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489. Chapter 488 Can't you guys be a little human?

489. Chapter 488 Can’t you all be a little humane?

Author: Tang Juyi

Chapter 488 Can’t you guys be a little more humane?

"How on earth do you do things, huh? Why do I, Lanny, have an idiot subordinate like you? Huh?"

In the lounge, Pang Xiaobai, who had changed into a suit, had an angry look on his face, pointed at Hu Qiang's head, and cursed in front of Brother Ming!

"What do I, Lanni, usually teach you? Huh? Customers are my parents. I, Lanny, must always be grateful and meet the requirements of my customers at any time. What about you? What are you doing? Ah? What are you doing?

What exactly is going on in your mind?"

Being scolded by Pang Xiaobai continuously, Hu Qiang said with a bitter face: "Little... Mr. Lanny, I..."

"What am I?" Pang Xiaobai interrupted Hu Qiang, "How dare you talk back?"

Immediately afterwards, Pang Xiaobai continued to output: "Is your mind full of mud? It sucks! It sucks!

You are truly the worst subordinate I have ever had, the worst among them!

I’m so disappointed!”

Speaking of this, Pang Xiaobai pinched his waist with both hands and kept panting, looking very angry.

Brother Ming, who was sitting on the sofa, was about to speak when Pang Xiaobai, who caught a glimpse of this scene, suddenly pointed at Hu Qiang's forehead and continued to curse:

"Let me ask you, is it difficult to order red chocolate beans?

Xiao Honghong’s request was not many, just fifty pages of A4 paper with five small characters and double spacing.

Can’t you handle such a small request?

If you don’t want to do it anymore, just say so!

There are a lot of people who want to serve Brother Ming and Xiao Honghong, they are all waiting in line, you are the only one missing!"

After taking a deep breath and pushing up his glasses, Pang Xiaobai pursed his lips and said to Hu Qiang, who lowered his head and said nothing: "Why are you still standing there? Go to work quickly and get ready!"

Hu Qiang quickly took out his mobile phone, looking very scared: "Yes, yes, Mr. Lanny, don't be angry, I will..."

"Are you telling me, Lanny, not to be angry?" Pang Xiaobai pouted and roared again, "You are telling our Brother Ming not to be angry, and be quick!"

Hu Qiang nodded, and hurriedly walked to the side with a scared look on his face and pretended to make a phone call, looking completely frightened.

Pang Xiaobai snorted, then pinched his waist with his hands and breathed, then turned around and looked at Brother Ming with a charming smile on his face: "Brother Ming, I'm sorry, I made you laugh.

In fact, I have wanted to whip this idiot for a long time. You just gave me this opportunity today. I should thank you.

So, don't worry about him. If you have any requests, just mention them to me, Lanni!

As long as it’s your Brother Ming’s request, I, Lanny, will definitely satisfy it!”

"That's pretty much it." Brother Ming nodded.

Pang Xiaobai folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, bowed slightly and kept smiling: "As long as you are happy, anything will do!"

Brother Ming nodded with a straight face, looked around, then frowned and waved his hand: "Why are there no flowers in the lounge?"

Pang Xiaobai was stunned, looked around and found that there were indeed no flowers.

Taking a deep breath, Pang Xiaobai turned into an angry bear in an instant, spread his hands and shouted: "Where are the flowers? Where are the flowers that Brother Ming wants?"

After yelling, Pang Xiaobai turned around and yelled again at the confused Hu Qiang: "Why are there no flowers? Why!"

Hu Qiang blinked and was about to speak when the door suddenly opened and he saw Sha Lele walking in holding a stack of large-character posters.

"Brother Ming!" After Sha Lele came in, he quickly ran to Brother Ming's side, "Look, I've pasted them all according to your requirements. These are the rest."

Brother Ming looked at it and nodded calmly.

Hu Qiang took a look at the stack of large-character posters in Shalele's hand and found that the words "Little Honghong Lounge" were written in big red letters on them.

Seeing this, Hu Qiang asked in confusion: "Lele, what is this?"

Shalele raised his head and explained: "Manager Hu, Brother Ming told me before that he was worried that some illegitimate fans would sneak in and harass Xiao Honghong, so he asked me to post this on the outside of other rooms to confuse fans.

.”

"It's high! It's really high!" Pang Xiaobai immediately gave a thumbs up to Brother Ming, "It's true, it's false, it's false, it's true, Brother Ming is worthy of being a veteran, praise!"

Brother Ming waved his hands calmly: "These are all basic operations. You should have done them in advance, but you still have to remind you. It's so unprofessional!"

"Brother Ming is right to teach you a lesson." Pang Xiaobai smiled at Brother Ming, "They are so unprofessional. I, Lanny, will definitely teach them a lesson when I get back!"

Speaking of this, Pang Xiaobai looked at Sha Lele, then turned around decisively and yelled at Hu Qiang: "Why are you standing there in such a daze? Why don't you apologize to Brother Ming?"

Hu Qiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly to Brother Ming: "I'm sorry, Brother Ming, it's because we were negligent in our work and not professional enough."

"Forget it, let's leave it as it is." Brother Ming waved his hands magnanimously, "But again, why are there no flowers in the lounge?"

Hu Qiang blinked and raised his head to look at Sha Lele: "Lele, why are there no flowers prepared in the lounge?"

Shalele was stunned: "Flowers? It's not written in the contract that you have to prepare flowers?"

Brother Ming said coldly: "The contract is dead, but the person is alive. If the contract is not written, can't you be a little more humane?"

Immediately afterwards, Brother Ming looked up at the ceiling forty-five degrees and said with a look of reminiscence:

"I still remember that when we, Xiao Honghong, were filming in the northwest, he just casually said he wanted to drink milk tea. As a result, the crew immediately flew tea from Wuyi Mountain, milk from Inner Mongolia, and a senior milk tea master from Guangzhou.

, specializing in making milk tea on-site for Xiaohonghong.

What is human touch? This is called human touch!"

Having said this, Brother Ming turned his head and looked at Hu Qiang with a disappointed look on his face, pointing at him with his fingers: "You guys, you guys, you are really the most inhumane group I have ever seen! It really disappoints me.

Got it!"

Upon hearing this, Pang Xiaobai immediately transformed into an angry Xiaobai, turned to Hu Qiang and roared loudly: "Why are you still standing there? Go and get ready! Remember to buy big red roses, fill the room, and arrange it in the direction of the sex room.

Brother Ming must be satisfied and Honghong must be satisfied, do you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it." Hu Qiang said quickly.

Pang Xiaobai then turned around and turned into a smiling Xiaobai again. He smiled at Brother Ming and said, "Brother Ming, don't worry, we will definitely satisfy you and Xiao Honghong."

Brother Ming nodded, stood up slowly and said, "Okay, let's do that. When your lounge is ready, I'll call Xiao Honghong over."

Speaking of this, Brother Ming looked at his watch, then raised his head and said, "But you have to hurry up. There are only two hours of shooting time left. Once the two hours are over, we will leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qiang immediately frowned: "Two hours of shooting time? Didn't the contract stipulate six hours?"

Brother Ming frowned and shook his head: "It's really tiring to talk to unprofessional people!"

Immediately afterwards, Brother Ming stretched out his hand and gestured: "Let me calculate it for you, it took us an hour on the way here, another hour to go back, an hour to put on makeup, and an hour late, so wouldn't there be only two hours left for shooting?

?”

After hearing Brother Ming's explanation, Hu Qiang was stunned: "That's all. Lateness also counts?"

"Otherwise?" Brother Ming said matter-of-factly, "Is it my fault for the traffic jam on the road?"
Chapter completed!
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