The cooperation failed to come to fruition, but in the end Xi Xiangdong was tricked quite a bit. Since he became the president of Global, he has rarely been tricked so harshly.
Only Yang Yunguang has ever seen him drunk, but in fact, his thinking is still clear and organized when he is drunk. It is absolutely impossible for anyone to get him drunk and take advantage of the contract.
After dinner, as usual, it was time to go to a nightclub to sing karaoke. There was a room full of young models dressed up like ladies, talking about "director" and "boss". They started scolding each other vigorously, showing how noble and cynical they were, but in the blink of an eye they were no longer just one.
Vice virtue.
People in the entertainment industry also look at you. Even if you were a big influence in the past and everyone called you a brother-in-law, once you leave, they will still give your contract to Huanqiu. This is the cruelty of reality.
Network? In the final analysis, it is based on money and status. When you don’t have these two things, network is useless.
Yang Yunguang struggled to get him into a taxi and asked, "Where do you live now?"
His steps were already shaky, and he was conscious: "Go back to the company first... take a shower..."
"What?" She thought she heard wrongly and asked again, but he stopped talking.
She had no choice but to do as she was told and reported the company's address to the taxi driver.
At this point, everyone else in the office had already gotten off work. She put one hand on his armpit and went to look for the door card in her bag with the other hand. Half of his weight rested on her shoulders, making her almost breathless.
Finally, the door jam clicked on the sensor, and the automatic door opened on both sides. Xi Xiangdong stepped in, tilted his body, and fell on the newspaper column.
There was a crashing sound, and Yang Yunguang frowned. When he fell down, his collar brushed against her face, causing burning pain. In the darkness, she found him sitting on the ground like that, with his head tilted against the wall, asleep!
She called a few times: "Xiangdong?"
His brows were tangled, and he muttered: "Girl, put the bath water in for me..."
She suddenly felt pain in her heart, as if something was broken.
Finally, I took out my cell phone from him and searched it in the phone book. I found that there was indeed a number named "Girl" in the note.
She pressed the dial out of nowhere, and at that moment it was as if there was a devil hiding in her heart, clamoring to devour something.
After the phone rang for a long time, someone finally answered: "Hello... Mr. Xi?"
The young female voice is... Pei Xiao.
She withered quickly like a dehydrated leaf. Her mouth felt dry for a while, and she opened her mouth, unable to speak several times.
Finally, there was a "click" and I hung up the phone.
Pei Xiao looked at the phone blankly. It was Xi Xiangdong's phone number.
After a while, the phone vibrated and a text message was sent.
"He was drunk and in the basement office room at No. XX, XX Road, Chaoyang District."
Pei Xiao was startled. Such a tone was obviously not from Xi Xiangdong himself. Who was with him?
When Pei Xiao rushed to the office building of Bo Xiao Company, the lights in the entire building had been turned off, and only the backup lighting was on.
Walking in the deserted corridor, every step seems to have an echo.
She felt upset. A woman's intuition convinced her that the person who sent the text message was a woman. Could she still be with Xi Xiangdong now?
That scene must have been very embarrassing. She stood at the bottom of several stairs for a long time, not daring to move. Finally, she encouraged herself: "Believe in him." Then she walked down.
[Torture Yang Yunguang again.] The cooperation failed to come to fruition, but in the end Xi Xiangdong was tricked quite a bit. Since he became the president of Worldwide, he has rarely been tricked so harshly.
Only Yang Yunguang has ever seen him drunk, but in fact, his thinking is still clear and organized when he is drunk. It is absolutely impossible for anyone to get him drunk and take advantage of the contract.
After dinner, as usual, it was time to go to a nightclub to sing karaoke. There was a room full of young models dressed up like ladies, talking about "director" and "boss". They started scolding each other vigorously, showing how noble and cynical they were, but in the blink of an eye they were no longer just one.
Vice virtue.
People in the entertainment industry also look at you. Even if you were a big influence in the past and everyone called you a brother-in-law, once you leave, they will still give your contract to Huanqiu. This is the cruelty of reality.
Network? In the final analysis, it is based on money and status. When you don’t have these two things, network is useless.
Yang Yunguang struggled to get him into a taxi and asked, "Where do you live now?"
His steps were already shaky, and he was conscious: "Go back to the company first... take a shower..."
"What?" She thought she heard wrongly and asked again, but he stopped talking.
She had no choice but to do as she was told and reported the company's address to the taxi driver.
At this point, everyone else in the office had already gotten off work. She put one hand on his armpit and went to look for the door card in her bag with the other hand. Half of his weight rested on her shoulders, making her almost breathless.
Finally, the door jam clicked on the sensor, and the automatic door opened on both sides. Xi Xiangdong stepped in, tilted his body, and fell on the newspaper column.
There was a crashing sound, and Yang Yunguang frowned. When he fell down, his collar brushed against her face, causing burning pain. In the darkness, she found him sitting on the ground like that, with his head tilted against the wall, asleep!
She called a few times: "Xiangdong?"
His brows were tangled, and he muttered: "Girl, put the bath water in for me..."
She suddenly felt pain in her heart, as if something was broken.
Finally, I took out my cell phone from him and searched it in the phone book. I found that there was indeed a number named "Girl" in the note.
She pressed the dial out of nowhere, and at that moment it was as if there was a devil hiding in her heart, clamoring to devour something.
After the phone rang for a long time, someone finally answered: "Hello... Mr. Xi?"
The young female voice is... Pei Xiao.
She withered quickly like a dehydrated leaf. Her mouth felt dry for a while, and she opened her mouth, unable to speak several times.
Finally, there was a "click" and I hung up the phone.
Pei Xiao looked at the phone blankly. It was Xi Xiangdong's phone number.
After a while, the phone vibrated and a text message was sent.
"He was drunk and in the basement office room at No. XX, XX Road, Chaoyang District."
Pei Xiao was startled. Such a tone was obviously not from Xi Xiangdong himself. Who was with him?
When Pei Xiao rushed to the office building of Bo Xiao Company, the lights in the entire building had been turned off, and only the backup lighting was on.
Walking in the deserted corridor, every step seems to have an echo.
She felt upset. A woman's intuition convinced her that the person who sent the text message was a woman. Could she still be with Xi Xiangdong now?
That scene must have been very embarrassing. She stood at the bottom of several stairs for a long time, not daring to move. Finally, she encouraged herself: "Believe in him." Then she walked down.