There are few employees in this world who don't complain about their boss. It has nothing to do with them, so Tang Yili didn't feel relieved after hearing this.
When it was his turn to face the emperor, Tang Yili didn't waste any time, pushed open the heavy office door, and poked his head out playfully. He originally wanted to give Xun Lang a surprise appearance, but he didn't know that Chen Sheng was also there.
"Mr. Li's duties must be prepared in advance..." Chen Sheng stopped mid-sentence.
Xun Lang raised his eyes to glance at her, and then lowered his eyes quickly.
Tang Yili was a little embarrassed, so he walked over and said hello.
"Uncle Chen, do you want me to go out and wait for a while?"
Chen Sheng went to see Xun Lang.
After all, it involves changes in senior personnel and is an important company secret.
Xun Lang was sitting at the table, holding a folder in one hand and a pen in the other hand to draw marks like check marks, horizontal lines, and crosses on it.
"No, Mr. Chen, please continue."
Chen Sheng stood and motioned for Tang Yili to sit at the table. Tang Yili smiled, went over obediently, and sat upright like a primary school student.
Chen Sheng continued to report on the major personnel changes.
Tang Yili sat opposite Xun Lang. Seeing that his expression was a little solemn, he quietly lay down at the table without making a sound.
Halfway through, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes sharp and bright. The next second, he returned to the document and wrote several lines of comments with a pen.
A few strokes can affect the lives of many people.
Tang Yili stuck out his tongue, feeling a little more about the power of life and death.
Not long after, Xun Lang finished writing, put down the pen, closed the folder and handed it to Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng lowered his head and browsed. He already knew the executives who were on the layoff list.
Xun Lang has already secured his position. He once said that royalists and princelings will be treated equally, but now he directly overthrows them with actions, kills dissidents, cultivates confidants, and adopts a proper hawkish style - tough stance, direct attitude, and support of confrontation - this
It is a different style from that of Confucian businessman Ji Nanyun.
Nowadays, Xun Lang is ruthless and powerful, and no one in the company dares to surrender.
With lingering fear, Chen Sheng confirmed the contents of the document, did not dare to stay any longer, and left the office.
Only Tang Yili and Xun Lang were left in the room.
Xun Lang was still writing something with his head down, but his expression had softened, and he would greet Tang Yili from time to time.
Tang Yili squirmed on the chair, unable to hold back, and told Xun Lang about the invitation from Apple TV.
"Tell me, do I want to appear on camera?"
Xun Lang: "If you ask me whether I will prevent you from showing up, then there is no need to ask. I have no objection to you participating in any normal social activities."
"But if you ask me whether this matter can really have any good effect on Yili Clothing, I have reservations."
Tang Yili did want to ask for permission. She was afraid of the family rules of the Zhai family and the Ji family. She had already engraved them in her heart. She was afraid that Xun Lang wouldn't like it, so she drew a line for herself in advance and didn't dare to violate the rules.
When she heard that Xun Lang had no objection, she was interested in another reason and asked.
"Then tell me, why do you think it is not good for Yili Garments?"
Xun Lang paused at his pen and raised his head: "Variety shows on TV stations are all based on scripts. You'd better read the script first. Then you'll know what kind of persona you are set up to be."
Tang Yili's identity is neither a pure person nor a celebrity. It can only be said to be somewhere in between, but it cannot be accurately classified as a socialite.
Because of her fear of society, she could not attend a few cocktail parties in high-class circles a year, and there was no room for Tang Yili in other social circles.
Therefore, the public's understanding of Tang Yili is a blank, a mysterious blank like a military no-fly zone that cannot be seen on the map.
Xun Lang is right. Apple TV has taken advantage of the public's curiosity and has already preset a position for Tang Yili.
Tang Yili went to Apple TV to negotiate. After reading the script, her first reaction was "No, I can't do this."
The director is a middle-aged woman with thick makeup and disheveled hair. She looks like someone who stays up late all the time and is extremely excited.
"Mr. Li, this is all tailor-made for you. With your identity, scolding the students and being strict with them is all because you think highly of them. The audience is so impressed, as long as your husband's identity is revealed, everyone will
They will definitely support you, they will definitely say that you are of high birth, dare to speak up, and are not afraid of power, because you are powerful yourself..."
Tang Yili, who has the soul of a soft girl, was speechless.
"Every design deserves respect. It's not my personality at all to humiliate those student designers in public."
The director smiled nonchalantly: "What's the point? In front of the camera, everyone is acting. If you have a stronger personality, it will be easier for everyone to remember you."
"Besides, as long as you have traffic, it will also be popular for Yili Garments."
It is easy to talk and discuss, which is the pedantic harmony. Only the quarrel is the eternal highlight.
The logic of Apple TV is indeed eye-catching.
But Tang Yili was a little scared, so she backed down and wanted to reject the offer, so she told the director, "I'll think about it again."
This is a great opportunity. The director didn't believe that anyone would be willing to miss it. He felt that Tang Yili was being pretentious and said with a smile: "Okay, you can think about it. I'll wait for your reply, but not for too long. If you really don't want to participate, I will still
I need to find someone else to be this mentor."
Tang Yili picked up her platinum bag and walked out of the TV station's conference room. Outside the cubicle, the sound of keyboards clicking and people walking around were all busy.
Walking through the corridor, there was a capable female white-collar person who passed by Tang Yili. She was on the phone.
Tang Yili heard it clearly, and the man said: "Yes, the director has just met his first instructor... Yes, if you have time, please invite Mr. Qin to come in."
I don’t know how many people named Qin are there in the world, but Tang Yili is now sensitive to "Qin". As soon as she heard this, she quickened her pace and walked quickly to the elevator hall.
As soon as I stood firm, there was a ding, and the elevator reached the station. The metal door slowly opened, and the man in front of me looked up.
Time stopped for a second.
The secretary in the elevator urged, "Mr. Qin, Sister Kitty, we're here."
Qin Sheng then stepped out and took the initiative to say hello to Tang Yili: "Hey, what a coincidence, you are also here to talk about Tianqiao Neonshang's program?"
The word "ye" explains the problem very well.
That means Qin Sheng was also invited.
Due to the crowds coming and going around, it was not convenient to speak, so Tang Yili could only say in a hurry, "Yes."
"Then you get busy first."
She was about to leave directly, but Qin Sheng persuaded her to stay: "Can you wait for me for a few minutes? I'll say a few words to the director and then come over to find you."
"Looking for me?" Tang Yili was surprised, "What's the matter?"
Qin Sheng: "About this program."
Tang Yili hesitated, and the secretary next to him urged again, "There is a cafe downstairs. Why don't you, Mr. Li, go there and wait for Mr. Qin? We and Mr. Qin can go in first, okay?"
The director had a bad temper and would scold people for a long time. The secretary's eyes were filled with nervousness. Tang Yili had no intention of making things difficult, so he agreed and went downstairs to wait.