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Chapter 104: Offending People

Yang Chaoyue, Fang Jing was taken aback when he heard the name, he finally remembered who it was, isn't this the koi girl from 101?

Born as a commoner, he became an instant hit. He can be seen in various large-scale ceremonies and headlines. Everyone in the younger generation knows him.

It is said that in the first year of his debut, he bought a house in Yanjing, the capital of the country, which shows his strong ability to attract money.

The exposure of Penguin's push alone is frighteningly high, often counting in the hundreds of millions, not to mention their video website.

"Fang Jing, can I take a photo with you?" Yang Chaoyue added a black padded jacket, looking a little excited.

"can!"

The two approached, and Fang Jing took a photo with her mobile phone.

"How old are you this year, why do you come out to work?"

Fang Jing remembered that this girl was only 18 years old, and she should be under [-] now.

Yang Chaoyue was a little flustered, and said with a dry smile: "I just turned sixteen last month, graduated from junior high school like you, no, I mean you are my idol."

"I am a negative textbook, don't follow me. Study hard, or you will suffer from being uneducated in the future."

In the entertainment industry, low education has always been criticized. Actors and singers are better, as long as they have good acting skills and good singing, no one will say it.

But the idol school is not good, your character design is like blue and white porcelain, beautiful and elegant, pleasing to the eye, but when you turn over the bottom of the bottle, it says made by a certain field, which makes the audience dislike it, even if your bottle is no different from the real one .

Yang Chaoyue forced a smile, "I don't even read it anymore, I can't read it."

Fang Jing remembered that this girl seemed to be from a poor family, and her experience was similar to his. They all came out after graduating from junior high school.

His heart softened, and he came up with a ghostly sentence, "If I subsidize you to study high school for three years, would you know how to study?"

Yang Chaoyue was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, the soreness came from her heart, the corners of her eyes were moist, she shook her head and smiled, "Don't read!"

"Don't waste people's time, just go down after taking pictures."

Urged by the host, Yang Chaoyue thanked Fang Jing in a low voice and trotted off the stage with her mobile phone.

"Who will be the next lucky audience? Let's take a look at the screen, job number 917...1996, Hong Feihong."

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When Fang Jing came down, most of the people at their table had already left, and there were two or three sitting still. They were all leaders with tens of thousands of monthly income. It's better to go home and sleep than to eat.

Liu Wei's face was not very good, he turned his head and said nothing, Fang Jing somewhat understood after seeing Manager Tang sitting beside her, moved the chair and sat directly between them.

"Manager Tang is very enthusiastic about our company's employees, and it's the same if you tell me anything."

The manager's face darkened, and the manager snorted softly, "I paid you to come here, I don't give you any face, and I don't even ask her to drink a glass of wine."

Looking at Liu Wei whose face was a little flushed, he must have drunk a lot, Fang Jing said lightly: "Sorry, she has a few songs to sing in a while, how about I drink with you?"

"I don't care, I just want her to drink, even if you drink ten glasses, you can sing or dance, and I won't stop you from leaving whenever you want."

Liu Wei opened his mouth and was about to say something, Fang Jing waved his hand, "It's your turn to go up, leave it to me here."

Looking at the old man, Fang Jing narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly: "We are here to sing, not to drink. If you want to have a drink with you, you should go to the bar."

Manager Tang chuckled, "It's too boring here, why don't we go out and have a chat?"

"can!"

When they came to the cafeteria on the first floor, which was quiet and deserted, the two found a corner and sat down.

Manager Tang handed Fang Jing a cigarette, saw him waving his hand, and lit it himself. After puffing out the cigarette, he said, "I know the rules of your business, 8 yuan, and invite your friend out for dinner tonight."

Like looking at an idiot, Fang Jing spit out two words coldly, "Silly 13."

"What did you say?" The old man was furious, and the hand holding the cigarette was trembling with anger, "I tell you, the final payment has not been settled! Believe it or not, I can sue you, and you will not get a cent of the money."

"If you are acquainted, hello, hello, everyone, I can introduce a few bosses to you at the party, and I can invite you to come during the Chinese New Year."

Shaking the cigarette ash on the bench and dining table, the old man's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "My target is not you, what kind of hero are you, maybe people like it and you can control it?"

Fang Jing laughed, this old man must have watched too many TV series, is it really the paper of Huanrui World?What is the purpose of a tens of billions of big companies to keep a group of lawyers every year for several million?
If Liu Wei does not pay him after fulfilling the contract with him, Huanrui World, the manager of a small food company, can sue him for bankruptcy.

"Eating is free. As for not giving money, you can try." Fang Jing got up and left.

Back on the second floor, Liu Wei just finished singing a song, frowned and said, "Are you all right?"

After glancing at the people at the same table, Fang Jing didn't lower his voice, "What's the matter, next time you meet this kind of person, just slap him with a big mouth, and call the police after the slap."

Embarrassed, several department managers smiled brightly and left in despair one after another.

The old man didn't come back, and for a while there were only the two of them left at the table. Without the leader, the employees became more courageous. Many of them ran over to ask for a group photo, and some asked for autographs. Fang Jing didn't refuse, and they all satisfied them.

I was busy until 07:30 in the evening. The car that was supposed to pick up and drop off was gone, and the road was empty.

"I'll call and ask." Xiao An took out his phone from his bag.

Liu Wei raised his hand to stop him, "Forget it, just take a taxi and go back."

The suburbs are not as busy as the city, and there are not so many taxis. They walked for a while but failed to stop a car, and saw a lot of small factories.

"Why don't you take the bus to the city first, and then take a taxi back to the hotel."

Seeing a stop sign, Fang Jing proposed to take the bus, but Liu Wei's feet were red from the cold, waiting any longer was not an option.

"That's the only way to go." Hong Fang nodded, and took out some change from her wallet.

Fortunately, they were lucky. The last bus arrived not long ago. There were more than a dozen 50-[-]-year-old uncles, aunts and young people on the bus. They were wearing cotton-padded clothes and red-collared blue overalls. They should have just left work.

Compared with the tired eyes and rough hands and their group of glamorous people, they are simply two extremes.

Seeing a few people getting into the car, an aunt got up anxiously and was about to go back, Fang Jing grabbed her, "Auntie, sit down, there is still room here."

Give Liu Wei the only seat, Fang Jing leans on the pole, and Hong Fang stands beside him.

"Master, wait!"

The driver was about to close the car door when a thin figure ran towards him quickly.

"Bang!"

Throwing two yuan coins into the box, Yang Chaoyue was out of breath, looked up and saw Fang Jing and the others, his face was happy, "Oh! Why are you here?"

Liu Wei had no impression of her, with a blank face, Fang Jing smiled and said, "Don't you live in a dormitory?"

"We only cover food, not housing. I rent a house outside."

"Alone?"

"No, there is another eldest sister I know."

"Fang Jing, do you two know each other?" Liu Wei raised his head and asked.

"Her name is Yang Chaoyue. She was dancing on stage just now, and I gave her a mobile phone."

Yang Chaoyue talked a lot, and the chatterbox started talking endlessly. The scenery along the way was not boring, so I quietly listened to her talk about working life.

"We are paid 3000 yuan a month, and the team leader is very dark-hearted. He is forced to work overtime every day for production."

"One elder sister was scolded and cried for her slow performance, and several people couldn't stand it and ran away."

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(End of this chapter)