Gao Min asked cautiously: "What about Yan Qing? Is there also a problem?"

"No." Chu Hanxing glanced at Yan Qing's date of birth, "She is an official, abides by the rules, and can even be a bit rigid."

Xiao Tao hesitated for a while, "Then who will target the studio?"

Gao Min paused for breath and said hoarsely: "I have a guess."

But not sure.

Because of such a villain's behavior, she never imagined that that person, who looked so glamorous on the outside, would not care whether he was good or bad when he used his methods.

Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows, "Your guess is correct."

Gao Min frowned: "Is it really Feng Ran?!"

Gao Min simply laughed in anger.

"He is a dignified president of a listed company. The entertainment company has countless artist resources, but he would actually target a studio as big as an ant."

It's like you already have a large manor at home, with hundreds of servants serving you, and you ask someone to smash the stove and steal the rice of a poor family who just had enough to eat. Not to mention that, the roof is also

It's not even possible for someone to overthrow it or start a new one.

Establish a monopoly, block the channels for fresh blood to come in, and always keep your position high.

The ugly face of capitalists is vividly reflected.

Gao Min had every reason to suspect that Feng Ran was unhappy because she terminated her contract with Chu Hanxing.

Xiao Tao was about to say something to comfort her when she saw Gao Min slap the table and stand up, snorting coldly: "It's so fucking despicable that you don't practice swordsmanship. How can such a weakling become the president of a listed company?"

Xiao Tao flinched and swallowed the words silently. Gao Min when he got angry was really scary.

Chu Hanxing picked up Lu Yingying's information and said quietly: "It's not worth it to be angry and hurt your liver. If you are bullied, you have to fight back."

"What do you want to do?" Gao Min asked.

Chu Hanxing's eyes moved slightly and he chuckled: "Just follow the plan."

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows, and it is still unclear who will win.

Gao Min understood the situation and approached Chu Hanxing, and the two discussed in a low voice.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the three of them had lunch together, and Chu Hanxing left with Xiao Tao with the information.

…

Four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Group.

"You said Gao Min hired you, and you were also an assistant?" Feng Ran turned his pen, his eyes unfocused.

Lu Yingying smiled and nodded, "Yes, I will go to work tomorrow."

"Not bad." Feng Ran continued to spin his pen.

Lu Yingying raised her chin confidently: "Mr. Feng, is it time to transfer the deposit to me?"

Feng Ran narrowed his eyes, and the contempt in his eyes flashed. He leaned back and raised his lips: "What's the hurry? If you want to cooperate with me, it depends on your own ability. Make some achievements first. If you really

If you have the ability to steal people from Gao Min, I will directly ask my assistant to draft the contract."

Lu Yingying's smile gradually disappeared and she frowned: "Didn't we agree at the beginning..."

"Miss Lu." Feng Ran interrupted unceremoniously, threw the pen on the table, and said coldly, "The medical expenses for your father's injury have been paid to the hospital. There is no agreement between you and me."

Two days ago, Feng Ran hit and injured Lu Yingying's father with his car, and he quickly asked his assistant to take care of it.

Lu Yingying found out Feng Ran's identity, but she didn't expect that the person who injured her father was a big CEO, so she wanted to use this to sell herself into Feng Ran's company, but she was coldly rejected by Feng Ran.

Lu Yingying was unwilling to give in. After her hard work, Feng Ran agreed to cooperate with her and let her work at Gao Min Studio. He would give Lu Yingying 500,000 and help her start her business.

Lu Yingying decisively agreed.

Now Lu Yingying has just had an interview, and she hasn't done anything yet. She wants to get the deposit, but Feng Ran will never agree.

Lu Yingying blushed but did not refute.

Feng Ran's eyes were cold: "Your academic qualifications will be screened out in the first round of interviews in our company. I am only willing to help you for the sake of your injured father.

You must understand that I have already given you a compensation fee."

Lu Yingying frowned and said in the same cold voice: "I know, next time, I will definitely let you sign a contract with me."

Bang, the sound of the door slamming was heard. Feng Ran stared at the closed door, sneered, and picked up the pen again.

A fool who dreams of reaching the sky in one step and doesn't even know how he died or how much he weighs when the time comes.

If he hadn't seen that she had some use value, he wouldn't have bothered to talk to her.

Not long after, the office door was pushed open again. Feng Ran looked up from the documents and saw Wen Tian coming over with a thermos bucket.

He frowned subconsciously, and Wen Tian saw it at a glance.

She smiled softly and said in a sweet voice: "Brother Ran, it's too hot. I brought you some iced mung bean soup to relieve the heat."

Feng Ran relaxed his brows, thinking it was some tonic soup.

A smile appeared on his face, he stood up and left the desk, put his arm around Wen Tian's waist, and led her to the sofa.

"Drink together."

Feng Ran opened the thermos bucket, and there was some crushed ice in the mung bean paste to relieve the heat.

"Tiantian, you are so considerate." Feng Ran said with a smile.

Wen Tian's cheeks were lightly red, and she raised her lips slightly: "Brother Ran, you have worked too hard. I'll cook some mung bean porridge. Even if my hands are burned, as long as it can make Brother Ran feel a little more comfortable on a hot day, I really do.

It’s nothing.”

"Why are you so careless?" Feng Ran frowned and reached out to grab Wen Tian's wrist.

Wen Tian also hid her hands back, but Feng Ran's expression darkened. She immediately spread her hands obediently and said coquettishly: "Brother Ran, it's just a small burn. It's nothing. Don't be angry."

Feng Ran squeezed her hand and saw red and swollen marks on her fingertips.

With a sullen face, he pressed the call button on the landline and said to his assistant: "Send the burn ointment in immediately."

Wen Tian whispered: "Brother Ran, I don't feel any pain, please don't bother them."

Feng Ran said nothing with a dark face. He waited for the assistant to bring the ointment in, twisted it and applied it carefully on her fingertips. While applying the ointment, he whispered: "I'll leave this kind of thing to Auntie from now on, and you can go to the kitchen again."

, it’s not allowed to send any more when the weather is hot, just stay at home and wait for me to come back.”

"I know, brother Ran." Wen Tian stuck out her tongue.

The fox above her squatted high, looking at Feng Ran with disdain, constantly exuding an aura that was enough to confuse people, and then carefully and carefully absorbed Feng Ran's luck.

Feng Ran is blessed with great luck. As long as it is not excessive, the will of heaven will not affect him.

After applying the medicine, Wen Tian hugged Feng Ran's arm and said coquettishly: "Oh, brother Ran, please try it quickly. I've been doing it for two hours. How do you think it tastes?"

"It won't happen again." Feng Ran fondly tapped the tip of Wen Tian's nose.

He held the spoon and took a sip, swallowed it down his throat, and praised, "It tastes good."

Wen Tian smiled brightly: "I don't put a lot of sugar in it, so it won't be greasy, but brother can drink more."

Feng Ran scooped up another spoonful, handed it to Wen Tian's mouth, and coaxed in a low voice: "Tian'er, you should try it too."

"I'm trying to taste it at home and I'm full." Wen Tian shook his head and refused.

Feng Ran expressed his understanding and drank the spoonful himself.

There was a meeting two minutes later. Feng Ran stopped talking and drank the mung bean porridge seriously. Wen Tian slowly took out her hand, lowered her head, and gripped the sofa with her nails. Her eyes gradually became cold.

Waves of hatred rose from the bottom of my heart.

After her last abortion, the doctor said she had already damaged her foundation and could not eat cold food at all, otherwise she would suffer from unbearable abdominal pain.
Chapter completed!