The madness of Kuai Chuan criticizes the host for murdering the United States

Chapter 150 Is Sang Luo Self-Hacked Today (11)

The phone was still faintly charged, and a trace of gray smoke came out two seconds later.

Rong Jin glanced at Yu Duo: "Sorry, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Yu Duo: "..."

He weighed whether the phone was hard or his bones were hard, and then he spoke decisively.

"The company said that if you are not satisfied with anything, you can go to him directly. The boss is a good man with a kind heart. He is willing to find more commercials and dramas for you..."

Rong Jin blinked, "Are you finished?"

Yu Duo nodded stiffly.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's called judging the situation.

Who is behind Sang Luo has not been figured out, she also has a security company boss as a bodyguard behind her, and her own strength can directly smash the mobile phone.

He really didn't have the confidence to fight Sang Luo hard.

"After talking, walk slowly, the door is over there."

Rong Jin made a gesture of invitation.

Yu Duorang pulled Chen Rang and ran away in a hurry.

Any hype, any gossip, just forget about it.

The most important thing now is to tell the boss quickly, don't Sang Luo look for him at that time, he was beaten for no reason because of his poisonous mouth.

"Come on, let's go and have a good talk with the boss."

Rong Jin got up, took a look at the mobile phone beside him, it was good to have the system.

The system turned into a mobile phone said that it is miserable to have a host.

Sister Zhang at the side also followed Rong Jin when she heard the words, and asked suspiciously as she walked, "Will we go to the boss now and be scolded to death by him?"

The boss of this entertainment company is pretty good everywhere, but he puts too much emphasis on profit, and another thing is that his mouth is too poisonous.

Now that such a big incident happened to Sang Luo, he just hit the hot search on the front foot, and beat Lu Cheng on the back foot. If he appeared directly in front of the boss, he would be scolded, right?
Rong Jin raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you look for him and wait for him to come to my door and scold me?"

Sister Zhang: "..."

Not to mention, if Sang Luo never shows up, it's really possible.

"Sister Luo, is your boss fierce?"

He Sheng on the side asked with some doubts.

Although He Sheng was young, he was one year older than Rong Jin, but he felt that calling Rong Jin like this was more imposing, so he kept calling Rong Jin Sister Luo.

Rong Jin thought for a while, then nodded: "It's not fierce, it's just a poisonous mouth."

He Sheng understood.

Sister Zhang looked at He Sheng, "Who is this?"

Could it be the bodyguard that Sang Luo found with the thick thighs?

But those two security guards called him the boss just now?

Did this directly invite the boss of the security company?
As soon as Sister Zhang finished speaking, before Rong Jin could speak, He Sheng introduced himself with an air of familiarity.

"My name is He Sheng, Sister Luo's bodyguard, you can just call me by my name."

He grew tender, and he looked at Sister Zhang with a smile at this time, and Sister Zhang was directly facing a tall tall woman who was nearly 1.9 meters, overflowing with maternal love.

"He Sheng? The name sounds nice."

He Sheng smiled and chatted with Sister Zhang.

The three of them attracted the attention of many people along the way, but no one paid attention to it.

Soon to the president's office.

Sister Zhang went to knock on the door.

"Come in."

A male voice came from inside the door.

Rong Jin pushed open the door and walked in.

There is only one person in the office.

The man was sitting on the sofa, looking extraordinarily gentle, with a smile on his lips, wearing a white suit, as gentle as jade.

After seeing him, He Sheng couldn't think of him with the word poisonous tongue.

Seeing that it was Rong Jin, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, holding a pen in his hand, spinning it boredly.

"I thought you got into trouble and didn't dare to come see me."

The man's voice was the same as his appearance, gentle and steady.

In a pair of long and narrow eyes, there is a shrewdness of a businessman.

Rong Jin sat on the sofa, put his hands on the back of the sofa, with a lazy posture.

"How can it be? If you don't see anyone, you can't see you, the boss."

The man chuckled lightly: "Recently, you've gotten better at speaking, but why haven't your brains grown?"

Rong Jin: "..."

The corner of Rong Jin's mouth twitched: "Boss, what you said is meaningless."

How can anyone say that people have no brains?
Jiang Chuan raised his head slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and leaned against the boss chair.

"Okay, let's talk about something interesting. The company has lost a lot because of you. How do you plan to compensate?"

She knew that dogs couldn't spit ivory out of their mouths.

Rong Jin crossed his legs, "If something happened to me, the company doesn't care. I didn't say anything. If the company suffers any losses, it shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?"

"If you want to blame, you can only blame the boss for not letting those public relations stop in time."

Jiang Chuan was silent for two seconds, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "You mean, the company is doing it for itself?"

But I haven't seen her for a few days, she has a little more brain than before.

Rong Jin shrugged: "If you think so, I can't help it."

She didn't say anything.

The corner of Sister Zhang's mouth twitched, and secretly touched Rong Jin, signaling her to keep her mouth shut.

Jiang Chuan tapped his fingertips, but did not continue this topic.

After all, he also knew that this matter was indeed his fault.

An accident happened to an artist under the company, and the people in the public relations department didn't care about it, and let the public opinion ferment, and even contributed to it behind the scenes.

He knew all of this, and Sang Luo's popularity and traffic didn't do any harm to the company, and only Sang Luo was the only one who was harmed.

It's just that he didn't expect that Sang Luo would hit the popular little flower Bai Su and Lu Cheng.

That's Lu Cheng, hello!
"Let's not say whose fault it is, why did you hit someone? Do you know how much damage this will cause to the company?"

"It's fine if the other party is someone else, but look at the people you beat. The popular little girl Bai Su dares to beat Lu Cheng?"

"Sang Luo, what's going on in your head? Is it in the water?"

Jiang Chuan was speechless, he really couldn't understand what Sang Luo was thinking.

Did she want to be blocked directly in place?
Compared with Jiang Chuan's irritability, Rong Jin was much calmer.

She propped her chin on one hand, and blinked: "It's true that I hit them, but do you see any movement from them? Apart from those netizens and fans on the Internet, Lu Cheng didn't do anything to me?"

Jiang Chuan became strangely calm when he heard the words, as if he did?
Although Sang Luo's incident was a big one, the two people who were beaten not only did not speak out immediately, but also had an attitude of wanting to calm down.

Jiang Chuan suddenly looked at Rong Jin with complicated eyes, paused for two seconds, and then he said: "You don't really have any benefactors, do you?"

It is not difficult to find a benefactor with Sang Luo's beauty, but she was not very willing before that.

Sang Luo's personality is not very suitable for the entertainment industry, she is too rigid, she would rather give up than give in.

Those star actors who want to be popular must either have a financial backer behind them, or have a family background, or the company wants to support them, otherwise they will not be popular at all.

And Sang Luo was completely a three-nothing before this incident, but now that something happened to her, she herself was fine.

He would not believe that there is no financial backer.

(End of this chapter)