The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

He saw the man scolding Xiang Ling, but he didn't stop him.

The company's internal documents were damaged by employees, and the employees who caused the accident should be responsible for the results. The public relations department did their best, and their people uploaded the contents of the files to the company's public computer, the one in the lounge.

Xiang Ling waited by the computer, waited until the file transfer was completed, checked whether the content was correct, and then clicked Print.

After the document is printed, half of the matter is saved. Of course, the last half is for Ji Ruohe to re-comment, and judging by Ji Ruohe's attitude, the latter obviously doesn't even look at the document.

Standing in front of Ji Ruohe, Xiang Ling apologized and explained that no matter what, he didn't respond at all, not even giving him the least glance or glance.

The document was not signed, which indirectly delayed the progress of the company's one-year work and lost a defect.Xiang Ling would undoubtedly be scolded to death by the people over there.

He stood abruptly in front of Ji Ruohe for nearly an hour, and during this hour, he fully felt what is inside and outside but not a person.

There was a light knock on the door outside, a girl came to deliver a drink, Xiang Ling walked over to pick it up, dismissed the girl, then returned to Ji Ruohe, and put the drink on his table.

"The damage to the document is my responsibility. Mr. Ji has a lot of people. Give me a chance."

He sincerely apologized, because it was his fault and it would involve others, so he was very meek when he apologized.

Ji Ruohe finished reading the information in his hand, took a drink, took a sip, and said, "Another chance?"

"If I didn't get the document wet, it wouldn't delay the work of the PR department. It's my fault, but they shouldn't be implicated. If you don't read the document, they can't continue their work."

Ji Ruohe was finally willing to put his eyes on the document Xiang Ling sent, but he only glanced at it, then got up, and said, "I'll have a meeting later, you wait at the door."

Xiang Ling nodded.

The meeting lasted for nearly three hours, and Xiang Ling stood at the door of the meeting room for nearly three hours.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Xingxing called and asked him if he would go to the set today. Xiang Ling didn't speak for three hours, and his voice was hoarse and ugly. "No, just watch."

"What's the matter, A Jiang, are you feeling well?"

Xiang Ling shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay, I'm a little thirsty, I'll hang up first, I have something to do here."

Ji Ruohe and several high-level executives came out of the meeting room, and one of them was the person in charge of a certain video section and said, "I borrowed that person, and I think we can make it tonight. Thank you, President."

Ji Ruohe hummed inaudibly, then signaled Xiang Ling to follow with his eyes.

The job that the person in charge asked Xiang Ling to do was to go to the contract with the partner that was negotiated three months ago. The company had no rules for going to work, and I went to several times to find no one. The person in charge scolded Xiang Ling from the beginning to the end. head, the document hit him directly in the face, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and the contract matter had not been resolved.

Later, Xiang Ling asked for the phone number of his partner and asked them to put the file on the front desk. The other party said that the company was off work and they couldn't put it away.

As long as the contract can be obtained, it is a matter of little effort and printing.

Xiang Ling gave the other party the company's computer address, and after the other party sent the file, he downloaded it, checked it, printed it, and everything went smoothly.

When Xiang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to open the door to the lounge, it was locked.

Xiang Ling called twice, but no one answered, so he chose a sofa near the door to sit down.On a day in October, the company entered the autumn and winter work and rest time. Whenever all employees leave work at 08:30, the duty personnel in the power room will pull down the switch to ensure the safety of electricity use.

It was a bit cool at night, there was no light in the lounge, and the sky outside was not pleasing to the face. On a sunny night and without a moon, the whole person was covered in darkness.

At first, Xiang Ling was still sitting on the sofa and took out his mobile phone to contact Zhang Xingxing.

——The door of the company is locked, and I can't get out.

--What?Doesn't the person who closed the door know that there are still people inside?I'm going to call and ask for the key to pick you up.

— Do you know their phone numbers?

--……have no idea.

——Forget it, I'll take a rest here for the night, and I'll go back tomorrow when I start the company.

……

Zhang Xingxing was afraid that he would be bored, so he sent a lot of messages to him, from the company gossip about the crew gossip, from which celebrity's headlines today said that the cat he came home tonight chewed a lot of paper.

Xiang Ling stretched his smile and typed to respond to him. Suddenly, the screen suddenly lit up, and the shutdown sign flashed in a strong white light, and then the entire screen turned black, indicating that the battery was out.

Xiang Ling had no choice but to turn off his phone. He was having a good chat with Zhang Xingxing on the other end, when there was no news suddenly, Zhang Xingxing probably had to think about it.

Xiang Ling closed his eyes and squinted for a while in the lounge where he couldn't see his fingers. He was busy during this time. When he was at home, he would get up after less than five hours of sleep. Now he was trapped in the company and had no work around him. You can be lazy and rest for a while.

Just for a short while, Xiang Ling fell asleep soundly.

When people have the conditions to sleep, the pressure of many days is overturned, and people are instantly brought into a dream.

The world in the dream is bright. At that time, his hand was placed in the palm of his mother, and his mother was wearing a white floral dress, holding his hand and walking in the flower field in the direction of the garden. Big villa.

His mother pointed to the villa and told him that that place was his home. Xiang Ling narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the butterflies in the flower field were circling around him. Occasionally, two or three of them would stop in front of his eyebrows, and he could see them even if he blinked carefully. Colored wings.

Walking into the villa, a blurry figure walked inside, whose face could not be seen clearly, but it should be a man. Mother grabbed his hand and said softly to Xiang Ling: "Quick, call Dad."

