The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

"The matter is settled, the protagonist of the next play will be changed, give your artists a chance to perform."

The supervisor couldn't stop smiling, and brushed aside the woman's long hair at the temples.

The woman smiled shyly and had a delicate figure. She twisted her buttocks a little to fully reveal the curves of a woman's body. The supervisor's eyes were all focused on her as if his soul had been sucked out, and she was no different from the scholar who was robbed of his shock in Liaozhai. .

The woman stopped for a while and said: "That Chu Jiang from your company won't be angry, I heard that he has a weird temper after he got into a car accident, I'm afraid..."

The following words were interrupted by the supervisor, quite disgusted: "Why mention him, he doesn't know, so what if he knows, his status is higher than mine? So what if I get angry."

The woman was coquettish, beat his chest and said: "You are really bad, then it is agreed not to change."

The supervisor stretched out his hands, and kneaded the woman's buttocks fiercely. The tone full of lust was extremely uncomfortable: "Then don't forget to wait for me tonight."

"hate~~"

Xiang Ling hid sideways behind the stone pillar when they turned around and looked over. He only came out from behind when they were far away, humming disdainfully for a while.

I originally planned to go to Zhang Xingxing's house and not go, so I called him while walking.

"Hey, I won't go tonight, I have something to do."

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The dinner that Zhang Xingxing had put on for a long time was so cold, he hurriedly fed twice to the phone, but it didn't stop Xiang Ling from hanging up, and he looked at the only shining candle in the room with some discouragement.

Xiang Ling returned to the company and went directly to the sixteenth floor of the high-rise.

The company's top management cleaned it every morning and evening. When Xiang Ling went up, he happened to meet the cleaning lady. He walked around her intently and went into the toilet.

Perhaps because of their different identities, the cleaning aunt bowed her head and walked past him in a distance, neither of them attracted the other's attention.

After the cleaning lady left, Xiang Ling came out of the corner and walked into the supervisor's office.

The company gets off work at six o'clock in the evening, locks the high-level office door at eight o'clock, and closes the company's door at ten o'clock. In less than 10 minutes, the office of the supervisor he entered will be locked.

Xiang Ling was really uncomfortable. The supervisor turned his elbows outward. Instead of actors from his own company, he insisted on hiring unknown actors from other companies. Although this did not have much impact on the company, he touched the interests of his own artists. Xiang Ling just couldn't sit idly by.

Xiang Ling rummaged through the supervisor's desk, but there was not much chance of finding evidence for him to go out. After all, he was so close to that woman, and the help was only a matter of a word, so there was no need to bother with leaving papers.

He was holding the idea of ​​trying his luck, maybe he could find other evidence, it was not impossible.

There were not many documents on the table, and after looking through them for a few times, Xiang Ling turned his attention to the drawer under the desk.

The drawer is locked and cannot be opened without a key.

Xiang Ling got up and searched the tidy room, and found something like a thin needle. He smiled, and squatted down in front of the drawer again with the needle.

The ability to be a bit of a thief is completely forced by the times. When living with his stepfather, the locks of the house will be changed frequently, which makes Xiang Ling have to re-key every time he changes the lock. Occasionally, Xiang Ling saw on the Internet that someone opened a community with instant noodles, and he tried it out. Although he didn't use instant noodles, it was quite effective. After a long time, he used a wire to dissolve it many times. The embarrassment of not being close to home.

Sometimes when his stepfather saw him at home the next day, he felt like he had seen a ghost. He looked up and down and wondered how he got in. Sometimes Xiang Ling was in a good mood and would smile at him.

The skill has been useless for a long time, and there will be some people who are unfamiliar, but after a short moment, they found out the way again, and the thin needle hit the keyhole a few times, and the drawer was opened.

There were still several stacks of documents inside, and Xiang Ling flipped through them a few times, and found a USB flash drive under a few pages of documents. The USB drive looked new and rather suspicious.

Generally, when storing important documents or other things of the company, a USB flash drive with the company LOGO is used.

His USB flash drive was new, and Xiang Ling really didn't believe it when he said there was nothing in it.

There was a computer on the table, and Xiang Ling turned it on, but it was undoubtedly blocked by the password. He tried a few times at random, but it didn't work, so he didn't try again.

After weighing the U disk in his hand and thinking for a long time, Xiang Ling put the disk in his pocket, got up and walked out the door.

When he was two meters away from the door, he caught a glimpse of the security department coming up to lock the door. Xiang Ling reacted quickly and hid behind the curtain connecting the lounge next to the office.

