"How can I bother Secretary Song to come over and check on the progress of such a small thing as filming?" Lao Zheng said it very tactfully and seemed very sincere.
But to Song Tang, it sounded particularly fake.
In terms of age, length of service, and qualifications, Lao Zheng is an elder. Even though Song Tang is the secretary-general of the CEO's office, she is a newcomer. Normally, she should be the one complimenting him, but now it's the other way around.
When things go wrong, there must be monsters.
"Come on, come on, let me introduce you," Lao Zheng pushed the handsome guy next to her in front of her, "This is Shen Zhou, here to help with the shooting. Shen Zhou, this is the secretary-general of our President Rong, Song secret."
Shen Zhou is also a tall and handsome boy, and his familiar personality makes him more lovable than the introverted and shy Mingtian.
As soon as he saw Song Tang, he opened his mouth to praise, "I saw you just now when we were filming, and I was thinking, is this beautiful lady also here to shoot an advertisement? Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Sister Song."
Song Tang took a look at Shen Zhou. His makeup and hair were exquisite, and his image was even more elegant than that of the leading actor Mingtian.
Shen Zhou bent down and stretched out his hands impatiently.
Out of basic courtesy, Song Tang also extended her hand. Unexpectedly, Shen Zhou was so bold that he held it tightly and hooked her palm with his fingers.
The itching sensation in her palms made her quickly withdraw her hands. At such a young age, were they so greasy?
Shen Zhou's peach-blossom eyes kept firing at her, and his mouth was like honey. He spoke sweetly, "I thought Sister Song was a college student, but I didn't expect that she was already the secretary-general. Sister is so awesome."
Song Tang: "..."
Old Zheng said angrily: "Secretary Song, the spokesperson, at least have to speak on behalf of the product. When the time comes to appear on the show, every word and deed will represent our Rong's brand image. You have found a mute for Mr. Rong. Look... …”
Maybe he thought he had gone too far, so he kept silent and changed his words: "I know you have a good relationship with Manager Jiang, but Mingtian is too shy and has no ideas. Xiaohong relies on support, Dahong relies on fate, and force You will be condemned by God."
Song Tang made a mistake. Lao Zheng didn't feel that what he said was too much, but that he didn't speak clearly enough, so he made it clear so straightforwardly.
Song Tang smiled faintly, "Mr. Zheng, that's not what you said. Although I have a good relationship with Manager Jiang, I do not avoid relatives when recommending talents. I recommend them. In the end, it is Mr. Rong who has the final say. If you question Mr. Rong, just ask If he mentions it, why bother here to delay everyone's time?"
Mr. Zheng choked for a moment. It was his first time to fight. He didn't expect that Song Tang's words were as direct as her beauty.
He didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Song Tang reminded: "There are still twenty days before the new product is released. The problem with the previous spokesperson Bian Kai was unexpected by everyone, and the materials that were photographed became waste. You decided the list of candidates. Since Ming Ming If Tian is on the list, then he is qualified to be a spokesperson. Didn't you say that you have done detailed background checks? Now that you deny Mingtian, you are slapping yourself in the face?"
"..." He was so careless. How could he have thought that Mingtian and Song Tang, who were making up the numbers, had such a relationship?!
Song Tang was neither humble nor arrogant, without any emotions. He just stated the facts, "Mr. Zheng, who you like and who you want to praise is your business. I only know that Rongshi has signed Mingtian as the spokesperson. The brand department, The marketing department, publicity department, operations department, advertising department and other related departments, and of course Mr. Rong, are all waiting for this advertisement."
Lao Zheng's face was stiff and her expression became unnatural. Who knew she could hit the key points in every sentence.
He thought she was easy to handle.
"If there is a problem with the spokesperson, it is not your fault. However, on the premise that there is no problem with the spokesperson, you have been unable to hand in promotional materials. Do you think Mr. Feng will be needed to save the day in the end?"
"you……"
Mr. Feng and Mr. Zheng have always been bitter enemies.
When Shen Zhou looked at the two people who were at war with each other, he suddenly felt something was wrong and walked away silently.
"Song Tang," Lao Zheng was a little annoyed, "don't think you have Chairman Rong's backing, so you just point your fingers at my brand department. Be careful to shoot yourself in the foot."
Lao Zheng's suddenly raised voice and impolite tone immediately made everyone in the shed turn their heads.
Most people here know that Mr. Zheng is Party A’s father, and Song Tang is a new face, but few people know.
"Who made Mr. Zheng so angry?"
"It seems that he is a friend of Manager Jiang. We just got together to talk."
"No wonder, they are all thorns."
Jiang Fanxing was so angry that he was trembling. He kept holding it in, but another sentence from Shen Zhou floated in his ears.
Shen Zhou said: "You're related to me, it's normal to pull a little bit, otherwise, how can a dull-faced gourd be the spokesperson?"
With a "bang" sound, Jiang Fanxing slammed the water glass to the ground.
The whole place was silent.
Song Tang took advantage of this quiet opportunity and said loudly to everyone: "The original shooting plan was reviewed and signed by Mr. Rong. Director, you just have to shoot according to the original plan. Everyone, thank you for your hard work. Please stick to it and shoot it as soon as possible." Finish work early."
"Who do you think you are? Commanding me?"
"Then who are you? Can you take pictures?"
Lao Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, and angrily said, "Why should I direct if I know how to film?"
Song Tang retorted, "Since filming is the director's business, then why are you, Mr. Zheng, doing random instructions here?"
"you……"
Song Tang's voice was not as loud as Mr. Zheng's, but his unchanging momentum and aura even in the face of difficulties far surpassed Mr. Zheng's.
Just because your voice is loud doesn't mean it makes sense.
What is right and wrong, of those present, the director has the most say.
The director had already cursed in his heart, but he was helpless that Mr. Zheng was Party A’s father.
Seeing the director's hesitation, Song Tang added: "If you don't know how to shoot commercials according to the script, then I can hire Gao Ming. But what I want to remind you is that Mingtian is the spokesperson hired by the Rong family. The contract has been signed in black and white, and the commercial can't be shot." Okay, you don’t have to cooperate with the Rong family in the future."
The director immediately said he would shoot right away, "Is the makeup ready? Wia is ready, everyone, get in position right away and shoot right away."
Song Tang brought up Mr. Rong, but Lao Zheng did not dare to refute, and the director certainly did not dare to do so.
When Jiang Fanxing saw this, he immediately bent down to pick up the water glass and apologized on the spot, "Sorry, my hands are slippery, come on, come on, move, finish the photo and call it a day."
Mr. Zheng was speechless, and his throat hurt after roaring twice, but Song Tang's confident and unflinching look gave him the illusion that Rong Chuqin was there.
Everyone present followed the crowd. One person started, two people started, and everyone started.
Mingtian had already put on his makeup, and he looked at Song Tang from a distance. A ray of light suddenly lit up this dark day, and his tired body was filled with strength.
Mr. Zheng was extremely angry. The director didn't support him, and everyone didn't support him. He had been here all day, and now he felt like a clown and was disgraced.
"Song Tang, you...just wait for me!"
The filming started again, and without Mr. Zheng's "guidance", it went surprisingly smoothly.
Jiang Fanxing gave Song Tang a thumbs up and whispered: "It has to be Mrs. Song."
"Shhh... we have finally settled our relationship with Mr. Zheng."
"You have Xiaorong supporting you, what are you afraid of?"
"Still saying that?!"
"Okay, I shut up." This chapter has been completed!