do with people!

Every time he reported work to him, Ding Guang felt that he would live ten years shorter!

Ding Guang sighed and walked out until he reached the door of the president's office. Then he put away his frustration and knocked on the door with force.

In this way, if Feng Yasong really makes his debut in a high position, Chong Minghe won't be too disappointed with him.

Not only was he angry, but he also instigated me to do so many immoral things that it would cost me my life!

Then with a heart heavier than going to the grave, he left the office step by step, walked into the elevator, and went straight to the top floor.

Ding Guang, who was waiting outside the door, received permission, then gently opened the office door and walked in.

All I can do is open WeChat and send a message to spy on the enemy!

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes: Mr. Zhong, are you in the company now? 】

[Zhou Bapi (Mr. Zhong): Come to my office and talk face to face.]

Instead, he bent his long legs and lay lazily on the sofa.

[Xiao Ding Xiao Ding, fiery eyes and golden eyes: now? 】

Then he looked around and made sure that there was no strange object in the entire office that could make his domineering persona collapse on the spot. Then he lazily settled back on the sofa and picked up the bottle of Fat House Happy Water.

Glass goblets.

[Zhou Bapi (Mr. Zhong): Yeah.]

After hearing the knock on the door, he slowly removed the anime on his tablet and replaced it with "Flash! Girl!" produced by his own company.

He looked so cautious and cautious, just like a little eunuch struggling to survive under the emperor!

And his emperor, who was rare today, was not wearing a suit and was sitting upright.

Potato chips and Feizhai Happy Water were also put in the drawer.

[Zhou Bapi (Mr. Zhong): Yes, is there anything? 】

But that doesn't stop it from being a terrifying beast.

The white shirt he was wearing had two buttons unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up casually.

The more Ding Guang thought about it, the more it made sense, but he didn't dare to disturb Chong Minghe's rest during off-duty hours.

Ding Guang has known this for a long time, but he can't help it. He is born to be a talkative and sterile person. He often starts talking nonsense before his brain has time to remind himself not to talk nonsense.

So from Chong Minghe's tone, he knew that he was talking nonsense again.

He raised his hand and slapped himself lightly, then resisted the urge to apologize crazily, lowered his head, and began to examine himself in the direction of Zhong Minghe: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhong, I'm guilty.

I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task you gave me."

"But it's not because I don't work hard. In fact, it's quite the opposite. I have room and board at the company these days, and am online 24 hours a day. I am so worried that my hairline has receded several centimeters, but that song of elegance is like

It’s like God is chasing after her to feed her. Not only can’t she dig out any black stuff, but even the black stuff we manually create for her can be easily resolved time and time again! And the darker it gets, the hotter it becomes!”
Chapter completed!