Almost at the same time, as soon as the security department came in, Xiang Ling just put his feet in. The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to react. Xiang Ling pressed one hand on the waste nail left over from installing the curtain on the wall, and slid it hard, bringing out a long and thin hole .

Xiang Ling didn't dare to move. If he moved, the curtain would move and he would be discovered.The wound in the hand was bleeding, warm blood flowed from the palm and flowed down the wall.

There is some pain, but not too much.

The security department checked briefly at the door, then exited and locked the door.

After the people walked away, Xiang Ling came out from behind the curtain. His right palm was red and dripped a little on the floor. He knelt down, wiped it off with his sleeve, and looked back at the blood on the wall behind the curtain.

Just now, he was too careless and got the blood on the wall, which couldn't be wiped off.

Xiang Ling thought to himself, sooner or later he will be discovered, the days are numbered.

The door of the office was locked, Xiang Ling pushed open the door of the lounge, went to the window and removed the glass, and took a look outside. It was the sixteenth floor. If you jump from a height, there will be no bones left.

But as long as you are careful, you can descend to the corridor of the fifteenth floor.

Without any protective measures, Xiang Ling's brain became hot, and all thoughts were thrown out of his mind. He stepped out without any doubt, and stepped on the air-conditioning duct...

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"Zhang Xingxing, help me buy a pinhole."

"Huh? Why?"

"Don't ask, there's a tape recorder."

-

The next day, just as Xiang Ling arrived downstairs at the company, he received a call from Wen Qing. The voice on the other end of the phone sounded pleasant, as if smiling.

"Mr. Chu, when are you free?"

Xiang Ling held an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I'm not free."

Xiang Ling hung up the phone, found out Wen Qing's phone number, and pressed the delete button without hesitation. Everything he had with Wen Qing before was thrown into the trash bin along with the number.

He doesn't have time to play with Wen Qing, in his eyes, everything that touches Ling Mei is everything.

Today the company is the same as usual, the work that should be done, the errands that should be run outside, during lunch, the employees basically go to the staff cafeteria, and few stay in the company to work overtime.

Xiang Ling took advantage of this time to go to the radio studio.The broadcasting room broadcasts news at noon every day, and there are various types of news, which are no different from those outside.

While watching outside the door, the announcer in the radio room was still there, wearing earphones, adjusting the smile on his lips.

Xiang Ling knocked on the door, the people inside turned their heads, saw him, smiled slightly, and got up from the chair.

"Mr. Chu, why are you here?"

This is strange, as one of the busiest behind-the-scenes staff in the company actually has time to come to a small studio, and there must be a secret behind it.

Xiang Ling looked around, every machine in the studio looked extremely delicate, and the lines of various functions were intertwined to form the news broadcast that the company downstairs sounded on time every day.

"It's nothing important, just come to ask how to broadcast the news."

The announcer smiled and said, "Does Mr. Chu also want to try the daily life of an announcer?"

Xiang Ling: "That's not true, but someone wants to do it. I think we can start with the radio station first, so I'm here to ask you for advice."

Having said that, the announcer probably understood, and he couldn't help admiring Xiang Ling in his heart. He must have done this for the sake of his artists. I think he spent a lot more time than other managers. Now many entertainment media In the company, there are several managers who squeeze their artists not for money. Speaking of which, it is a little sorrow for artists.

"That's no problem. If Mr. Chu wants to know something, I can help you at any time."

Xiang Ling touched a few buttons on the device, and said softly: "It's nothing, but what do you usually do so that the whole company can hear you?"

The announcer pointed to a red push button on the right and said, "Just push the red push button when you speak. It will be transmitted wirelessly and connected to the company's speakers. Your words will naturally be heard by everyone in the company."

"Wireless bluetooth..." Xiang Ling murmured.

The announcer listened and said, "You can also say that."

Xiang Ling realized that he had spoken aloud, smiled, and said, "Then what aspects should we pay attention to when broadcasting?"

"That's a lot. First of all, you need to be good at Mandarin, and you must be able to pronounce words clearly. You have to practice without making mistakes. After all, it is for these hundreds of people. If you make a mistake, you will still be embarrassed. Second, the manuscript must be logical and well-worded... ..."

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In the afternoon, Xiang Ling and the supervisor confronted each other head-on.

The supervisor smiled mechanically, and Xiang Ling grabbed his shoulder as he brushed past him.

Xiang Ling had a cold face, he was worried about his change of roles, and this person made things difficult for him before, which prompted Xiang Ling to stretch out his hand.

"Director, there is something I hope you can explain to me."

The supervisor has been in the mall for so many years, and his style of doing things has offended countless people. He is used to it when he walks, at home, and in the company. If he explained patiently or apologized softly, I'm afraid he would have already packed up and left by now.

