The elevator of Emperor Company stopped at the 18th floor. My script had to be handed over to the director in the studio. The studio was empty. Did I go the wrong way?
Turning around, a man in his twenties appeared behind me.
The man was extremely handsome in appearance, his face was as clear as a sculpture, and his angular face was extremely handsome. He had thick black hair and a pair of piercing eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, which made people fall in love with him if they were not careful.
With his tall nose and moderately thick red lips, he looks very serious and hard to get close to.
I mustered up the courage and stopped in front of the man: "Sir, where are the staff here?"
The man's brows furrowed slightly, making him even more unapproachable: "Who are you?"
"Hello, I am a screenwriter from Renault Company and I am here to deliver the script as scheduled today." As I said that, I took out a business card from my pocket and handed it to the man with both hands: "My name is..."
"You don't have to go to work!" The man didn't take my business card, and his words were full of command.
I don’t understand what right he has to fire me? Why would he fire me???
"Sir, what are you talking about?" I asked him in surprise as I put away the business card.
"Don't you understand? You're fired! Do you want me to call your supervisor and ask him to inform you directly?"
I have never seen such a domineering and unreasonable man. He may be very capable, but he must have a reason to fire me, right?
"Why did you fire me?" The importance of this job to me made my voice almost hoarse. Did he know that once I was fired, I would really have to work as a waitress.
The man's face darkened, and he put one hand in his pocket: "When will I notify you to deliver the script?"
"9 o'clock!"
"What time is it now?"
I looked at the clock and saw that it was now 9:05. It was indeed less than 9 when I arrived at the company, but there were too many people getting on and off the elevator, which caused a 5-minute delay. Could it be that the reason he fired me was because I was late?
Five minutes?
"Listen to my explanation..." My toughness just now was completely gone. I was just like a beggar begging for mercy, eager for him to keep me, because I can't lose this job!!
"I don't want to hear any explanation from you. My name is Lin Yuze. If you have any dissatisfaction with my dismissal, you can complain." After Lin Yuze finished speaking his sharp and powerful words, I was like a bolt from the blue, and the script in my hand slipped.
On the ground...
Lin Yuze, he is the most famous and prestigious agent in the entertainment industry, and the music director of the Emperor Group. There is no artist he likes who is not popular, and no artist he packages is not popular. At the same time, his status and his
His character has always been consistent and he does not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. My tardiness resulted in my dismissal. Even if I knelt down and begged him today, he would not change his mind.
Without any explanation, he quickly left the Emperor Group.
I know, everything is finished...
The script I wrote after staying up all night for three days fell to the ground like waste paper. My hard work is now of no use to me...
Han Yi'er didn't know that after she left, Lin Yuze was just about to go back to the office, but happened to step on the script that Han Yi'er had dropped.
He bent down slightly, picked up the script and flipped through a few pages.
When he turned to the middle pages, his eyes suddenly lit up...