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Within a few days, the company's personnel department held an emergency meeting.

Lu Jian proposed to terminate the contract, and said harsh words, there would be no Gong Chou if there was him, and there would be no Gong Chou if there was Gong Chou.

"Lu Jian is currently the best model in the company, and his style is quite unique. If he is allowed to terminate the contract, it will affect the reputation and development of the company. I suggest keeping him."

"If Gong Jiang didn't support him, he wouldn't be where he is today. I don't suggest driving Gong Jiang away."

"Have you ever tried to do Lu Jian's ideological work?"

"I did, and he insisted on terminating the contract. We temporarily persuaded him and didn't let him make a fuss with Mr. Lu, but a week later, he was still angry and asked us to reply as soon as possible, otherwise we will ask Mr. Lu to come forward."

"Gong Jiang is the most capable agent in the company. Since she switched from an assistant to an agent five years ago, she has successively won 4 A-models and 10 B-models. The company's first brother Xiao Zhan and first sister You Ling Jia are both Under him. If he leaves, his models will definitely follow him, and the loss will be huge."

"To put it bluntly, Lu is always Lu Jian's uncle, and he will definitely keep Lu Jian."

"But the company has more than one major shareholder."

The company has four major shareholders, thirteen small shareholders, and an unknown number of anonymous shareholders. Even if Lu Jian is a relative of Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu cannot make a decision on his own until more than half of the shareholders nod.

"In this way, we will write a report and submit it to the secretaries of the four major shareholders, and they will pass it on to the major shareholders for handling. This kind of matter involving the upper management should be decided by the upper management, and we will not get involved."

As soon as the secretaries handed over the report to the shareholders, Gong Jiang followed suit and invited the three major shareholders except Mr. Lu to dinner.

"I said, Brother Gong, what's going on with you and Lu Jian has come to us." A boss surnamed Tie has the best relationship with Gong Jiang. He is honest and has nothing to say about his brotherhood. He is a bit impatient, loves to take care of things, and is the worst match with Mr. Lu who doesn't care about anything. The two have already had a lot of conflicts in private.

Gong Jiang has been messing around for so many years, and she didn't learn [-]% of her smooth tongue and watching people's faces. At least she has learned [-]% to [-]% of her skills. The relationship with the company's senior management is very hot. The only deadhead who hasn't got through is Mr. Lu. .

Boss Lu is headstrong and self-inflated. What others say is bullshit, but he is the only one who is amazing. If he is not the legal representative, who would give him face?The three shareholders had already disagreed with him, and because of their affection, they didn't turn their backs.

The quarrel between Gong Jiang and Lu Jian became the first thing that President Lu and the three shareholders turned against each other.

Hearing the whole story from Gong Jiang, President Tie slapped the table with a slap, and widened his eyes: "Goofing, that bastard Lu Jian has turned his back on you! How dare you talk to your elders like that!" , didn't say a word to help Gong Jiang, and kept a hand as soon as he heard it.

Gong Jiang handed Boss Tie a cigarette, took out the lighter she had prepared for a long time, and lit the cigarette for him.

"Brother Gong, why are you being bullied like this...I said, brother, your lighter is interesting!" Mr. Tie took the lighter lovingly, his eyes glistening. The lighter is in the shape of a football, made of steel, and polished very delicately. The lights shine brightly.Tie is always a football fan and a collector of lighters. This lighter really suits his appetite.

Gong Jiang's eyes flashed the light on the hanging prey indistinctly: "This is something I found in a boutique, and I bought it when I saw it was exquisite. I will give it to you if you like it, Mr. Tie."

"Oh, how can you be so embarrassing?" Mr. Tie said politely, but instead he held the lighter even tighter, showing no intention of returning it.