"Changing roles often happens in entertainment companies. Does Mr. Chu care too much about it? It's actually just a trivial matter."

Xiang Ling smiled evilly, like a poisonous snake circling in the dark night, his tone was full of smiles: "I said, not this, supervisor, should you explain something else?" He reached out to the supervisor for the last sentence In his ear, a low magnetic voice said: "Someone saw it."

Posting it and leaving instantly, Xiang Ling didn't give the supervisor any chance to ask questions, turned around and disappeared by the stairs.

The director's eyes were shining, it was a kind of panic because the secret was seen through, he clenched his right hand into a fist, let out an inaudible hum, turned around and left.

Zhang Xingxing was sitting in front of the computer, staring at the supervisor's every move. Suddenly, the person in the computer took out a file, mixed it with a pile of files in a hurry, and rushed out of the office door.

Zhang Xingxing bit the lollipop and shouted: "Come here, come out, Ah Jiang, can you go away?"

Xiang Ling got up from the sofa, lifted the padded jacket on the back of the chair, and said, "Let's go."

Zhang Xingxing jumped up like a monkey, his blood boiling, this feeling similar to being raped made the blood in his whole body spread its wings and soar.Isn't the supervisor crazy? This time let him see what the end of being too crazy is.

"A Jiang, are you sure the things in his file are what we want?" He only found out about Xiang Ling's plan today, and the main key word is just to keep an eye on the supervisor. How much he knows, he is still a bottomless pit, not sure.

Xiang Ling said calmly, "Let's have a look."

If the supervisor hadn't felt guilty, he wouldn't be so anxious under surveillance, and wouldn't be so busy transferring things.

The three of them faced each other, the supervisor glanced at him, and turned away from them at a 45-degree angle, but was stopped by Xiang Ling.

The supervisor stopped in his tracks, but without looking back, he said, "What are you doing?"

Xiang Ling said: "The last time I went to your office to hand in documents, I accidentally clipped a document that was an internal secret of the company. I have already applied for it to be retrieved. Just in case, the supervisor should also show me the document in your hand. "

The reasons made up indiscriminately sound unbelievable, but they seem to be quite reasonable.However, only the supervisor knows what he means by the company's internal secrets.

"I don't know the company's internal secrets? If I see it, I will hand it over to the company without your intervention."

Xiang Ling was expressionless: "Did you find the supervisor?"

"No." He replied angrily.

Xiang Ling spread his hands: "Then can you show me the documents in the supervisor's hand?"

Although it was an inquiry, it didn't sound like a request at all. Besides, the supervisor's hand holding the document turned white, so Xiang Ling knew there must be something going on.

Zhang Xingxing was bullying others at the moment, grabbed the documents from the supervisor, rummaged through the stacks, and found a document that looked suspicious to him, and handed it to Xiang Ling.

The supervisor let him ride on his head, roared and raised his hand, Xiang Ling quickly grabbed it, and said in a stern voice, "Please explain the problem with the document before hitting someone."

The things he wanted to hide in other documents turned out to be his diplomatic intelligence, customer information and artist activity strategies for Natural Star Entertainment Lingmei.

According to the national "Criminal Law", all those involved in these aspects are commercial leaks.

Xiang Ling took a look at the signature in the lower right corner of the document. It was written in elegant style. It should be a woman's signature. If it was a woman, it was easy to think of the woman who was in the garage with the supervisor that day.

If the supervisor secretly works as an undercover agent for other companies, then his crimes will be clearly exposed.

The supervisor blushed with anger, grabbed Xiang Ling's skirt and shouted in a low voice, "You framed me?"

Xiang Ling rolled his eyes and smiled: "If you hadn't acted unkindly, you wouldn't have been discovered."

He whispered into his ear, speaking with Chu Jiang's usual frivolity.

The supervisor suddenly laughed presumptuously: "You think that someone will believe you just because of this, I can say that you framed this incident."

Xiang Ling said, "It's okay." He raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's time."

As soon as the voice fell, the noon broadcast sounded on time, but what I heard this time was not the beautiful voice of the announcer, but the indescribable groans of the supervisor and a woman, which made everyone blush.

When Xiang Ling got the USB flash drive, he only thought it was a boarding house for storing transactions. When he saw the video that night, he immediately understood that this was left behind by the supervisor. As for the transaction, it's no wonder that Xiang Ling is merciless.

Ji Ruohe stopped correcting the document, and the assistant beside him was very shy.

"Boss, this..."

The gully between Ji Ruohe's brows became deeper and deeper, and he said in a deep voice after a while, "Go and check."

The assistant quickly responded: "Yes."