Xiang Ling raised his eyes in bewilderment, and rubbed his eyes hard. Apart from being blurred, he couldn't see the face clearly at all. The mother beside him was still urging him. Xiang Ling didn't know why, so he opened his mouth to shout. At this moment, the man's face became blurry. When it became clear, he waited fiercely for Xiang Ling to say, "Get lost, who is your father?"

A slap fell firmly on his face...

Xiang Ling woke up with a startled cry. When he woke up, he found that there was darkness in front of him, and a cool wind came in from nowhere, making him shiver, and his back was already wet with sweat.He touched his face and heard a voice in the distance in a trance.

He listened quietly, thinking for a moment that he had heard it wrong, the voice of Zhang Xingxing was actually echoing in his ears.

Chujiang!Ah Jiang!

Xiang Ling groped in the dark, stumbled and pushed open the door of the lounge, the blind man fumbled for the door and ran downstairs from memory.

After staying in the dark for a long time, he could see the general appearance of the room with a little light. He went downstairs and ran towards the door. While running, he called Zhang Xingxing's name in case the other party didn't get a response.

Zhang Xingxing leaned on the glass door of the company and looked inside. When he heard footsteps approaching, he shouted excitedly, "A Jiang, A Jiang."

"How did you come?"

"You suddenly lost news. I was terrified. I rushed over to see how you are. Fortunately, you are fine, my ancestor." But even if he came, he didn't have the company key, so he still couldn't open the door, and couldn't let Xiang Ling out.

Xiang Ling coughed untimely, Zhang Xingxing said nervously: "What's wrong, you have a cold?"

The sweat on his forehead was still wet, his throat was itchy for no reason, and he coughed several times in a row, and he really felt like he was going to catch a cold.

Xiang Ling shrugged his nose, and said in a hoarse voice that hadn't stopped coughing, "No, I just had a dream."

Zhang Xingxing couldn't get him out, so he was anxious, and hurriedly said, "I'll stay here with you, are you afraid?"

Xiang Ling laughed: "I beat people like this, what am I afraid of? You go back, don't stand here, it's colder outside than inside, don't catch a cold."

Zhang Xingxing: "I'm worried."

Xiang Ling repeated: "It's cold outside, go back." Zhang Xingxing didn't wear much. He added a coat with many seams exposed, and it was easy to catch cold when the cold wind got in.

"But I want to talk to you."

"Am I going to die?" Xiang Ling asked suddenly.

"what?"

"If you are not dead, what did you say to me, go back."

Xiang Ling's anger was still vivid in his memory, Zhang Xingxing was terrified, trembling, turned and left hesitantly.Seeing that he was far away, Xiang Ling turned around and found a seat to sit down until dawn.

As soon as he closed his eyes, tiredness hit him, and he couldn't help but fell asleep again.

No dream this time.

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When he woke up in the morning, Xiang Ling found himself sleeping in his office with a thick blanket covering his body, and Zhang Xingxing was leaning over the tea table with a cup of coffee to read information.

Xiang Ling sat up, the blanket slipped down to his waist, Zhang Xingxing heard the movement, turned around and said: "Wake up."

The sun outside is dazzling, red at noon.

"How long have I slept?"

Zhang Xingxing didn't really leave last night. He ran to a 24-hour convenience store opposite, sat at the door and stared at the movement of Lingmei's gate. At dawn the next day, the manager came to open the door. Ling was still sleeping, so he carried him to the sofa in the office and carefully covered him with a blanket.

"It's past eleven o'clock now, you're too sleepy, sleep well this time."

Xiang Ling got up from the sofa, Zhang Xingxing poured him a cup of hot water, and said, "I just went to the restaurant and ordered a breakfast, it will be delivered later, let's eat some first."

Xiang Ling shook his head: "No, there are documents Mr. Ji asked for in the lounge, I have to get them back."

"Let's go after eating."

"No need."

Xiang Ling put on a coat, opened the door and walked out.

There were not many people in the lounge, and basically no one used the printer in the morning, so the documents from yesterday were still there, untouched. Xiang Ling picked them up and flipped through a few pages at random, went out, entered the elevator, and went upstairs.

Ji Ruohe was in the office, Xiang Ling knocked on the door, got permission, he walked in and said, "Mr. Ji, this is the contract from the partner company yesterday, I'm sorry I didn't deliver it yesterday."

Ji Ruohe put the cap of the signature pen on, and his voice could not be heard: "Why did you turn off the phone when I called you yesterday?"

Xiang Ling subconsciously touched the phone, but Zhang Xingxing put it in the office to charge because it was out of battery.

"Sorry, the battery is out."

"Your assistant told me that you were locked in the company yesterday?"

When Ji Ruohe asked people, he always had a masked face, not cold or hot, which made it difficult for Xiang Ling to guess his intentions.

"Yes."

Ji Ruohe got up from the chair, walked in front of Xiang Ling, wiped his back against him, and said again in an organ-like voice: "The company is very deep, and those who are more powerful than you can call the wind and rain. If you want to grow wings again, you can rely on Toughness and tenacity are not enough, I hope you can think about what happened yesterday."

Those with a lower status than you can play tricks on you when they see that you are unhappy; those with a higher status than you can express their dissatisfaction with you openly when they see that you are unhappy.

Deliberately making things difficult can't be avoided, the more intense the struggle, the closer the abyss will be to you.