"Mr. Tie, why are you being polite to me?" Gong Jiang poured herself a glass of wine and toasted the three shareholders, "The three of you are my parents. My favorite Dendrobium candidum, Mr. Wang's favorite landscape painting, I should pay tribute to you. Don't say, it's really a coincidence. I just ordered it from outside the province last week, and it just arrived today. Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, take a look Not to your liking." After speaking, he took out the things he had prepared and handed them to Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang.

The two shareholders couldn't put it down, their eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and they even said a few "good".

After receiving the gift and drinking the toast, Boss Tie's attitude immediately turned 180 degrees: "Brother Gong, don't worry, as long as I'm with you, I'll keep you safe and sound! That brat Lu Jian, the farther you go, the better! , our company still lacks a model for him?"

The two shareholders nodded in agreement, each smiling like a sly fox, full of bad water in their stomachs.

Seeing that everyone's hearts were subdued by him, Gong Jiang took out a recording pen while the iron was hot, and played a recording file: "This is the recording of the conversation with the other party after Lu Jian chased him. I was afraid that the other party would take the opportunity to blackmail me." It was only recorded secretly, but some interesting words were recorded."

——"Tens of thousands of car repair fees, not hundreds of millions, I thought how expensive it is. It's okay, let my uncle stamp you some other day, and pay you back with a little money from the company, don't pester me Yeah, I'm too busy."

Lu Jian's words were circulated among the three shareholders verbatim, and the faces of the three suddenly changed.What do you mean by stamping and paying the company's money?At best, it means borrowing money from the company; at worst, it means taking advantage of one's position and misappropriating company assets, which is illegal!

Lu Jian's words were not based on real evidence, but they were like a hidden danger, deeply buried in the hearts of the three of them, and then took root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree.The three of them didn't get along with Mr. Lu. Now that he heard that Mr. Lu might tamper with the company's assets behind their backs, how could he sit still?The buttocks are like spikes, and I wish I could get off the stool sooner, go back and look through the company's accounts, check if there are any lost assets, and make fake accounts.

The three of them found an excuse to leave the table, Gong Jiang lighted a cigarette coolly, showing a calculating smile in the curling smoke.

Gong Jiang opened the door reeking of alcohol, habitually tossing the briefcase on the sofa——

Then a muffled hum was heard.

Gong Jiang immediately turned on the light, only to realize that there was a large parasite at home.

"I'm going, what are you doing?"

I saw Feng Ying lying sprawled on the sofa, hugging himself with both hands, looking at the ceiling with a dead expression of "I want to see God": "Ah...you are back."

"I said, what are you doing?" Gong Jiang took off her shoes, and took away the briefcase that was thrown on Feng Ying, "It's like seeing a ghost."

"I'm talking to God."

"Then what did you talk about?"

"God says I'm handsome."

"..." Gong Jiang glanced at Feng Ying's dead fish eyes, then silently turned to boil hot water.For Gong Jiang, who suffers from serious occupational diseases, there are only two categories of men: whether they are tall or not, and whether they have a good figure.

The salary is tall, and the figure... well, she looks thin when she wears clothes, but she doesn't know when she takes off her clothes.No matter how you look at it, it meets Gong Jiang's aesthetic requirements, right?However, after meeting Feng Ying, Gong Jiang decided to raise his standards and add a question of "does she have temperament".

That's right, Feng Ying belongs to the temperamentless type. He looks like he can't wake up all day long, with a pair of dead fish eyes hanging on his back, hunched like a mountain peak, lazy and lack of energy.Although, it's really handsome...

Gong Jiang soaked a cup of hot sugar water with a piece of betel nut in it.

Feng Ying tilted his head curiously: "What are you doing?"

Gong Jiang shook the water glass, shook the sugar evenly: "Hangover."

Feng Ying sat up cross-legged and sniffed the air: "Why are you drinking again?"

Gong Jiang taught children with the teachings of adults as it should be: "The world of adults, children don't understand."

"Oh." Feng Ying tactfully stopped asking.

"Have you eaten yet?" Gong Jiang opened the refrigerator to get ice cubes, only then did she remember that she had shut Feng Ying at home for another day.

