If you follow the trail, you must marry, the female president is relying on me

Chapter 34 Where is God! (Seek to follow up)
08:30am.

The iconic headquarters of the group, seen from a distance through the car window, is already clearly visible.

The nanny car turned left and right, and stopped in a small alley.

"Well, I'll get off here, Mr. Qin." Fang Yun looked out the window. He got off work yesterday, so he stepped on the spot and found a remote place near the company.

Otherwise, if Qin Yiren sent her to work every day, gossip would explode throughout the group.

"I just said that I am my own sister." Qin Yiren chuckled and picked up one of the two identical lunch boxes next to her, and patted it on Fang Yun's hand, "Is it Boss Qin again?"

"Then what." People, the most uncomfortable time is when they can't find their own position. After Fang Yun clarified his younger brother's position, his previous rigidity and a kind of incompatibility are much better, and he speaks calmly. "You are Mr. Qin in the company. When we are in private, you are my sister who talks about each other. Pay attention to the influence."

"You are very thoughtful." Qin Yiren didn't say much. Seeing that Fang Yun was about to get out of the car, he suddenly remembered something, called Fang Yun, and started to ask serious questions. You are also the secretary at Yi Media, right?"

"Yes." Fang Yun sat back and nodded.

"Hmm." Qin Yiren narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Then you should be quite pleasantly surprised."

surprise?

Fang Yun thought for a while and asked, "You mean that Jiang Qianru is going to cooperate with Mingyi Media in filming a drama?"

"The news is still well-informed. Yes, it is the matter of Qianru's cooperation. Many things have been finalized. It's just that the most critical issue of the script has always been dissatisfied with Qianru. I remember Xiaofang, you also worked in the Graphic Group before, right? ?Many popular dramas nowadays, many of them are changed by the ip on the graphic side. Last night, I had a video conference with the senior management of the media side. Finally, it was initially finalized. There will be an essay call activity on the graphic side. We only accept articles with copyright adaptations, and we will search the sea to see if we can find a script that Qianru is satisfied with. What about you, what do you think about this matter?"

Originally, Qin Yiren didn't want to pay attention to the media's affairs, but last night Qianru Nanizi kept harassing and urging her to settle the matter of giving her the script, so she held a temporary video conference at night.

This actually startled the senior executives of Mingyi Media. When Mr. Qin wanted to flex his muscles, they were the favorites. They needed resources and resources, money and money.

And later on, because of those shitty things, Mingyi Media has long since become indifferent to grandma and father.

As a result, yesterday was originally a video conference that Qin Yiren had just taken over, which raised the hope of a comeback among these high-level executives, and the possibility of Jiang Qianru joining. The joy is added to the joy. After a lively discussion yesterday, Mingyi Media prepared It's a last-ditch effort, planning to spend huge sums of money to collect some good IPs that Jiang Qianru likes, so as to quickly facilitate this hard-won cooperation.

Fang Yun roughly understood what was going on, he pondered for a while and replied, "It's pretty good, actually, instead of spending so much money to hire some traffic stars who are easy to overturn as before, relying on the various talents of the entire Tenda series We, who have no shortage of publicity and distribution channels for software, really might as well focus our funds on the works. And, I even suggest that if the media wants to restart the filming plan, except for Jiang Qianru, they should all find those who are in art schools. It’s cheap and reassuring, it’s not easy to overturn, and if you become popular, you will make money, right?”

Jiang Qianru's family has mines, it's clean, it won't overturn, and it can resist dramas, plus a group of newcomers. As long as the quality of the script reaches a certain level, it is very likely to explode.

"Okay." Qin Yiren nodded as he listened, and raised his hand to look at his watch, "It's getting late, it's almost time to clock in, please hand in a report on what you just said, I'll have a meeting over there to discuss it, Then you go over there and listen, okay?"

When work came, Qin Yiren, who was talking about business, always had a certain tone of voice, and Fang Yun didn't say much, "Okay, got it, Mr. Qin."

After finishing, I brought up the lunch box again, planning to go to the company. It was 45:[-] to talk about work, and there was still a quarter of an hour, so I had to trot a few steps, otherwise I would be late.

"Crack."

The car door opened, Fang Yun said goodbye to Qin Yiren, and went to the company.

The nanny's car also waited for Fang Yun to leave the opening of this remote alley, and followed it with a roar.

Then, this time, a small head that had just shrunk to hide behind a partition dared to stick out its head.

As for this alley, there is a large building around it, and there is a big "demolition" character in a red circle, so now it looks remote and sparsely populated.

But a few years ago, this place was called a lively place where old and small people gather, and there is always a shortage of people. Well, Fang Yun's good colleague Sang Mei, coincidentally,

That happened to be the old residents in the empty building marked with the word "demolition" for festive celebrations.
Yes, the building was vacant, and the demolition money was paid. Sang Mei and his family moved to the third and fourth ring roads after they bought a house, but at least it was the place where they grew up, so there are some things that they can't forget
For example, next to the opening on the east side of the alley, the bean curd stall that was set up all year round is still the same as before.

Sang Mei always makes a detour to buy two or three times a week.

Today, like those two or three times a week, Sang Mei was hungry, so she came over early in the morning and ate a bowl of tofu nao.

Tofu Nao is still an ordinary tofu nao, but this alley does not seem to be an ordinary alley.
An expensive and luxurious nanny car, which is rarely seen on ordinary roads, actually parked at the door of her house, um, the door of her former house.

But before she approached the car curiously, the car door opened. His colleague, a man who had just joined the job and had the authority to take the elevator dedicated to the president, Fang Yun got out of the car, and got down. Carrying a lunch box in his hand, he did not forget to wave goodbye to the car.

"."

So, this new colleague, Fang Yun, inevitably made Sangmei think a lot, and had several deep questions____
Who is this person?

Where is it sacred?

If there is a background, why didn't there be any rumors about the secretariat, which had an extremely powerful intelligence system before joining the job?

Sang Mei raised her eyebrows wittily,
"There must be something tricky."

At the same time, it is almost the instinct of many people to gossip to the end, and Sang Mei is the same. She is itchy at the moment, but Fang Yun is full of curiosity.
"This person is too low-key!"

Unlike the old Guo and Guo Yi of the three of them, it is said that on the first day he came to the company, he was afraid that everyone would not know his father's high position and authority.

"What should I do if I want to find out Fang Yun's identity?"

Sang Mei stood in this empty alley and thought wildly for a long time, finally, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the alley,
"Grab your uncle! You are late!"

(End of this chapter)