"Eat." Feng Ying hugged himself, "Very full."

Gong Jiang stopped talking, he found that there was nothing in the refrigerator, not to mention a piece of meat, even a vegetable leaf is a luxury.

The food ran out.

Noodles also sadly sang about the empty city plan. The rice tank was so empty that even the little cockroaches visited it in a show of force.

What I ate, I guess I drank the porridge for a day and passed it hungry.This little brat was afraid that he didn't want him to worry about it, so he lied to him that he had eaten it.Through the gap between the refrigerator doors, Gong Jiang saw Feng Ying's small movements of holding her stomach tightly with hunger, took out her mobile phone and quickly ordered takeaway.

When I came out of the shower, the takeaway was just delivered.

A meal, a bowl of soup.

"Eat." Gong Jiang put the chopsticks into Feng Ying's hand in order not to be moved by the tearful little brat to say something like "I'm not hungry, I don't eat, I'm so lazy" and said, "If you tell you to eat, eat it. Don't talk too much."

Feng Ying stared at the hot meal, his hungry stomach let out a cry of desire, he pressed his stomach, and gave a low "shh": "Be good, be good, I will comfort you later."

Gong Jiang was amused by him, this kid is really interesting.

"Xiao Jiang."

"What... um." Gong Jiang was caught off guard and was fed a mouthful of rice. The rice grains wrapped in the aroma of vegetables melted in her mouth, and the smell of fresh meat penetrated into her brain, stimulating her brain to send out an alarm that she needed to eat.

"You definitely haven't eaten much after drinking." Feng Ying scooped up a spoonful of soup, put it on his lips and blew it gently, and then passed it to Gong Jiang's lips, "I have a small appetite, so you should eat more. If you don't eat more, If it is wasted, it has to be thrown away, and if it is thrown away, it has to be thrown in the trash can, and after it is thrown away, the cleaning lady has to clean it up, ah, it’s so troublesome. I’m lazy and don’t want to do troublesome things.”

"I don't think it's troublesome to do it, who asked you to eat it for me..." Another sip of soup entered his throat, and it slid into his stomach with warmth, neutralizing the cold taste of alcohol, making his limbs and bones warm.

Gong Jiang looked at the spoon that slipped out against her lips, and couldn't help but think of a wandering morning many years ago.Tea eggs wrapped in tea juice are displayed in front of him, corn is tumbling on the iron basin with a coal stove, but the tantalizing smell of powdered noodles comes from the alley, he tightens the only two bags in his belt cautiously. Just when the street vendor asked him frantically if he would buy it or not, he walked into the alley with backbone.

Then he saw the noodle shop across the alley. A gentle mother carefully picked up the noodle and fed it to the well-behaved son beside her. One mouthful of noodle, one mouthful of vegetables and meat, and another mouthful of soup. She was so gentle that she seemed to be feeding her son. It was a very happy thing, the mother had a smile on her face all the time, the sun just cut into the store, shrouded in the mother, filled with a faint brilliance.

Look, everyone's mother exudes the brilliance of maternal love, what about his?His mother, who was cheering to get rid of him as a tow bottle, never looked for him.

He fled the alley in disgrace, and bought a tea egg very shamelessly, because he didn't have enough money, because he didn't have anyone who would love him so much... He faced the trash can alone, peeled the eggshell, and just I wanted to express poetically, "Fortunately, I still have the trash can brother to accompany me", but saw the sanitation worker walking with a bucket and cleaning the trash can silently.

It turned out that he was the only one alone in the world.

He never went to that alley again.He fell in love with tea eggs because of the lonely taste.

"You think I'm a child? What are you feeding me?" Walking out of the painful memories, Gong Jiang snatched away the spoon, subconsciously scooped up a spoonful of rice, and stuffed it into Fengying's mouth, "It's not too bad for me to feed you."

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Isn't this... an indirect kiss?

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